In the middle of the night, Chen Senran finally saw a little distant light through the car window, and he knew that his destination had arrived.

"We're here." Chen Senran lowered the curtain and looked at Karthas, who was sitting on the side with his eyes closed and meditating, his expression did not relax because he had reached the end, but frowned.

"Are you worried?" Karthas still hadn't taken off his large black gauze hat, and his head moved, as if to open his eyes and glance at the window.

"I'm worried." Chen Senran lowered his head and glanced at the little Anne in his arms, the little girl had fallen asleep, the cold night of the snowy mountain made her tremble a little in her sleep, he pulled a thick blanket and covered her petite body, "The news that Murphy gave us is that they have retreated to the place where we will need to travel for about two days to reach, but now we are only on the road in the middle of the night. ”

"Galen is not such a weak and bully fellow, I have fought him a few times, and he must have withdrawn so quickly to get some respite. After all, the previous offensive of the Snow Mountain Alliance was too ferocious. Karthas opened his diary of his expeditions and began to read it with relish, "Besides, I'm not used to camping in the snow, so it's not too bad. "Karthas had clearly done his homework on the situation in the north, and he could see it clearly at a glance.

"That's ...... say" Chen Senran squinted his eyes and was silent for a while, in fact, since he entered the snow mountain, he felt that something was wrong with his mental power, but this kind of thing was not very easy to say, so he didn't say anything more in the end, but put his eyes back on the little Annie in his arms, and the thick blanket finally made the little Lori sleep more peacefully, no longer trembling.

There was a long silence in the carriage, except for the intermittent sound of Calthus's flipping books.

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, and it seems to have a tendency to submerge the entire world. The road began to become more and more difficult to walk, and Lao Du, who was driving, raised the horsewhip fiercely, and the sharp technique made the horsewhip make a dull pop in the cold air.

The carriage struggled along. The lights in front of him grew brighter and brighter, and I could already see the watchtower standing very high in the distance, and a dazzling magic lamp shone down from above, reflecting countless times in the vast snow, illuminating the entire gray-white carriage in detail.

Trumpets sounded, and horses' hooves sounded from the camp.

A stone's throw. A long steel arrow with a feather was shot from a high place with a strong bow and slammed into the ground in front of the carriage.

The carriage stopped. Four horsemen galloped quickly to the left side of the carriage, and just wanted to shout loudly but were interrupted by Chen Senran.

"Be quiet." Chen Senran opened a gap in the car curtain and showed the token.

After the inspection, the carriage drove unhindered into the depths of the camp and stopped in front of the tent.

Chen Senran walked down with little Anne and Karthas in his arms and entered the big tent of the Chinese army.

They were received by the man who delivered the letter to Chen Senran.

"Galen isn't there?" Chen Senran frowned again, in the middle of the night, the boss was not in the camp, this was not too good news.

"There is a very important matter, the general himself went." The man who delivered the letter was as tough and cold as ever, and his words were simple and clear.

"What's the matter?" Chen Senran wrapped the thick blanket tightly, and the cold wind blowing when he got out of the car just now made Xiao Lori seem to have signs of waking up.

"Military affairs." The cold and tough man paused, and then said, "I have no comment. The one-sided and indifferent answer was full of death-threatening taste.

"Please go and rest first, and I will let you know when the general returns." He said after that.

Chen Senran nodded and began to walk out, he also knew that this guy in front of him only obeyed Galen and military regulations, and even if he killed him, he would not get any news.

"It smells weird." Karthas, who had never said a word from beginning to end, suddenly looked away from his expedition notes when he followed Chen Senran out of the tent, raised his head and looked at the boundless darkness covered by heavy snow in the distance, and said a word.

Just before Chen Senran could react, a pulling sensation of spiritual power instantly came from that direction, pricking every nerve in him, and the pain made him stumble and almost fall, as if something had torn his spirit back to life at that moment.

"Komori Sen...... It's so cold......" The little girl was finally woken up, she muttered a dream, and drilled hard into Chen Senran's arms.

"Well, it's so cold." Chen Senran said a little distractedly, and subconsciously tightened the little girl's head, but his eyes were staring at the distance.

There, there's something that's been tugging at you.

What is it exactly?

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Galen lay quietly in the snow, waiting for an unknown enemy in the dark snow. His breathing was steady, his eyes were calm, and his hand on the hilt of his sword was not loose or tight.

It was the best state of battle, and he believed that he could smash the head of the ugly guy with all his hands and feet with a single sword. Because he smelled the smell of blood that had not yet dissipated in the cold air.

Galen is a nostalgic man, which has something to do with his past as a ranger, he always likes to drink old wine, stroke his old sword, and miss some old friends in an old tavern that he hasn't seen for years. So he would feel sad when he thought of so many good men who had followed him from his hometown and disappeared silently into this damn snowy night, because it was equivalent to losing a lot of old friends at once.

So he rejected Ash's offer to ambush him in the distance and let his other old friends be bait, and he must lie down here, wait, and take revenge.

This is an out-and-out naïve idea, for a man who has already become a general. But, this has to be done.

Galen took a hard breath, letting the smell of blood fill his chest, and he felt a slight excitement, like when he first avenged a friend who died tragically at the hands of a group of thugs more than a decade ago, he kicked open the door, and a man raised his sword and yelled at everyone: You are all going to die. The same.

You're going to die, too. Galen pondered silently, looking at the dark night.

As the snow grew heavier, he clenched the hilt of his sword, but his mind was on ......

Ash must be aiming an arrow at his head right now.

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Once upon a time, there was a man who could only write novels, and he wanted others to like him who could only write novels. I was inexplicably sad to see this sentence tonight.

Tired of writing. Good night.