The rime is everywhere, and clouds are shrouded in mist.

Halfway up the mountain, a spacious stone steps are like a road to the sky, connecting the unique Chinese ancient style buildings on the top of the mountain.

"God!"

"What's this?"

While everyone was puzzled, Horton glanced at the heavenly chasm on the east side...

In the frost, tens of thousands of strong men in armor were lined up in a not-so-closely-seated, but overwhelmingly shaped formation, wielding swords and guns.

Kill! Kill! Kill!!!

“…”

Even though the steamed car engine roared, the sound was still heard in everyone's ears.

Shocked!

Horton, who was the first to discover this scene, was very resentful and approached Ge Xiaotian, "You said there was no Siberian training camp, what is this?"

"This is the Xuanwu Army!"
Chapter completed!