At midnight, Chen Senran finally saw a faint light in the distance through the car window, and he knew he had arrived at his destination.

"We're here." Chen Senran lowered the car curtain and looked at Karsus who was sitting on the side, probably meditating with his eyes closed. His expression did not relax because he had reached the end, but instead frowned.

"Are you worried?" Karsus still didn't take off his huge black gauze hat. His head moved, as if he opened his eyes and glanced at the car window.

"I'm worried." Chen Senran lowered his head and glanced at the little Annie in his arms. The little girl had fallen into a deep sleep. The cold night in the snowy mountains made her tremble in her sleep. He pulled a thick blanket and covered it with her.

"The news Murphy gave us is that they have retreated to a place that would take us about two days to reach, but now we only have to travel in the middle of the night."

"Galen is not such a weak guy. I have fought with him several times. He must have retreated so quickly to gain some breathing time. After all, the Snow Mountain Alliance's previous offensive was too fierce." Karsus

He opened his adventure diary and started reading it for the first time with gusto. "Besides, I'm not used to camping in heavy snow, so this isn't too bad." Khalsa

Si has obviously done his homework on the situation in the north and can see it clearly with just one glance.

"That's what I said..." Chen Senran squinted his eyes and was silent for a while. In fact, he felt something was wrong with his mental strength since entering the snow mountain, but this kind of thing is not easy to say, so in the end he did not say anything more, but

He turned his attention back to little Annie in his arms. The thick blanket finally made the little Loli sleep more peacefully and no longer tremble.

The carriage fell into silence for a long time, with only the intermittent sound of Karsus turning the pages of a book.

The snow outside was falling more and more heavily, and it seemed to have the tendency to submerge the whole world. The road began to become more and more difficult to walk. Lao Du, who was driving the car, raised his riding whip hard, and his sharp technique made the riding whip sound in the cold air.

There was a dull explosion.

The carriage moved forward with difficulty. The lights in front of it became brighter and brighter, and a very tall watchtower could be seen in the distance. A dazzling magic lamp shone down from above, reflecting countless times in the vast snow.

The entire gray-white carriage is illuminated in detail.

A trumpet sounded, and the sound of horse hooves sounded from the camp.

A shot of arrows. A long steel arrow with feathers was shot down from a high place by a strong bow and plunged into the ground in front of the carriage.

The carriage stopped. Four riders quickly came to the vicinity of the carriage. They were about to shout but were interrupted by Chen Senran.

"Keep your voice down." Chen Senran opened a gap in the car curtain and showed the token.

After the inspection, the carriage drove smoothly into the depths of the camp and stopped in front of the tent.

Chen Senran hugged little Annie and walked down with Karsus and entered the Chinese army's tent.

The man who received them was the man who delivered the letter to Chen Senran.

"Galen is not here?" Chen Senran frowned again. The coach was not in the camp in the middle of the night. This was not good news.

"There is something very important, and the general has gone there in person." The man who delivered the letter was as strong and cold as ever, and his words were simple and clear.

"What's the matter?" Chen Senran wrapped the thick blanket tighter. The cold wind blowing when he got off the car just now made the little Loli seem to be waking up.

"Military affairs." The cold and strong man paused and then said, "I have no comment." The simple and indifferent answer was full of a feeling of despair.

"Please go and rest first. I will notify you when the general comes back," he said at last.

Chen Senran nodded and started to walk out. He also knew that the guy in front of him only obeyed Galen and military regulations, and he would not get any news even if he killed him.

"What a strange smell." Karsus, who had never said a word from beginning to end, suddenly left his adventure notes when he followed Chen Senran out of the tent. He raised his head and looked at the boundless darkness covered by heavy snow in the distance.

Said something.

Just before Chen Senran could react, a pulling feeling of mental power instantly came from that direction, stinging every nerve in him. The pain made him stagger and almost fall, as if

At that moment something tore his spirit apart and resurrected it.

"Xiao Sensen...it's so cold..." The little girl was finally woken up. She muttered something in her sleep and burrowed into Chen Senran's arms.

"Well, it's so cold." Chen Senran said a little absentmindedly, subconsciously tightening his grip on the little girl, but his eyes were fixed on the distance.

There, there is something that keeps pulling on me.

What exactly is it?

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Galen lay quietly in the snow, waiting for the unknown enemy in the dark snow. His breathing was gentle, his eyes were calm, and his hand on the hilt of his sword was neither loose nor tight.

This was the best state before a battle. He believed that he could definitely chop the head of that ugly guy with all his arms and legs with one sword. Because he could smell the smell of blood that had not yet dissipated in the cold air.

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Galen is a nostalgic person, which is related to his past experience as a ranger. He always likes to drink old wine, stroke his old sword, and miss some old friends he has not seen for many years in an old tavern. So

He would feel sad when he thought of so many good guys who followed him from his hometown and disappeared silently into this damn snowy night, because that was equivalent to losing many old friends all at once.

So he rejected Ashe's proposal to ambush in the distance and let some of his other old friends serve as bait. He must lie down here, wait, and take revenge.

This is an out-and-out childish idea for a man who has become a general. But this must be done.

Galen took a deep breath and let the smell of blood fill his chest. He felt slightly excited, just like when he first avenged a friend who died tragically at the hands of a group of gangsters more than ten years ago.

Kicking open the door, a man raised his sword and shouted at everyone: You are all going to die. Same.

You are going to die too. Galen muttered silently, looking at the dark night.

When the snow fell heavier and heavier, he squeezed the hilt of his sword tightly, but what he was thinking about was...

Ashe must be aiming an arrow at his head now.

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Once upon a time, there was a person who could only write novels. He hoped that others would like him who could only write novels. When I saw this sentence tonight, I felt inexplicably sad.
Chapter completed!