Dayong has a famous saying: Yong people do not need tall city walls, and there are no robbers and enemies in the territory of Yongguo.

At first glance, there seems to be nothing unusual about this sentence, but after thinking about it carefully, you know how proud Yongren is, and it is the arrogance that is burned into the bones. For the Yongguo who has been expanding its territory, it is a very stupid thing to build a strong city, Dayong has no borders, where there is wind, there is the Tongri banner, and the place where the flame chariot can reach is the city wall of Yongguo.

Like Dayong, Yan does not need to rely on cities and fortresses to resist the invasion of the enemy, except for the Frozen Fort, which is located in the northernmost part of Yan Kingdom.

The source of the glacier is a narrow strip of land, like a graceful girl, with the valley of the wolf's teeth at the feet, and the slender thighs along the valley of the wolf's teeth to the south, and then there is a wider plain, which is the girl's buttocks, then the slender waist, the firm breasts, and finally the source. The Frozen Castle was built right at the source.

It is impossible to test the year it was built, some people say that it was built in the period of the ancient god king, when the glacier was not frozen, and the iceberg was not chiseled by the Beidi people, there was no wolf tooth valley at all, and the end of the world was here. The legendary White Wolf King was born in the Frozen Castle, whether it was a witch or a priest, or a prophet and a servant, they all told the world that the White Wolf King was a benevolent god king, and his brilliance shone in every corner of the land of Zhongzhou, and everyone should respect him and serve him with a pious attitude, so that the world forgot that strictly speaking, the White Wolf King was actually a Beidi person.

The city wall is as high as 20 zhang, very thick, inside is a whole line of bluestone, the stone crevices are watered with sticky frozen soil, and the outside is a mirror-like smooth ice layer, under the invasion of thousands of years of cold wind and bitter snow, the thickness and hardness of that layer of ice wall are staggering, and some people even say that even if the Burning Sky Fire Phoenix flies here, it will be helpless, because the flame is not enough to melt it.

"It's a big turtle that squats on the source of the glacier and buries its head in the glacier."

There was a great deal of snow in the sky, and the old priest stood on the wall, and the wind and snow fell on his face, filling the potholes and wrinkles. The emblem of the White Wolf King is a snow wolf, which towers above the city walls, and the old priest stands in front of it with his hands folded, staring at it. The whole sculpture is snow-white, and I don't know what kind of material it is carved from, it up its ears and looks at the north, its eyes are very calm, as if it is thinking about something.

"Merciful White Wolf King, thank you for your guidance and for your kindness."

The old priest muttered to himself in the wind and snow, his posture was not pious, and he did not prostrate on the ground when facing the only god king of the Beidi people. For the Beidi people, the White Wolf King is a proud and humble god's residence, proud that the White Wolf King once took his people to open up a huge world in the land of Zhongzhou, in that heaven and earth there are four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and the humble thing is that at the last moment, the White Wolf King bowed his proud head to the king of the gods, and the king of the gods is the great god of Haotian. Therefore, it is the ancestors, not the white wolf king, who enjoy the sacrifice.

"Great fortress, great god's house."

Huli stood beside the old priest, he was also looking up at this majestic sculpture, the north wind whistling over its head, but it could not blow the fluff on its neck, its limbs were thick and powerful, its front paws pressed against the city wall, its hind buttocks squatted slightly, but it was not an attacking posture, and there was a trace of sadness, a trace of worry, and a trace of confusion in its gentle eyes.

"What do you see?"

Standing in front of the White Wolf King, the old priest was no taller than his claws, and he was covered in thick furs, and the snowflakes fell on the fur, piled up layer by layer, making him look like a groundhog hiding in a snow cave. The old priest was not asking the White Wolf King, but about the fox Li, and the sculpture could not speak.

"I didn't see anything, I only knew that the north was a vast snowfield, everything was buried, and no one or animal could survive there. ”

"yes, there's no going back."

"Although the Great Shrine faces north, the Frozen Fort was not built to defend against the Beidi, its front is stronger than the back, it can withstand the wind and snow, and it can also withstand the 150,000 army from the south. The people of Beidi will eventually see spring. ”

"There is no spring in the source of the glacier, and the meaning of the fortress's existence is both to defend and to be breached."

"That's because it's defenseless, and the stronger the fortress, the more defenseless. That's why you were able to climb this impossible city on a snowy night, and take it under the watchful eye of the White Wolf King. ”

"Fox boy, are you scared?"

"What am I afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of death."

The old priest wiped a handful of snow from his face and looked at Hu Li coldly: "You Chinese people pay attention to Xinnuo, but the people who betray Xinnuo are always you Chinese people. We returned as we were told, but you withdrew from the south. ”

Hu Li looked at the old priest's scrutinizing gaze, his expression was calm, but his eyes were very sad, almost exactly the same as the eyes on the sculpture, he thought, maybe I understand why the White Wolf King bowed to the Great God of Haotian, but I can't say it, because no one will want to believe it, the truth is often hurtful, and lies will make people gain strength temporarily.

