Chapter 298: Hou Jing Defects, White Abyss Falls, Zhaoyang's Banner Changes (2)
Hou Hu naturally believed that he deserved the position of leader, especially since Li Tianhua was willing to back him, providing both manpower and food, forcing Hou Hu back to Zhaoyang and reclaiming the leadership position from Hou Jing.
At that time, Hou Hu's strength was actually inferior to Hou Jing's. Hou Jing ultimately yielded, largely due to the pressure from Long Mountain and Li Tianhua.
In short, from then on, the grudge between the two was formed.
Hou Hu was highly wary of his second uncle, showing only outward respect. When it came to cultivation resources, especially the share of the Jade Bone Medicine, during the Cold Resistance Level that belonged to Hou Jing's household, it was very little.
This is why he was able to rise later and surpass Hou Jing in strength, with most of the Cold Resistance Level members in the camp uniting around him.
Ultimately, it was because Xia Chuan threw out a straight hook, which Hou Jing, who harbored rebellious thoughts, deliberately bit onto.
The developments in the Great Xia after May naturally caused Hou Jing's internal balance to tilt further, especially after his identity as Hong Xia was exposed. When the Great Xia took over Hanqiong, occupying one-third of Longyou's territory, and lured him with the Yangyuan Pill, Hou Jing, who already had rebellious intentions, defected from Zhaoyang to the Great Xia, as might be expected.
While Hou Jing's defection pleased Xia Hong, it also served as a reminder to him to focus on the cohesion of high-level personnel within the camp, as issues with these people would result in consequences far more terrifying than with those in the Earth-digging Realm.
Like the current situation with Hou Jing, an actual member of the Hou Clan and Hou Hu's own second uncle, his defection not only caused over half of the Cold Resistance Level in Zhaoyang to turn to the Great Xia but also left behind close to sixty thousand people in Zhaoyang, nearly ninety percent of the camp's population.
Just because he didn't want to trouble those relatives unwilling to defect from the Cold Resistance Level, otherwise, the more than five thousand people tonight could have been detained directly by him, leaving Hou Hu, who is in Long Mountain, no more than a commander without troops.
The Great Xia currently has close to 40 Cold Resistance Levels and is continuously increasing, and with Hou Jing's defection, the total will break 50, with more to come.
When the numbers increase, a mix starts to form, and then ways must be found to reduce these people's influence on the camp, or else they will suffer significant losses in the future!
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Thinking about it, it was all in a moment's thought. Hou Jing had more or less figured out that he wanted to join the Great Xia, and his demeanor was much more respectful when answering Xia Hong.
He slightly bowed and said, "Rest assured, leader. Hou Xing, Zhang Ying, and Kong Fan have all been persuaded by me, and they are all willing to join the Great Xia with their families. For the remaining over fifty thousand people in Zhaoyang, I haven't explained to each of them, but once the army moves in tonight, they will naturally understand."
In a short time, it's impossible to change the minds of over fifty thousand people, and among them, there are definitely many who remain loyal to Hou Hu, and Xia Hong certainly won't blame Hou Jing for that.
The human heart is like water; as long as Great Xia's subsequent military actions in Longyou go smoothly, and the lives of these people improve, their mentality will slowly change naturally.
But that's a matter for the future.
Right now, the most important thing is to fight the battle with Long Mountain well!
Hearing Hou Jing mention the army moving into Zhaoyang, Xia Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, saying nothing, and merely turned and walked with him towards the east side.
They were currently on the west side of White Abyss, and heading east was in the direction of the White Abyss encampment. Hou Jing was initially a bit puzzled, but as they walked east for a while, across some three or four hundred meters, he saw the sight of the White Abyss encampment, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
"Release arrows!"
"Brothers, follow me to kill."
"Break through the White Abyss, kill!"
"Where did this army come from, how could an army come here?"
"This isn't the Longyou Army, nor is it the Blood Guard Army, besides these two…"
"It's the army of the Great Xia. Wasn't Great Xia blocked by Long Mountain at Wushuang, how did they have an army here with us?"
"We can't fight them, simply can't, these iron arrows are too strong, ours simply can't withstand them."
"They're all at the Earth-digging Realm Limit, run, hurry and run…"
"We can't run, close the iron gate, there's hope. If they break in, the encampment will be finished, hand over all Earth-digging Realm, close the iron gate."
"Quick, everyone push, close the main gate, hurry hurry hurry."
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The northern main gate of the White Abyss encampment was flashing with golden light at this moment, with the sound of charging and killing echoing to the sky.
Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that those flickering golden lights were actually soldiers clad in light gold armor.
This army was roughly a thousand strong.
The front row, about three hundred wielding knives over a meter long, had latched onto the iron gate, frantically attacking the defenders around the iron gate; the rear row, about six hundred, were all armed with strong bows, firing rapidly at the top and sides of the iron gate;
Nearly a hundred more, wielding various weapons, were climbing upward along the terrain surrounding the iron gate. With the cover of the rear archers, a small portion had already reached the stone platform above the iron gate, attacking those White Abyss Earth-digging Realm trying to close the iron gate.
The strongest was the figure at the very back of the stone platform.
It was a black-clothed young man holding a broad sword in his right hand and a four-meter high banner in his left. He was swinging his broad sword with sweeping strides, almost every swing sending over a dozen Earth-digging Realm flying left and right.
He charged straight to the back of the stone platform this way, and upon seeing the iron gate below not fully closed, he violently plunged the banner in his left hand downward hard.