286: Chapter 286 Take good care of your brother, I'm going to get the medicine.

The wind and snow howled, tearing through the extreme northern night sky like fierce ghosts.

Su Chen dragged that pitch-black, ink-like longsword, walking step by step toward the camp gate.

The tip of the sword scraped across the steel-hard frozen earth, drawing a long trail of sparks.

He was surrounded by black-red Haoshoku lightning, and the violent coercion kept the surrounding wind and snow from coming even an inch close, forming an absolute vacuum zone.

"Brother Chen!"

From behind, Jiang Feng's eyes were blood-red as he let out a deafening roar.

He snatched up the mountain-opening giant axe that had fallen to the ground, his muscles bulging violently as a cyan-gray Navy Six Styles: Iron Body sheen instantly covered his entire body.

"I'm going all out with you! At worst, we die together!"

Jiang Feng took large strides, crushing the ice on the ground, and moved to follow Su Chen's footsteps.

Beside him, Lin Qinghan did not speak.

But the Ice Goddess silently tightened her grip on the frost longsword in her hand.

Her cold eyes were filled with the determination to fight to the death, and the SSS-rank Law of Extreme Cold on her body began to surge crazily, causing even the surrounding air to form ice crystals.

She stepped forward, expressing her attitude through actions.

"Camp Commander! We can't let you go alone!"

Gu Lie, kneeling in the snow, was covered in blood and his flesh was torn open.

He struggled desperately, using a half-broken horse-slaying saber to prop up the ground, and swayed as he climbed back up.

Gu Lie turned his head abruptly and roared at the hundreds of veterans still breathing in the camp: "Shura Camp personnel! Those who can still wield a knife, all of you grab your weapons for me!"

"Others cut off our food and leave us no way out, so we'll go smash their pots!"

A crazy flame burned in Gu Lie's single eye: "Act as meat shields for the Camp Commander! Even if we die, we must die on the charge route! Charge!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The eyes of the hundreds of veterans were blood-red as they successively drew their tattered swords and blades and pulled back their bolt actions.

They were originally a group of desperadoes abandoned by Great Xia, and at this moment, completely ignited by Su Chen's blood and valor, they had long since cast aside thoughts of life and death.

Hundreds of people surged forward noisily, full of Killing Intent, preparing to follow Su Chen to the Logistics General Base to fight to the death.

Right at this moment.

"All of you, stop."

Su Chen did not look back, his back facing the crowd as he spat out four words.

The voice was not loud, but the moment it was uttered, an indescribable, terrifying coercion descended with a bang!

The suppressed Conqueror's Haki within Su Chen's body expanded outward violently like a breached flood!

Black-red lightning exploded in the air, like an invisible ten-thousand-ton heavy hammer, smashing fiercely onto everyone's heads!

"Bang!"

Jiang Feng's right foot, which had just been lifted, was forcibly pressed back down to the ground, stepping out a deep pit.

Lin Qinghan's figure swayed, her sword-holding hand numbed by the shock, and the Law of Extreme Cold was forcibly suppressed back into her body.

Gu Lie and the hundreds of veterans felt even more as if their legs were filled with lead, and a massive mountain seemed to be pressing down on their shoulders.

They were nailed in place by this Aura, and could no longer take even half an inch forward!

Su Chen stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head slightly, the peripheral vision of his scarlet Sharingan cutting through the wind and snow to coldly sweep across the crowd behind him.

"What are you going for?"

Su Chen's voice carried not a trace of temperature, like eternal black ice: "To throw your lives away?"

"Brother Chen! But they are bullying us too much!"

Jiang Feng gritted his teeth, his face full of grievance, blue veins bulging on his forehead.

"We aren't afraid of death!"

Gu Lie also stiffened his neck and roared.

"There are no 'buts'."

Su Chen directly interrupted them, his gaze sweeping over Gu Lie and that group of veterans.

"Just a few barking stray dogs, not worth dirtying your hands."

"When I, Su Chen, want to kill someone, I don't need to use cannon fodder to fill in lives."

This sentence was extremely harsh to the ear, yet it made the eye sockets of all the veterans present turn red.

They were used to being treated as cannon fodder by the higher-ups to consume ferocious beasts, used to being treated as garbage.

Yet this was the first time they encountered a commander who took their lives seriously.

Su Chen withdrew his gaze and suddenly looked at Lin Qinghan.

"Qinghan!"

His tone was extremely stern, revealing an unquestionable commanding tone.

"Here!"

Lin Qinghan immediately straightened her posture, her cold eyes looking straight at Su Chen.

"Use your SSS-rank Law of Extreme Cold!"

Su Chen raised his hand, pointing at the gravely wounded soldiers at the back of the camp who were constantly wailing with festering wounds.

"Temporarily freeze all the wounds and heart meridians of the severely wounded soldiers in the camp for me!"

Lin Qinghan was stunned, and then her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Forcibly lower the blood flow speed in their bodies!"

Su Chen spoke at an extremely fast pace, striking straight at the critical point: "Suppress the spread speed of the Abyss Poison Qi to the absolute minimum for me! Can you do it?"

Lin Qinghan instantly understood Su Chen's intention!

Without antibiotics or detoxifying medicine, she would use absolute low temperatures to carry out physical "emergency hibernation"!

As long as blood circulation was slowed down, the poison outbreak could be delayed, buying enough time for the severely wounded soldiers!

"I can!"

Lin Qinghan nodded heavily without a single word of nonsense.

She immediately turned around and rushed toward the wounded soldiers' camp carrying her longsword.

"Extreme Cold Ice Domain!"

Lin Qinghan formed hand seals rapidly with both hands, thrusting her longsword fiercely into the ground.

A soft yet extremely tyrannical ice-blue light instantly spread out hugging the ground.

The light precisely covered the bodies of those dozens of on-the-verge-of-death wounded soldiers.

"Crack... Crack..."

Dense frost quickly condensed on the surfaces of the wounded soldiers' bodies.

A miracle happened!

Those black Abyss Poison Qi that had been wildly spreading and corroding flesh at the wounds instantly stopped expanding under the suppression of the Law of Extreme Cold!

The painful wails of the wounded soldiers gradually subsided.

Their breathing became extremely weak, their heartbeats slowed down, and they completely entered a state of "low-temperature hibernation," being forcibly pulled back from the gates of hell!

Seeing this scene, Gu Lie and the veterans trembled all over with excitement.

Their lives were saved!

As long as the Camp Commander could get the medicine, these brothers would live!

After arranging all of this.

Su Chen turned his head, looking at Jiang Feng and Gu Lie.

"Jiang Feng, Gu Lie."

"Here!"

The two roared in unison, their voices filled with absolute obedience.

"Guard the camp well."

Su Chen's gaze looked deep into the pitch-black ice field, his eyes profound.

"Don't let those ferocious beasts taking advantage of the fire exploit any loopholes. Wait for me to return."

With that said.

Su Chen did not linger at all.

He turned around, alone, and strode into the all-encompassing wind and snow of the Extreme North.

The minus-one-hundred-degree extreme cold gale cut through heaven and earth like sharp knives.

Su Chen wore only that thin black shirt.

On his shoulders, the overcoat representing a Major General of Great Xia fluttered loudly in the violent wind.

In his right hand, he held the pitch-black, ink-like longsword upside down.

The tip of the sword dragged on the ground.

Black-red Haoshoku lightning continuously tore apart the hard frozen earth beneath his feet, making a piercing roar.

Every step he took, the ice layer on the ground collapsed downward by a fraction.

At the gate of the Shura Camp.

Jiang Feng gripped the giant axe.

Lin Qinghan leaned on her longsword.

Gu Lie and the five hundred scar-covered veterans stared fixedly at the increasingly distant figure in the wind and snow.

No one spoke.

Only heavy breathing intertwined in the wind.

In Gu Lie's single eye, scorching tears had filled up at some unknown point.

He snapped to attention, his right hand clenching into a fist, and struck heavily against his left chest!

"Salute!"

"Bang!"

The five hundred veterans moved in unison, beating their chests with all their might.

They gazed at that figure with the most fanatical, most awe-filled gaze, as if looking at a deity.

That proud figure faced the all-encompassing wind and snow.

Step by step, it walked toward the Logistics General Base entrenched deep within the defense line like an iron behemoth.

It walked toward the tiger's den and dragon's pool with over ten thousand troops and a Martial King holding down the fort.

At this moment.

This figure was completely engraved into the depths of every soldier of the Shura Camp's Soul.

It became the eternal, undying divine monument of faith in their hearts.