Strong winds mixed with snow whipped at the convoy escorting prisoners. Boris wrapped his coat tightly, still feeling cold. What is the climate like north of the North? He used to be curious, but now, he has seen it with his own eyes.

Here, in addition to the wind and snow, it is still wind and snow...... Cold, bone-chilling. In the city of Kislev, there are still spring and summer, but here, it seems that there is only winter. So much so that Boris wondered if the snow on the distant mountains had never melted?

"Hurry up, damn the fat worms, a blizzard is coming. If we don't make it to Fort Karon before dark, we're all going to be buried here!"

The knight who led the team, who was also the instructor of the Great Wall camp, shouted and cursed, as if the team he was leading was not a human being, but a herd of livestock.

Boris looked around and could indeed think so...... Who were the people sent to the Great Wall of the North? thieves, rapists, death row prisoners...... These people fished out of the dungeon were all embarrassed, some with fierce faces, some skinny and skinny, with fear in their eyes...... Boris doubted that these men would still be able to serve as warriors at the Great Wall, and for now, they are indeed like a herd of cattle that have been driven away, with no self-esteem to speak of. But when you think about it, you have become one of them......

A sense of sadness rose from the bottom of my heart, and the chill was deep to the bone.

Boris wrapped his coat tightly, but the rag coat could not stop the cold wind that kept coming. Not only that, but the stench emanating from his clothes was almost unbearable. He had never worn such tattered clothes before, and at least he had a mink coat to keep out the cold. Now, not to mention mink clothing, Mai is not ...... Even the team leader is dressed in plain clothes.

Behind, the pack horses let out a miserable neigh. When the crowd looked back, they saw that the wheels of the carriage were stuck in the sunken ground. Out of Blackhammer Fort, the road became dilapidated, Boris knew that the Great Lord Rhodes was organizing migrant workers to build the road, but he didn't expect the project to be so slow. But it's normal to think about it, the climate here is so harsh that there aren't many hours of time in a year that can be used for construction. Plus without several times the salary, who wants to come here for construction?

"Fat worm, come here, push the car out!"

The captain of the team roared loudly.

A group of people had to turn around and hobbled to the carriage.

Boris followed the crowd to the back of the carriage, and the groom whipped the pack horses and shouted for the others to push the cart. Four or five prisoners pushed the heavy wagons in the back of the car. But Boris doubted that they could really use their strength, and only one of the four or five people was of normal size, and the others looked like walking zombies, weak.

I heard about the Great Wall, and the food was good...... Boris expects this statement to be true...... Otherwise, this group of people and warriors will never be able to connect.

In the wind and snow, the group used all their strength, and finally, the baggage truck was slowly pushed out of the pothole. The crowd continued to walk numbly, and the wind and snow grew heavier and heavier, as if the blood all over their bodies was frozen.

Boris couldn't help but recall Dennis...... Think back to the city of Kislev and think back to my father's mansion with a warm fireplace and delicious meals. There were groups of servants and maids, and when they were hungry and thirsty, they would serve hot food and wine. There, he was the son of a great nobleman with a prominent status. And now, I am nothing, nothing. With a group of homeless people, criminals......

The weather was like that of the hapless crow that made a strange noise, and they saw Fort Caron at the end of their sight, but the wind and snow suddenly grew stronger. The knight who led the team was not wrong, the blizzard was coming, and the night was long. The flames flickered weakly and feebly in the wind, and at last they reached the castle before dark.

However, there is no hostel for a group to rest. It turned out that the instructor meant that when they arrived at Fort Caron, they could rest, but there was no room to rest, so they could only hide in the stables for one night and leave when the blizzard stopped...... The question is, if the blizzard lasts for two or three days? Boris can't imagine spending a few nights crammed into such a filthy stable with a bunch of stinking homeless people and criminals?

He found a secluded corner and sat alone, away from the men. My father once said that in order to lead an army well, you have to deal with the soldiers at the bottom and mingle. However, the ordinary soldiers of the Snow Eagle Legion are much better than these people...... Boris thought to himself......

At least, there were many Powel knights in the legion, and these people, no matter how poor they were, were considered petty nobles. And now this group of people ...... Boris dared to say that there was not a single one of noble births. The highest status, the instructor of the Great Wall camp, is just an ordinary knight. This is the past, and it is not enough for him to practice.

In extreme depression, Boris endured a long night. And the prisoners, no matter how much, they were next to each other to keep warm, until the early morning, everyone's face was slightly bloody. Boris, on the other hand, was awakened from the cold, his hands and feet were frozen, and his rag coat could not keep out the cold at all. He had to learn from the others, find everything that would keep him warm, and stuff it into his coat...... Fortunately, the blizzard stopped at noon the next day.

The climate of the Northland is like a child's face...... Change is what you say......

Stepping on the snow, the team continued north. Through the Black Forest and the wilderness hills, finally, a week later, they arrived at the destination of their expedition, the Great Wall of the North.

Boris was speechless at the first sight of the Great Wall, he knew that the Great Lord of the North, Rod Lawn, was building a wall across the northern border of Kislev, but he did not expect it to be so magnificent and magnificent. It is like a giant dam, standing majestically among the mountains. The walls resemble a natural boulder connecting the two peaks, and upon closer inspection, it appears that the walls are not entirely made of stone, but are interspersed with ice......

The cold winds of the Northland blew against the walls of this cliff day after day, and undoubtedly strengthened it day after day. It seems that it is true that Caroline, the director of the School of Magic, sent the Frost Witch to the north, just to participate in the construction of the Great Wall of the North.

One by one, the team entered the camp, which was also a castle, but without tall stone walls and moats, only low walls, symbolically surrounded. However, it is not surprising that in the face of a huge wall tens of meters high, what is the need to build an inner city defense?

Entering the camp, the crisp sound of swords colliding came to his ears, and Boris saw a group of veterans who had experienced the vicissitudes of life. Each of them wore black coats with hard leather armor underneath, wielding the usual weapons of sword, axe, or hammer. The point is, judging by movement and strength alone, they are not at all inferior to any regular regiment of Kislev.

Everyone's face is engraved with wind marks, which are the marks left by the baptism of wind and frost for many years, just like the scars on the faces of battlefield veterans, which are a symbol of glory.

Boris couldn't help but wonder how these people got to be like this, because they were all criminals, wanderers. Could it be that there is a magic force in the Great Wall that transforms him into this way day after day? Anyway, it can be practiced like this by training alone? Boris doesn't believe it......