She made the right decision. The South could no longer hide, and if she wanted these Canaanites to live as human beings, she had to lead them to her homeland of Degas.

Although it was a place that Viklico had wanted to leave countless times, she knew that in Degas, where medical care was better and resources were better, these innocent people would be safe.

And to get to Degas, which is located in the northern realm, you must cross the treacherous snow-capped mountains of Sinai.

"The snow-capped mountains are far from being as beautiful as they seem."

Rather than saying that, Draenor prefers to believe that things that seem beautiful on the surface have a cruel side to them.

Every time they went deeper into the snowy mountains, the howling cold wind became more and more harsh, and the speed of everyone's movement became slower.

"It's just autumn, and the snow-capped mountains haven't reached their coldest yet, but it's enough for us to bear."

Vicky seemed unaffected by the cold, and when she saw Hedwin shivering in the cold wind, she draped the worsted black coat she had taken off from Rhyndry.

"I'm fine, take care of the others first." Hedwin was about to take off his trench coat.

"The people here are either soldiers or navigators, and you're the only doctor who knows proper medical skills, so dress for it." Vickily Ke says,

"There are still a few hours to go over the top of the mountain and get ready to go down, so you have to maintain your strength, and now is not the time to get emotional. You Canaanites are warm in blood, and afraid of cold. The Misareans are a little colder, and it doesn't matter to this extent. ”

Hedwin nodded and reached out to tighten his coat, burying his face in the black down of his collar.

Food was scarce and equipment was poor, and everyone endured the bitter cold to approach the top of the mountain step by step.

Mount Sinai on the continent of Vlaktu acts as a natural wall, separating the northern realm from the central and southern regions. Most of it was incorporated into the realm of the Nikanlos Empire.

To the north of the mountain are the three major states of Degas, Xingli Creek and Sukan Litan, while in the central and southern part are the cantons of Vansaylila and Hermanstat, the only state-level city in the gorge.

The scene in front of Draenor couldn't be more familiar. Just a year earlier, the Yaridan Empire had broken through the border line and invaded Eichenryde, and within three months, the resistance in Aichenryde had been shattered.

At that time, the main army, including Draenor, was also forced to retreat step by step, and was finally driven into the snow-capped mountains in the south of the territory of Eichenryde. On the snowy mountains, they struggled desperately in the palm of death until they were finally captured. Only sixty of the original 600-strong legion survived.

The crowd now included the remaining ten soldiers of Draenor and Vekirico, who were the last hope to make it out of the snowy mountains.

"The sky seems to be darkening, which is not a good sign." Draenor said as he looked at the marble-like clouds approaching.

"We can't go any further, we need to find a cave to escape the night." Vicrily said as she pulled out the map from the scroll.

A few young men who were scouting the wind in the rear came on horseback.

"Hawkins sent someone to chase him down the mountain, what are we going to do?"

"Damn it!" Draenor immediately pulled out his binoculars, and indeed, less than six hundred meters away, the group of heavily armed thugs was riding towards the mountain.

"Vicky, you and Hedwin take the wounded and the girls and go the way they came." Draenor pointed to the top of the hill and said,

"Young and not afraid of death, come with me!" Draenor gathered his men.

"Wait, bring this." Vikili can toss a scroll at Draenor.

"Remember to turn around and run northwest, we meet in the cave marked on the map!" Vikirico shouted to Draenor that she was the only one who could lead everyone out of this icy hell now.

Draenor slipped the scroll under the saddle, nodded to Vicilico, and sped down the hill with eight soldiers.

"Let's move on, we have to climb over the snowy mountains to find the cave before the blizzard comes!" Vicky said as she flung the reins and led the people on horseback.

Two hours later, everyone finally crossed the snow-capped mountain and walked to the relatively gentle northern slope of the snow-capped mountain.

The wind blows from the northeast to the southwest, and if you can find the cave on the map facing northwest, you won't be affected by the blizzard too much.

The cold wind became more and more presumptuous, and Vikli could barely hold the scroll of the map. The people were huddled on horseback, and even the eyelids of the horses were covered with hoarfrost from the cold wind.

After walking about four or five kilometers over the peak, Viklik finally saw the cave on the back of Mount Sinai. She hastened to take the wounded and the girls into the cave.

"Hedwin, you take a few men with less injured injuries first, and you may find some branches nearby to make firewood, a snowstorm could come at any time."

Vickylico said to Hedwin that she and the others had settled the wounded one by one, checking their temperature and mental condition.

The girls also collected some clean snow from around the cave and put it in the unloaded saddle for drinking water.

But the snowstorm in Mount Sinai could last for a day or two or even a week, and even with plenty of water, it would be unrealistic to guarantee that no one would die in such a situation without a stable source of food.

Draenor had brought the most reliable manpower to attract the attention of the enemy, and now all the burden fell on Viklico alone. She felt like a slender man, pulling a boat with a dozen lives on board and struggling to make it to the shore, and if she slackened, the whole boat could fall apart, and those innocent people would fall into the water and die.

There will be no particularly long snowstorms on Mount Sinai in the autumn, and if you calm down and think about it, the worst possibility is that everyone will be hungry for about two days. The men brought back a lot of firewood, and the girls collected enough snow to keep warm and have a good water problem.

To the north, Mount Sinai has a relatively gentle slope, and it is less than two kilometers down into the wooded area, and there are plenty of hunters who can hunt it. As long as you make a few simple bows and arrows to hunt some animals, the problem of food can be solved.

Vicky calmed down and gradually regained her confidence. It is imperative to ensure that the largest group of workers is brought back safely first. About five hours had passed since Draenor and his party had gone down the mountain, and the clouds had completely sealed the sky like concrete, and there was no way to tell if it was day or night.

The hurricane roared at the mouth of the cave, making it impossible to take a single step.

But Vekily had to get out, and even though the people in the cave were out of the blizzard's threat, Draenor and the others showed no sign of returning. By the time Blizzard stops, it's too late, and only Vickyly, who is relatively unthreatened by Blizzard, will have a chance to go out and retrieve the group.

A blizzard has arrived, and it wields countless sharp blades at everything, like a god of death that has cornered people.

Viklico stood at the entrance of the cave and put on her coat, and she heard what Heidwin seemed to be saying behind her back, but the voice was long since drowned out by the arrogant wind.

She didn't have time to turn around to say goodbye, and took a step towards the snow-filled hillside, looking for traces of Draenor and the others.