The forward units galloping across the snowy plains crossed the Lu River in succession. The river, already frozen solid, had overflowed its banks before completely icing over, submerging the surrounding rice paddies and ferry landings in frost. Now, they were merely a trampled path for horses; only a few chimney tops protruded from the ice, like hands reaching out in despair.
"No signs of the enemy."
After crossing the ice, the lead scout, clad in soft leather armor, peered toward the Broken Blade Mountain defensive line with a long-range viewer. He then reached for the small beast cage hanging at his side to check on the creature within.
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