Endless Winter: My Camp Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 520 The City Falls, the Vanguard and Despair
December 29th, the twelfth year of the Great Xia Dynasty, the last moments before dawn.

The east, south, and north gates of Beishuo City began to suffer the first round of heavy bombardment and arrow rain from the Xia army.

Swish swish swish…………

"Block it! Front row, raise your shields! Just block it!"

"Everyone, lower your heads and hide behind the city walls!"

"No need to move. As long as they don't get close, there's no need to move."

"Fire arrows from the rear guard to slow their advance! Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

………………

Compared to the smaller gates on the north and south sides, the main gate on the east side was undoubtedly the most terrifying under attack at this moment. Above the city wall, dozens of armored generals were moving around the inner side of the army formation, constantly shouting loudly.

Whether it's bow making or arrow making, the level of Daxia is superior to that of Beishuo. If there were some doubts about this before, after the two major battles in Zhongyang the day before yesterday and Baimu City last night, everyone in Beishuo basically accepted this point.

Therefore, it's definitely not feasible to compete with the Xia army in terms of arrow formations.

The defenders of Beishuo were clearly aware of this, so when they saw the Xia army's arrows raining down, the front-line soldiers immediately raised their high shields, while the rest either huddled below the city wall or hid behind their shields. Only a very few took turns shooting arrows down through the gaps in the city wall from time to time, trying to slow down the Xia army.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

The continuous rain of arrows fired by the Xia army either stuck into the city walls or hit the shields; very few of them actually hit the defending soldiers.

"The rear guard continues firing arrows, while the front guard sets up ladders and hammers to attack the city!"

However, the Xia army itself did not intend to break through the city with arrow formations.

Liu Yuan, who was in mid-air, saw that the soldiers in the front row were less than fifty meters away from the city wall. After giving a loud order, he took the lead and jumped down, landing directly on top of the city wall.

boom…………

Liu Yuan only broke through to the Manifest Yang level this year. He has the Golden Bone aptitude, and even with the Saint Rune bonus, his strength is less than 6 jun. If he were placed in the Manifest Yang level, he would probably be nothing, but here on the city wall, he is an invincible existence.

He landed suddenly, creating a powerful shockwave that sent all the Northern Shuo soldiers within a ten-meter radius around him flying.

"As expected, Lu Yang was right. There's something strange about the North Shuo city wall..."

However, Liu Yuan, who had shaken everyone around him away, did not show any joy on his face. Instead, he looked at the ground and his expression became increasingly solemn.

With a force of over 5 jun, even the thickest cast iron city wall would have dented a little by stepping on it, but the city wall of Beishuo did not deform at all.

boom…………

"The vast majority of this city wall was poured with high-grade iron mortar. It has been passed down for over a hundred years. The wealth of the Beishuo family is truly astonishing!"

Following Liu Yuan, Yue Feng and Xiao Kangcheng also jumped down one after another. Yue Feng scratched the ground with his knife and saw that there were no less than a hundred silver forging patterns exposed inside. His tone immediately revealed a hint of amazement.

The entire left flank army, apart from the commander-in-chief Xia Chuan, consisted of ten Xianyang-level generals: Xu Ning, Liu Yuan, Yue Feng, Zhou Yuan, Meng Yi, Zhao Long, Hou Tong, Mu Longhe, Mu Qinghe, and Xiao Kangcheng.

Since it was a three-pronged attack, it was natural to distribute the troops evenly. Xia Hong had already made the arrangements before dawn:

Liu Yuan, Yue Feng, and Xiao Kangcheng led 22,000 elite Xia troops to attack the main city gate on the east side, with Xia Hong personally supervising and commanding the battle; Xia Chuan, along with Xu Ning, Zhou Yuan, and Meng Yi, led the newly formed first, second, and third battalions of the left wing army, totaling 15,000 men, to attack the north city gate; Mu Longhe, along with Zhao Long, Hou Tong, and Mu Qinghe, led the newly formed fourth, fifth, and sixth battalions of the left wing army, totaling 15,000 men, to attack the south city gate.

