Chapter 330 Skiing and winter swimming? Jin Yuji arrives
He Jiang's boots touched, and a faint sound was heard, quickly drowned out by the howling north wind. These boots were specially made for him by He Zhaojun. Hidden within the mechanism on the soles were two extremely sharp natural diamonds.
The ice here was not thick enough. When He Jiang walked around the crowd under the pretext of patrolling, he had already dug many dents on the ice. But just now, snow like catkins flew all over the sky, quickly covering up the traces he left.
He stood up and gazed towards Yumen Pass. This might be his last look. For some reason, He Jiang didn't feel the tragic feeling of impending death. Instead, he felt a little regretful, wondering if he had brought disgrace upon the He family.
Thinking of this, he looked around and saw the Hun generals sitting together in groups of three or four to rest. He Jiang clenched the spear in his hand. The next moment, he raised the spear high and smashed it hard towards the dent that had been carved out long ago.
"Bang!"
This sound startled everyone. Seeing He Jiang's movements, they instinctively drew their swords and rushed towards He Jiang, who was not far away. One of them shouted, "Stop! This is very dangerous!"
But He Jiang turned a deaf ear to this. He held the spear in both hands and smashed it hard on the ice, two, three times. The enemy's butcher knife was already swinging towards his neck, but He Jiang had only one thought in his mind: not let anyone leave this ice field.
Finally, the river water, which had not yet frozen solid, encountered the gap he had dug. The seemingly indestructible ice surface shattered into pieces under the tip of his gun, swept by the rapids, and splashed up in an instant.
Within the circle carved by He Jiang, all the ice collapsed. The unprepared Zhizhi Chanyu and his men watched helplessly as everyone fell into the cold river water.
No one cared to kill the traitor He Jiang. The cold water in the river was enough to shackle everyone's movements. Many people even held their breath in the sudden chill, sinking without a struggle.
He Jiang was at the center of the circle, and he didn't even have any room to resist, so he grabbed the lapels of the two Xiongnu generals, and the three of them wrestled and sank into the river together.
Slowly, a trace of blood drifted along the water, and was soon submerged by the rapids and disappeared. He Zhaojun hurried over and saw this scene. She ran forward in disbelief, wanting to find her brother.
"You can't go! The ice is too thin and will collapse!" He Yong stood on the shore, stopped He Zhaojun from a distance, and hugged her around the waist. How could he not worry about his son, but he couldn't lose He Zhaojun again.
He Zhaojun felt as if her throat was being cut by a knife. She shouted at He Yong with all her might, "Father! I can swim. I'll be fine. I'm going to save my brother!"
But no matter how hard he kicked and hit, He Yong refused to let go. He was already in tears, with a layer of ice on his eyelashes: "Son! My son!"
Even if He Zhaojun didn't go, several members of the He family's army had already taken off their outer armor and stepped onto the ice, despite the severe cold. However, before they took a few steps, the ice shattered. If they hadn't been tied with safety ropes and rescued by people on the shore, they would have been unable to get out.
"Get out of the way!" A familiar female voice came from behind the crowd. Jin Yuji, wearing a thin leather suit, stepped on two narrow wooden boards and swooped down from the hillside, taking advantage of the remaining snow on the ground.
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