Chapter 174 A Myth in the Snowstorm
Silver lightning ripped across the snowfield.
The Snow Wolf King stretched out its limbs, each leap covering several meters. Its back was broad and stable, its thick fur acting like a natural heater, keeping out the cold wind.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
On either side of the silver lightning, several black bears, as tall as black iron towers, were roaring and running wildly.
With their massive bodies acting as heavy tanks, they brutally smashed and crushed snow that was high enough to reach a horse's knees and dead trees that blocked the way, carving out a smooth path in the wilderness.
And in the rear.
Hundreds of giant snow wolves lined up in a fan shape, their steps synchronized and their eyes fierce, like the most loyal royal guards, fiercely protecting the king in the center and vigilant against any potential threats from behind.
Above the sky.
Dozens of golden eagles and vultures circled and cried out, their sharp eyes scanning the surrounding area for miles, forming an impenetrable aerial defense line.
...
Several miles away, behind a secluded snow-covered hill.
Several Northern Rong scouts who had failed to keep up with the main force's retreat and were lucky enough to escape with their lives were huddled in a snowdrift, shivering.
"Listen... what's that sound?"
"It looks like ten thousand horses galloping... Could it be that reinforcements from the Great Sheng have arrived?"
Several scouts cautiously poked their heads out and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
The next second, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets, their mouths were wide open, and they even forgot to breathe.
What did they see?
Amidst the swirling snow, there were no armies, only a vast herd of beasts.
In the very center of the herd, on the back of the giant silver wolf, a man and a woman sat embracing each other, like a divine couple, arriving through the snow and departing in a cloud of dust.
"Eternal Heaven..."
One of the scouts' legs buckled, and he knelt directly on the snow, his teeth chattering.
"A god...a deity has descended to earth!"
"Run! Go back and tell the Great Khan! The Great Sheng is protected by the gods! This battle cannot be fought! It cannot be fought!"
The scouts were terrified and fled in panic toward the depths of the north.
They brought back not only panic, but also something that would soon spread across the grasslands, striking fear into the hearts of the Northern Rong people—
The Legend of the Goddess.
...
On the back of a wolf.
Pei Yunjing was unaware that he had become one of the protagonists of a legend. His entire attention was focused on the person in his arms.
Are you cold?
He lowered his head and wrapped the blood-stained cloak even tighter, leaving only a small opening for Tang Li to breathe.
"It's not cold..."
Tang Li's voice was weak, yet it carried a reassuring languor. She pressed her face against his warm chest, her body rising and falling slightly with the wolf king's running, and she even felt a little sleepy.
Pei Yunjing reached out, took off his gloves, and pressed his warm palm against her forehead to make sure she wasn't losing body temperature before he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
He raised his head and glanced around.
On the left is a black bear leading the way, on the right is a pack of wolves providing escort, and overhead is a majestic eagle guiding the way.
This team has no members.
Yet they were more powerful and more loyal than any other elite force in the world.
An absurd yet extremely heroic emotion surged within Pei Yunjing's chest.
He was the regent, commanding a million-strong army of the Great Sheng Dynasty.
He had seen countless magnificent processions and received the worship of thousands of people.
But……
All of those combined are not as breathtaking as what we are witnessing.
"Oh."
Pei Yunjing chuckled softly and tightened his arm around Tang Li.
Looking at the wild beasts covering the mountains and plains, he felt an unprecedented sense of pride:
In this world, besides the woman in my arms...
Except for his crabapple blossoms.
Who else could possibly equip Pei Yunjing with such a "Beast Guard"?
"Go to sleep."
Pei Yunjing lowered his head and placed a gentle, reverent kiss on the top of her wind-blown hair:
"With them around, this world..."
"No ghosts or gods will dare to approach you again."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com