The Princess of Northern Land

A drop in the bucket cannot solve the fundamental problem. Three days later, when the snow stopped, the temperature was so low that even if you took a breath, it would freeze into ice. The sustained low temperature caused some injured soldiers to lose their lives.

Bayar was so busy that he had nothing to do.

On the fifth day, the sun came out, but the snow was still deeper than the knees, making it impossible for the army to move out.

On the night of the sixth day, the gate of the border town quietly opened. Of course Chu Suifeng and Si Jinhan, who loved to hold grudges, firmly remembered their hatred of the Northern Kingdom's sneak attack on the city. When they got the opportunity, they started crazy revenge.

Because the weather is too cold and the snow is too deep. No one would have imagined being in such bad weather. Soldiers from the North will come out to attack.

Except for the soldiers guarding the boats used to cross the river, there were almost no people outside the North Kingdom's tents.

The soldiers who were accidentally released to guard had already found shelter and made a fire to keep warm.

Wearing a white leather jacket and a white cape, even his hair was wrapped in the cap of the cape. The soldiers in the North completely blended into the vast snow.

Si Jinhan was a member of the sneak attack team.

Sneaking into the enemy camp quietly, a soldier wearing northern clothes came quietly.

The team members were startled, but Si Jinhan raised his hand slightly to stop them.

"The food and grass are in the back camp that turns left." The person approached and said in a low voice.

"You leave here, go downstream, and wait in the woods five miles away." Si Jinhan's voice was also low, and he handed him a white leather jacket and cloak.

After the other party took it, he quickly put it on and whispered with concern, "Third Young Master, be careful, the defense over there is quite tight."

Si Jinhan nodded and began to row toward the rear camp with more than fifty people.

The skis glide on the snow without making any sound.

The person who reported the news saw their leaving figures and quickly walked away.

Si Jinhan and others quickly found the place where food and grass were stored according to the route. The group of people crouched in the snow, completely blending into the snow. Even if there were people guarding the food and grass at this moment, no enemies would be observed coming in.

"What the weather, it's too cold." A soldier walked back and forth, complaining constantly.

"No, I don't know when I can go back?"

"I heard from the people above that the National Advisor does not agree to withdraw the troops, but the general is willing to take the brothers back."

"We are the general's people, so the national advisor does not care about our life or death."

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Involving their own safety, the casual topic attracted many soldiers to gather together.

Si Jinhan seized the opportunity and led his men quietly around behind the guarding soldier, then stood up suddenly.

The guarding soldiers did not dare to stare at the snow for a long time for fear of going blind. But in just a blink of an eye, there was a group of people in front of him. He was about to ask loudly who they were when he felt a chill on his neck, and then he couldn't feel anything at all.

Before he died, his eyes were filled with surprise.

Other black-armored soldiers also quietly killed the surrounding guards.

Thanks to God's blessing, many soldiers went to the campfire to keep warm.

Si Jinhan and others didn't expend much effort, and even lighting torches here did not arouse the suspicion of the soldiers over there. In this extremely cold weather, it is normal to light a fire to keep warm.

It's a pity that Si Jinhan and the others are not here to warm themselves by the fire. The lit torches were held by the black-armored soldiers. They poured the waste oil brought by the gourds on the grain and grass, and then lit them one by one with the torches.

The fire suddenly became brighter.