Chapter 1286: Su'er, Outer Dao.
When the snowfall was at its very heaviest, some people encountered the Outer Dao.
Old Zheng stood rooted to the spot. The dark, burly man stood there, his small eyes darting about.
Yet there was nothing comical about his movements.
Old Zheng was assessing their situation.
Suddenly, as though he had remembered something utterly terrifying, even his dark face visibly paled for an instant.
"Dig!"
Old Zheng shouted loudly, fearfully:
"Hurry, dig!"
It was not just Zhang Yuanyu, Ju Xingyu, or the veterans.
The scouts all joined in as well.
Snow flew into the air, and soon everyone present discovered a horrifying fact.
There was more than one body buried beneath their feet.
In little more than ten breaths, they had already dug out seven or eight bodies.
That did not even include the horses' carcasses.
"This is bad, this is bad..."
Old Zheng muttered to himself.
He could more or less deduce what had happened.
At the height of the snowfall, these elites of the Hundred Battles Battalion and scouts, still galloping across the wilderness, had come under attack by the Outer Dao.
Amid the heavy snow, they could see no farther than a few dozen feet.
Under such conditions, reacting to an Outer Dao attack was almost impossible.
And that was precisely what had happened.
There was no telling how many people had died at the hands of the Outer Dao with their vision so severely restricted.
Old Zheng's breathing came fast.
But he did his best to steady himself and made a decision.
"Go, hurry! Keep heading northwest!"
"Squad Leader Zheng!"
One of the Scout Battalion's scouts cried out.
Deep within the curtain of snow, they saw hundreds of slender shadows.
They poured out from every direction, as though encircling them.
"Hssaa..."