Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely Chapter 1390 - 450: Out of Control, Intimidation and Innocence, The Battle Situation Clears, Cai Shiqing the Beauty

Chui Mountain Inner City, West District

Standing before the Mu Mansion, Mu Qingyu, adorned in silver armor and with a great saber at his hip, sported a white cotton band on his left upper arm. He held a high-minded stance, drawing his bow, its string still humming from a recently loosed arrow.

As the fiery arc faded from view, his eyes alight with excitement, he passed the Strong Bow to his eldest son, Mu Ziheng, who stood nearby. Mu Qingyu then turned his gaze back towards the mansion's entrance.

Before the gate, upwards of a thousand soldiers, clad in formidable armor and armed with Strong Bows, stood resolutely. A staggering seventy percent of them were outfitted with Thousand Forged Iron Armor, and the vanguard of two hundred warriors surprisingly wore the distinguished Chui Mountain Yellow Armor.

Just like Mu Qingyu, each of them wore a white cotton band affixed to their left upper arm, a clear, pre-arranged signal to differentiate friend from foe.

"Brothers, our Lord has been misled by that treacherous Duan Family faction, intending to surrender Chui Mountain. Should we stand idly by now, we might all descend to the status of second-class citizens in Beishuo. Brothers, do you dare to venture with me, your hall master, to eradicate the perfidious Duan Family, compel our Lord's hand, and restore Chui Mountain?"

"Eradicate the treacherous Duan Family, compel our Lord's hand, restore Chui Mountain!"

"Eradicate the treacherous Duan Family, compel our Lord's hand, restore Chui Mountain!"

.........

The pent-up emotions of over a year erupted forth at this very moment, and the assembled soldiers, brandishing their weapons, roared towards the heavens. Their impassioned cries reverberated through the Inner City.

"Follow me to the military encampment to rendezvous with the Third Army, and then we shall advance upon the Duan Clan's domain!"

With their morale soaring, Mu Qingyu wasted no further time. Drawing his great saber and pointing towards the Inner City Military Camp, situated two kilometers distant, he swiftly led his soldiers in a rapid charge.

The West District was not solely the domain of the Mu Family.

Before the thousand-strong contingent had even departed the West District, three additional forces emerged from separate directions. Each group comprised over five hundred men, similarly attired in Thousand Forged Iron Armor and distinguished by the white cotton bands on their left upper arms.

"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother!"

The commanders of these three teams were none other than Mu Longhe's three most esteemed direct disciples: Zhu Ziying, Helian Shan, and Qiu Sanming.

Mu Qingyu, holding the fifth rank, offered a respectful salute to his three senior brothers.

Zhu Ziying and the others exchanged no words, merely offering a slight nod before continuing to lead their assembled forces at a brisk pace towards the barracks area.

"We have approximately two thousand eight hundred individuals here. Including the Third Army stationed in the barracks, our total number will exceed three thousand eight hundred, precisely as we had planned. Our next step is merely to await the Duan Family's desperation, prompting them to summon the three thousand from Beishuo."

Zhu Ziying cast a backward glance at the assembled army, a chilling glint in his eyes, and spoke in a low, resonant tone. Mu Qingyu and the others nodded eagerly, their countenances alight with anticipation.

It was presently daytime. Any individual capable of enduring the frigid sunlight possessed Cold Resistance Level Cultivation. The total number of those within Chui Mountain exhibiting this level of cultivation barely surpassed seven thousand; with some present outside the town, the number within the walls did not reach seven thousand.

This indicated that those incited to join this mutiny, starting from the Cold Resistance Level, constituted sixty percent, or possibly more, of the town's viable fighters.

"Duan Hong has yet to make an appearance. It seems that Prince Cai Qiu possesses a certain degree of cunning. Let us observe how long they can maintain their composure!"

Mu Qingyu directed his gaze towards the heart of the Inner City. Noticing the absence of any activity from the Lord's Hall, he wore a cold, mocking smile.

Since the mutiny commenced, at least a hundred breaths had elapsed. The Lord's Hall stood centrally within the Duan Clan's territory, a mere two kilometers from the military camp. Even from such a distance, any commotion should have been audible, let alone the volley of fiery arrows shot skyward.

Duan Hong could not possibly be unaware of the unfolding events within the city, yet his stillness could only signify that some force was keeping him in check.

"Kill!"

"Annihilate the Duan Family traitors, restore Chui Mountain!"

"The Duan Family denies us life; we shall grant them no peace in return!"

"Brothers, slay them!"

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As the amassed forces drew nearer, the clamor of fierce combat emanating from within the military camp soon reached all ears. Mu Qingyu accelerated his pace, guiding the multitude towards the camp's perimeter.

The military encampment was already engulfed in utter chaos.

The barracks of the Third Army were encircled by upwards of three thousand soldiers clad in Yellow Armor. A fierce battle had already erupted within, where more than a thousand soldiers of the Third Army valiantly fought back under the command of their senior brother, Mu Qinghe.

With three thousand against one thousand, the outcome of the battle was undeniably bleak.

Mu Qinghe found himself trapped, assailed by both Commanders Duan Mian and Duan Xian, his position becoming increasingly precarious. At least ten percent of the Third Army soldiers had already fallen, and as the Duan faction's momentum grew, the casualties mounted further.

"Brothers, follow me inside!"

Witnessing his senior brother's dire straits, Zhu Ziying didn't dare to delay. Before Mu Qingyu could utter a word, he let out an angry roar, drew the long staff from his back, and charged directly towards the central barracks.

Helian Ba, Qiu Sanming, and Mu Qingyu followed close behind. Trailing them were over two thousand eight hundred members of the Mu Family, also heading straight for the Third Army barracks.

Nearly three thousand individuals, their Cold Resistance at peak levels, surged forward like a relentless flood. They shattered the encirclement meticulously crafted by the Duan troops, pouring into the barracks like a torrent of steel, securing the breach while clearing a path.

"Hahahaha, reinforcements have arrived! Reinforcements are here! Counterattack, counterattack!"

"They killed so many of our brothers! Make the Duan Family pay their blood debt with blood!"

"Brothers, we have the advantage in numbers now! Fight your way back, fight your way back!"

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With increased numbers came surged emotions, let alone the matter of an impending mutiny; these were matters of life and death. From the very moment the chaos ignited within the Third Army Barracks, every soldier understood that only one path lay before them today.