Endless Winter: My Camp Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 530 Misty Thunder Blade Luo Yuan, Qin Feng Spits Blood
Two hours ago, north of Donggu City.

Fu Tiandu, carrying the military flag, walked at the forefront of the Tiger and Leopard Army, his brows furrowed as he looked at the few scattered lights that were barely visible in the distance.

As Wu Chuan's 50,000-strong army marched out of Donggu City, Commander Luo Yuan ordered 40,000 Xia troops to follow.

The 40,000 Xia troops were divided into two groups, which bypassed the city from the east and west sides to the North Gate area, and then followed directly behind the Wu Chuan army.

Right now, they are less than two kilometers away from the Wuchuan army. The scattered lights that can be seen in front of them are the Wuchuan army's marching torches.

Although the Ice Abyss is covered by ice and snow all year round and the visibility at night is very high, tens of thousands of soldiers are marching at the same time, and no carelessness is allowed. Lighting torches to illuminate the road is naturally a safer option.

Not only Wu Chuan, but also the Great Xia army did the same when marching. A small team of 20 people had to be equipped with at least 4 torches for lighting, so they were kept at the rear. The Wu Chuan army should have been well aware of this.

Fu Tian frowned because he thought this approach was far too frivolous. Xia Jun was just following behind, with the two sides less than two kilometers apart. Qin Feng couldn't possibly not guess Da Xia's intentions.

Since that's the case, they can't just let you follow them like that. Since they dared to leave the city, Wu Chuan must have a plan.

Did the head coach not consider this aspect, or was he too confident in Xia Jun's strength?
Fu Tiandu thought so, but the others in the Tiger and Leopard Army thought differently.

"Are we really just going to stay behind like this? The Wuchuan army is already two kilometers away from the city, and Donggu is only about twenty kilometers away from Wuchuan Town. Are we really going to follow them all the way to Wuchuan Town and then fight them?"

"The Left Route Army is so lucky! They get military merits just by waiting!"

"After all, it's the Chief Minister personally leading the army. Can he be treated the same as us?"

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Deputy Flag Commander Meng Tian and several captains were grumbling, and many of the former soldiers of the Exile Camp around them also looked rather grim.

"Stop arguing! It's less than two kilometers away. Who knows what might happen? Be careful!"

Helian Ba, the captain of the scout battalion, was more composed than the others. Even when he was scolding everyone, his eyes were always scanning the surroundings without turning his head back.

The people who were reprimanded immediately shut their mouths.

Fu Tiandu suppressed his confusion. In any case, he was just a flag bearer, a rank lower than a captain in the army. He had no say in what Commander Luo Yuan was thinking.

The central force consisted of 40,000 troops, while the eastern and western forces each numbered 20,000. They had already bypassed the city walls on both the east and west sides and regrouped north of Donggu City, then continued to trail behind the Wuchuan army.

Under normal circumstances, any camp or city will be built in a relatively flat area, and East Valley City is no exception.

Because the surrounding terrain was flat, the marching column of 40,000 Xia soldiers was a hundred meters wide. According to the Xia army system, a team consisted of 20 men, a battalion of 200 men, and a ninth-level army of 2,000 men. Such a wide column was basically marching in army units.

Unexpectedly, unlike in the past, after the 40,000 troops merged in the north, the ones leading the way were not the four numbered armies in the middle, but the 20,000 garrison troops that Deputy Commander Murong Chui had transferred from Muyin Town.

Further back was the right wing army's Xiang Fuhai unit of 10,000 men; while their Tiger and Leopard, plus the three most elite numbered armies, Shenwu, Gangzong, and Jindiao, were actually hanging at the very back.

"This marching arrangement is probably to guard against the more than 40,000 Digging Realm soldiers in Donggu City. So Commander Luo must have already thought of this. Qin Feng deliberately lured us to follow. In that case, the commander-in-chief must have other plans. He wouldn't just blindly follow behind the Wuchuan army all the way..."

Fu Tiandu immediately grasped the key point through this unusual marching order, and his eyes lit up slightly.

"It's getting foggy?"

However, just as he figured it out, a soldier on the flank of the column spoke up.

It's getting foggy!
Fu Tiandu turned his head to look around and found that there was indeed a lot more moisture in the air, and even his armor was covered with water droplets. He was stunned for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

In extremely cold environments like the Ice Abyss, fog is actually not common. After all, it is covered in ice and snow all year round, and water vapor is basically frozen. There is no alternation between hot and cold, so fog is very difficult to form.

Generally speaking, there are two types of places where fog is most likely to form: one is around water bodies, and the other is around human cities.

The former is due to the flowing water beneath the ice, while the latter is due to the high-temperature environment created by human life and production.

They were right next to Donggu City, and there were only two hours left until dawn. The temperature was dropping rapidly, so it wasn't surprising that fog was forming.

However, after following the army for another hundred meters or so, Fu Tiandu noticed that the fog was not only not getting smaller, but was actually getting thicker, and his expression gradually changed.

