The snowfield stretched as far as the eye could see.
The snowstorm this winter was more violent than in previous years. Less than a day after the first snowstorm, the second snowstorm swept across the vast prairie.
Flying in the sky, Guo Yuqing looked down at the vast expanse of whiteness and showed a compassionate expression.
As a man who once lived on the prairie, he deeply understood what such a snowstorm meant to the prairie people. People only knew that the people on the prairie were satisfied with their thick skin and thick flesh, but they didn't know why they did that. In such a harsh natural environment, the reproduction of the race was the most important thing. In the deep winter, after a few months, the population of the prairie would drop by about a third.
That was also why the prairie people were so eager and coveted the land of the Western Qin and the Northern Song.
Because they also wanted a fertile land to carry on their race, so they didn't have to struggle in such a barren and harsh environment and watch their relatives leave the world again and again because of the extreme cold.
The struggle for survival resources had always been the most eternal theme of the outbreak of war.
That was a difficult problem. For thousands of years, no one had been able to solve it. On the contrary, the hatred between the prairie people and the Western Qin and the Northern Song became more and more irreconcilable.
But Li Mu didn't think so much.
He was thinking about how to find Shangguan Yuting in the boundless snowfield.
Things were a little more complicated than he imagined.
Shangguan Yuting did wear some jade pendants and other ornaments, which Li Mu had gifted her before. Those ornaments could provide her with some aura as clues. However, after they entered the pasture, those auras all disappeared. Obviously, they had been isolated by someone. The one who could do that was, of course, Jiang Qiubai, the master of the Wolf Temple, one of the Nine Superbs in the World. Li Mu was not surprised that the Sage could do that.
Li Mu also used some searching magic and used some of Shangguan Yuting's personal belongings as a guide to find her. But unfortunately, he only found her intermittently.
Jiang Qiubai's cultivation and fearsomeness were far beyond any opponent Li Mu had ever met. For a moment, Li Mu didn't know where to start.
But Guo Yuqing hadn't been to the prairie for a long time, so he didn't know some changes on the prairie.
"The exact location of the Wolf Temple is not fixed. It is constantly changing. Therefore, I can't find its current location." Guo Yuqing was melancholy. He had left for so many years. Now that he came back, he found that things had changed. The brothers who had fought side by side with him in the past were scattered everywhere like smoke and fire. It was hard for them to meet again. Moreover, since he had sworn an oath to leave the pasture, he had cut off the karma between him and the Wolf Temple. He could no longer sense the existence of the Wolf Temple.
The two of them flew above the snowy plains, searching.
Two days ago, they left Longcheng Pass.
The ten cities and nine counties in the border area of the Western Qin were now in ruins. Although the royal family and the military had taken action, it was almost impossible to recapture the border cities at once. It was not as easy to mobilize the troops for war. Not to mention that the emperor of the Western Qin was still in closed-door training. The allied forces of the Northern Song, the prairie, and the mysterious force that attacked the border area of the Western Qin seemed to have received some support. They became tough again and did not retreat even though Lord Taibai of the Western Qin showed up in the border area.
Fortunately, there was a peerless famous general in the border area of the Western Qin Empire — Li Yuanba the Domineering Demon Halberd. So, they managed to maintain the situation of defeat. Big and small battles were still breaking out everywhere. The allied forces and the border army of the Western Qin were locked in a stalemate.
Twenty years ago, in the 67th year of Emperor Qin Ming, Li Yuanba the Domineering Demon Halberd, one of the four legends in the 42nd imperial examination of the Western Qin Empire, had become the commander-in-chief of the border army. In addition to the garrison troops in the ten cities and nine counties, he also had 400,000 soldiers in the Heaven Inspire Army, who were the best of the elites in the border army. After they went to the battlefield, they maintained a fifty-fifty situation.
Under such circumstances, in the border army of the Western Qin, countless people hoped that Li Mu, as the Sage-to-be of the empire, could stay in the ten cities and nine counties to stabilize the situation. Li Yuanba's deputy general also came to invite Li Mu to go to the Heaven Inspire Army in person, but Li Mu refused. In the incomprehensible eyes and doubts, Li Mu left the border area and went east to the prairie for private affairs.
He blocked the army of a million soldiers with a broadsword. On this trip, he gradually disappeared.
As a noble of the empire, he did not bravely go to the national crisis. That made Li Mu's reputation start to be criticized.
But would Li Mu care?
He never had a sense of belonging or identity to the Western Qin Empire.
When the second prince wanted to kill him, Li Gang wanted to make use of him, the Supervisory Department withdrew the appointment document halfway, and the crown prince also wanted to use him to appease the possible anger of the emperor … Did they want him to go to the national crisis with the title of Lord Taibai in name only? What a joke!
Li Mu only cared about the relatives and friends around him.
"Those schemers?
"Screw them."
In the boundless snow, the two flew in the sky.
Li Mu's Broadsword-commanding Skill was unparalleled in the world. But he could not use it to his heart's content. Because every time he passed, he had to overlook the earth with his spiritual force and Third Eye to look for the clues left by Shangguan Yuting. Once he was within ten miles from Shangguan Yuting, he could accurately sense her location without being blocked by Jiang Qiubai's Sage means.
