Under the bright moonlight, a harsh north wind with a shrill whistle swept across the open wilderness, making several torches flicker unsteadily while cutting at human skin like countless flying daggers.
"We can't, Young Marquis! We'll face military law execution!"
Hunched over against the wind, Qin Hu and Qin An ran out from the encampment, plunging forward through the deep snow.
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