Ivanov was completely stunned by the news from Lake Khuvsgul. The grain and grass for the winter were completely burned, and the remaining grain and grass of hundreds of thousands of troops would be used up in about ten days at most. Is it strange that the compatriots who are already angry because they have been forcibly relocated do not tear themselves to pieces.

And the news that came immediately made Ivanov even more uneasy, more than a million Juyanhai soldiers and people have poured out of Juyanhai, within three days, won dozens of towns and cities, large and small, nearly 100,000 old Mao army lost their lives, and this million army is coming towards the royal court.

The burning of grain and grass in Lake Kusugul was enough to shock Ivanov, who never imagined that the army of the Juyanhai would launch a large-scale attack in this ice and snow. You must know that under this ice and snow cover, even war horses can't help but slip, let alone so many armies travel!

Hua Yingchun was pursued all the way by Xuan Qi's main army, and he was already embarrassed, and he didn't know how many corpses of old Mao soldiers were left along the way, until he retreated across the Tule River, which eased the situation slightly. It's just that the food and grass that followed were insufficient, and finally Hua Yingchun couldn't sit still anymore.

When the news that Hua Yingchun had traveled north along the Thule River with more than 1,000 soldiers and most of the grain and grass reached the royal court, the angry Ivanov scolded and had to start thinking about the retreat. Even if you don't want to retreat, the army with only two or three days' rations may not be able to survive this harsh winter. Today, Ivanov only hopes that the army will hold out until it meets the grain and grass that has been escorted from the west of the Ural Mountains on the way to retreat.

The 400,000-strong army struggled in the ice and snow for half a month, but retreated to the shore of Lake Baikal. The grain and grass have long been used up, more than 50,000 war horses have been turned into rations, and countless veterans who have lost their war horses can only follow the army, walking on heavy legs, and the road home is still so long.

As long as you cross the Sayan Ridge, you can enter the city of Irkutsk, and the army can take a little respite and get a temporary rest. The mountain road was covered with snow and ice, and it was extremely difficult to walk, and the army, which had been walking for several hours, was advancing at an extremely slow pace, and they all moved forward cautiously, as long as they turned a short corner of the mountain, the road would be much better.

With a bang, a sharp arrow burst out of the air, shot three feet in front of the old hairy soldier who was walking in the front, and sank into the snow, and the startled horse man stood up, almost knocking the old hairy soldier off his horse. The old Mao soldier, who was in shock, felt a pain in his chest, and a sharp arrow had been shot into his chest.

Sharp arrows rained, shot out of the dense forests on both sides of the mountain road, densely covered the entire mountain road, the old Mao soldiers fell down one by one, after a period of panic, they began to organize a counterattack, the entire mountain road that stretched for more than ten miles, sharp arrows flew sideways, harvesting a fresh life. The frightened war horses galloped in all directions, crashing like headless flies on the mountain road, and countless old soldiers died under the iron hooves of the war horses.

After Xuan Qi shot the last sharp arrow in his hand, he put away his longbow, pulled out the saber behind his back, and rushed down the mountain road with a wild roar. The sound of the saber breaking bones came, and an old Mao soldier was split into several sections obliquely by Xuan Qi from head to arm, and countless Ju Yanhai soldiers who rushed down instantly drowned dozens of old Mao soldiers in front of him.

The soldiers of Ju Yanhai, who have been resting for more than half a day, are not at all something that the tired old soldiers can stop, and every moment passes, countless lives will be completely ended. Xuan Qi looked at the position of the old Mao soldier from a distance, countless personal soldiers protected Ivanov, advancing with difficulty, there were people everywhere, so that every step forward for Ivanov was extremely difficult.

A saber pierced into the chest of one of the soldiers, pulled out in an instant, and slashed through the throat of the other soldier, and when the blood spurted out, it was already inserted into the lower abdomen of the other soldier. Xuan Qi's wrist flipped, and the pro-soldier who was stabbed in the lower abdomen fell down screaming, and was instantly trampled into meat sauce by countless pairs of feet surging up.

The brave Xuan Qi jumped up from the ground in an instant, and at the same time that the saber slashed a head, he had already rushed forward a few feet, and kicked his toes on the head of a pro-soldier. The sound of the skull shattering came, and Xuan Qi had already rushed out more than a zhang again, and he was only five or six zhang away from Ivanov.

Bordjivich, as one of the squad leaders of Ivanov's personal team, was blocking between Xuanqi and Ivanov at the moment. Seeing that Xuan Qi was getting closer and closer, Borjivic shouted, pushed away a subordinate in front of him, danced the giant axe of more than 100 catties in his hand, and rushed towards Xuan Qi.

Xuan Qi's knife slashed on the handle of the giant axe, but it was a shock, his hand was slightly numb, and when he withdrew the saber, he saw that the blade was slightly rolled inward, and the axe handle was obviously made of fine iron. Xuan Qi was stunned for a moment, Borjivic had already chopped off with an axe, and he was less than a foot away from the top of Xuan Qi's head.

Xuan Qi's body was slightly to the side, but he just happened to bump into a pro-soldier who pounced on him, and the saber slashed across the waist of the pro-soldier, and it was already instantly turned behind the pro-soldier, and he pushed forward with his hand. The soldier was injured in the waist, and the pain was unbearable, and he was pushed by Xuan Qiyi, and immediately rushed forward.

The giant axe fell from the sky, and in the frightened eyes of the soldier, it was already slashed straight above the head of the soldier. Borgivic was stunned for a moment, but saw a sharp blade coming out of his lower abdomen, blood flowing down the blade, dripping to the ground.

Xuan Qi pulled out the saber and stabbed Borgivic's back again, and with a stir, the wound on Borjivic's lower abdomen instantly expanded, and Borjivic watched his intestines flow out of the wound, and he threw himself on the snow, splashing snowflakes all over the ground. Several pro-soldiers showed horror in their eyes and subconsciously stepped back. The moment the first warrior in the army fell, these pro-soldiers instantly lost the confidence to block the god-like existence in front of them

Xuan Qi turned around, and his white clothes were already splashed with blood. When the saber was raised again, the front was empty in an instant, and there was no one to shoot again. Xuan Qi rushed forward quickly, and instantly rushed into the crowd, and the unavoidable pro-soldiers had to muster up their courage and face Xuan Qi's saber. The sharp saber continued to bring blood flowers in the crowd, and one by one the fresh lives fell.