At the end of November, the entire Barrier Alliance had entered winter. A large number of supplies were being transported into the strongholds in preparation for the winter, and the plants on both sides of the streets were starting to turn yellow and wither.
However, something strange happened in Stronghold 61. In the past, the creeper vines would lose all their leaves during winter, leaving only bare vines behind. But this year, the creeper vines were lush and lush. As the weather got colder and colder, it did not seem to be affected at all. In fact, it even spread to a wider area and decorated the residential buildings in that area beautifully.
When many people in Stronghold 61 heard about this, they went over to watch. Those in the Wang Clan who liked to bootlick reported this to Wang Shengzhi and told him it was an auspicious sign. It showed that Wang Shengzhi had managed the Wang Clan's stronghold too well. Everyone had food to eat and clothes to wear. That was why the Heavens had bestowed such an auspicious sign upon them.
Wang Shengzhi laughed it off.
The refugee workers who were building the railways and highways in the Northwest were still busy working. The increasingly cold weather did not seem to affect them much. Everyone was already used to it, and this was far from the coldest period of the year.
But the Northern Grasslands were already covered in ice and snow. That was outside the Barrier Alliance and bordering Stronghold 176.
Stronghold 176 was also independent and did not belong to any consortium. However, they were not as famous as Fortress 178 usually. This was probably because they rarely encountered foreign enemies.
The howling wind blew across the grasslands. Not only were huge snowflakes falling from the sky, but even the accumulated snow on the ground was blown into the air before being replaced by new snow.
The entire world was gloomy. The dark clouds in the sky looked like a black dragon roaring, and the snow would never stop falling.
On the grasslands, thousands of huge wolves were advancing eastward in the snow. Every once in a while, some of the wolves in the pack would head to the periphery, while the wolves who had been fighting the wind and snow on the periphery would return to the center of the pack to warm up.
After The Cataclysm, the weather had always been bad. Even the thick fur of these wolves could not withstand the cold.
The wolves continued moving eastward, leaving long footprints in the snow before they were covered up by the wind and snow.
Among the wolves, Yan Liuyuan sat on the back of the wolf king. His body was wrapped in thick layers of leather, making him look like a "fatty". This was the only way he could barely keep warm.
The leather was peeled off by Yan Liuyuan and Xiaoyu after the wolves hunted their prey. Due to the fact that there were fewer humans in the northern grasslands and their distribution was extremely scattered, the number of other creatures was increasing rapidly. As such, the wolves did not have to worry about finding food here.
When Yan Liuyuan saw that winter was approaching, he began to collect the fur of his prey. Because he did not have a needle and thread, he could only hastily wrap it around his body.
Behind them, there was a pack of wolves carrying rolls of dried fur on their backs. That was Yan Liuyuan's current "asset".
Yan Liuyuan calmly turned his head and looked to the side. Sister Xiaoyu was also sitting on the back of a wolf like him. Sister Xiaoyu asked, "Liuyuan, are you cold?"
"I'm not cold." Yan Liuyuan pulled off the fur scarf and said with a wry smile, "Sister Xiaoyu, you've already wrapped me up like this, so how could I possibly be cold?"
At this moment, they saw a faint yellow light in the distance. The orange color seemed to have some warmth in this gloomy world.
"It should be a small tribe of nomads from the north. Let's start with them," Yan Liuyuan said. Then he patted the wolf king he was sitting on. "Come on, let's go over there and have a look. Maybe we can get some staple food to eat. Eating meat every day is getting a little annoying."
With that, the pack of wolves started running on the snowy ground. As the 1,000 wolves galloped, the fur on their bodies turned into waves in the strong wind. It was an extremely spectacular sight.
There were dozens of tents in the small tribe with fire pits burning. There was a small black iron pot cooking something above the fire pit. It was gurgling and sounded very textured.
But the people sitting in the tents were suddenly shocked. They could hear other strange sounds in the wind and snow outside.
Right after, a sharp wolf howl pierced through the strong wind and pierced everyone's ears.
The undulating howls scared the shepherds in the tents. They often came into contact with wolves in the north, but they had never seen such a large wolf pack before.
Someone shouted from the tent, "Protect the horses and sheep! Don't let the wolves disturb the livestock! Quick, take out the guns from our tribe!"
As he spoke, the tribe's leader took out an old pistol from his waist. He lifted the tent's curtain and was about to rush out to scare the wolves away.
The wolves in the northern grasslands would naturally retreat as long as a few shots were fired and a few of them were injured.
But this time, as soon as he ran out of the tent, he was stunned on the spot. He saw countless giant wolves standing quietly outside the tent. The giant wolves were even bigger than the grassland wolves. They looked like cows!
The tribe's leader was so scared that he stood rooted to the spot. He knew very well that the wolves in front of him were different. He was afraid that no matter how many shots he fired, it would be useless.
He had seen wolf packs before, but he had never seen such a large and numerous wolf pack. This was not a force that they could fight against!
The tribe's leader said to the people behind him in a trembling voice, "Take the women and children and leave. The men stay behind to buy some time. When you leave, ride the horses …"
At this point, the tribe's leader was already a little desperate. How could the horses outrun the wolves in this world of ice and snow?
Just as he was ready to die, the terrifying wolf pack in front of him parted to make a path. Two larger wolves were carrying a man and a woman on their backs and slowly walked over.
All the shepherds in the tribe were stunned. They could not understand. Was this wolf pack actually being controlled by someone?
And on the face of the boy sitting on the wolf king's back, there was a silver light flowing through his veins. He looked like a young god.
There had always been legends about gods in the grasslands, but in fact, the shepherds had never really seen one. If the person in front of them was not a god, was there any other way to explain it?
The shepherds behind the tribe's leader were all stunned. In this snowy weather, there were too many unforeseen events that made them temporarily lose their ability to think rationally.
The fire in the tent was shaken by the howling wind outside. Inside the tent, there were women hugging their children tightly and shivering.
The young man on the wolf king's back and the woman beside him looked mysterious and powerful.
But the tribe's leader was still puzzled. Could it be that a god had really descended to the world?
Yan Liuyuan sat on the wolf king and came to the front of the shepherds. He looked down at all the shepherds. When the shepherds no longer dared to look at him, Yan Liuyuan finally smiled and said, "The north is too cold. Surrender to me, and next year, I will take you to the south for the winter."
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