Beihai Yulingguan is the administrative center of Beihai and the residence of Yuan Futong. It is also located in the northernmost part of Beihai and has the coldest climate. The wind in the North Sea is known as the cold knife, and it is as sharp as a knife when it blows on people's faces.

It even caused a few bloody cuts.

At this time, the weather in Beihai was as bad as ever, and the whistling north wind was blowing crazily, piercing people's bones. The coldness, the coldness in the bones, made the soldiers of both sides facing off at Yuling Pass couldn't help but curse this damn weather.

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They have been standing under the pass for a long time, and a thin layer of ice can be faintly seen on their armor. Everyone has black lips, pale cheeks, and their legs are shaking uncontrollably. They have obviously had enough of the bad weather in the North Sea.

It was a bitter experience. But the military orders were like mountains. Without military orders, none of them dared to move easily. They could only support them with painstaking efforts.

Their eyes never left the Bodhi forest that was about a few miles away from Guanxia. Although they couldn't see clearly what was going on in the Bodhi forest, and their sight was covered by the thick fog above the forest, they still didn't dare to move their eyes.

Because in that Bodhi Forest, the biggest backers behind the two armies were engaged in a desperate struggle.

. They kept praying in their hearts that the battle would end quickly so that they would no longer have to sell frozen meat in the cold wind. At the same time, they did not want the people in the formation to come out too quickly, and they felt a little uneasy in their hearts. Because they knew

, the first person to walk out of this inconspicuous forest must be the winner of this battle.

No one knows which side the final victory will be. To the soldiers of both armies, the monks in the formation are all god-like figures. God knows who is more powerful.

So while they kept cursing the bad weather, they also prayed that the two factions of "gods" would fight for longer and try not to decide the winner so early. This kind of thinking is very contradictory. Maybe people are inherently contradictory creatures.

, only because of different positions and different perspectives of thinking, we expect different results.

It is better to expect the result than to know the result too soon. If it is a good result, then naturally you will be happy. But what if the result is not so satisfactory? It is better not to know!

Yuan Futong wore a thick white fox fur coat and walked back and forth on the top of the city. As he walked, he kept rubbing his hands together and breathing into his palms. Although he had always been in the Beihai, he was already used to it.

cold weather, but the degree of coldness today is still

It was a bit overwhelming for Yuan Futong. As the leader of the princes, Yuan Futong had forgotten how long it had been since he had been freezing in the cold wind like today. Yuan Futong's physical condition had already plummeted due to the daily lavish food and clothing.

, not as strong as when he was young.

Yuan Futong was very angry and depressed. He could only keep fantasizing about the stove and warm wine in the palace to dispel the cold outside his body.

"How long have they been in there?" Yuan Futong asked casually. The attendant beside Yuan Futong licked his face and came up to him, and respectfully replied: "Your Majesty, it's been three hourglass hours!"

Three hourglasses? Yuan Futong raised his thick black eyebrows, feeling slightly surprised.

Beihai is located in the north, and the temperature is extremely abnormal. There are few days and many nights, and there are often only a few hours in the day. And because of the cold air, dark clouds linger in the North Sea all year round, making it difficult to see the sun, so it is impossible to tell the weather when keeping time, so most people use

Kyushu's universal timekeeping method uses an hourglass to determine time.

Twelve hours in a day are twelve hourglasses, and there are specialized personnel to supervise them, so there is no risk of errors. One hourglass is one hour, which is what later generations call two hours. Three hourglasses are three hours, that is, six hours.

"It's three hours, and they are almost ready to tell the result!" This matter was related to Yuan Futong's life and fortune, so he was inevitably a little uneasy. But under his majestic appearance, it was difficult for the Beihai soldiers to detect Yuan Futong's inner uneasiness.

"Master Marquis, if the Western teaching masters are defeated again this time, how should we deal with it?" A deep voice sounded, and someone asked softly in Yuan Futong's ear. In the North Sea, who has the courage to approach Yuan Futong?

The only person who spoke closely was Han Cheng, the military god under Yuan Futong.

Yuan Futong's expression changed. When Han Cheng said this, a trace of panic arose in his heart. This situation is not impossible to happen! Thinking about the suffering he suffered in the past few days, Yuan Futong was almost frightened.

I really don't want to end up in that situation again a second time.

Moreover, from the conversation between the Western Sect and the Taoist Sect, Yuan Futong knew that this battle was the last battle that would determine the success or failure of Beihai. If the Western Sect suffered a disastrous defeat, what awaited Yuan Futong would be the execution of his whole family, and the tragedy of the nine tribes implicated.

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Thinking of this, Yuan Futong became even more panicked, and he couldn't help but secretly regret that he should not have listened to the West's instigation and allowed the marquis to live a good life, but he had to risk beheading to rebel.

"Shut up! Western gods all have great magical powers. They can turn their hands to form clouds and turn their hands to form rain. How could they be defeated by the useless monks of Donglu! This is just a once-in-a-lifetime statement. I will not hold you accountable since it is your first offense.

"If there is another time, I will punish you with disturbing the morale of the army!" Yuan Futong shouted sternly, and the Marquis's airs were quite coercive.

It's good to keep some words in your heart, but once you say them out, they won't be the same. Yuan Futong's current situation is that he can only go up, but not down, and there is no way out. The success or failure of the Western religion determines his fate, Yuan Futong, even if he

No matter how much you doubt the ability of Western religions, you can’t question it on the surface!

Otherwise, even he, the leader of the Beihai princes, has lost confidence in this war in the first place, so how can the Beihai soldiers who follow him to make a living still have confidence? It is easy for morale to fall, but it will be difficult to raise it again, even if it is not necessary.

If Donglu attacks, I am afraid that the city gate of Yulingguan will also be opened secretly by people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

As the God of the Northern Navy, Han Cheng's mind was obviously not as rough as he appeared. He immediately understood what Yuan Futong meant after pondering for a moment. He was not worried at the moment. He took a slight step back and lowered his head, but there was no trace of sigh in his heart.

Regarding the current situation in Beihai, Han Cheng knew very well, and he also knew Yuan Futong's situation. Sometimes Han Cheng really wanted to scold Yuan Futong.

He, Yuan Futong, committed a mistake due to greed and ignorance, and it was not a pity to die. Why should hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Beihai accompany him to die together?

But Han Cheng could only think about these words occasionally, but he would never dare to say them.
Chapter completed!