The snow is getting heavier!
Outside Chuanzhong Pass, on a hill, three figures as straight as blades appeared one by one, gazing into the direction of the city walls.
The fierce wind carried the snow like raging tides, roaring across this border cut by Li Daojian, where a few lamps on the city walls bent harshly in the storm but never extinguished.
Suddenly, a muffled rumbling sound came from afar, akin to thunder rolling from the horizon, booming and moving.
Following closely, the heavy city gate cranked open with a low sound.
The next second, the thunder blossomed at the gate, tens of thousands of iron cavalry surged forward like a black torrent, pouring out of the city massively. The iron hooves of the war horses stepped on the snow, swiftly rushing out a patch of mud, while the Iron Armor Cold Light on their backs glistened and the black flags with golden edges flapped loudly in the fierce wind, like black wings.
