By the time we returned to Xiping Pass, the sun had already set and the group was frozen to a great extent.

Until he returned to the camp, Su Yi couldn't help but tremble a few times and muttered: "You said that the entire Qin land is distinct in four seasons, but there is only a few dozen miles away from Xiping Pass, but it has accumulated over the years.

Snow."

There are more than one mountain ranges that have been covered with snow all year round, and there is nothing strange about it. Xiao Yuan said: "We first explored the snow-capped mountains today. We only walked on the edge and encountered the wolves. The deeper we went, the more dangerous it was.

It is not unreasonable for the surrounding villagers to regard it as a forbidden area."

As he spoke, he said again: "I guess this is also the reason why the Xirong has never crossed the snow-capped mountains. There must be frequent beasts in the depths."

"What are the plans for that next?" Zhao Mu asked.

Xiao Yuan pondered: "Well... I must go to this snow mountain. If I don't figure it out, I am uneasy. If there is really a snow clan, the woman would have been. However, wait for Qinzhou to go down first.

Let’s talk about the supply when the purchase is over.”

He has been stationed in Xipingguan for three months. Although he brought a lot of food and grass before, he has 50,000 soldiers under his command, and now there are more than 10,000 new soldiers, and the soldiers have to have dinner every day.

However, in Qinzhou, Liu Yuzhi has almost prepared the next batch of food and grass supplies and is preparing to detain Xiping.

On the other side, Beiling County.

This place has been occupied by the Xirong, and there are rows of walking soldiers everywhere in the city.

To put it bluntly, this city is the springboard for the Xirong to attack Xiping Pass. Their rear troops will stay here for rest and rest, and then pounce on Xiping Pass.

In the county hall.

The commander of the Western Rong who was responsible for attacking Qin this year was named Xianda, and was also the main war faction within the Western Rong.

He was about forty years old, with a thick beard, loose hair, ropes tied to his forehead, and a round ornament on it.

Their clothing and etiquette are different from China. At this time, the generals of the Western Rong gathered, and Xianda also looked around for a while and said straight to the point: "In another half a month, it will be the autumn harvest season in the Central Plains. This time, we must enter the Qin territory.

Carry out a large-scale search."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone said, "General, Zhao Mu from Xiping Pass is difficult to deal with. Will we still attack this time?"

"No!" Xianda pointed directly at the map and said, "This time, we will go from here! Take them off guard!"

"Snow Mountain?" Everyone looked at it, first glanced at each other, and then someone immediately said, "But General Zhekang had this plan last year, but he lost troops and generals deep in the snowy mountain. There were too many beasts in it.

, our army can't get through it at all."

The Zhekang he mentioned was the chief general who attacked Qin in the past. Due to the unfavorable war, he could not break the barrier. This year, the Xirong was replaced by Xianda.

When Xianda heard this, he said without hesitation: "That's Zhekang's incompetence! He marched rashly without knowing the situation. As far as I know, there is a clan deep in the snowy mountain called the snow clan. They have a kind of clan.

The ability to control beasts, otherwise, how could they survive if the beasts are surrounded by them?"

"The general means..."

Xianda sneered: "After inquiring from multiple sources, I already have a specific location of the Snow Tribe. Our army can find them and let them lead the way. Wouldn't we be able to safely cross the snow-capped mountains?"

Hearing that he said, everyone looked at each other first, and then saluted: "General wisely-"

A few days later, Xianda led his army of 20,000 to set off from Beiling and enter the snow-capped mountains.

They came in from the other side of the mountain range and did not encounter any danger at the beginning, but after more than an hour, they arrived at the edge of the snow-capped mountains and encountered wolves.

But Xianda made sufficient preparations this time, not only brought enough dry food, but also had all bows and crossbows. This situation was also as expected by him.

There is no doubt that before the wolves launched an attack, under the command of Xianda, the Western Rong soldiers had already taken the lead in bending their bows and arrows and shot at the wolves.

The whistle of the wolf and the whimper of the wolf from time to time sounded.

The arrows never stopped, and snow wolf was shot to the ground, but they continued to continue.

Under the impact, countless Western Rong soldiers were also knocked to the ground and let out shrill screams.

"Quick! Protect the General—"

"Kill all these beasts!"

Shouts and screams came one after another.

This is a fierce battle, and the white snow was covered with blood.

Half an hour later, a large number of soldiers and countless snow wolf fell around.

Seeing this scene, a Western Rong general couldn't help but come to Xianda, swallowed his saliva and said, "General, we have lost so many warriors on the periphery alone. If we go in..."

Xianda glanced at him and said confidently: "Don't worry, although we can't cross the snow mountain, we can reach the place where the snow tribe lives."

Obviously, he had figured it out before.

Then, 20,000 Western soldiers guarded Xianda in the middle and started moving again. Everyone was full of vigilance and nervousness.

I just walked and stopped like this, and naturally encountered several beasts during this period, and finally threw down the corpse on the ground. In the afternoon of the same day, Xianda finally stopped.

On the snow, he first looked around the left and right, then looked excited and pointed forward and said, "Walk about fifteen miles and it's time to arrive!"

"Let's go!" As he said that, he waved his hand.

About fifteen miles ahead, there are small mountains on both sides and a small town in the middle. Under the snow, the city is vast, with hundreds of houses and a peaceful area. It is far away, and you can also hear the laughter of children coming from inside.

Voice.

In the city, a woman in white was playing with a bunch of children.

She is about twenty years old, wearing silk and wearing silk without any makeup. She looks like a cold beauty who is not as good as the world's fireworks, but at this moment she has a warm smile on her face, playing with a group of children, like an eagle catching a squat with a bunch of children

Games like chicks.

The laughter of children comes from time to time.

At this moment, a loud cry suddenly came from the sky.

It was a snow eagle, hovering back and forth in the sky.

The woman looked up immediately, her expression suddenly became cold, and she turned into that cold beauty again.

"Holy Maiden, play with us..." Seeing her stop, a group of children began to yell around her.

"Be good, go home quickly and be obedient..." The woman coaxed her, then walked away.

At this time, a man came out from somewhere, walked quickly to the woman, then knelt on one knee, and saluted respectfully: "Saint."

"Notify the tribe members that an outsider has come." The woman said concisely and her eyes became even colder.
Chapter completed!