The prairie was vast. In terms of its size, it was even larger than the area of the Western Qin Empire and the Northern Song Empire combined.
In the snowstorm, Li Mu's eyes were as wide as copper bells. Then, his mid-brows opened, and a beam of divine light shot out, which was like a human searchlight.
"Eh? I seem to have met an acquaintance. "
Li Mu suddenly sensed something.
About a hundred miles away, on the snowfield, a battle was unfolding.
"That seems to be the territory of the Moon-shooting Tribe." Guo Yuqing also sensed it. He looked up and saw through the wind and rain.
…
…
A hundred miles away …
A war suddenly broke out.
Tie Muzhen, the chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe, held a long saber in his hand and was bathed in blood. Together with the warriors of the tribe, he rushed to the forefront of the battle. The blood spread on the snowfield and dyed the snow red. The howling of wolves, killing cries, roars, and screams were mixed with the whistling of the north wind. It was a little unreal, but death had really come to this valley.
It was a surprise attack, which happened half an hour ago.
The sneak attackers from the tribe under the control of the Spider Shrine were discovered at dusk. Under the cover of the wind and snow, they killed their way into the temporary sheepskin defense circle of the Moon-shooting Tribe. The battle broke out in an instant. The number of attackers was not large, but each of them was a master. With the help of the demon spider guards, they soon killed a large number of Moon-shooting Tribe warriors.
"How dare you violate the rules set by the Wolf Temple and attack the grassland tribes in winter?" Tie Muzhen shouted.
On the grassland, there was an iron rule for survival. The Wolf Temple, which ruled the grassland, forbade any grassland tribes to attack each other in winter. For thousands of years, that was an iron rule that could not be violated, in order to ensure the continuity of the grassland tribes and avoid the tribes that were troubled by the cold winter to be wiped out by the fighting between the tribes. But now, that surprise attack obviously broke that iron rule.
"How dare someone go against the will of the Wolf Temple?"
Every warrior of the Moon-shooting Tribe felt extremely angry.
The battle was extremely fierce.
Temujin, leading his personal guards, continued to charge and kill, and finally managed to stop the losing battle.
"Hand over the mental cultivation method of the Heart Heavenly Shoot and the Gold Sun Magic Bow. Otherwise, there will be no Moon-shooting Tribe in the world from today on."
A short figure, like the god of death, broke through the wind and snow and landed on the battlefield.
Under his feet, he was stepping on a ten-meter-high giant spider from the white snowfield. With a casual sweep of the giant spider's sickle-like claws, dozens of elite warriors of the Moon-shooting Tribe were cut into minced meat.
"The master of the Spider Temple?" Tie Muzhen's pupils suddenly shrank.
Since last year, the power of the Spider Temple on the grassland had been expanding rapidly. It competed with the Wolf Temple for believers and controlled dozens of tribes. It was said that the Spider God worshiped by the Spider Temple had shown his true body and had the strength to challenge the Wolf Temple, the hegemon of the previous year. He had set off several wars on the grassland. In the past year, more than half of the hundreds of tribal conflicts on the grassland were related to the Spider Temple, which made the grassland alliance that was originally peaceful internally bloody.
The old chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe was killed in a tribal conflict set off by the Spider Temple.
Not long after Tie Muzhen rescued Guo Qinyan, the Virgin Goddess of the Wolf Temple, from the Chang 'an Prefecture of the Western Qin, he succeeded as the head of the Moon-shooting Tribe and ruled the entire tribe. He was determined to take revenge, but the power of the Spider Shrine was expanding too fast. After suffering several defeats, he had to recuperate and even moved the tribe several times. Unexpectedly, in the snowstorm, the Spider Shrine took the initiative to attack him.
Seeing the master of the Spider Temple, who was said to be able to control the giant spider, Tie Muzhen realized that the most dangerous moment had come.
The master of the Spider Temple was now the second strongest on the grassland, second only to the master of the Wolf Temple. It was said that he had escaped from the master of the Wolf Temple several times, and with the protection of the extraterrestrial demons, he had killed more than a hundred grassland experts and tribal leaders. It was also said that as long as he showed up, no matter which tribe it was, it would be destroyed.
"Kill!"
Tie Muzhen turned into a ray of light and directly rushed to the master of the Spider Temple.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot."
The master of the Spider Temple shot out a green light from his hand.
Boom!
Tie Muzhen flew backward in the air and spat out blood.
The gap between the strength of the two sides was too big.
"Those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die … Go to hell." The master of the Spider Temple was cold and ruthless. His face was hard to recognize, and he was extremely cruel. He directly controlled the giant spider to stab at Tie Muzhen with its giant sword-like feet, trying to cut him into pieces. The warriors of the Moon-shooting Tribe tried to stop it, but it was difficult for them to resist the random sweep of the giant spider, and they flew backward like broken snowmen.
Swoosh!
A golden arrow suddenly burst out from the battlefield, stirred up the flying snow, and with a boom, one of the giant spider's giant feet was directly shot and burst like an ice sculpture.
The strange aura of the arrow lingered for a long time.
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