Lando, a famous philosopher and great writer in history, once said: The aristocracy of the old empire was more intelligent than the commoners at any time, because they had more insight and knowledge than the commoners, but the nobles were mostly stupid, because they were too clever and always put the immediate interests in the most important place, but ignored the great dangers that might come.

—The Autobiography of Terry, Vol. 18

The dark clouds in the sky almost pressed overhead, and the fierce wind blew so that people couldn't open their eyes, and in the fierce wind, cold snowflakes flew all over the sky, blowing on the face of the swift will sting.

The wind and snow were so strong that even the sturdy white horse did not dare to run, and the anxious Terry and Nabu could only come down and lead the horses and walk in the snow with difficulty.

"It's too slow. There is a big city ahead, or Brother Nabu, you will lead the two white horses to the city and wait for me. ”

It has been more than two days since the discovery of the Imperial army, although it is still less than half the distance from the basin.

But this heavy snowfall, the white horse has become a burden, but to let the two of them give up the two beloved white horses, Terry is reluctant, so he has to decide to go alone, let Nabu lead the white horse to the nearby city of Zambunal.

"Okay, Trezab, but don't be in a hurry, after all, this snow is not only blocking our path, but also the Imperial army's journey."

Nabu has always been obedient to Terry's words, so he did not object to Terry's suggestion at this moment, but before parting, he still persuaded with concern.

"Don't worry, Brother Nabu, you are waiting for me in Zambu Nale, and I will go to you when I finish my business."

The two have been together for such a long time, and at this time they suddenly want to separate, although it is only temporary, but Terry is also a little reluctant, but the matter is urgent, Terry can only grit his teeth and hand the reins in his hand to Nabu.

"Alright then, take care. Dear Terezab, I am waiting for your good news in Ayutthaya. May God Jada be with you. ”

When Terry hugged the white horse, Nabu said goodbye to him, led the white horse, turned around and disappeared into the vast snowstorm.

"Hopefully we'll be able to meet again. My dear brother Naboo. ”

Looking at the three dark shadows that disappeared into the snow, Terry muttered to himself.

In fact, Terry asked Nabu to leave, not just because it was difficult for his mount to walk in the wind and snow, but because he actually had a hunch in his heart.

Terry knows very well what he might face when he returns to Mingguang Fort at this time? Although there were Major General and Sean and them, those nobles probably didn't dare to tear their faces with him directly, but it wasn't very safe after all, so Terry didn't want Nabu to accompany him to take this risk.

"Go, what should be faced is always to be faced, and perhaps as Nabu said, the god Jada will be with me."

Although Terry is now an atheist, he prays as if to comfort himself at this moment.

Of course, it doesn't matter if Jada exists or not, Terry has a god-like Yanhuang system.

Of course, there are snowmobiles in the system that can run faster than horses in the snow, but the price is as high as 1,000, and Terry is reluctant to buy it, so he only buys a pair of skis for ten gold coins.

Now the snow on the meadow is half a foot thick, and from here to the basin, the altitude is almost downward, and in this case, using skis is not much slower than riding a horse normally.

Of course, bumps and bumps are always inevitable at the beginning, after all, skiing is a technical job, for Terry, a southerner who has first come into contact with skis, is very unaccustomed, even with systematic guidance, it took more than an hour to slowly adapt.

Prisius has been very happy recently, because he finally has the "military power" in this team, and because he has the second leader in his hands, the batch of cashier's checks that Terry found at the beginning naturally fell into his hands.

With a lot of money as bait, most of the undetermined officers in the army took refuge in him, and from the beginning of covert contact to the current blatant collusion, Prisius's status in Mingguang Castle has risen, and even those nobles with higher titles than him have to look at him.

Today Prisius was very happy, because it was in the morning that he took advantage of the shortage of heating materials in the fort to finally send the nasty Sean, and the unfortunate soldiers who did not take refuge in him, to look for dead wood in the dense forest in the distance.

Thinking of the way those shivered when they searched for dead wood in the cold wind and snow, Prisius's mood instantly improved a lot.

"TNND, why did the snow stop? But it's also good that the melting snow will make those cheap ruffians even colder, and it's fun to think about. But while the snow stops, I can find a few soldiers and accompany me to the dense forest to have a look, I haven't hunted for a long time, and I'm a little itchy. ”

"Who's that, go and call your chief."

Prisius pushed open the door and saw dozens of soldiers clearing the snow in the small square, and immediately waved a soldier and told him to inform his commander.

Most of the soldiers who remained in the barracks were officers who had taken refuge in the aristocracy, so soon, a battalion commander with the rank of major came to Prisius with a dozen heavily armed soldiers.

"Master Dodge, I don't know what you command?"

Although the major officer in front of him looked honest, he didn't look like a revolutionary soldier at this time, but like the doglegs of those aristocratic families.

"You're good, I think you're supposed to be called Ridgevis, take your men, and we'll go hunting."

Looking at the major nodding in front of him, Prisius nodded in satisfaction.

Hearing that Count Prisius actually remembered his name, the major was simply flattered, and his attitude was even more flattering. As soon as Prisius's voice fell, he immediately ran to the soldier, picked out a well-maintained Miller rifle, and graciously handed it to Prisius.

At this time, after two days and nights, Terry, who came by skiing in a hurry, had reached the edge of the basin, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar basin in front of him, Terry's figure sliding forward, or couldn't help but hesitate.

"Forget it, I'd better go in quietly, if I can have fewer twists and turns, just send the news."

After a slight hesitation, Terry muttered to himself, continued to wave the slider in his hand, and rushed down the basin like electricity.

However, things are always full of surprises, and even after a snowstorm, skiing in the basin forest is not as easy as on the grassland, so Terry's speed into the forest naturally slows down.

"Lord Earl, there's a figure rushing over there, it's fast, maybe an elk."

When Terry was less than a kilometer away from Mingguang Castle, a small sound reached his ears, causing his sliding figure to stop.

"Bang"

Without warning, the sound of a lifetime of gunfire came from the dense forest in front of Terry.