"This fog is abnormal!"

"Tiger Leopard, Divine Might, Steel Mane, and Golden Eagle armies, along with the ten thousand troops of the Overturning Sea Command, are hereby ordered to immediately turn around and attack Donggu City. The city must be breached within half an hour! Hurry!"

Fu Tiandu heard the voice coming from above the group, his expression suddenly brightened, and then he instantly realized what it meant, his eyes filled with amazement.

"That's it, that's it!"

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"This fog is not right!"

The moment Fu Tiandu had this thought in his mind, almost at the same time, Qin Feng, who was staring at the Xia army behind him from above the Wuchuan army, suddenly changed his expression and gave the same judgment.

"Isn't it just normal fog?"

Hearing his father's words, Qin Shan was stunned for a moment. Seeing that the firelight in front of Xia Jun's army behind him had not changed, he turned his head and asked directly.

"Forty thousand Xia soldiers, what's the use of staring at that little fire in the front row? Didn't you notice that after the fog rose, the surrounding noise seemed to decrease? And how did the Xia soldiers manage to keep their steps so synchronized, always two kilometers behind us?"

Qin Feng's expression darkened slightly, and he immediately shouted angrily.

At this moment, Qin Shan was not the only one beside him. Wu Chuan's other six Xianyang level cultivators, as well as Cai Yuntong and Cai Qiu's eleven Xianyang level cultivators, were all present. Upon hearing his words, everyone immediately turned their heads to look behind them.

"No, we're too far away. We need to keep a close watch on Xia Jun to make sure they're following us!"

Qin Feng frowned even more as he watched the thick fog gradually spreading behind him. He gave the order and then flew towards the rear.

“Father, Xia Jun has divine crossbows, and several Xianyang-level warriors like Luo Yuan. We can’t just approach like this. I’ll go with you…”

However, Qin Shan quickly stopped his father, and then turned to look at Cai Yuntong and the other Caiqiu people, a plea on his face.

There are 10 Xianyang in Wuchuan, but there are only eight people present at the moment, including the father. The two armies are only two kilometers apart. The father and son need to go back to check on the Xia army. The 50,000 troops below need to be watched over, and they cannot all leave.

Upon hearing this, Cai Yuntong frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face. However, considering that it was his idea for Qin Feng to lure the Xia army into battle, he still nodded to the five people beside him.

Five members of Cai Qiu's team immediately stepped out and followed behind Qin Feng and his son Qin Shan, making a total of seven people, and flew towards the sky above the Xia army on the south side.

Although Qin Feng and his group knew that Luo Yuan's central army only had four elite units, they did not know how many Xianyang-level soldiers he had. Based on the failed looting operation on the night of the 26th, they knew that the Great Xia had many Xianyang-level soldiers. Qin Feng did not dare to be careless and led the six of them to slowly move backward, guarding against a sneak attack by Luo Yuan and his men.

Even at a slower pace, it was only a two-kilometer distance. Using their senses to probe the front ranks of the Xia army while approaching, the seven quickly moved more than a kilometer south. However, after crossing this kilometer, they became increasingly uneasy. On one hand, they sensed no unusual movements from the front ranks of the Xia army on the ground, and the number of soldiers was normal, but they could no longer sense anything beyond that, so they could only continue flying south. On the other hand, as they flew further south, the fog in the air became thicker, obstructing their vision and limiting their senses as well.

"My perception range is reduced to less than two kilometers. I can only sense Xia Jun, who is just over ten thousand strong. I can't sense anything beyond that."

"Something's not right. We're this close to hear the marching. This fog not only obscures our vision and impairs our senses, but it also affects sound transmission. It's definitely not normal fog..."

The strongest elder in Caiqiu spoke up, and Qin Feng followed suit, though his expression was already quite grim.

The old man named Cai Qiu was named He Qianhu. He had a strength of 18 jun, which was comparable to his own. Since he couldn't sense it, Qin Feng naturally couldn't sense it either. However, he thought a step deeper than He Qianhu and had already sensed something was wrong from the movement of the troops.

"Go around to the east and see what's going on with the rear of the army!"

Qin Feng quickly made a decision, leading everyone to detour to the east side of the fog, intending to check on the rear of the army.

Sizzle...

However, just as he set off...

A streak of blue lightning suddenly shot out from the mist.

That wasn't lightning, but a lightning blade that was almost solidified, tens of meters long, which suddenly shot out from the mist and went straight for Qin Feng's face.

Clang...

Qin Feng reacted extremely quickly. As the lightning blade struck, he swiftly drew his longsword to block it, narrowly managing to deflect the attack in the blink of an eye.

A burst of intense sparks erupted from the sword's edge, and Qin Feng's pupils constricted sharply as he looked at what had struck his sword.

It was a narrow-bladed short knife with a jet-black exterior and flashing blue electric arcs all over its body. Although the blade was less than a meter long, its jet-black gleaming edge and the flashing blue electric arcs on the blade surface all spoke of its extraordinary nature.

