Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Xiahou Qin reminded everyone while he himself had already escaped to the western wall of the village first. Of course, it was impossible to leave directly, as many Cold Resistance Level guards from Qinghe Village had already stationed there ahead of time.

"Break through!"

Xiahou Qin's weapon was a silver-made Nine-hole Saber. He raised his saber and charged into the Cold Resistance Levels of Qinghe Village, like a place without people. The chill from the saber instantly killed two and repelled over ten people, forcefully opening a breach, showing some signs of a successful breakout.

But the people from Qinghe Village were fiercely persistent. Despite knowing the significant difference in power, they continued to rush forward in waves, quickly filling the gap. Joining forces in the attack, they even managed to injure him.

"Brother Xiahou, I'll help you!"

Just as a Cold Resistance Level from Qinghe Village was about to pierce the left chest of Xiahou Qin, a deep voice suddenly exploded by his ear.

Clang!

A Silver Eight-sided Hammer with a head diameter of half a meter abruptly swung in from the side, not only breaking the sword but also turning the upper half of the sword-wielder's body into a mist of blood.

"Thanks, Brother Cao!"

Xiahou Qin clearly recognized the newcomer and expressed gratitude. Seeing more people arriving, his face showed no joy, instead growing heavier.

Figures covered in dust and appearing somewhat embarrassed were converging here from various parts of the village. It was clear they were the arsonists from the city, totaling at least more than one hundred and fifty people.

More than twenty minutes had passed; surely many of the arsonists had been killed, and the remaining one hundred and fifty people indicated that the number of participants tonight far exceeded expectations.

These people were all injured, with some even pierced by several white Bone Arrows, left unpulled out, clearly chased here by those five thousand Grey-clothed Bhikkhus.

Xiahou Qin's face was heavy because the top of the western earth wall had been occupied by Grey-clothed Bhikkhus.

Thus, these hundred-plus people now had no way to escape.

"Xiahou Qin, tonight's arson was Jiangxia Town's plan, you wouldn't leave us without a backup plan, right? I don't want to die here with you."

"Careful planning for over half a year just to assist you tonight, whatever reserves you have, use them quickly, don't waste time."

"I'm tired of staying here, hurry up, I want to return to Jin Mountain."

.........

The group who actively participated in tonight's arson plan showed little anxiety on their faces, several unmistakably leaders from various towns urged Xiahou Qin to think of a solution quickly.

Hearing their words, Xiahou Qin's face slightly darkened. He didn't respond.

He was just following orders, having no backup plan unless...

Boom!

With a slight thought movement inside Xiahou Qin's head, just as he turned, a thunderous explosion suddenly rang from the top of the western earth wall.

A nearly tangible silver saber blade, tens of meters long, suddenly slashed down from mid-air, striking the top of the earth wall directly.

Thud......

To know, at the top of the earth wall, many Grey-clothed Bhikkhus were standing.

The silver blade slashed down, and at least a dozen Grey-clothed Bhikkhus, unable to dodge in time, were sliced into minced meat directly, while those who escaped were either unconscious after landing or coughing blood continuously, losing the ability to fight.

Boom......

The saber blade hit the ground with a thunderous noise, turning the western wall directly into powder, carving out a saber-shaped gorge over ten meters deep in the ground.

Violent shockwaves spread outwards, causing the Grey-clothed Bhikkhus nearby and over a hundred others including Xiahou Qin to retreat at least tens of meters.

With one chop, the black smoke over the western wall was scattered by the shock, dust and stone scattered, snow mist flew, creating a scene that was incredibly terrifying.

"Such a powerful saber!"

"The temperature is rising around, is a Xianyang Level expert making a move?"

"Definitely Xianyang Level, a Big Saber, from which Jiangxia master?"

"It's Xiahou Zhang, Army Chief of Jiangxia Town."

.........

The snow mist dispersed, and only then did the crowd see the figure hovering high above them.

The person appeared to be middle-aged, with a slender and slightly tall build, dressed in a golden silk robe, holding a pitch-black Twelve-hole Silver Ring Saber in his left hand, standing in mid-air, lofty like the sun, intimidating to gaze upon.

"Greetings to the Army Chief!"

"Greetings to Xiahou Army Chief!"

The people below who reacted first were Xiahou Qin and those from Jiangxia Town.

Then even the people from the other seven towns followed suit, paying respects to the figure in the sky.

Seeing the people from the other seven towns saluting, Xiahou Qin showed no surprise on his face.

The Nine Towns have deeply integrated over the years, adopting camp systems, including official titles that are actually similar.

Army Chief refers to the person wielding military power in each town, and there's only one in the Nine Towns, of course, it can only be held by a Xianyang Level expert.

Beyond mentioning Xiahou Zhang's position as Army Chief, it is natural for the Cold Resistance Levels from the seven towns to pay respect to a Xianyang Level expert.

Xiahou Zhang in mid-air naturally didn't care about those people saluting him and first gazed at the Grey-clothed Bhikkhus below for a while. It seemed he didn't notice anything, then he lifted his head and looked towards the east, the direction of the Dajue Temple, with a hint of a smile, he spoke:

"It's rumored that Dajue Temple has Five Great Masters, I wonder if Xiahou Zhang has the honor of meeting them today?"

As Xiahou Zhang's words fell, the Grey-clothed Bhikkhus below, and the Cold Resistance Levels from Qinghe Village, suddenly became agitated, as if not noticing Xiahou Zhang standing in mid-air, they began to curse angrily: