0319, White Wolf

The speed of the reversal of the situation was like a nightmare that suddenly ended in the middle. Eight-armed judge Zong Wei and other guards at Longcheng Pass cheered after a long period of shock. The sound was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. The sound spreads hundreds of miles.

Then, all over the city, in large areas, soldiers soaked in blood after the war and civilians in shock fell to their knees and paid homage to Li Mu.

Holy man.

Zong Wei and other high-ranking generals also knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully: "See King Taibai."

The name Li Mu, the prince, is a false name.

But in the face of the saint's strength, this false reputation became too intimidating.

Li Muxu raised his hand: "Get up."

Tonight's Longcheng Pass can be regarded as being defended.

In the end, the mysterious man with golden light did not dare to escape and was captured by the defenders of Longcheng Pass.

The battle is over.

As the guard of Longcheng Pass, the Eight-Armed Judge has extremely rich experience. Before dawn, the defenses of Longcheng Pass were once again impregnable, and the reorganization of the garrison was also completed. At the same time, some nails buried in the city, Especially the characters related to the Iron Sword Camp were all uprooted, and the Iron Sword Martial Arts Hall where Cai Cai was located was also wiped out.

Longcheng Pass was once again firmly in the hands of the Western Qin frontier army.

After this night of fighting and fierce fighting, the Longcheng Pass defenders suffered heavy losses. Among the three battalions, the Iron Sword Battalion almost rebelled and was completely wiped out of its establishment, while the other two battalions, the Trap Camp and the Daqian Battalion, , each also lost more than half... It is no exaggeration to say that the defense strength of Longcheng Pass is less than one-third of the usual strength.

However, the fighting spirit and morale of the military and civilians have not been low.

Because everyone already knows that there is a saint from the empire who sits at Longcheng Pass and guards here.

Eight-armed judge Zong Wei and other senior executives asked to see Li Mu again at dawn.

"The situation is very bad. Among the ten cities and nine places on the border, not only Longcheng Pass was attacked. Last night, nine cities were attacked. Six of them fell. Four of the nine places also rebelled. Overnight, the empire More than half of the border military towns were lost."

Zong Wei looked serious.

I originally thought that the betrayal and rebellion at the Tiejian Camp in Longcheng Pass was an isolated case, but now it seems that things are not that simple. This is simply a huge storm that has been planned for a long time. It broke out overnight and swept the entire border in an instant. It is known as the strongest defense of the Western Qin Empire. The frontier army's territory became riddled with holes in less than six hours.

The taste behind it, if you taste it carefully, will make people feel chilled.

For the Western Qin Empire, this was undoubtedly a disaster.

Because there are still rebels led by King Zhenxi inside, but they have not been wiped out.

Internal and external troubles appeared at the same time.

For any dynasty, this is a sign of imminent collapse.

Zong Wei, the general guarding the Longcheng Gate, sent out a message before. He originally expected that reinforcements from other military towns would arrive, but the information he received shocked him and his subordinates. Therefore, they had to immediately, Come meet Li Mu, the nominally highest imperial official.

Hearing such news, Li Mu was also very shocked.

However, he could not stay at Longcheng Pass.

If there is no information from Qiu Yin before sunset today, he plans to enter the grassland with Guo Yuqing first. After Qiu Yin arrives, he can go to the grassland to look for them. After all, time is running out, and he is still worried about Shangguan Yu. Ting's safe.

However, it is foreseeable that the Western Qin Empire will usher in the coldest winter in history.

A storm has revealed its original ferocity. …

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The heavy snow on the grassland comes and goes quickly.

At dawn, the goose-feather-like flying snow in the sky had disappeared. However, after a night of heavy snow, the grassland was still covered with a thick layer of white snow, enough to swallow an adult's part below the knees. The withered grass was covered with snow. Looking at it, we can see a world covered in silver. Under the early morning sunlight, the silver brilliance is somewhat dazzling, shining on the snowy field.

Jiang Qiubai slept until he woke up naturally.

Around him, the grass was green, flowers were blooming, and vegetation was flourishing.

"Okay, it's time for us to set off again." He looked at the endless snowfield with a calm expression on his face, and was not at all excited about the wonderful grassland scenery that appeared in front of him.

Shangguan Yuting looked slightly shocked.

She was born in the Western Qinling Mountains and was used to seeing lofty mountains and blue seas of forest. She had never seen such an endless world of ice covered in silver. The scene where the sky and the earth were all white was simply unbearable. A sense of broad-mindedness.

At this time, Shangguan Yuting had completely calmed down.

Although Jiang Qiubai forcibly brought her here, along the way, she had to admit that Jiang Qiubai was a very polite man. He at least took good care of her and never did any blasphemous behavior. .

Many times, Jiang Qiubai behaved like a graceful and elegant bachelor, a very charming man.

The two left the hill.

Without the protection of Jiang Qiubai, the hills were soon swept by the cold wind and covered with snow. The flowers and plants that had bloomed overnight were quickly frozen and withered by the icy wind and cold snow. , died... and finally, covered under the white snow.

Shangguan Yuting turned around and saw this scene, and couldn't help but feel regretful.

Along the way, there was wind and snow.

Although the snow in the sky has stopped falling, the strong winter wind on the grassland is blowing like a knife, rolling up the snow on the ground. The weather is cold and the ground is freezing. A heavy snowfall has brought the originally vibrant prairie into the air. The long and unbearable winter.

More than an hour later, the two people came to a relatively flat valley area.

Snow covered the col.

There are grassland herdsmen racing against time to clear the snow. Countless livestock are covered under the snow. There are also felt tents that have been crushed by the snow, and some collapsed tents. In front of them, there are herdsmen crying loudly, still saying one sentence. The bodies of herders who died from cold and snowstorms...

Shangguan Yuting has now achieved innate cultivation, especially practicing [Innate Skills], which has improved her physical fitness and protected her from cold and heat. Therefore, she has no special feelings about the low temperature. Before, she just felt that the snowstorm was rare and beautiful. The vast expanse of grassland shocked her even more. However, at this moment, she saw the corpses of dead herdsmen, the collapsed tents and yurts, and the animals in extreme pain...

Especially when she saw a little boy, who might have just been full-term, freezing to death in his mother's arms, Shangguan Yuting realized what this snowstorm meant to the grassland.

The period of hunger and cold has arrived.

Heavy snowstorms are a severe test for any tribe on the grassland.

Jiang Qiubai directly showed his strength and dispersed the wind and snow in the valley, saving the cattle and sheep that were trapped under the snow. Even dozens of herdsmen who were frozen but not completely dead were also rescued. come over.

The grateful herdsmen knelt on the ground and bid farewell to Jiang Qiubai as if they were paying homage to a god.

Along the way, in the next day, he encountered more than a dozen tribes, large and small, that had been hit by the snowstorm. Jiang Qiubai did not hesitate to take action and patiently helped the herdsmen, even if they were humble and small barbarians. The people will also get help from him...

This is different from many saint-level figures that Shangguan Yuting has heard about.

In almost all countries and regions, and in most of the history of the Chinese continent, saints are immortal figures who are aloof and responsible for one's destiny. They control the history, the rise and fall of dynasties, and care about the general trend of the world. , focusing on the long river of destiny... They basically never care about the life and death of individual weak individuals. Even the largest countries, dynasties, and even the torrent of history are actually composed of individuals.

Saints are compassionate.

Saints are ruthless.

However, among the saints Shangguan Yuting had heard of, there had never been one like Jiang Qiubai.

Along the way, Shangguan Yuting saw Jiang Qiubai's god-like lofty status among the herdsmen. It can be inferred that this is not the first time Jiang Qiubai has done such a thing on a whim, but in the past. He has been doing this for a long time...

"God of Immortality, thank you."

"The wolf god favors you."

"Long live the Wolf Temple."

"I will still be a subject of the Wolf God in the next life."

Countless herdsmen crawled at Jiang Qiubai's feet.

Along the way, he saved people, moved forward, saved people, moved forward...

Shangguan Yuting's impression of Jiang Qiubai was changing over and over again.

"In the cold winter, for the grassland, once the snow falls, it is a torture and test of life and death. Isn't it incredible for you Western Qin people?" Jiang Qiubai looked at Shangguan Yuting and asked.

Shangguan Yuting said nothing.

In the Western Qin Empire, people froze to death after heavy snowfalls in winter, but that was an exception and a minority. Qin people like snow because the snow scenery is beautiful, and the winter ice and snow can bring sufficient crops for the next year. Moisture.

However, in the prairie, ice and snow bring disaster, which seems to be the norm.

Sometimes, after a heavy snowfall, a small tribe will disappear from the world...

Nature is cruel.

The sound of howling wolves came from ahead.

In the depths of the snowfield, white figures shuttled between the sky and the earth like lightning. Large groups of white prairie wolves galloped on the ice and snow, like masters and elves in the snow.

They encountered a pack of wolves.

"White wolves? It's very rare." Jiang Qiubai was also slightly surprised.

Most of the grasslands are dominated by green wolves. This is the result of natural evolution and elimination. Green wolves can perfectly integrate with the prairie and use the cover of the grass color to hunt prey. White wolves are extremely popular on the prairie. It is clear that only when the heavy snow falls in winter, the white wolf will become the master of this world.

With the strength of him and Shangguan Yuting, they are naturally not afraid of wolves.

Moreover, as the master of the Wolf Temple, he himself controls the wolf pack.

The only exception is White Wolf.

The white wolf has a very high status on the grassland, and the herdsmen call it the divine wolf.

The Wolf Temple uses the wolf as its totem, or to be precise, the white wolf as its totem, because as the master of the Wolf Temple, Jiang Qiubai cannot control the white wolf. The status between him and the white wolf is equal.

However, this time, Jiang Qiubai felt a little surprised.

Because, such a huge group of white wolves has never appeared on the grassland. Looking at it, there are tens of thousands of white wolves, moving in an orderly manner like an army.