Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Under normal circumstances, Long Mountain's outpost would only station one Cold Resistance Level guard at the city gate during the day, but recently both the Lord and the Lord Lady are in Long Mountain, so Yue Feng has tightened security, dispatching five people every day.

Given Xia Hong's strength, Yue Feng naturally knows his safety is not something he needs to worry about. Sending five Cold Resistance Level guards to watch the city gate is merely to ensure nothing goes wrong, otherwise, it would be his face as the Longshan Guardian at stake.

The five people are all subordinates of Yue Feng and naturally understand his intention. After the leading person reminded them, the other four immediately had more serious expressions and focused on watching the situation outside the city gate, not letting any detail go unnoticed.

Hoo......

"Someone's coming!"

"Who?"

Suddenly, a sound of the wind rose from the east side.

The five instantly became alert, seeing a figure boldly rushing over from afar, their expressions relaxed slightly.

As the person got closer, the five were suddenly shocked, immediately bowing and saluting: "Paying respects to Director Qiu!"

The newcomer was none other than the Camp Supply Department Director, Qiu Peng.

Qiu Peng oversees the Camp Supply Department and rarely leaves Xia City. His hurried arrival at Long Mountain clearly indicated something significant had occurred. The leading person quickly took out Solidified Fire Oil and handed it over.

"Is the Lord at the outpost?"

Qiu Peng understood the rules well. After receiving the Solidified Fire Oil, he asked urgently.

"The Lord just returned before dawn and is resting in the Longshan Palace."

Hearing their words, Qiu Peng said nothing more and directly rushed through the city gate, sprinting towards the Longshan Palace.

"Is it something serious?"

"What major event could happen in Xia City? It must be something from elsewhere."

"Director Qiu coming personally to deliver the news must mean it's no small matter."

Watching Qiu Peng's back, the five people stood there looking at each other, recalling Qiu Peng's face full of urgency, their brows full of suspicion.

Whirr......

Shortly after Qiu Peng entered the headquarters, a beam of red light suddenly flew towards the east from the sky.

The five at the city gate abruptly raised their heads and, seeing the red light speeding east, their expressions sharpened.

"It is..."

"The Lord, the Lord has left."

"Qiu Peng's arrival made him leave immediately; there must be something big in Xia City."

As their voices fell, three figures rushed out from the headquarters.

The three figures were one in front and two behind. Leading was Lady Li Xuanling, followed by the recently entered Qiu Peng and Longshan Guardian Yue Feng.

"Yue Feng, inform Yuwen Dao to set off with the army back to Xia City tonight at nightfall. The remaining silver mines are temporarily irrelevant. Xuanwu and Divine Martial, along with your newly established four armies, keep an eye on the four silver mines. If any situation arises that you can't handle, send someone to Xia City to report."

"Understood, Milady!"

Even as Li Xuanling spoke, her pace didn't stop, and she led Qiu Peng towards the east clearly heading back to Xia City.

Yue Feng stopped at the city gate, watching the two leave, and raised his head, looking at the red light already far to the east, a hint of worry in his eyes.

As soon as Qiu Peng arrived near the main building, Yue Feng immediately noticed. Seeing Qiu Peng urgently searching for the Lord was curious and inquired but Qiu Peng seemed too rushed and only mentioned something had happened to Xu Ning before rushing into Longshan Palace.

Then Xia Hong, without a word, flew out of the palace towards Xia City.

"How could something happen to Xu Ning when the Lord told him to slowly scout ahead in Wuyuan, avoiding early contact with the Nine Towns?"

.........

Great Xia Inner City, Residence No. 15

"Dad, please don't scare Xiao'an, what's wrong with you?"

"Dad, do you not recognize Xiaoping?"

In the living hall, five-year-old Xu An and three-year-old Xu Ping were nervously clutching their father Xu Ning's pant leg, their eyes full of tension and unease.

Xu Ning sat in the main seat, expression vacant. Hearing his sons' calls, he just lowered his head, his left eye's pupil dilated, devoid of any sparkle. He looked at his sons without the usual affection, only detachment and confusion, as if he couldn't recognize his own children.

"Boo-hoo... My dear, say something, what's happening to you?"

"I told you not to go to Qinghe Village, but you insisted, and now with this outcome, what will the four of us do? Boo-hoo..."

Hong Qiaoru held her youngest daughter Xu Ying, crying helplessly on the side. Seeing she couldn't wake her husband, her tears flowed more fiercely.

Xia Chuan stood nearby, watching Hong Qiaoru's grief, his expression solemn too. He said in a deep voice, "Sister-in-law Xu, don't worry, as long as he's alive, everything can be discussed. We just haven't found out why Xu Ning became like this yet, but once we do, we'll cure him at any cost."

Given Xia Chuan's status, these words naturally reassured Hong Qiaoru considerably. Her sobs weakened, and she sniffled a few times, saying, "Minister, I am just a woman and don't know much about camp matters, but eight days ago when evacuating from Lower River Village, I could see Xu Ning risked himself for the Great Xia, personally going to Qinghe Village to gather news. If there's any way, even for the sake of my three young children, please, Minister, help him; I beg you!"

Hong Qiaoru, as a woman, naturally had some small schemes. Her words seemingly aimed to earn credit for her husband, fearing that once her husband became like this, Xia Chuan and other Great Xia leaders would abandon him.