The climate in the northern border of Daxia is cold, and the wind blowing from the ice field turns the not-so-fertile land into frozen soil.

The vast land is often covered with frost, and even in summer, the people still have to wear long clothes. However, only in the hot summer will the people there feel happy because they were born in the north. The summer heat will disappear with a breeze, but the remaining warmth in winter is also unattainable.

The winter in the north makes it a unique open-air storage room. People put the meat in their cramped homes outside the door. The next morning, it becomes hard ice. It will not go bad for the whole winter, which sometimes saves more time than smoking meat. But the wind blows like wolves every night. The rich can still sleep well, but the poor may not sleep well even if they wrap themselves up like dumplings. The thickness of the quilt determines how many times they have to get up at night. The breeze blowing from the window makes the poor curse, and the rich call for servants to light the brazier.

The wind and the cold air are the most annoying, and the people living there would like to pull out the wind and beat it up to express their anger. But it is in such an environment that the Xia Army has maintained the stability of the border of Daxia and the well-being of Yancheng, and has persisted year after year for ten years. The young men who went to Yancheng before have now reached adulthood, and some have even started a small family in Yancheng while protecting Daxia. Faced with the cold and hardship, many people have regretted it, but they are also proud of the mission they shoulder.

Back then, Xia Jinghong, the leader of the Xia family army, was demoted to this place because of the injustice done to the Xia family. The army in the northern border almost rebelled, but Xia Jinghong's letter stabilized the army's morale. He said that this was a great test, and if they rebelled, his Xia family would really be labeled as traitors who deceived the emperor. At that time, Xia Jinghong made the worst plan and promised to meet again in the future. As long as he was alive, he would return to the northern border sooner or later.

Xia Jinghong and the Xia Army both remembered the promise they made. They finally had a good result, but promotion was no longer important to them. What they wanted was a chance to vent their anger, and the horse thieves on the barbarian grasslands could no longer satisfy them.

At that moment, a lion rushed into the Nan Shang army in front, followed by soldiers and generals, who rushed towards its heart and abdomen like steel spikes, vowing to seriously injure Nan Shang or even take its life.

That small army knew how to fight, and knew exactly how to strike a fatal blow. No matter in the east, west, or south of Daxia, they didn't have the barbaric and brutal fighting style of Gou Longbang. However, after so many years of fighting with horse thieves, the Xia army had also learned most of the moves, and with their own equipment, armor, and excellent physical fitness, they could often achieve a surprise victory.

The wind in the air was slightly cool, but the Xia family soldiers held their swords very steadily, turning them into a part of themselves. They took a step forward and slashed with the swords in their hands. The force was extremely exaggerated, and the southern merchants who blocked their way were either mutilated or killed. They were executioners who had been honed for many years. The colder the air and the more cruel the environment, the more brave they fought.

Therefore, when Xia Jinghong's contracted beast started a fire, all the southern merchants were stunned, and some raised their hands or stepped back, but the Xia family soldiers among them danced in the crowd, brandishing their swords and stabbing their knives, stunning the god of death and playing with life.

The tassels on the helmets were scorched, and some of the robes or hair also burned with crackling sounds, but they were wearing soft armor and were already accustomed to fighting in such an environment. The flames were their amulets and the gauze covering their faces. The sharp swords would cut through the gauze, and the spears would penetrate the thick gauze, but in the end, they would all be exchanged for blood, allowing this army, which had not moved before but now moved amazingly, to show its might.

The Xia family army warmed their hands with blood, stepped on the corpses, and was still drilling into the interior of the Southern Merchant Army. The army that appeared in just a few minutes was like an astonishing number of death squads, so the Iron-faced General sent practitioners and gathered the army to stop them.

Such an army is strong in combat, but Tiemian did not get too nervous or lose his composure, because it was completely surrounded by the Southern Shang army, and now it was a battle of trapped beasts. No matter how strong the 50,000 troops were, could they swallow up his hundreds of thousands of troops? No matter what tactics they used, they would be strangled to death if they were surrounded.

"rush--"

Even though there were casualties among the soldiers, Xia Jinghong still shouted this, ordering the Xia family army to continue to move inwards. Once there is a clear goal and a general leading the army, the army will not be afraid of anything.

Several soldiers were pinned down by the contracted beast of a Nan Shang practitioner. Before it could exert any strength, a huge dog as big as a tiger or a lion rushed it away and tore it to pieces, leaving it in a miserable state with its belly ripped open.

When several soldiers stood up, the terrifying beast had already rushed to the front of the army, and released high-temperature flames and molten lava together with the lion. In the flames and lava, the lion and the beast continuously turned the soldiers of the Southern Merchants into charcoal. The black and purple warriors on the side also showed their great sword energy, forming a tornado with the strong wind, like a man-eating dragon in the sky and earth, causing the blood to spread like a thick blood mist.

Xia Xiao had seven beasts, plus himself, which were equivalent to eight practitioners in the Zun Realm and Sheng Fruit Realm, who were either strong or weak. They fought in all directions, allowing the Xia family army to continue to advance with the loss of a small number of soldiers.