After a long time, the old priest turned his head: "If I were you, I would run away and go to the back of the sculpture." You know, there's a secret passage underneath this fortress that leads to the outside. While it's still blocked, let's go, you're still young. ”

"I'm not going to run away. The Beidi people are about to perish, but they are not perishing. ”

"Prophecy is sometimes just a hope."

"What's the point of living if there's no hope?"

"Your teacher must be a man who does not learn and does not know how to learn, didn't he tell you that there is only hope if you live?"

"My teacher told me that only people who are religious enough will hear God's voice. I've never heard of it, but I believe it's out of sight. Perhaps, it was not God's will, but my thoughts. ”

Huli looked at the goose-feathered snow, the sadness in his eyes was gone, and it was replaced by perseverance and determination. He had completely distinguished whether he was a Chinese or a Beidi, he was wearing a wolf skin that the king of Beidi had peeled for him, eating fish from the glacier like Beidi, holding a rudimentary weapon, and climbing the wall of the frozen castle.

"Fox boy, you're already a Beidi."

The old priest untied the fur on his chest and threw the wine bag that was warm from his chest to Huli: "Drink, drink heartily, when you are drunk, you will be able to see your thoughts." ”

Huli took the wine bag, drank it in a big gulp, the wine that was as strong as a knife warmed his chest, melted the snow on his cheeks, for the current Beidi people, wine is an extremely precious thing, he did not waste it at all, put the last drop of wine into his mouth, took a sip of wine, and then threw the wine bag back to the old priest, turned to the front, buried by the heavy snow 'zigzag' wall ladder walked, while walking and said: "I am a fox Li, not a fox, not a Beidi person, I am a witch official, but not a pious person, I can feel sadness." , but cannot bring sorrow to a place where there is spring. ”

The execution ground was set up in the center of the fortress, a high platform used to worship heaven and earth, and the king of Beidi sat on the platform, his hands supporting his chin, and no one knew what he was thinking. There was a dense crowd of people in the audience, men and women, old and young, they watched Huli walk down from the city wall, under the cover of the tall city wall, he was so small.

"Fox, fox!"

A hairy boy screamed at Huli, he wanted to run to Huli, but was hugged by the woman behind him.

Hu Li recognized him, this kid is the son of the king of Beidi, only six years old, very stout, Hu Li once taught him to identify the stars in the sky, and also ran with him on the ice and snow field, they held hands to catch fish from the glacier, and grilled fish together, Hu Li also taught him to sing, sing the poetry of the Chinese people. Strictly speaking, this hairy boy is Huli's apprentice, and he also respects Huli very much, although he also calls Huli a fox.

"Fox, fox."

Huli walked through the crowd, and the old people looked at him, their lips trembling, and they all remembered that it was Huli who brought them out of the realm of death.

"Fox ......"

The young women called out softly to Huli, and the women of the Beidi people turned around without shedding tears like the men, but today, Huli heard the low sobs in the crowd. Hu Li knew that it must be the girl named Ghost Fang Xian who was crying, she had always had a crush on Hu Li, she was not like a Beidi woman, she was very shy, and would only look at me with a pair of big watery eyes, but I am a witch official, a witch cannot marry a wife, and now I am going to die.

"Fox!"

The warriors lined up in a circle under the stage, wearing armor and swords hanging from their waists, all the trophies of the frozen fort, and with the intervention of the fox, they expelled the surviving soldiers of the fort, but crashed into the armory. However, they were wrapped in fur on the outside of their armor, thick fur, and even their swords were wrapped in fur, as if they were afraid that they would freeze. They looked at the fox gratefully, their eyes shining with heat that melted the snow.

Huli smiled and walked up to the high platform.

The king of Beidi raised his head and looked at him: "You can argue for yourself. ”

"It's already happened, winter is coming, and there's no point in arguing."

"Huli, you are my brother, always will be."

"Thank you, you'll see spring."

This is the first time that the king of Beidi has called Hu Li's name, and Hu Li also knows that this is their last communication, and his head will be cut off and hung on the flag, watching the bloody battle between the Beidi people and the Yan people.

Everything has lost its meaning.

Hu Li untied the tiger skin armor from his body, placed it on the snow, and then turned around and walked towards the executioner. The executioner was Ghost Fangtu, Fox Li's best friend, and he carried a huge sword in his hand.

"Rest assured, although this sword is not as good as a hammer, it is very sharp, and you will not feel the slightest pain."

"Thank you."

Hu Li walked to the opposite side of the ghost map, puffed out his chest, and faced the giant sword with his neck.