Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 1717: Chapter 543: Beat Cai Qiu, Then Kill 20 More People (3)

Xia Hong’s cold voice came from above. Below, Yuwen Dao and others immediately responded to the call, continuing to compress the space in which Cai Qiu’s men could maneuver. They quickly teamed up to kill several more, and still did not stop, clearly intending to follow Xia Hong’s orders, not to stop until they’d killed 20 people.

Those who struck down Qin Feng and Shangguan Yang were Cai Qiuyang and Zhu Huorong, who were responsible for watching them, respectively. The difference was that Cai Qiuyang succeeded, while Zhu Huorong was thwarted by the Dragon Sparrow Saber that Xia Hong had thrown over, failing to kill Shangguan Yang.

When the two heard Xia Hong’s voice, their expressions suddenly sank significantly. Subsequently, seeing the Xia Army kill several more Xianyang Level, their faces naturally turned extremely grim.

Yet, no matter how grim, they did not continue to act but merely lingered in mid-air, turning to look at Xia Hong and others gradually flying over the South City Gate, and the seven people including Cai Qianshan not far from Xia Hong.

“Lord Xia, I, this Landgrave, admit defeat this time, let them go!”

A single sentence from Cai Qianshan made the battlefield suddenly stagnate.

The dozens of Xianyang Level fighting desperately with Cai Qiu showed stiff expressions, their eyes filled with shock, all looking up at Cai Qianshan in the sky with faces full of disbelief;

Among the high-ranking members of Great Xia like Yuwen Dao, Yuan Cheng, and Luo Yuan, as well as all the Xia Army soldiers fighting in the Weng City, their eyes were filled with excitement, with faces already flushed turning even more vibrant.

Cai Qianshan’s concession represented Cai Qiu’s concession.

The once-overbearing Feudal Town could only concede in front of Great Xia!

At this moment, all the Xia Army soldiers just wanted to roar at the sky, to vent their inner excitement fully.

But they did not do so, instead, all eyes focused on Lord Xia Hong in mid-air, waiting for him to issue an order.

“Know when to yield,” these four words emerged in the minds of the more perceptive Xia Army soldiers at that moment, and they all thought it simultaneously.

The unification of the Southern Slope Territory by Great Xia was already an indisputable fact.

Being able to make Cai Qiu bow down, Great Xia had already proven its strength, and continuing to insist seemed unnecessary.

“What are you all standing there for? I said it very clearly just now, kill another twenty, or are all your ears deaf?”

Hmm?

When Xia Hong’s voice came down, the expressions of the Xia soldiers became suddenly stunned.

But only for a moment.

“The Lord has ordered, continue the killing, why are you all just stupidly standing there!”

Yuwen Dao was the first to react, evidently seeing through Xia Hong’s intention. He swung his broad sword across the sky, heading straight for the nearest person.

He had already charged the furthest ahead, and Cai Qiu’s people, disturbed by Landgrave Cai Qianshan’s concession, failed to react to his sudden outburst.

The one at the forefront, in panic, attempted to draw a knife to block, but before he could draw it out, Yuwen Dao’s broad sword had already struck his skull.

Bang…

The Xianyang Level’s strength lied in their bones; Yuwen Dao’s blow directly smashed open the skin membrane of the man’s skull, creating a large cavity in the skull bone.

That man’s skull shattered, and half his body was embedded in the ground, not even managing to let out a scream before perishing directly.

“Kill!”

“The Lord’s orders are to continue killing.”

“The Lord wants us to keep earning military merit!”

“Charge!”

……

Yuwen Dao acted fiercely at the outset, merely setting the precedent, with Yuan Cheng, Luo Yuan, Xiang Fuhai, Mu Longhe, and others at the Xianyang Level quickly responding, following closely behind.

The remaining soldiers, even more so; although their individual strength was lacking, they made up for it in numbers, alternately moving forward to consistently wear down the strength of Cai Qiu’s Xianyang Level, compressing their maneuvering space. Some of the top-level Cold Resistance Levels lurked like vipers from the shadows, periodically seizing opportunities to deliver fatal blows to the severely injured Xianyang Levels.

The already dwindling numbers of Cai Qiu’s forces were further reduced after a short while.

In mid-air, Cai Qianshan continued to watch quietly, but inside his sleeves, his fist had long since clenched tightly enough to bleed. When he turned to look at Xia Hong, the icy intent deep within his pupils became even more discernible.