He muttered to himself, his voice as weak as a mosquito.
The royal court is gone, the Ice and Snow City is gone, and even this last frozen city is gone.
The Wuhuan have lost all their strongholds in the entire north, where else can they go?
"Go north! Run to the far north!"
The old guard pulled the Wuhuan Khan out of the snow.
"Although it's bitterly cold there, the Daxia people won't chase us to such a desolate place!"
Several personal guards did not care whether the Wuhuan Khan was willing or not and quickly helped him onto the horse.
"Go! Go!"
The group of defeated soldiers turned their horses around again and headed towards the even colder Far North.
On top of the city wall.
General Yuchi looked at the once invincible grassland leader, who was now hunched over, sitting on his horse like a walking corpse.
General Yuchi shook his head slightly and did not order a pursuit, allowing the Wuhuan Khan to leave.
The cold wind howled, blowing up snow and dust all over the sky.
The Wuhuan Khan sat on the bumpy horse's back with a dull expression and lifeless eyes.
The heart is dead.
Frozen City, his last hope, was gone. It quietly fell into the hands of Daxia again.
The way back to the south had long been blocked by the Great Xia Army.
Now, all the strongholds in the north have fallen, and the only place left is that perpetually frozen and bitterly cold land.
There was not a glimmer of hope in the numb heart of the Wuhuan Khan.
King Hunxie!
Suddenly, the Wuhuan Khan thought of the millions of cavalrymen on the border of Daxia, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.
Yes! And there is King Hunxie!
Under the command of King Hunxie, there were millions of Wuhuan cavalry deployed on the border of Daxia.
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