He was certain he would, but our commander-in-chief made absolutely no preparations.

Murong Yun looked at the heavy snow falling all around.

The snowflakes were as large as mats, falling one by one.

"Now is not the time to concentrate our forces. This heavy snow has become a disaster, and no matter what, it won't stop anytime soon."

Our northern border region is located in a harsh and cold place.

Even if this snowfall stops, another one will come soon.

"The snow won't melt until next June."

During this period, we have no need to worry.

The others nodded in agreement.

"What we need to worry about now is how to rescue the eldest son."

"If we can't rescue the eldest son, we won't be able to explain ourselves to the commander-in-chief."

"Alright, let's hurry on our way. This biting cold wind is no place for a human to stay."

The group ran wildly.

White mist billowed from the nostrils of the warhorse beneath him.

No matter how fast they want to run, it's useless.

The snow was getting thicker and thicker, and his warhorse was already panting heavily and trembling after running for less than half an incense stick's time.

There wasn't a single place on the entire grassland to escape the wind and snow.

Murong Jun and Murong Min took out the sheepskin bags hanging from their waists.

This is filled with the finest mare's milk wine.

Everyone tilted their heads back and took a big gulp.

I immediately felt warmer all over.

"We wanted to run, but the horse couldn't keep going."

"If we go down, I really don't know how long it will take to reach the capital."