The speed of the reversal of the situation was like a nightmare that suddenly came to an abrupt end after half of it, and the eight-armed judge Zong Wei and other guards and soldiers of Longcheng Pass, after a long period of shock, cheered one after another, and their sound was like a tsunami from a mountain, and the sound spread for hundreds of miles.

Then, all over the city, in large areas, soldiers who had been bloodied after the war, and civilians who were in shock, fell to their knees one after another and paid homage to Li Mu.

O saints.

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

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

But in the face of the strength of the saint, this false name has become too deterrent.

Li Muxu raised his hand: "Get up." ”

Tonight's Longcheng Pass can be regarded as defending.

In the end, the Golden Light Mystery Man did not dare to flee and was captured by the defenders of Longcheng Pass.

The battle is over.

As the guard of Longcheng Pass, the eight-armed judge has incomparably rich experience, and before dawn, the defense of Longcheng Pass has been re-entrenched, and the reorganization of the garrison has also been completed, at the same time, some nails buried in the city, especially those related to the Iron Sword Battalion, have all been uprooted, and the Iron Sword Martial Arts Hall where Caicai is located has also been exterminated.

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

After this night of fighting and fierce fighting, the defenders of Longcheng Pass can be said to have suffered heavy losses, among the three major battalions, the Iron Sword Battalion almost rebelled and was completely wiped out, while the other two battalions of the trap camp and the big gun battalion also lost more than half of each...... It is no exaggeration to say that the defense force of Longcheng Pass is not even one-third of the ground on weekdays.

However, the morale and morale of the military and civilians have not been depressed.

Because everyone already knows that there is a saint of the empire, sitting in Longcheng Pass, guarding here.

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

"The situation is very bad, the border pass ten cities and nine places, not only Longcheng Pass was attacked, last night and one night, nine cities were attacked, six of them fell, among the nine places, there were also rebellions in four places, overnight, the imperial border pass military town, lost more than half. ”

Zong Wei's face was heavy and authentic.

Originally, I thought that the betrayal and rebellion of the Iron Sword Battalion in Longchengguan was an example, but now it seems that things are so simple, this is simply a huge storm that has been planned for a long time, broke out overnight, and instantly swept the entire border pass, known as the strongest defense of the Western Qin Empire's border army, in less than six hours, it became a thousand holes.

The taste behind it, tasting it carefully, will make people feel cold.

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

Because, there are still rebels led by the king of Zhenxi inside, and they have not been exterminated.

Internal and external troubles appear at the same time.

For any dynasty, this is a sign of impending demise.

The Longcheng guard sent Zong Wei out to summon the news before, originally expecting that reinforcements from other military towns would arrive, but the information he received shocked him and his subordinates, so he had to come to see Li Mu, the nominal supreme imperial official, as soon as possible.

Hearing such news, Li Mu was also very shocked in his heart.

However, he could not stay at Longcheng Pass.

If he can't get Qiu Yin's information before sunset today, then he plans to enter the grassland with Guo Yuqing first, and after Qiu Yin arrives, he can go to the grassland to find them, after all, time is running out, and he is still worried about Shangguan Yuting's safety.

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

A storm has revealed its primordial hideousness.

......

......

The heavy snow on the grassland comes and goes quickly.

At dawn, the swan-like snow had disappeared, but the heavy snow that had fallen overnight still covered the grassland with a thick layer of snow, enough to engulf the part below the adult's knee, and the dead grass was covered with snow, and as far as the eye could see, a world covered in silver, under the early morning sun, the silver brilliance, somewhat dazzling, flickered on the snowfield.

Jiang Qiubai slept until he woke up naturally.

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

"Alright, it's time for us to go again. He looked at the vast snowfield, and the expression on his face was calm, not at all excited by the grassland wonder that appeared in front of him.

Shangguan Yuting was slightly shocked.

Born in the West Qin Mountains area, she is accustomed to seeing the lofty mountains and blue forests and seas, how have she ever seen such an endless, silver-covered ice field, the kind of picture of the world and the world are white, it is simply impossible to help but produce a kind of broad-mindedness.

At this time, Shangguan Yuting had completely calmed down.

Although Jiang Qiubai forcibly plundered her here, along the way, I have to admit that Jiang Qiubai is a very polite and graceful man, at least he takes good care of her, and he never has any blasphemy.

Many times, Jiang Qiubai behaves like a personable and elegant scholar, and he is a very attractive man.

The two left the hill.

Without the protection of Jiangqiu Baiyu Field, the hills were quickly swept by the cold wind, and the snow layer covered them, and the flowers, plants and trees that had bloomed overnight were pressed by the cold snow of this ice wind, and they soon froze, withered, and died...... Eventually, it was covered in snow.

Shangguan Yuting turned around and couldn't help but feel sorry in her heart when she saw this scene.

Along the way, the wind and snow followed.

Although the snow in the sky has not stopped, the winter wind on the grassland has blown like a knife, rolling up the snow on the ground, freezing the sky and freezing the ground, and a heavy snow has made the originally vibrant prairie enter a difficult long winter.

After more than an hour, the two of them came to a relatively flat valley.

Snow flooded the col.

There are grassland herders racing against time to clear the snow, countless livestock are covered under the snow layer, and there are felt tents crushed by the snow, and in front of some collapsed tents, there are crying herders, and the corpses of herders who still die in the cold and blizzards......

Shangguan Yuting is now a congenital cultivator, especially the cultivation of [Innate Gong], so that her body physique is improved, and the cold and heat are not invaded, so she has no special feeling for low temperatures, she just felt that this wind and snow are rare and beautiful, and the endless grassland shocked her even more, however, at this moment, she saw the corpses of dead herdsmen, saw collapsed tents and yurts, and saw those animal husbandry who were in great pain......

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

The time of hunger and cold has come.

The blizzard is a severe test for any tribe on the grassland.

Jiang Qiubai directly showed his strength, dispersed the wind and snow in this valley, saved the cattle and sheep that were crushed under the snow, and even dozens of herdsmen who were frozen and not completely dead were also rescued.

The grateful herdsmen knelt on the ground, as if they were sending off a god, and sent Jiang Qiubai away.

And along the way, in the next day, he encountered more than a dozen tribes that were hit by a blizzard, Jiang Qiubai did not hesitate to help, and helped the herdsmen very patiently, even the most humble and weak barbarians, they would also get his help......

This was different from many saint-level figures that Shangguan Yuting had heard of.

In almost all countries, regions, and most of the long history of the Shenzhou Continent, the saints are all immortal figures who are high above and sit on one side of luck, they control the long river of history, grasp the rise and fall of dynasties, care about the general trend of heaven and earth, and focus on the long river of luck...... They basically never care about the life and death of weak individuals, even if it is a big country, a dynasty, or even a torrent of history, it is actually composed of individuals.

Saints are merciful.

The saint is ruthless again.

However, there has never been a saint in Shangguan Yuting's hear, like Jiang Qiubai.

Along the way, Shangguan Yuting saw that Jiang Qiubai had a god-like lofty status among the herdsmen, and it could be inferred that this was not the first time Jiang Qiubai had done this kind of thing on a whim, but that he had been doing it for a long time in the past......

"Thank you, God of Immortality. ”

"The wolf god favors you. ”

"Long live the Wolf Temple. ”

"In the next life, I will be the people of the wolf god. ”

Countless herdsmen crawled at Jiang Qiubai's feet.

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

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

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

Shangguan Yuting did not speak.

In the Western Qin Empire, after the heavy snow in winter, of course, there were also things that froze to death, but that was an exception and a minority, the Qin people liked snow because the snow scene was beautiful, and the ice and snow in winter could bring sufficient moisture to the crops in the coming year.

In the savannah, however, snow and ice bring disaster, which seems to be the norm.

Sometimes, after a heavy snowfall, a small tribe disappears from this world......

Nature is cruel.

A wolf howl could be heard ahead.

In the depths of the snowfield, white figures, like lightning, shuttled between heaven and earth, and large groups of white steppe wolves galloped on the ice and snow, like lords and elves in the snow.

They encountered a pack of wolves.

"White wolves? Jiang Qiubai was also slightly surprised.

The grassland is dominated by green wolves, which is the result of nature's derivation and elimination, green wolves can be perfectly integrated with the grassland, with the cover of this grass, to hunt prey, and the white wolf is very eye-catching on the grassland, only when the winter snow comes, the white wolf will become the master of this world.

With the strength of him and Shangguan Yuting, he is naturally not afraid of wolves.

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

The only exception is the white wolf.

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

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

However, this time, Jiang Qiubai felt a hint of surprise.

Because, on the grassland, there has never been such a huge pack of white wolves, and as far as the eye can see, there are tens of thousands of white wolves, like an army, marching in an orderly manner.