The speed at which the situation was reversed was like a nightmare that suddenly stopped halfway. Zong Wei, the Eight-armed Judge, and the soldiers guarding Longcheng Pass, after a long period of shock, all cheered. Their cheers were as loud as a tsunami and could be heard hundreds of miles away.
Then, in large areas of the city, the blood-soaked soldiers and the frightened civilians all knelt on the ground and paid homage to Li Mu.
"A Sage!"
Zong Wei and other high-level generals also knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully, "Lord Taibai."
Li Mu's title of Lord was just an empty title.
But in front of the power of a Sage, the empty title became too powerful.
Li Mu raised his hand and said, "Get up."
Longcheng Pass was successfully defended tonight.
But the mysterious man in golden light did not dare to escape and was captured by the guards of Longcheng Pass.
The battle was over.
As the defending general of Longcheng Pass, the Eight-armed Judge was very experienced. Before dawn, the defense of Longcheng Pass had been fortified, and the reorganization of the garrison was also completed. At the same time, some spies buried in the city, especially those who were related to the Iron Sword Camp, were all uprooted. The Iron Sword Martial Club where Caicai was was also wiped out.
Longcheng Pass was firmly under the control of the border army of the Western Qin.
After a night of fierce fighting, the garrison of Longcheng Pass could be said to have suffered heavy losses. Among the three camps, the Iron Sword Camp almost rebelled and was completely wiped out. The other two camps, the Rank-breaking Camp and the Great Spear Camp, also lost more than half of their soldiers … It was no exaggeration to say that the defense force of Longcheng Pass was less than one-third of the usual.
But the fighting spirit and morale of the soldiers and civilians were not low.
Because everyone already knew that a Sage of the empire was guarding Longcheng Pass.
At dawn, the Eight-armed Judge and other senior officials asked to see Li Mu again.
"The situation is not good. Longcheng Pass is not the only one in the ten cities and nine counties in the border area. Last night, nine cities were attacked, and six of them fell. Four of the nine counties also rebelled. Overnight, more than half of the military towns in the border area of the empire were lost."
Zong Wei said with a heavy expression.
Initially, they had thought the betrayal of the Iron Sword Camp in Longcheng Pass was just an isolated case. But by then, they realized the whole thing was not that simple. It was actually a huge storm that had been planned for a long time. It broke out overnight and swept across the entire border area in an instant. In less than twelve hours, the border area known as the strongest defense of the Western Qin Empire was riddled with holes.
The smell on the back, if one carefully savored it, would make one's heart turn cold.
For the Western Qin Empire, it was undoubtedly a disaster.
That was because the rebel army led by Lord Zhenxi had yet to be annihilated.
Internal and external troubles appeared at the same time.
For any dynasty, this was a sign of imminent destruction.
Zong Wei, the general in charge of Longcheng Pass, had sent someone out to deliver the message, hoping that there would be reinforcements from other military towns. But the news he received shocked him and his subordinates. Hence, he had no choice but to come to see Li Mu, the nominal highest official of the empire, as soon as possible.
Hearing such news, Li Mu was also very shocked.
But he could not stay in Longcheng Pass.
If he could not get Qiu Yin's message before sunset, he planned to go to the prairie with Guo Yuqing first. When Qiu Yin arrived, he could come to the prairie to find them. After all, time waited for no man. He was still worried about Shangguan Yuting's safety.
However, it was foreseeable that the Western Qin Empire would usher in the coldest winter in its history.
A storm had already revealed its primitive ferocity.
…
…
The heavy snow on the prairie came and went quickly.
By the time the sky brightened, the feather-like flying snow had already disappeared. However, after a night of heavy snow, the grassland was still covered with a thick layer of white snow, enough to swallow the area below the knees of an adult. The withered grass was covered with snow, and as far as the eye could see, it was a world wrapped in silver. Under the light of the early morning sun, the silver light was somewhat dazzling, flickering on the great snowy plains.
Jiang Qiubai woke up naturally.
Around him, the grass was green, the flowers were in full bloom, and the vegetation was flourishing.
"Well, it's time for us to set off again." He looked at the boundless snow field with a calm face. He was not at all excited about the wonderful prairie in front of him.
Shangguan Yuting, on the other hand, was a little shocked.
Born in the mountain area of the Western Qin Empire, she was used to the high mountains and green forests. But she had never seen such a boundless world of ice wrapped in silver. The scene where the sky and the earth were all white made people feel broad-minded.
At that time, Shangguan Yuting had completely calmed down.
Although Jiang Qiubai had abducted her here by force, she had to admit that Jiang Qiubai was a very polite and graceful man along the way. At least, he had taken good care of her and never committed any blasphemous acts.
Most of the time, Jiang Qiubai behaved like an elegant scholar, a very charming man.
The two left the hill.
