The biting north wind howled and not only rolled up the snow, but also turned the snowflakes in the air into sharp weapons that pierced the skin.

"Whew!"

Yang Shuang lifted his pants and shook off the second brother who was about to freeze, breathed a long sigh of relief, then grabbed a handful of snow and rubbed his palms, turned around and burrowed into the snow cave that was only half a person high.

This was originally the "first-line sky" that only allowed one person to pass.

The blizzard raged for three days and nights, turning the ice field into a snowy field, and the snow was a man's height.

If you want to go out and walk, you will need to dig a ravine-like passage.

Therefore, during these days, all the 4,000 soldiers and horses on Yang Shuang's side shrank in the ice valley.

"Uncle, I want to drink porridge!"

Near the stone platform, Yang Awu, who was wrapped like a white bear, called in a low voice with a little coquettishness.

Yang Shuang rolled his eyes.

That day, I thought that this girl would die soon, but who knows, except for the knife wound on her shoulder, everything else is fine.

As for the arrows in her abdomen, as a princess, how could she not have a personal treasure.

Although it is not a soft hedgehog armor or a golden cicada coat, the metal soft armor that is as thick as a finger can still prevent stray arrows shot by ordinary soldiers.

However, this girl is quite good at taking advantage of the opportunity, and when she sees the end of the war, she begins to rely on Uncle Wang, who is the same age as herself.

No, one will be cold, one will be thirsty, one will want to eat mutton, one will want to drink porridge, and Yang Shuang will be helpless.

"You! Go make porridge! ”

Yang Shuang looked coldly at Li Wuyi, who was squinting and meditating on the side.

On the battlefield before, this girl wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but he slapped him on the neck, and then carried it back with a war horse again.

Li Wuyi was very obedient, she didn't want to be humiliated by Yang Shuang again.

For example, milking a mare, warming the bed, washing the feet of a certain animal.

So, she obediently went to make porridge.

Yang Shuang was very satisfied with this, took a piece of withered grass from the carriage next to him, put it in his mouth, and lay down next to the stone platform to prepare for a while.

Even if the blizzard stopped, they couldn't leave for a while, and they had to wait until the wind and sun were good, and they used their sleds as a means of transportation to leave the snowfield.

As a result, the wagons used to transport the baggage were all dismantled and turned into pairs of peculiar wooden planks.

"General!"

Not long after, a man wrapped in a sheepskin jacket quietly came to Yang Shuang's side and shouted softly.

"Hum ······" Someone waved his hand, rolled over and went back to sleep.

"General?" Seeing that the Lord would ignore it, Manu swallowed, scratched his head and continued to shout.

He didn't dare to be too loud, the general's strength was too great.

Yesterday, someone disturbed his sleep, and just by waving his hand, the person flew more than ten meters away.

Although there are many people who follow, there is no danger to their lives, but no one wants to be a trapeze artist for no reason.

"General, there is an urgent report!" Manu was helpless.

"Huh?"

"General, you're awake!" Manu took a half-step back.

"What's the emergency?"

"There is not enough food, especially horse feed!"

"Consumed so quickly?" Yang Shuang turned over and stood up, turning his head to look at the baggage area on the inside of the gourd valley.

Indeed it is!

The original piles of cow dung and forage have now shrunk several times and become "small mounds".

This consumption is indeed amazing!

"General, if we only supply war horses, we can last for a month. But now, not only do you need to cover the grass for sleeping, but you also need to burn for cooking, which is still the result of saving! ”

Yang Shuang walked to the snow cave and looked outside again, the snow was still falling!

He didn't know if the Turks in Dragon City had survived, but if he couldn't find food and grass, I'm afraid that more than 4,000 of his people would have to leave here!

"It's not easy to do!"

Yang Shuang sighed and was about to turn around, but found that in the snow in the distance, several bumps were slowly squirming.

"Huh?"

Being able to survive in the snow is definitely a cow breaking and coaxing existence.

But all of your 4,000 soldiers and horses are here, who will be afraid of walking in the snow field without dying?

"Fetch my sword and shield!"

In the bloody battle that day, the wolf totem that was thrown in Dragon City was transported out by Kuoli, but the death of this man also made Yang Shuang a little sad.

Soon, the giant wolf totem was tied to his left arm, and his right hand swung the dragon prison knife, slapping the heavy snow away.

The other party didn't seem to notice the movement here, ignoring Yang Shuang, who was hanging from the sky, and continued to squirm in the snow, and the direction of progress was the entrance of the ice valley.

Yang Shuang was curious.

Is there anyone who wants to attack the camp?

In order to avoid startling the snake, he stood on the path of the other party with his pestle.

After a while, three white shadows gradually appeared.

Yang Shuang was slightly stunned, it turned out to be the three white bears!

And this family of three didn't seem to expect someone in front of them, and they all raised their front paws and looked at the seemingly powerful man in front of them in a daze.