Qin Hu and Qin An huddled against the wind, running out of the camp and treading through the deep, heavy snow. The frail Qin An was careless and was promptly knocked over by a fierce gust.
The two sentries on guard duty saw them emerge, exchanged a sinister smirk, and tossed two handfuls of snow onto their campfire to extinguish it before ducking back into their tent.
*Damn it,* Qin Hu thought, *they’ve even bought off the common soldiers just to freeze me to death!*
Chapter 404