Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1565: Chapter 491: The Great Battle Begins, Failed Capture (Part 3)

But 28 of them, it still far exceeded his expectations!

The Xianyang Levels of the feudal towns are many, but those are the feudal towns.

To break through to the Xianyang Level, just the threshold of top-grade Battle Body qualification can block most people, not to mention that Battle Body qualification is just one of the thresholds, and the bone tempering process after reaching the peak of Cold Resistance Level and blood and flesh perfection is dozens of times more difficult than reshaping skin.

The key is that the entire Southern Slope Territory has not yet developed a pill that can help break through to the Xianyang Level. The only known aid is a spirit plant called the Heavenly Yang Fruit. Although the Moao River area has it, the Four Vassals have extremely strict control over it, and ordinary people can’t buy it even if they have the money.

The years of human activity in the Southern Slope Territory aren’t short; just based on the Moao Calendar, it’s at least 130 years. In these 130 years, the Nine Towns have only produced just over 20 Xianyang Levels.

How many years has Great Xia been around, how could there be so many Xianyang Levels?

“Pills, did Great Xia develop pills for breaking through to the Xianyang Level? How could it be? It’s just a twelve-year-old camp, how is this possible…”

At this moment, Yang Jian’s heart was only numb. Looking at the two battlefield areas where Great Xia had 28 total Xianyang Levels, he clenched his fist under his sleeve, and besides jealousy, there was also a strong sense of panic and fear in his eyes.

With such a terrifying Great Xia, is there any future for the Northern Three Towns?

Yang Jian actually had already seen that among Great Xia’s 28 Xianyang Levels, apart from Li Xuanling who had 24 Jun, the others were not all that strong, with at least the twelve at the southwest battlefield mostly around 4 Jun, with only a very few having strengths between 6 and 8 Jun.

The situation of the fifteen in the northwest direction couldn’t be seen, but from the backlash of their clashes, it could basically be deduced that there wasn’t any extremely strong presence.

But their greatest threat wasn’t those Xianyang Levels from Great Xia, but rather those twelve Beast King Level puppets.

It’s common knowledge in the Ice Abyss that humans are not as strong as Cold Beasts of the same level, subtracting the weaker ones, a regular Beast King generally has a strength above 9 Jun, and the strength of Great Xia’s twelve Beast King Level puppets is at least 12 Jun or more. The Frost Wolf King that he struck to the ground had a strength as high as 18 Jun.

Just as they divided up in the cave earlier, his group of ten had him as the strongest at 25 Jun, and among the remaining nine Xianyang Levels from Chen Cang, besides one called Chu Renjie who had a strength of 21 Jun, the others were between 10 to 15 Jun.

Humans of the same level aren’t as strong as Cold Beasts, moreover, there are six Beast King Level puppets, accompanied by the assistance of Li Xuanling and the other thirteen Xianyang Levels from Great Xia.

This fight can’t be won, and losing two people in less than a hundred breaths proved it.

Not only can it not be won, but they can’t even drag this on for very long!

Yang Jian’s gaze inadvertently swept to the east side of Milk Tiger Forest, but he quickly concealed it. After a flicker of coldness in his eyes, he gritted his teeth, parried the incoming Frost Wolf King, and charged toward Li Xuanling once again.

“Twelve Beast Kings, 28 Xianyang Levels, all have come out, yet Xia Hong hasn’t appeared. Big brother must be right; he isn’t in the city at all. With the experts of Xia City moving out completely, the little brat is left alone. Just need to hold on a little longer, and Elder Chu will surely succeed…”

Yang Jian’s expression was incredibly resolute. The strength shown by Great Xia right now did frighten him, but on the other hand, it also made him understand that if they didn’t press down Great Xia’s momentum now, the Northern Three Towns would really have no chance.

The armies from Chen Cang and Cai Qiu’s two vassals couldn’t head south, at most they could only send some Xianyang Levels to support the Northern Three Towns. With these people, at best, they could intimidate Great Xia, but to completely reverse the current situation in the Southern Slope, that’s absolutely impossible.

Capture Xia Yusheng, first solve those sixty thousand Great Xia troops, gaining enough time for the Northern Three Towns, then reveal the truth about Great Xia to Chen Cang and Cai Qiu for greater support from the feudal towns, and then slowly maneuver with Great Xia.

So, right now, this is the only hope.

Can’t give up!

Yang Jian made up his mind, and his engagement with Li Xuanling became increasingly ferocious, refusing to retreat even if it meant exchanging injuries, completely entangling Li Xuanling, and occasionally lending a hand to others, entirely with a desperate fighter’s demeanor.

Over a hundred breaths passed, and although four of Yang Jian’s group of ten had been killed, in terms of holding up Li Xuanling and the others, he indeed succeeded.

Swish, swish, swish…

In mid-air, Yang Jian had already left seven or eight afterimages. Seeing Li Xuanling attempt to kill another of his group’s Xianyang Levels, he left an afterimage on the spot, appearing behind Li Xuanling the next second, his long spear sweeping horizontally.

Yang Jian’s Blood Escape Technique had been forced out during the Battle of Hongmen four years ago by Xia Hong, the more severe his injuries, the faster speed he could erupt with, of which Li Xuanling was well aware.

However, understanding is one thing, handling it is something else entirely.

Faced with this extremely strange speed, Li Xuanling evidently found it difficult to fend off, and when Yang Jian’s spear swept horizontally, she had no choice but to abandon killing that person, and then raised her sword to block.

Clang…

Their most explosive combat power wasn’t different, both around 24 Jun, thus despite blocking, Li Xuanling was still swept by the spear for over a hundred meters, and if not for a timely appearance of a Beast King Level puppet to provide leverage and buffer, she would have slammed into the ground.

“Puh… How has Elder Chu not succeeded yet?”

Seeing Li Xuanling’s easy demeanor, Yang Jian couldn’t help but spit a mouthful of blood while standing in place. Hastily swallowing a healing pill, he covered the sword mark on his neck that kept seeping blood, his pupils filled with urgency and fright.

The Blood Escape Technique, from the name itself, you can tell, is actually a deceit technique for survival in extreme circumstances, acquired from a secret technique he fused after slaying a Blood Demon Gu with the help of his brother Yang Zhun.

The heavier his injuries, the faster speed he could erupt with, conversely, his speed becoming this fast also meant his injuries were becoming more severe.

The Xia Army within the city had already moved, and the group of ten in the Northwest Zhu Yan were in even worse conditions than his, with six dead.

This meant that half of the two groups were already dead.

If this continues, they will truly fall here.

Is Chu Xuan Kong actually not aware until now? With all the experts from Xia City here, is it really so difficult to capture a child just over nine years old?

When a person becomes anxious, some things can’t be hidden.

This was precisely the situation for Yang Jian right now. His heart too anxious, he frequently glanced to the east, that earnest demeanor was noticed by Li Xuanling in an instant.

Therefore, Li Xuanling sneered, “It seems you’ve arranged some fallback plan to capture Sheng’er. There’s no need to look over there, no matter what the fallback plan is, it’s useless.”

Hearing Li Xuanling’s words, Yang Jian’s expression suddenly froze.

And then, as if to verify Li Xuanling’s words.

A strong light suddenly rose from the east side of Milk Tiger Forest, then swiftly streaked towards the west side.

“Puh… It’s hopeless, run!”