Everyone’s expressions were shaken due to the unfamiliar faces among the familiar ones.
"Why are the Cold Resistance Level elites of Great Xia all so young?"
"Most of them look like they’re just in their early twenties, don’t they?"
"Except for Chen Yingyuan and the other three, there seem to be very few over thirty!"
"This gathering of geniuses is unbelievable, isn’t it?"
......
From numbers to names and then to individuals.
The understanding of Long Mountain about Great Xia’s Cold Resistance Levels was actually not much.
Besides Qiu Peng, who previously visited Longyou Army Camp, the ones met at the Yangluo Base like Yuwen Dao and Yuan Cheng, and those encountered in Gourd Valley, the others were very unfamiliar to them.
Earlier, during Qiu Peng’s envoy trip to Longyou Army Camp, Long Mountain had a misunderstanding because Qiu Peng’s age in his early twenties was too striking, and Li Xuanling and some others thought he was a descendant of some important figure in Great Xia.
Now looking at this group before them, they finally realized that Great Xia has so many Cold Resistance Levels around Qiu Peng’s age. Even those a bit older than him don’t seem to surpass forty.
Long Mountain dispatched more than fifty Cold Resistance Levels tonight, with an average age easily over forty;
However, among Great Xia’s thirty-three, the oldest seems to be Peng Bo and Chen Yingyuan, the old acquaintances of Longyou.
Age implies potential and talent; everyone understands this logic.
Instantly, including Li Xuanling, all of Long Mountain’s Cold Resistance Levels turned incredibly grave.
...
"They’re scared by the age!"
Seeing the grave expressions of Long Mountain’s people, Xia Hong immediately realized.
It makes sense, tonight almost all of Great Xia’s Cold Resistance Levels were present.
There was no need to mention the young ones like Xia Chuan, Yuan Cheng, Lin Kai, Lu Yang, Yue Feng, Xu Ning, Liu Yuan; even the three brothers Luo Yuan, Zhao Long, and the two brothers Ying Xuan, who were almost thirty, seemed extremely young pared to Long Mountain’s group mostly over forty.
Xia Hong shook his head slightly, not putting this matter to heart, and led his people forward, stopping about three hundred meters from Longyou Army.
Three hundred meters was roughly the range limit of a thirty-stone strong bow.
"Leader Xia, why don’t you dare to go further?"
Li Xuanling, who had been silent, saw Xia Hong and the others halt, and mocked with a smile.
Xia Hong looked up at her, raised an eyebrow slightly, and smiled, "Long Mountain’s blades are too sharp; naturally, I must proceed with caution. Hope Leader Li won’t mind!"
She intended to provoke Xia Hong, but who would have thought Xia Hong would respond like this, making Li Xuanling feel as if her punches landed on soft cotton, her expression faltering.
"Leader Li, Great Xia is not Long Mountain’s number one enemy, at least not at the current stage. You should know this, right?"
Xia Hong had no interest in bickering with Li Xuanling, asking this question as his gaze slowly moved towards Li Xuantiang behind her.
Like Zhou Yuan and the others, nothing seemed abnormal about Li Xuantiang, and when Xia Hong looked at him, there was no emotion in his eyes, only hatred and anger like the other Cold Resistance Levels of Long Mountain.
"Unjustly seizing our materials, slaughtering our new army, ambushing the Blood Guard Army, severely injuring Leader Hou, imprisoning hundreds of our Longyou soldiers, and more than ten Cold Resistance Levels, and yet, Great Xia isn’t our number one enemy. Leader Xia, you really know how to joke..."
Li Xuanling raised her voice as she spoke, clearly aiming her words at the three thousand Longyou soldiers behind her. She paused before sharply rebuking:
"Xia Hong, the fires of Longyou are all due to your Great Xia. Long Mountain never wished to ignite a war. If you obediently hand over all Long Mountain’s Zhaoyang captives, then lead Great Xia out of Longyou and swear never to invade again, we can avoid tonight’s battle, how about it?"
Although Li Xuanling concealed it well, Xia Hong saw clearly that when he looked at Li Xuantiang just now, her eyes flickered slightly.
So, as he expected, Li Xuanling was aware all along that Li Xuantiang was connected to White Dew Gu.
Yet, to oppose Great Xia and maintain Long Mountain’s supremacy, she still chose to turn a blind eye, allowing White Dew Gu to have its way.
Xia Hong looked at Li Xuanling, anger rising in his heart, and sneered, "Great Xia has no precedent of handing over captives. Avoid tonight’s battle? You’re so sure the three thousand Longyou soldiers can pin us down?"
Li Xuanling did not respond verbally, but signaled with her eyes to her three brothers.
The three of them understood implicitly, Li Xuanyan brandished a large knife, Li Xuantiang wielded a spear, and Li Xuandu drew a longsword, all pointing their weapons at Xia Hong, and shouted angrily: "Kill!"
The three thousand Longyou soldiers, also wielding strong bows, shouted in unison:
"Kill, kill, kill!"
With the physical prowess of Ice Abyss humans, even if only three thousand Logging Realm shouted together, the noise would be extremely shocking, let alone the three thousand Longyou soldiers.
Each of their basic strengths exceeded thirty thousand pounds, and some even began to reach the Earth-digging Realm limit of Reshaping Skin, shouting together, creating a force far beyond ordinary imagination.
Boom...
The air current generated by their shouting alone altered the snowflakes within a kilometer radius, and the intense murderous intent nearly solidified, pressing eastwards towards the Wushuang Giant Stone Camp with an intimidation that reached its peak.
Swoosh!
The fierce airflow rushed forward. It’s undeniable; even Xia Chuan and the other Cold Resistance Levels of Great Xia, including Xia Hong, had their expressions turn significantly graver.
This was the momentum of an elite army, the more numerous the more terrifying.
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