The Great Xia Dynasty was fully aware of the situation in Beishuo City.

The total number of the cold-resistant garrison was 35,000, including 10,000 elite Northern Shuo soldiers, 25,000 of whom were 18,000 Zhenyu soldiers. The remaining 7,000 were temporarily drawn from hunting teams and could not be considered a regular army.

Of course, there are still nearly 200,000 Digging Realm cultivators in the city, but it is already daytime. Even the Great Xia Dynasty cannot send nearly 200,000 Digging Realm cultivators out to fight during the day, let alone the Northern Shuo.
Therefore, these 200,000 Earth-Digging Realm experts will inevitably be of little use;

As for the Xianyang level, including the seriously injured Yang Zun, the Beishuo side now has a total of 12 people, Chencang has 6, and Beishuo has 5. Moreover, not only is Yang Zun seriously injured, but Chu Xuankong, the leader of Chencang, has also lost both arms. So, the Xianyang level in the city can only be counted as 10 people.

Since the Great Xia has an absolute advantage in both troop strength and high-end combat power, it is naturally the best option to divide its forces and attack the city from three directions at the same time.

Beishuo was completely on the defensive. The Xia army had a large number of troops on all three routes: 15,000 on the north and south sides and 20,000 at the east gate. If any one of them was breached, it would be a catastrophic disaster. To defend the city, they had no choice but to divide their forces with the Xia army and ensure that all three city gates were held.

As soon as Yue Feng landed on the city wall, he immediately realized that Bei Shuo had stationed 15,000 men at the main gate on the east side, and more than half of them were elite Bei Shuo troops.

"They've put in some effort, concentrating their forces at the main city gate, but they're being naive to think they can stop us with so few men..."

"Dongxin, follow me to stop them. The rest of you, continue shooting arrows and pouring water on the city walls. We can't let the Xia army get up here."

Yue Feng sneered and saw Mo Haiwen and Yu Dongxin, both at the Xianyang level, rushing towards him. He immediately drew his sword and met them head-on.

Of course, he wasn't alone; Xiao Kangcheng was also following behind him.

"Liu Yuan, the two of us will deal with him. You hold the edge of the city wall and let the brothers below rush up first. The city gate definitely won't be breached anytime soon..."

Yue Feng's longsword flashed with a chilling edge, clashing fiercely with Mo Haiwen's longsword. His strength was slightly inferior, and he immediately staggered back three or four steps.

"How dare he be so arrogant! Brothers, kill him!"

Mo Haiwen forced Yue Feng back with a single blow. Seeing that Yue Feng did not take off to escape but instead continued to stand on the city wall, blocking Liu Yuan along with Xiao Kangcheng, Mo Haiwen knew that the three of them wanted to use their strength to clear the way for the Xia army behind them. He immediately roared and led countless soldiers to surround and kill the three of them.

His strength was 8 jun, while Yu Dongxin was slightly weaker, at 6 jun. In a one-on-one fight, Liu Yuan, Yue Feng, and Xiao Kangcheng were no match for them, not to mention that the two of them were accompanied by so many cold-resistant soldiers.

The battle between Mo Haiwen and Yu Dongxin on the city wall quickly came to an end. Liu Yuan and his two companions were forced back step by step, and within ten breaths, they were pushed to the edge of the city wall.

No, using "edge" is no longer appropriate, because the three of them were completely surrounded by hundreds or even thousands of Northern Shuo garrison troops, and the so-called edge area had already been filled by the Northern Shuo garrison troops.

Mo and Yu did not stand in the front row of the soldiers, but instead rose slightly into the air, about five or six meters above the ground, standing on top of Liu Yuan and the other two, and kept attacking them.

Clearly, the two were deliberately blocking Liu Yuan and his two companions' path through the air, intending to kill them before the Xia soldiers could catch up.

