12 p.m. the day after tomorrow.

Beihai Wang.

Pushing his body lower, Vicor slowly walked through the bushes as he crouched. Slowing down all movement as much as possible, the snow crow was careful not to make a noise in the grass: he was now very close to the enemy army, and it would be dangerous to expose his position.

This sluggish action lasted a full three minutes, and he finally reached the end of the bush. Nervously looking to the right for cover, he frowned in annoyance: unlike what he had expected, there was not a single rock or bush that could help him get closer to the enemy.

Gritting his teeth, Vicol slightly ripped back the leaves and stared carefully at the enemy troops who were waiting a few hundred meters away—a small hill blocked his view, preventing him from seeing the rear of the army.

It seems that it is impossible to sneak in from here...... Noticing that the enemy patrol sentry was approaching this side with great vigilance, Vicol pressed himself even lower, almost lying on his stomach on the snow. Sensing the difficulty of the operation, the Sentinel took a deep breath and clenched the badge on his chest: "I have to do it anyway." Only by completing this mission can I enjoy this honor with peace of mind. Otherwise, the title of snow crow will keep me breathless......

Damn, why has the snow fog become so small at this moment? His plan to rely on the snow fog to infiltrate was completely disrupted, and the snow crow felt extremely annoyed: if the snow fog was very thick, he could hide in it and easily bypass the enemy's sight. But the visibility is so high, those ice rock people can easily spot me.

Complaining about the weather, Vicor lay motionless on the ground, waiting for the patrol to walk away. When the few enemies who had been chatting loudly finally left, he breathed a sigh of relief and reconsidered his next move: it was wise not to bring his companions, and it would be extremely difficult to infiltrate alone in this new situation.

Now I can only pray for the blessing of the dragon god...... Pinching the emblem hanging from his chest, Vicol felt a heavy and glorious sense of mission: his success or failure today may be related to the lives of thousands of soldiers. Speaking of the seriousness, it is even related to the survival of the entire Beihaiwang Town and the two cities. Inspired by this, Snow Raven felt a surge of strength in his heart: This mission must not fail in my hands.

Feeling craving cigarettes again, Vicol swallowed and touched his pipe in his pocket. Reminding himself to take his hands away, the Snow Raven was annoyed that he hadn't smoked Enis's special tobacco before he acted: he couldn't smoke it here, the smoke would reveal his place. And it's still snowing heavily, and it's a question of whether matches can ignite tobacco.

The surrounding terrain was too empty, and Vicol had to take refuge behind a small hill. Within line of sight, it was to approach the only cover available to the enemy. In addition, if you are careful, you can climb to the top of the hill to keep an eye on the enemy through the highland view and locate the siege weapons - although there is little hope, the Snow Raven still hopes that the Icerock Man did not bring a catapult. Otherwise, in the process of burning it yourself, it is very likely that you will lose your traces and die.

To be on the safe side, the snow crows continued to crouch, listening to the patrol's footsteps. It wasn't until it had completely disappeared in front of his left that he picked up the bushes, erasing the footprints left behind, and crouched backwards toward the hill: doing so slowed down movement, but it was necessary. There's plenty of snow right now, and a slight wipe of the footprints will make them cover up with snowflakes in a few moments, and you won't notice anything unusual without looking closely – the snow will still look so smooth as if no one had ever stepped on it.

However, as soon as he approached the hillside, another patrol came from behind again from the bushes in the right-hand direction. With a tremor in his heart, Vicol looked to the left in a panic: the group of soldiers who had left before was also approaching this side.

Oh no, there are two teams of enemies going this way at the same time...... There was no time to withdraw the bushes, and Vicor lay down on the spot in a hurry, motionless. Completely close to the snow, Snow Eagle lowered his hood and felt cold.

As long as these people don't get too close, they shouldn't be able to spot me...... Clenching his fists, Vicol thought to himself: his clothes were snow-white, and once he lay in the snow, he would blend with the snow.

The footsteps of the two groups of enemies drew closer, and soon they both stopped beside the snow crows. The tense atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and Vicol tensed his body, trying his best to stay still.

The short exchange of tens of seconds between the members of the two teams made Vicol feel extremely long. The snow crow shuddered as the snow swept through his neck and shook - damn it, he was in too much of a hurry to lie down and didn't pull his collar properly.

I don't know if it's due to psychological suggestion, but he seems to be able to clearly feel that his body is rapidly losing body temperature. Enduring the extreme cold, the snow crow subconsciously prayed to the dragon god for protection: If these damn fools don't leave quickly, I'm afraid my whole body will freeze!

Eventually, they ended their "long" conversation and left in opposite directions again. Listening to the sound of footsteps fading away, Vicol finally calmed down and took a breath. Eager to get up, he quickly shook off his snow-soaked clothes and tightened his collar. Not daring to hesitate, the snow crow forced his stiff body to move and speed up to the bottom of the slope.

However, what he didn't expect was that as he approached the bottom of the slope, a man in a scout costume paced down the hillside. Hurriedly leaning down, Vicor decided to repeat his old trick and get through the trick again.

However, it seems that he is moving slowly, or he is too close. The man's footsteps stopped instantly, then sounded incredibly fast, and got closer and closer to Vicor.

He might have found me...... Gritting his teeth, the snow crow did his best to keep his body still: this guy is just too much of a problem...... Even if he hadn't noticed me, he would probably have to go back to the top of the slope for a while. Rather than risk being found out and kill him at that time, it's better to do it now. A large area of the area was blind to the enemy, and no one would notice it except for the two patrols who had already gone away.

Listening carefully to the footsteps to calculate the enemy's distance, Vicol grabbed his ankle the moment he was just approaching, and pulled with force. The man lost his balance for a split second and fell to the ground. To prevent him from shouting, the snow crow immediately rolled to his feet and strangled the enemy with his left arm.

Desperately trying to rip his arm open, the man's breathing became more and more rapid, and finally he fainted after a few moments. Looking around vigilantly, Vicol made sure he was still breathing and dragged him into the bushes to avoid detection. Helping him pull up his clothes to avoid the cold, the snow crow crouched down and walked back to the hill.