Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 487: Chapter 221: A Good Show, Threats, and Long Mountain’s Intentions (Part 2)

The position where he was pulled back happened to face the Snake Spear on the left that didn’t bend.

One pulling back, one thrusting out; judging by the terrifying power displayed by the two Snake Spears, if one gets stabbed, death is certain.

Clang......

At the critical moment, a Longsword struck the long shaft of the left Snake Spear.

Hit by the blade, the Snake Spear naturally missed its target.

The man holding the axe naturally escaped danger successfully!

And the person who wielded this sword was another who was also being besieged.

The back of that man had already been slashed with a large gash by a broadsword, blood gushing out, yet after rescuing his companion, his face showed no hint of joy, instead filled with fear and terror. He hastily looked up towards the west side of the slope and uttered with a tinge of pleading:

”Young Master, Liu Xian swears to heaven, Changning bears no double heart towards Long Mountain. We didn’t bring iron ore this time, not because we disrespect the Alliance Leader Order, but truly because our two iron mines in Changning are already depleted, and it’s impossible to gather so much in a short time. We beseech Young Master to see clearly.”

As Liu Xian finished speaking, the man wielding the axe immediately followed, ”Songyuan Camp is the same, Wang Hu’s loyalty to Long Mountain is evident to heaven and earth. Young Master, please don’t be swayed and wrong us!”

There were nine people standing in the front row of soldiers on the west side of the slope.

Leading them was a middle-aged man with a refined face, clad in white, with a composed and restrained expression, calmly observing the situation, showing only a slight twitch of his brows without speaking upon hearing the words of Liu Xian and Wang Hu.

To the left of the middle-aged man stood four people dressed similarly to those besieging Liu Xian and Wang Hu, all clad in golden armor, middle-aged men, two wielding swords, one holding a halberd, and another using a spear.

On his right were four people, one of whom bore an 80% resemblance to him, similarly dressed, while the other three were none other than Li Xuanling, Chen Yingyuan, and Peng Bo, who had just come from the south.

Seeing Liu Xian and Wang Hu, surrounded and in peril, narrowly escaping death several times, Chen Peng and the others’ brows jumped wildly, their breathing became rapid, feeling both fortunate and terrified, yet a sense of hesitation lingered.

Fortunate because they had made the right choice; otherwise, their fate would likely be similar to that of Liu Xian and Wang Hu, possibly even resulting in death like Yan Chuan.

Their terror stemmed from the fear of Long Mountain’s furious action this time.

Yucheng’s Yan Chuan was dead, and Changning’s Liu Xian and Songyuan’s Wang Hu were now being besieged by four of the Eight Great Vajra. It’s merely a matter of time before they die; three of the ten families have already perished. Excluding their own two, only five remain.

The issue is, not even all of Long Mountain’s strength is here.

Whether Li Tianhua is alive or not doesn’t matter; besides him, for those they know, there are at least thirteen Cold Resistance Level in Long Mountain.

Chen Yingyuan turned his head forward; he was very familiar with the people of Long Mountain. At the very front was Young Master Li Xuanyuan, with a man bearing an 80% resemblance to him, the Third Young Master Li Xuandu, and including Little Master Li Xuanling and the Eight Great Vajra, totaling eleven.

Li Tianhua’s brother Li Tiancheng, the Second Young Master Li Xuantiang, were not present, nor was the Longyou army, which included three hundred here now. Including the two hundred just seen, it only summed up to five hundred people.

Where is the other half of the Longyou army?

Besides dealing with the remaining four families, where else could they be?

Perhaps, even targeting the Zhaoyang Camp is possible!

That Alliance Leader Order is not an empty threat, but clearly an ultimatum to the ten camps. Those who don’t conform to the order are directly killed!

Before coming, they had also considered not bringing iron ore, to first observe the union’s situation. Reflecting on it now, it was like walking on the edge of life and death, how could they not be fearful?

The last trace of hesitation stemmed entirely from fear of the future.

With Yan Chuan dead, Liu Xian and Wang Hu facing imminent death, the three leaders would soon be gone. The camps of Yucheng, Changning, and Songyuan would naturally not be spared by Long Mountain, indicating Long Mountain’s shift from the previous gameplay of the Longyou Alliance to beginning annexation of these camps below them.

If so, even if they luckily escape this calamity today, in the near future, the Beehive and Yang Lu families are likely to face inevitable annexation.

Chen Yingyuan and Peng Bo exchanged a glance, seeing the hesitation on each other’s faces, sighed slightly, and couldn’t help but look at Li Xuanling, their hearts chilling.

What drama? This is clearly a threat.

A blatant threat!

Deliberately letting them see Yan Chuan’s corpse just now, and then bringing them over here to witness Liu Xian and Wang Hu’s execution firsthand.

The intent to threaten couldn’t be more clear!

Chen Yingyuan and Peng Bo could even feel the mocking glances occasionally cast towards them by Li Xuandu and Li Xuanling and others.

The only question lingering in their minds at this moment is:

Later, when Li Xuanyuan really proposes for the Beehive and Yang Lu families to merge into Long Mountain, what should their response be?

Besides compliance, there seems to be no other option.

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It’s not just Chen Peng and the others who could see Li Xuanling’s threat to the two families.

At this moment, Xia Hong, hiding in the shadows, no longer watched the fighting but instead directed his gaze towards Li Xuanyan and the nine people surrounding him.

Wang Hu and Liu Xian’s strength was only about Eight鬃, while the four besieging them had a minimum strength of Nine鬃, and the highest was Eleven鬃. They were no match one-on-one, let alone being surrounded.