In this more than minus forty degrees winter night, the military tent does not keep warm.
The current logistics support is not even comparable to before the mutation, and even then, Great Xia Country was far behind the armed to the teeth riches like the United States. These officers naturally understand the situation; in fact, within just two days, many people have already suffered frostbite.
Half an hour later, most of the soldiers began to retreat, but about a hundred thousand soldiers remained stationed to prevent the barbarians from coming down the mountains and breaking through the encirclement to escape everywhere.
The night was getting deeper.
Chen Shouyi floated quietly in the sky at a kilometer altitude, snowflakes dancing all around, as he overlooked below like a sculpture.
The Faith Value was burning rapidly, astronomical amounts of information flowed into his mind through his eyes and ears and were processed quickly.
He frowned slightly.
