Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely Chapter 1635 - 515: Beishuo’s Dead End, Reunion and Fury (Part 4)

As my offspring, this identity predestines you to receive attention from many people. Among those who focus on you, some are good and some are bad, and it’s up to you to discern them.

Do not step out of Xia City until you break through the Xianyang Level. I truly appreciate your ambition, but..."

Xia Hong paused slightly at this, then lifted his head to look at Xia Chuan and the armored commanders behind him, suddenly infusing his tone with sharpness, and abruptly changing the subject: "Whether you can leave Xia City now is no longer just your concern!

Our Great Xia has a vast territory with countless citizens constantly moving within it. The incident with Milk Tiger Forest serves as a wake-up call for me, the Lord. If my offspring cannot safely move within our borders, and can’t even leave Xia City, how can we ensure the safety of others?"

With anger evident in his tone, Xia Hong looked towards Beishuo City, continuing in a deepening voice: "If they dare to target you, then it’s needless to mention what they would do to others. Without imparting a profound lesson to this rabble, I fear our entire Great Xia will be condemned to endless unrest!"

Since the beginning of his journey until now, Xia Hong’s stance towards the elderly, weak, and women has remained quite clear. In this ruthless winter world, if such special groups are not given specific support, human fate is bound to end poorly.

Supporting the weak is the bedrock of population growth, and the strongest reliance for humanity to sustain itself in this wintry world.

Broadly speaking, this is the first step in reconstructing human civilization;

Narrowly speaking, at any camp, if provision for the elderly, weak, and women is removed, collapse won’t be far behind.

Based on such an attitude, Xia Hong has always only eliminated principal offenders when annexing or conquering other camps, at most meting out certain punishments to their families. Towards the vast majority of ordinary people, his approach has always been quick integration to make them part of Great Xia.

To attack a child under ten years old, and to mobilize as many as 23 Xianyang Level individuals, is absolutely intolerable and unacceptable in Xia Hong’s understanding.

If actions are carried out like this, individuals will feel unsafe everywhere, young people will all cower in the city, and how can various camps continue to develop and grow?

In the long run, is there any hope for the entire human race?

Yang Jian’s path to self-destruction began when he appeared outside Xia City and acted against Xia Yusheng at that moment.

But his death is far from enough to establish this rule firmly. It’s merely a beginning.

Yang Jian was roughly a leader; the remaining 22 Xianyang Levels come from the two vassal towns of Chen Cang and Cai Qiu. On the night of the raid, 17 were killed, and excluding Yang Jian, 5 remain.

These 5 persons, along with Yang Zhun, won’t escape...

Retracting his thoughts, Xia Hong turned to the commanders below, directly naming:

"Xiao Kangcheng."

"At your command!"

"You just mentioned, where did the five escapees go that night?"

Xiao Kangcheng had already arrived from Central Yang Camp, successfully pursuing and killing Yang Qin and Yang Ping last night alongside Mu Longhe. Immediately afterwards, he reported to Baimu City and learned of the Lord’s return, hastening directly ahead.

"Reporting to the Lord, two are in Beishuo City, the remaining three are positioned at Yangqu Town, likely under the Cai Qiu faction."

His Soul-Permeating Incense has remarkable tracking abilities. During that night’s pursuit, he had already tampered with their bodies, though unaware of their names and precise identities, he was fully aware of their positions.

"Mobilize troops, beat the drums, notify the other three sides of the army, prepare to attack the city..."

"Report!"

Just as Xia Hong was finishing his sentence, a Dragon Forbidden Captain tasked with delivering orders quickly ran in from outside, holding a gold-colored document and bowed: "Forgive me, my Lord, Beishuo Lord Yang Zhun has sent a letter."

The soldier knew he interrupted the Lord’s speech and first bowed in atonement, then proffered the document.

Xia Chuan approached, accepted the document, opened it to check, and finding no issues, placed it in front of Xia Hong.

After lowering his head to finish reading the document, Xia Hong’s gaze darkened slightly, then he pushed the document forward on the table, indicating Xia Chuan and Xu Ning to approach and read it.

Everyone promptly gathered at the table, after perusing the document, their faces showed surprise, dread, suspicion, disdain, deep thought... in short, their expressions differed vastly.

"This Yang Zhun is truly no simple person..."