Snowy Plains.
Seven o'clock in the evening.
Angry roars echoed between heaven and earth.
Boom! Boom!
These were not the howls of monsters.
They were the howling of furious winds.
A blizzard had finally descended upon this land.
Even within the war fortress, they could still sense the terrifying might of nature.
As the storm swept over the fortress, the ice walls could be felt trembling, while the snowy ground quivered faintly.
Inside the lower-level wooden cabins, even the firelight trembled almost imperceptibly, as though it too had been gripped by fear.
A buzz-cut warrior listened to the wind and clicked his tongue. "This blizzard is way too fierce. If we were still at the old camp, the gale might have blown it apart."
Another warrior with a round face held a different opinion. "As long as the wooden stakes were driven deeper, it probably wouldn't collapse. But it would definitely be buried under snow. That would be a huge problem."
After a pause, he mentioned a hidden advantage of the war fortress. "I took a look around just now. Captain Cheng designed this fortress very reasonably.
"There are several internal ventilation ducts between the upper and lower levels. Even if the lower level gets buried in snow, the upper vents can still provide air circulation."
The buzz-cut man was somewhat impressed. "Old Liu, you really noticed a lot."
The warrior called Old Liu chuckled. "I'm more interested in this sort of thing."
Thud! Thud!
Amid a series of footsteps, Cao Hongshan, the "nominal" captain, walked in.
He glanced around and shouted, "There's too much snow on the east side of the upper level. The passage is almost blocked. Someone come help me clear it."
Old Liu rose voluntarily. "I'll do it."
The two left the cabin one after the