"Lord Regimental Commander, the roads are basically covered by heavy snow now. Should we make a brief halt to rest? After half a day of a forced march and in this freezing temperature, I am worried the soldiers won't be able to hold out against this bizarre weather!"
Along a desolate wilderness path, a Japanese regiment of several thousand men was marching in batches toward the Jurong battlefield!
As the night grew deeper and the heavy snow fell endlessly, the accumulated snow reached nearly halfway up one's calves with a single step!
Chapter 249