"The shield sword in the Xia Dynasty's four systems is from Luoyuan..."

Just as the Great Xia had been infiltrating the Five Northern Towns, the Five Northern Towns had also been constantly collecting intelligence on the Great Xia over the past few years. In addition, high-ranking officials of the Great Xia had been frequently appearing in the Southern Foothills region in recent years, so Qin Feng was also aware of the situation of the Great Xia's high-ranking officials.

The Xia Dynasty had four types of swords: Yi, Zhang, Mo, and Heng. Among them, only one person of the Xianyang rank was accustomed to using the Zhang sword. This person was Luo Yuan, the director of the hunting department of the Great Xia Dynasty, who also happened to be the commander-in-chief of the central army of the Great Xia Dynasty's northern expedition.

Therefore, the identity of the owner of this shield knife is self-evident!

Qin Feng looked up at Luo Yuan behind the blade, and seeing the young face of the other man who looked to be no more than thirty years old, his pupils were filled with both jealousy and deep horror and shock.

"16 jun, how could he be so strong, how could it be..."

According to the intelligence they gathered, Luo Yuan only broke through to the Xianyang level at the end of last year. His strength at the time of the breakthrough is unknown, but it has only been a little over a year since then.

It's impossible to break through to the mid-stage cultivation level in just over a year.

Even knowing the existence of the Holy Rune bloodline and understanding that the Great Xia martial arts amplify strength by more than 20% compared to other camps, with a maximum increase of 40%, Qin Feng was still completely stunned when he saw Luo Yuan unleash his strongest power, which amounted to 16 jun.

With 30% sacred runes and 40% martial arts skills, Luo Yuan's basic strength is over 9 jun.

Having broken through the Xianyang level in a year, his strength is over 9 jun?

how can that be!

"What, Lord Qin, do you want to turn back and fight me?"

As Qin Feng was filled with utter horror, Luo Yuan in front of him gave him little time to react. He suddenly drew his sword, creating a large arc of electricity, and then swung it down again.

call out…………

At the same time, the intense light emitted by several swords pierced through the thick fog, and Qin Shan, He Qianhu, and the other six people he brought were immediately entangled with them.

"Xu Ning, Xiang Fuhai, Murong Chui, Helian Shan, Hong Tian, ​​Zhao Hu, Zhao Bao, they're all here, good, good, good..."

Including Luo Yuan, the Great Xia Dynasty has a total of eight Xianyang-level beings!
"Take them and move them to the south..."

Qin Feng's pupils narrowed slightly. In the instant he was entangled with Luo Yuan, he sternly addressed Qin Shan and the other six, before leading Luo Yuan to move towards the south.

Qin Feng brought six people here not to fight Luo Yuan and his group, but to spy on Xia Jun's true situation. With his purpose clear, he had no intention of fighting Luo Yuan to the death.

During his fight with Luo Yuan, he continuously descended to probe the situation of the Xia army on the ground, while simultaneously moving rapidly southward toward Donggu City in an attempt to get a clear view of the city's condition.

However, after descending less than two or three hundred meters, his expression suddenly changed.

"Without Xia Jun, without Xia Jun, you..."

In fact, he didn't even need to sense it. As Luo Yuan pressed closer to him, the fog in the air dissipated at an extremely fast speed. By the time he descended to a distance of only a hundred meters from the ground, the fog was basically gone.

Only when the fog cleared did he see clearly that the Xia army on the ground consisted of only 15,000-plus men in the front ranks, and the Xia army in the back ranks was extremely scattered, with someone holding a torch every ten meters, which was obviously intentional.

Even more critically, from Donggu City, to the south of the army, came the deafening sounds of battle...

boom!
"Brothers, give it your all! The city gate will be breached in just a few blows."

"The Tiger and Leopard Army has already stormed the city walls. Brothers of the Divine Martial Army, what are you still afraid of? Quickly, get the ladders up! The city walls are empty."

"Follow me and charge in! Break through the city gates!"

"Once we break through Donggu City, Wuchuan will be like a stray dog. Brothers, hurry!"

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"Hahahaha, Lord Qin, isn't this strange fog of mine quite impressive? Did you really think I was going to follow you all the way? Without your 50,000 troops, Donggu, such a small city, is nothing but paper in front of my Xia army..."

Luo Yuan, clad in black armor, stood in mid-air. After a loud laugh, his tone suddenly shifted, and he said in a low voice, "We've lost Donggu, and we can't even get into Wuchuan Town. What should we do with your 50,000 troops?"

After saying this, he didn't look at Qin Feng's stiff face anymore, and directly ordered the army below: "The whole army retreats and enters Donggu City. There's no need to follow behind them."

"Luo Yuan brat, Luo Yuan brat, you tricked me, you tricked me, pfft..."

Qin Feng snapped out of his daze, his stiff face instantly turning red. He pointed at Luo Yuan and roared incessantly, eventually spitting out a mouthful of blood from anger.

(End of this chapter)