The sky and earth were covered in white, and the wind was blowing, making the salt-like snow rustle. The horse road collapsed badly, and the grain carts could not enter the battlefield at all. Casper Xiao left the Langtaoxuejin in Bianbo Camp and took people to dig snow for two days.
Wu Ziyu tied his collar tightly in the cold wind, covering his mouth and nose. He rubbed his purple-red hands constantly and said in a muffled voice: "This is Fcuking Sh!t. It can be blocked again in the time it takes to take a nap. When will it end?"
Chenyang never drank when he was on duty. Now he couldn't hold it anymore. He drank hard and went straight away, which made his stomach burn. He said, "The closer you get to the northeast, the colder it gets. Fortunately, Mr. Fu gave you winter clothes before October." Come here, otherwise many brothers will freeze to death."
"It's so cold," Gu Jin squatted on the ground, shaking his head and said, "The armor is heavy, and the horses can't stand it."
The war horses from the north are not as cold-resistant as the ponies from the border areas. Once winter comes, it is very troublesome to maintain the stables in the battlefields. They work harder than humans.
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