Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

“Tianqing pays respect to the Lord.”

“Tianyu pays respect to the Lord, it’s wonderful, the Lord is still alive!”

The one walking out from the compartment was actually Lord of Bashang, Xiang Fuhai.

Although Xiang Fuhai’s face was pale and he appeared clearly weak at this moment, Xiang Tianyang and the others knelt on the ground, still feeling indescribable excitement.

After raising his head, Xiang Tianyang quickly thought of something, immediately burst into tears, crying aloud towards Xiang Fuhai.

“Uncle, they’re dead, all of them are dead. In the Bashang battle, my Xiang Family had over six hundred casualties. The other dozen families were about the same, over eighty percent of Cold Resistance Level individuals were fallen in battle, over seventy thousand Earth-digging Realm died, the treasury was emptied by the Six Towns, and the territory was carved up…”

Originally thought Xiang Fuhai had perished, only his remains couldn’t be found.

Irresistible joy upon unexpectedly finding him alive at this moment, Xiang Tianyang couldn’t help but pour out all the grievances and anguish accumulated in his heart over the past four months.

A sixty-year-old man knelt on the ground, crying and shedding tears without any restraint, constantly recounting to Xiang Fuhai the experiences after Bashang’s downfall, showing none of the calm demeanor of an elder.

Beside him, Xiang Tianqing and Xiang Tianyu were likewise moved by Xiang Tianyang’s words, tears uncontrollably welled in their eyes.

Over 1.5 million people, a third dead. To Moao Eight Towns, including Great Xia, it’s just a simple sentence, but the pain it brought to Bashang people may never be erased in their lifetime.

Because those who died, were all their family members.