Without the protection of Jiang Qiubai's Force Field, the hill was soon swept by the cold wind and covered by a layer of snow. The flowers and plants that had bloomed overnight were soon frozen, withered, and died under the cold wind and snow … In the end, they were all covered by the pure white snow.
Shangguan Yuting looked back. At that scene, she could not help but feel sorry.
On the way, they were accompanied by the wind and snow.
Although the snow in the sky did not stop, the winter wind on the grassland blew like a knife, rolling up the snow on the ground. The weather was cold and the ground was frozen. The heavy snow made the originally lively grassland enter an unbearable long winter.
More than two hours later, the two came to a valley with a relatively flat terrain.
The snow covered the col.
Herdsmen on the grassland were racing against time to clear the snow. Countless livestock were buried under the snow. There were also yurts and tents that had collapsed under the snow. In front of some collapsed tents, there were weeping herdsmen. They were still saying that they had died in the cold and the snowstorm …
Shangguan Yuting's cultivation was around the Natural Realm. In particular, she had been practicing the Xiantian Skill, which had improved her physique and made her immune to cold and heat. Therefore, she was not particularly affected by the low temperature. Before, she just thought the snowstorm was rare and beautiful, and the boundless grassland shocked her even more. However, at this moment, she saw the dead herdsmen's bodies, the collapsed tents and yurts, and the livestock who were in great pain …
Especially when she saw a little boy, who might have just been a month old, frozen to death in his mother's arms, Shangguan Yuting realized what the snow meant to the prairie.
The time of hunger and cold had arrived.
The snow was a severe test for any tribe on the prairie.
Jiang Qiubai directly showed his strength and dispelled the snow in the valley. He saved the cattle and sheep buried under the snow, and even rescued dozens of herdsmen who were frozen but not completely dead.
The grateful herdsmen knelt on the ground and saw Jiang Qiubai off as if he was a god.
Along the way, in the following day, they met more than a dozen tribes, big or small, that were attacked by the snowstorm. Jiang Qiubai helped the herdsmen very patiently and generously. Even the most humble and weak barbarians would get his help …
He was different from many Sage-level figures that Shangguan Yuting had heard about.
In almost all countries, regions, and most of the long history of the Divine Land, the Sages were high and mighty immortals who presided over the fate of a region. They controlled the long river of history, the rise and fall of dynasties, the general trend of the world, and the long river of fate … Basically, they never cared about the life and death of a weak individual. No matter how big a country, dynasty, or even the torrent of history was, in fact, made up of individuals.
The Sages were merciful.
And the Sages were heartless.
However, none of the Sages that Shangguan Yuting had heard about was like Jiang Qiubai.
Along the way, Shangguan Yuting saw that Jiang Qiubai was as lofty as a god among the herdsmen. She could infer that it was not the first time that Jiang Qiubai did such a thing on a whim, but he had been doing it for a long time …
"God of the Everlasting Heaven, thank you."
"The Wolf God bless you."
"Long live the Wolf Temple."
"I'll be a follower of the Wolf God in my next life."
Countless herdsmen prostrated themselves at Jiang Qiubai's feet.
Along the way, he saved people, moved forward, saved people, moved forward …
Shangguan Yuting's impression of Jiang Qiubai changed over and over again.
"In the cold winter, once snow falls on the prairie, it is the torture and test of life and death. Don't you find it unbelievable?" Jiang Qiubai looked at Shangguan Yuting and asked.
Shangguan Yuting did not answer.
In the Western Qin Empire, of course, there were cases of people freezing to death after the heavy snowfall in winter. But those cases were few and far between. People in the Qin Empire liked snow because it was beautiful, and the ice and snow in winter could bring enough water for the crops in the coming year.
However, on the prairie, snow and ice brought disasters, which seemed to be the norm.
Sometimes, after a heavy snow, a small tribe would disappear from the world …
Nature was cruel.
Wolf howls came from ahead.
In the depths of the snowfield, white figures were shuttling between heaven and earth like lightning. Large packs of white prairie wolves were galloping on the ice and snow, like the rulers and elves of the snow.
They encountered a pack of wolves.
"A pack of white wolves? That's rare. "Jiang Qiubai was also a little surprised.
The prairie was dominated by black wolves, which was the result of evolution and elimination by nature. Black wolves could perfectly blend into the prairie and hunt prey under the cover of the grass. White wolves were very eye-catching on the prairie. Only when it snowed in winter would the white wolves become the rulers of the world.
With his and Shangguan Yuting's strength, they were certainly not afraid of the wolf pack.
Moreover, as the master of the Wolf Temple, he himself controlled the wolf pack of the wolf tribe.
Only the white wolves were an exception.
On the prairie, the white wolves enjoyed a very high status. The herdsmen called them the Wolf God.
The Wolf Temple took the wolf as its totem. To be exact, it took the white wolf as its totem. Because as the master of the Wolf Temple, Jiang Qiubai could not control the white wolf, so he and the white wolf were equal.
However, this time, Jiang Qiubai felt a little surprised.
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