Tiemian prepared the gurgling vitality on his head to prevent Xia Xiao from doing the same thing as last time. He didn't expect that he would lead an army to charge forward. It was incredible. However, they had the upper hand in the front and had pushed the front line forward. Even if they sent some troops over, they would not be in a passive position. However, relieving the pressure on the front battlefield was the purpose of the Xia family army.

The Xia family army had no way to retreat, so they moved faster than Tiemian had imagined. In just five minutes, they advanced two kilometers under heavy siege. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would have been hard to imagine how brave they were.

Tiemian knew Xia Jinghong's reputation. The last time they attacked Daxia, Xia Jinghong and his son were independent soldiers on the battlefield. They did not listen to Daxia's command and killed thousands of Nanshang people based on their own self-consciousness. It is said that a tiger father will not have a dog son, and a fierce general will not have a cowardly soldier.

But even though this army acted like gods, they also made sacrifices along the way. And in order to create a slight chance of winning, they threw themselves into danger. But the soldiers in that army seemed unaware of this and continued to fight vigorously.

Nearly 50,000 feet rose and fell, although not at the same frequency, but always striding forward. When there was a shield array in front, there was flame energy to break it. When there were arrows around, there was a strong wind, thunder and lightning, never stopping. The five elements were displayed around this army, giving it extraordinary vitality. But finally, with a lion's roar, the soldiers' spears and swords no longer pointed forward, but all pointed around, slashing at the surrounding soldiers.

Under the iron mask and in a pair of cold eyes, the Xia Army finally stopped. The good news was that they had gone too deep and had been disconnected from the main force of the Great Xia Alliance. The bad news was that they stopped on their own, not because of the soldiers' interception!

"kill--"

Compared to Xia Jinghong's extreme calmness and Xia Xiao's sultry personality, Xia Xu seemed more down-to-earth. He shouted and the soldiers around him rushed forward, killing all the retreating Nanshang soldiers. He held sharp stone spikes in his hands, like two extremely long double-headed spears, which could penetrate the iron shield and armor and damage the flesh underneath.

The battle was extremely fierce, with loud noises. On the side of the Xia family army, Ah Zhu, like several soldiers around him, used their strength to hack and kill the enemies in front of them. For Ah Zhu, waiting was torture. She couldn't wait in the back like Qi Ling, so she was ready for battle last night or even earlier.

This was Ah Zhu's first time on the battlefield, her first time facing a huge enemy force, but it was not her first time facing life and death. Although it was difficult to do it, Ah Zhu was also a practitioner, and her figure was lighter than many soldiers. The dagger in her hand was extremely light under her power, just like holding a branch.

This branch is extremely sharp, and it can cut through the leather and flesh, and even cut the bones. Ah Zhu was disgusted by the smell of blood, but he was not a murderer, so the two practitioners around him always killed him after he injured his soldiers. They would not show mercy.

When the two sturdy practitioners looked at each other, they suddenly admired Xia Xiao's wisdom. Ah Zhu's fighting ability was not weak, but he was not ruthless. Xia Xiao did not force them, so he let them come. They were happy to fight together, and they were fighting very happily at this time, but the vitality rushing over from the side made them suddenly stunned.

They found it difficult to stop the impact of the vital energy exerted by the practitioners in the Venerable Realm, but they still subconsciously ran towards Azhu in front of them, wanting to use their flesh and blood to block this attack for him.

The two strong men didn't know Xia Xiao. In their minds, the young master was still a silly boy who was afraid of them and cried when he saw them. But the silly boy is not silly anymore. He has a young wife that none of them have. They treat her as a treasure and must protect her well. This is the daughter-in-law of their General Jinghong!

The body rushed out, and a black shadow came forward. The black and purple armor brought a heavy metallic luster and a wave of air, which only knocked three people to the ground, but they were not seriously injured.

Seeing that it was Xia Xiao, the two practitioners looked at each other and continued to fight. These Southern Merchants who came one after another were quite courageous and were not frightened by their momentum. It was not that the Southern Merchants were so brave, but it was difficult to scare them with such a small number of people.

The warlike nature of the southern merchants and the cautiousness and the desire to protect their homeland of the Great Xia people clashed fiercely, but when Xia Xiao looked back, he no longer saw the army like everyone else, but only a girl who was still sitting on the ground. The latter stood up and looked at Xia Xiao, indicating that she was fine.

"I'll let Ju Mang take you to the rear."

“No!”

Ah Zhu's affectionate eyes suddenly became stubborn and determined. Since she had come, she would fight to the end. But Xia Xiao was even more stubborn than her. How could he be dismissed with just two words?

"You don't know the Xia family army's plan. The battle has just begun. This is a battle of life and death. I don't have time to care about you!"

"I don't need you to take care of me, I can do it myself!"

Ah Zhu was about to rush towards the Nanshang soldiers not far away, but she suddenly stopped. Her eyes were slightly moist, and she turned her head to look at Xia Xiao with a little cry, and said:

"Please, don't let me go. I'd rather get hurt with you than watch you sleep. Waiting doesn't feel good at all."