Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Chapter 505: Chapter 227: The Gate Scam, the Third Wave, and Yuwen Dao of Great Xia

The collision between these two groups in such a state, the outcome is naturally predictable.

The key is, without the restriction of the channel, the people from Zhaoyang can now use bows and arrows on a large scale. Their bows are decent, not much different from Beehive’s, also made of iron, but the iron arrows are different.

The iron arrows from Zhaoyang Camp have a hint of blood-red, with obvious penetration power much stronger than ordinary iron arrows.

This makes the suspense even smaller.

The Beehive forces retreat one step after another, almost instantaneously pushed back by one or two hundred meters. Not only did they completely yield the entire area around the iron gate, but they also allowed Chen Yingba and the group of Earth-digging Realm warriors attacking Wu Tianxing and Hou Bing to be surrounded by the Zhaoyang forces that followed.

Clang......

Chen Yingba, eyes bursting with rage, slashed his broadsword towards Lin Ye’s neck, the violent power causing the blade to materialize in the air. Unfortunately, just half an inch away from Lin Ye, another broadsword came horizontally and directly blocked his attack.

The two blades clashed, and Lin Ye was sent tumbling to the ground.

Chen Yingba, unyielding, withdrew his sword and bent down, continuing to strike towards Lin Ye.

Clash......

However, the sword in Hou Ming’s hand acted like a maggot clinging to Chen Yingba’s bones, once again blocking in front of him and timely pulling Lin Ye on the ground away from his blade.

”Something’s wrong!”

Hou Ming displayed a smirk on his face, intending to speak to Chen Yingba, but unexpectedly, Lin Ye, whom he had just pulled up, suddenly shouted.

Something’s wrong?

”What’s wrong!”

Lin Ye, clutching his chest, appeared very weak. He glanced around at the two sides fighting at the outskirts of the Main Zone Space, then his eyebrows twitched violently, quickly saying, ”The one who ambushed and injured me earlier wasn’t Chen Yingba!”

Hou Ming was taken aback by the words, turning his head to look at Chen Yingba, his expression serious.

Not only Hou Ming, but Chen Yingba was also stunned hearing Lin Ye’s statement.

He looked at the broad wound on Lin Ye’s chest, realizing that the injury was not from him, and his brow immediately furrowed.

Previously in the channel, when he encountered the injured Lin Ye, he assumed it was caused by Wu Tianxing. Now that Wu Tianxing’s traitor identity is revealed, and he brought the heavily injured Lin Ye to deceive the gate, this chest wound on Lin Ye obviously wasn’t made by him.

Lin Ye had always thought that the one who ambushed him was himself.

Chen Yingba had indeed ambushed Lin Ye, but during the ambush, the wound on Lin Ye’s chest was already there. So what did Lin Ye mean by his previous statement?

Could there be another Cold Resistance Level warrior?

Chen Yingba’s expression froze, his face changed drastically.

Right!

Beehive’s statistics clearly showed only over three hundred enemies slain, but earlier when Hou Ying charged to the iron gate area, they claimed Zhaoyang lost more than seven hundred people.

Back then, he thought the extra four hundred were slain by Wu Tianxing’s group and hadn’t been counted, secretly pleased.

Suddenly awakened, Chen Yingba recalled Lin Ye’s recent words, his expression instantly turned frightened, while his gaze unconsciously flicked towards the open area behind the iron gate.

”The large group I encountered in No.11 Channel was all masked, wearing light-gold armor, mainly wielding various types of blades, each holding an Iron Core Bow, with arrows impacting with a force exceeding twenty to thirty thousand pounds; the one leading the ambush was also masked, in tight black clothing, wielding a giant broad sword, much stronger than Chen Yingba!”

Upon hearing Lin Ye’s words, Hou Ming’s expression instantly became solemn.

In the previous two days, because Chen Yingba was both releasing a smoke signal and constantly secretly altering channel codes, they spent half of their time distinguishing channel codes.

Until last night, having confirmed most channel numbers, they followed the information previously given by Wu Tianxing, dividing forces into four paths, four Cold Resistance Level warriors each leading nearly four hundred men to control Channels No.7, No.11, No.18, and No.21, associated with Channel No.1.

However, upon splitting forces, they suffered significant losses.

In the previous two days, due to familiarity with the channels and a home-field advantage, Chen Yingba led his people to release smoke signals and constantly harass attacks from the dark within the channels. Although effective to some extent, they only managed to kill two to three hundred men overall, the losses weren’t significant.

But the situation changed last night after the forces split, Lin Ye was ambushed and severely injured in No.11 Channel, and nearly ninety percent of his over four hundred men perished.

Such heavy losses filled Hou Ming and the others with immense anger.

They all thought the one who ambushed Lin Ye was Chen Yingba.

In the previous two days, due to Chen Yingba’s people releasing smoke signals in the channels, wearing masks wasn’t unusual, not only the people from Beehive wore masks, but even those from Zhaoyang used damp cloths to cover their faces.

So they assumed that person was Chen Yingba.

But upon hearing Lin Ye’s words, not only was the ambusher not Chen Yingba, but the group he encountered in No.11 Channel wasn’t from Beehive either.

Hou Ming looked around at both sides fighting in the Main Zone, focusing on those from Beehive on the inside, noticing no one was wearing light-gold armor, and his expression instantly stiffened.

A terrifying guess suddenly rose in his heart, like Chen Yingba, he glanced towards the area behind the iron gate.

What Hou Ming didn’t know was that as soon as Lin Ye finished speaking, Chen Yingba’s expression drastically changed, his face alternating between pale and dark, rapidly shifting.