Clang... Clang...

Yue Feng and Xiao Kangcheng were under the greatest pressure. They had to be wary of Mo Yu and his companion above them, and also watch out for the shrinking Northern Shuo garrison from all sides. Under this double threat, although they had managed to kill dozens of enemies, their space for maneuver was getting smaller and smaller, and they even started to be slashed by large swords from time to time.

However, the Northern Shuo soldiers who were struck did not show any joy on their faces, but only deep despair.

The reason was that their blades couldn't penetrate the two men's armor at all. In a few dozen breaths, at least a hundred blades struck the two men's armor, but apart from creating some white marks, they had no effect whatsoever.

Furthermore, because their armor was silver and the forging patterns were so dense that the white marks were barely visible, the feeling of powerlessness—that a single strike had no effect whatsoever—made them feel even more desperate.

"Ten-thousand-level silver armor, the Great Xia can even make this!"

Mo Haiwen's longsword also struck several times. His eyesight was far superior to that of the ordinary soldiers. He had long since noticed that Liu Yuan and the other two were wearing ten-thousand-level silver armor, and now all he could see in his eyes was envy.

Casting is different from weapon making; it's not something you can create just because you have the materials.

There are many different parts and styles of armor. The key is that it is made for people to wear on the battlefield, so it must be close-fitting and as comfortable as possible, without affecting people's movement. As a result, the precision requirements for each part are incredibly high. Therefore, all the major camps keep the methods of armor making extremely secret and never reveal them to outsiders.

To date, the highest level of silver armor that Beishuo Town can forge is 100-level. For armor of a higher level, it can only be purchased from the vassal states.

How many years has the Great Xia Dynasty been eastward?
They can even forge a ten-thousand-refinement level silver battle armor! *Crack*...

"Without preparation, how could I be so presumptuous as to directly climb the city gate? Mo Haiwen, do you think you two can block our way?"

Liu Yuan cleaved two soldiers behind him in two with a single stroke. Seeing that ladders had already been erected over the breach in the city wall, he looked up at Mo Haiwen above and angrily retorted, then shouted, word by word, "Today, the East Gate will fall..."

puff...

As if to confirm his words, an incredibly clear voice suddenly came from behind. Everyone present heard it clearly; it was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through flesh.

"Commander, I'm here to help you!"

Besides the three, the first person to climb the city wall was none other than Wang Yuan, the deputy commander of the Yunjiao Army.

Wang Yuan was wearing only a thousand-refinement silver armor, which was sufficient to withstand the first wave of attacks from the Northern Shuo garrison on the city wall.

"Zhu Xing, please give me a hand!"

His physique was already imposing, and with the added enhancement of his thousand-forged silver armor, he resembled a demon god. After blocking the first wave of attacks by clamping the ladder between his legs, he roared angrily at the rear, and then suddenly leaped up from the ladder, jumping more than three meters high and directly onto the city wall.

Pfft...

Wang Yuan leaped onto the city wall, like a hungry wolf pouncing on a flock of sheep. Wielding a giant longsword, he slashed and hacked, forcing the defenders at the edge of the city wall to retreat to both sides. In an instant, he was only two or three meters away from Liu Yuan in front of him.

"Block him, keep an eye on the ladders behind, and don't let the Xia army continue up!"

When Mo Haiwen saw Wang Yuan come up, his brows twitched. He glanced at the ladder and saw a second person climbing up. His pupils contracted. In his haste, he forgot about Liu Yuan and the other two below and roared orders at the soldiers on the edge of the city wall.

"The ladder is too heavy and too long; we can't move it!"

"It's no use, they've come up over there too."

"Stop them, don't let them come up."

"Brothers, hold them!"

………………

The fighting spirit of the Northern Shuo defenders was also ignited, and countless soldiers rushed to the edge, trying to stop those climbing the ladder.

