Looking down at the North Mountain, a little snowflakes began to float in the sky. The snowflakes are very two, as if with a bit of stubborn tenacity, and they will not melt immediately if you hold them in your hand. As Wei Xueying said at the time, the snow in the north is indeed different from that in Chang'an.

The three of them walked to the foot of the mountain, and the four were already covered with a layer of snowflakes, and the snow white was reflected in a little green clothes, and there was an indescribable poetic feeling.

It turns out that this is the Northland, a corner of the northern landscape.

Looking from a distance from the mountain, you can see that under the horizon, there is a more pure white, as if there is no other color in this world, the white is a little dazzling, and it is even more cold and piercing.

Leaving Wangbei Mountain, the snow could already bury their shoes, and the three of them felt that their feet were immersed in a piece of cold water, and they were so cold that they couldn't speak. Fortunately, the nearest town is almost there, and the road is marked with ruts, taking away a lot of snow.

When he walked to the town, Jiang Ning's lips were purple from the cold, and his hands were red, so Jiang Tong was naturally not much better. If Xu Changfeng hadn't had a fourth-order cultivation in the first place, it was estimated that he would have to freeze into a dog in the middle of the road.

It wasn't until the three of them took a hot bath, drove away the cold, and then changed into a plush coat and wrapped it into a big dumpling from head to toe, that the wind and cold could hardly invade them.

A few dozen miles further north, you will see a magnificent high wall that stands strong in the wind and snow. It was built in the northernmost part of the dynasty, and there is no end in sight from west to east, which is the Great Wall of Wind and Snow.

The Great Wall of Wind and Snow has been built since 1,000 years ago, and no matter how many dynasties have changed, the construction of this Great Wall has never stopped. It was not until the Shengshi Dynasty ruled the world that the Great Wall of wind and snow, which spanned tens of thousands of miles, was basically perfected. It was also because of it that the Northland Snow Clan stopped the pace of aggression.

However, these are just remarks from the mouths of storytellers in Chang'an City, and few people have seen with their own eyes what the real Great Wall of Wind and Snow looks like.

This world is too big for ordinary people. Even if a cultivator wants to travel the world, it will take more than half a year.

Du Yuchen stood on the edge of the Great Wall, holding a spear in his hand, looking down at the battle armor under the city that was trampled into pieces by the iron horsemen, the white snow and flesh were mixed together, melting into the underground soil, as if he could smell the smell of blood emanating from afar.

"Commander Du, the Snow Clan has temporarily withdrawn. The herald soldier hurried up behind him and said.

"Let the brethren rest well. Du Yuchen's tone was a little low, and his mood was very complicated.

This is the seventh offensive launched by the Snow Clan since the beginning of winter. Despite the resistance of the Great Wall of Wind and Snow, their raids were mostly at night, and it was just that the soldiers of the dynasty were not good at fighting at night, and they only defended but did not attack, so the losses were naturally somewhat heavy.

Unlike the Dynasty, the Snow Clan has a harsh environment and is almost free to survive in the perennial cold. It's almost a miracle that the Snow Clan survived. It is also because of this that they are brave and good at fighting, with unique skills, and infinite sharpness of hands and feet.

Even if it is

A woman who thinks that you are young has the power to bind the jackal, you can imagine how strong this must be.

This is also since ancient times, no matter which dynasty unified the Central Plains, it was difficult to resist the attack of the Snow Clan. Although they are a small group, they have developed over the years and have a large population base. And the timing of their invasion is also very particular.

The spring cold is onslaught, and the autumn and summer are harassed.

This will not only give them time to relax, but also not give the dynasty a chance to breathe. As a general of Dongjun, Du Yuchen has witnessed the tragic battle of the Great Wall since he was a child.

Every day, soldiers die, freeze to death, die in battle, or die of serious injuries.

The colder the place, the more difficult it is for the seriously injured soldiers to heal, and the distance from Chang'an is separated by a snowfield, and supplies will always be delayed because of the heavy snow blocking the mountains.

"What's the casualties?" Du Yuchen noticed that someone was approaching behind him, and subconsciously turned around and asked.

Tang Yunqing was wearing battle armor and stared at Du Yuchen with a heavy face, "Three hundred were seriously injured, and one hundred were killed in battle." The Snow's seventh offensive was our heaviest casualty since the beginning of winter. ”

Du Yuchen was silent, the three hundred soldiers who were seriously injured could survive until tomorrow spring, and it is estimated that half of them were already lucky. As for the 100 who died, they will remain here forever and become the souls of the Great Wall.

"Some people say that the reason why the Northland is white is because the snow that flows into the soil eventually turns into blood. Snowflakes are actually another kind of flowers on Huangquan Road, which can only be seen by walking upside down. Du Yuchen turned around and looked at the territory of the dynasty, and his eyes showed endless vicissitudes.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Yunqing asked suspiciously, "Since you went to Chang'an, I feel that your whole person has become very strange." ”

"Have you ever been to Chang'an?" Du Yuchen suddenly sneered.

Tang Yunqing shook her head, like Du Yuchen, she has lived in Dongjun since she was a child, and Chang'an will always be just a big city that exists in rumors. In their eyes, there is only the rain in the eastern county, the snow in the north, and the guns of the dynasty.

"Chang'an is very good......," Du Yuchen said, "the people there eat the most delicious food in the world, wear the most gorgeous clothes in the world, and live the most comfortable life in the world." ”

Tang Yunqing listened to Du Yuchen's words and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. She had the impression that the storyteller in East County said the same thing. Chang'an is good at everything, eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, living in a red wall and high pavilion, wearing a silk jade robe, it is a paradise on earth.

"But not everyone can do that. Du Yuchen continued, "In Chang'an, there are still many people who are not as good as the slaves of the Snow Clan. ”

Tang Yunqing raised her head and blinked at the endless white snow outside the Great Wall, as if what language was being spoken in this white world under the sky. She didn't know how those people in Chang'an lived, but she knew what kind of life the slaves of the Snow Clan lived.

"The Snow Clan has never

Stop being fanatical about the Central Plains, and I don't know if one day, they will really cross this city wall and enter that heavenly city, whether they will have a feeling of disillusionment. They fought hard, and the place they came to was like this. Du Yuchen said.

"That's enough, don't say it anymore!" Tang Yunqing took a deep breath and shouted in a low voice.

"If I don't say it, won't they ever know?" Du Yuchen waved his spear and pointed at the red snow outside the Great Wall, "For whom is their blood shed?"

"Those dead soldiers, if one day they knew that Chang'an, which they were desperately guarding, would be like this......"

Bang dang!

Tang Yunqing drew his sword, and in an instant, he picked up the steel gun in Du Yuchen's hand, and the steel gun fell to the ground and rolled down the slope for a short distance before stopping.

Du Yuchen was stunned for a long time, he raised his head, and he didn't know whether to look at the sky or Chang'an.

"I'm tired, so I'll go back first. He stepped forward, bent down to pick up his spear, and disappeared at the end of the Wall.

(End of chapter)