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When no one responded, she shouted over and over again.

After a dozen times, Ayu's hoarse voice finally came from the side of the snow wall, "Sir, we are here!"

Li Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine...Ayu, what is this place?"

"Oh, there are storms on the snowfields all the year round, so the villagers dug these snowy roads early and used water as mud to freeze the four walls, which can be temporarily used to avoid disasters!" A Yu's rough voice echoed in the snowy roads, "Sir , the exit is above, we have to dig this wall to go! 35

It turned out that the storm came too suddenly, Ah Yu pulled Li Yao in and then went back to pull Jing Zichen. The three fell down in confusion, and were separated by the heavy snow that suddenly leaked into the hole.

"Okay," Li Yao didn't even realize that her voice was trembling from the cold, her upper and lower jaws kept knocking together, she tried to wrap herself a little tighter, "Do you have any tools?"

"No, my lord." Ayu's voice sounded a little embarrassed, and his momentum was weakened by several degrees, "Sir... it's useless for you to stare at me like this, you can only dig with your hands. 35

Jing Zichen followed, "There are no lights here, how do you know I'm staring at you?"

"I can feel it! I'm cold all over!" A Yu sniffed, "If the adults don't want to dig, I'll do it myself, but it's just slower."

"I'm with you," Li Yao started without saying a word, "start from above, right?"

Ayu replied: "Well, this wall is quite thick, and I really can't get out for a while...

He was right, the snow was not only thick, but also hardened by the freezing.

In such a place, even the air inhaled into the lungs seems to have sharp ice ballasts that cut people's throats. It wasn't long before Li Yao could barely feel the presence of her hands, her arms were numb from the cold, and she lost consciousness.

You don't need to look at it to know that the ten fingers under the gloves must be rotten and red from the cold, and maybe there will be large areas of disgusting frostbite afterward.

But it doesn't matter, she must not die here.

Since Ah Yu said that there are often such storms on the snowfield, it may just be that Zheng Ge's carrier pigeons encountered disasters on the road.

Earlier... She wanted to see Brother Zheng earlier to make sure that he was okay.

Thinking of Ying Zheng, she breathed out a trembling white breath from her body, grabbed hard again into the frozen lumps of cold snow, and kept repeating the digging action.

At some point, Jing Zichen also joined in. The three of them dug the snow in the darkness in silence, and they could only hear each other's gradually heavy breathing, giving them comfort.

After about half a cup of tea, Li Yao touched the wall again, and more than half of it was obviously collapsed, but the ice and snow inside became more and more solid.

A Yu smashed it twice there, and said helplessly: "Sir, what should I do?

Across the last large piece of ice and snow, they could almost hear the cold wind blowing against the ground above their heads, whistling.

But how to get out?

"Ayu," Li Yao suddenly remembered something and turned her head sharply, "Don't you smoke, don't you even have a fire certificate on your body?

There was silence for a while, and it is estimated that Jing Zichen immediately greeted Ayu with cold eyes that he could not see. After a long while, his voice came: "Yes, there is, but there is only one, and it is weak with water, I don't know if it can be blown."

Ayu hurriedly wanted to make up for his faults: "It's okay, old smokers like us are familiar with..."

Just listening to him whirring and rustling for a while, an extremely weak fire suddenly flashed out of the darkness in front of him. Across the small snow cave, it looked so ethereal, but it was so hot that Li Yao's eyes became hot.

--saved.

When the three returned to the ground again, it was already dark. The north wind blew bitterly as usual, as if he wanted to cut human flesh.

After the storm, the snow fell to the knees, and every step became extremely difficult.

Li Yao put on her felt hat and looked up, she saw the velvet-like dark night sky as if being crushed by a large piece of sky, the sky was high, and the stars filled the sky.

Ayu walked over to her next to Xue and handed out the small jar in his pocket, "Sir, it's too cold at night, if you don't drink some, you won't be able to walk in the second half.

After pulling out the cork, Li Yao carefully took two or three sips. The spirits were very choking, but she felt particularly refreshed, and her body quickly warmed up.

After the rectification, they continued to move forward. From a distance, they shuttled through the vast snow field, like three small grains of rice, moving very slowly.

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After trekking for too long, when she saw a series of brightly lit tents at the sheltered place at the bottom of the mountain, Li Yao's knees softened and she almost fell into the thick snow.

Jing Zichen gave her a hand, and Li Yao broke free and ran down the hillside impatiently like a goose returning home.

The soft Wuqiu unfolded behind her, and it was light and fluttering, as if it would be able to take her up against the wind in the next moment.

There were only those bright lights in Li Yao's eyes, her chest heaved up and down, panting rapidly, one foot deep and one foot shallow, she rushed forward regardless.

Someone saw her and shouted, "Stop!"

How could Li Yao take care of this? The dense battalion and company of the soldiers were already in front of her eyes. She only needed to find the large tent in the army and confirm the people inside——

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A sharp, sharp arrow came through the air, and mercilessly sank into the snow in front of her, leaving only the black tail of the arrow. Just one step away from piercing her feet.

Li Yao raised her head in astonishment and said loudly, "I am Li Yao, and I want to see Your Majesty!

"Master Li?" The distance was too far, and the soldiers on the arrow tower saw her alone, and couldn't help but sneer, "Then I still respect Sima. Come on—"

Only halfway through the shouting, he suddenly opened his eyes as if someone was grabbing his tongue, and hurriedly shut his mouth.

"Discussing Shangguan, disrupting military discipline," Jing Zichen slowly took back the golden Sima card, raised his eyelids, "I will receive the punishment myself later."

The soldier clamped his legs, "Yes!"

In the big tent not far away, there was a circle of armored marshals sitting around the table, Meng Yi was standing next to the map very excitedly explaining the military situation, spitting and passion.

A gust of wind passed, the curtain was slightly raised, and the man sitting at the table suddenly raised his hand to interrupt him.

"What's wrong?" Meng Yi choked, barely breathing, "Is there a problem?"

The man frowned slightly and only whispered, "Listen."

His expression was solemn, and all the people at the table thought it was the night attack of the Donghu Army.

For many days, they have been waiting for the day, and a little bit of trouble can make them extremely vigilant.