However, this is the Ice Abyss, not the ordinary era of cold weapons like in my previous life. The Ice Abyss is characterized by the supremacy of the strong. In this kind of siege warfare, the strong will inevitably come out on top.

Therefore, the first wave of people who climbed up the ladders were almost all officers and generals of the Xia army. It should be noted that those who attacked the main city gate on the east side were the elite troops of the Xia army, and almost none of these elite officers and generals had a basic strength of less than 50.

Even if we only consider their Saintly Marks, their strength is already around 70. If we include their martial arts, it would be even more terrifying.

It's not just about martial arts!

"Clang..."

Wang Yuan's armor, after being ravaged by hundreds and thousands of blows, had begun to fall into disrepair. Finally, an elite officer of the Northern Shuo army seized the opportunity and struck him on the shoulder with a large sword.

The officer had just begun to grin maliciously when he was stunned into silence by the sound of metal clanging against metal.

At the peak of the Cold Resistance level, with only three rounds of flesh and blood reorganization, how could he possibly withstand the ten-thousand-forged silver greatsword in his hand?

"Heh heh, with your meager strength, you think you can hurt me..."

Wang Yuan glanced at the white mark on his shoulder, and seeing the faint golden light emanating from within it, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. He suddenly turned his blade and stabbed it into the general's face.

Click...

The officer's face was pierced, but he didn't utter a sound of alarm. He panicked and retreated backward, and the other soldiers rushed over to help him out.

"The Cold-Clearing Pill, can it make you immune to pain, can it give you a second life? Die..."

Wang Yuan, enraged, used the Golden Body Pill's superior defensive capabilities to dash past more than ten soldiers, catch up to the general, stomp him to the ground, remove his helmet, raise his long sword, and thrust it down hard on his forehead.

Pfft...

Zhu Xing, a captain of the Yunjiao Army's scout battalion, also came up, followed by captains from the other nine battalions, and then elite soldiers from the scout battalion. Dozens of ladders were continuously used by Xia Army warriors to climb up. In just a few dozen breaths, two to three hundred people had climbed up the entire eastern edge of the city wall.

"No retreat, no retreat, none of you can retreat! Everyone below the city, come up here and hold the city walls! We can't let the Xia army get through..."

boom…………

Mo Haiwen's roar was interrupted by a huge commotion below.

As the entire city wall began to tremble, his face instantly went blank.

"What's the noise?"

Yu Dongxin was a little further away from him. Realizing that they couldn't stop Liu Yuan and the other two below, he flew up a few meters. When he reached a similar position, he glanced at the area below the city wall and his expression instantly turned extremely ugly.

"Again, one...two...three..."

boom!
Below the city wall, two thousand armored soldiers were working together to push a giant round iron stake. The stake was five meters in diameter and an astonishing one hundred meters long, with ten pairs of silver iron wheels attached to its base.

As two thousand soldiers pushed forward simultaneously, the iron stake slammed into the city wall.

Beishuo was the first town on the southern slope before the Great Xia Dynasty, and its town scale is self-evident. The main city gate on the east side is 20 meters high and 12 meters wide. Both gates are cast from iron molten metal of a million forging grade and open outwards. It is said that it would be difficult to break the gate open from the outside.

However, under the impact of the round iron stake of Daxia, the huge city gate began to sway precariously, and the iron components on both sides of the city gate, where they connected to the city wall, began to show signs of falling off.

"Again, one...two...three..."

boom…………

The Xia army below continued to organize their attacks, again and again.

At the same time, more and more soldiers came up the ladders.

"It's over, it's over..."

For a moment, Mo Haiwen's pupils were filled with despair, and finally he couldn't help but turn his head to look towards the city center.

"Where is Yang Zun? He's nowhere to be seen at any of the three city gates. And it seems all the Yang family members have disappeared. Could he have run away with his men?"

Just then, a slightly teasing voice came from above his head.

When Mo Haiwen looked up, the despair on his face deepened.

(End of this chapter)