In winter, the bare branches are covered with thick snow.

With a squeak, more than a dozen pairs of figures wearing thin clothes walked through the snow. The brown rocks dragged behind their strong legs and drew long deep marks in the snow. The bright sunshine was not at all. Occasionally, someone raised his head and let out a mouthful of white mist. His eyes passed through the floating fog. In front of him was a towering city wall, and a large number of laborers were expanding this city made of right rocks.

In the palace in the city, a woman with long golden hair, wearing a white silk skirt, looked at the wall built in the distance in the cold. In the other hand, she held a wolf-headed jade pendant and gently rubbed her fingertips. The baby who was babbling over the soft beast blanket, then sat down and turned her head, looking at the mother's back, the child screamed twice, clapped his hands to attract the mother's attention, and then two rough big hands picked up the child from behind, wearing a red cloak, tall and bearded man, Gerald walked over with his child, standing side by side with his sister, and looked at the wall being built along with her eyes.

"Thinking of him?" Gerald asked.

The blonde hair moved, and his tall body turned around and put away the jade pendant, hugged his child from his elder brother's arms, walked to the back of the hall with a cold expression, stepped onto the stone steps, and his tall figure was always with him. He threw a torch into the brazier on the platform. With a bang, a huge flame rushed up, and the red flames illuminated the surroundings.

The vision expands ahead.

In the empty back hall, batches of figures stood there in long robes, looking at the high platform with a rolling heat. The blonde figure walked forward, lifted the child in her arms over her head, and faced the countless subordinates below, her voice sounded loudly.

"The holy city is repairing the trauma of the past, and thousands of people will return here and rebuild a new home. The child in my hands, who has noble blood from the legal heirs of the East and Clark, will lead us to resist the brutal rule of the Romans..."

The cold wind blew over and the woman handed the child to everyone: "...My brothers and sisters, regain the glory of the past, pick up sharp weapons, defend our new home, stop Rome from the walls, for the glory of the Germans."

"roar"

Countless voices shouted wildly over the increasingly prosperous city. The ancient city walls were replaced by new rocks, bathed in the winter sunshine...

The long wind blows through thousands of miles.

When I arrived in the Han Dynasty, Shanggu County, the snow on the eaves swept down. I was holding a wooden carving like a bird carving carved by my father and ran across the corridor happily, playing naughtyly swaying towards an open window lattice. Inside, sitting behind the long desk, Dongfang Yu was reading aloud with the classics.

After the death of his adoptive father, he became more precocious, and occasionally a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes... The naughty little figure ran in and put the wood carved toy in his hand into the silent boy's hand. The latter smiled shyly.

Outside the window, the girl held her sister's hand and was watching the scene not far away through the window frame, and smiled: "I'm just learning to win people's hearts at such a young age."

The sky was gone, and Yecheng, Jizhou, came from Liaodong, and walked into this city. They went all the way to the general's mansion to meet the ruler who owned the four states and expressed their closeness. On the way he came, he saw this noble family, and then managed the north to flourish. Countless armies and countless people already had the capital of the most powerful princes in the world.

Tadun's status in Wuhuan was also noble, but he was just a son. Although there was not much friction in the tribe at present, Qiu Liju's son, the squad leader, seemed embarrassed in his position. At this time, he came to pay a visit to the northern overlord. To a certain extent, he received support. His status in the clan must be much stronger. Yuan Shao naturally did not disappoint him, and gave him the titles and seals of Tadun, Nanlou, Su Puyan, Wuyan and others in the name of the court.

Not long after, Tadun left with joy. Yuan Shao walked under the eaves of the corridor and reached out to take the medicine handed over by his servant. Since chasing Gongsun Zhi that year, he was so angry that he vomited blood, his body was no longer as good as before. Fortunately, although he had used weapons in recent years, he was moving forward steadily compared to the states. Perhaps it would take a short time before the day when the troops came to the world.

In the north he looked to, snowflakes blocked his sight. On the farther north, the horse's hooves stomped down on the grass covered by thick snow. From here, the running body scattered the falling snowflakes, one, two, four... The vast grassland cavalry shouted fiercely, defeating several Dingling tribes who were living in an ice lake. A large number of prisoners walked in the snow all over the sky, heading south miserably, and heading to the distant city.

The speeding grassland cavalry were mixed with the figures of Han cavalry. They occasionally spoke Chinese words and scolded them. Someone held a white giant wolf flag and inserted it neatly on the shore of the lake.

Near the territory of Liaodong, the Jiehu tribe, a small branch of the Xiongnu, ignited a fire under the iron hooves of the Xianbei people. When winter night fell, the bonfire burned vigorously. Thousands of people knelt on the ground and were forced to worship a flag embroidered with a giant white wolf.

Under the flag of the Louzu, he drew out a scimitar: "The Heaven of Changsheng gives us the pastures and cattle and sheep, and the White Wolf God blesses us invincible."

Occasionally, he would look west, which was a larger and wider grassland, and would be the next target of conquest, "Kebi Neng... Have you seen it? The Xianbei will become stronger day by day, and I will do better than you..."

Xu Du, the wind and snow pounced on the top of the city, with a big bearded figure carrying a hand, then pointed to the south and said something to Liu Bei behind him. Yuan Shu, who was originally in Shouchun, took a cup of wine, sneezed, felt a chill on the back of his neck, crossed the long river water, and the broken city gate was being repaired. A ox cart slowly left and went away from the wind and snow. Behind the rolled curtain, a man named Wang Lang looked back at the city in Kuaiji and showed a depressed look.

In the huge imperial city, Liu Xie rubbed the soft short beards growing on his lips. Turning over the bronze mirror, he stood up and stepped out of Chengguang Palace to look at the palace in the snowy scenery, and felt majesty. On the other side, Ren Hongchang reached out to take a snowflake and melted in the palm of his white palm.

Gongsun Zhi.

There was a blush and fierceness on her face.

The name of longing and resentment gathering has a huge deterrence in the north. When the ice and snow are just melting, the tender green drills out of the soil. Under the clear sky, the vast cavalry runs around the city. Soon after, they gather in the huge schoolyard. The black and white wolf flags are rushing in the wind. Countless knights raise their blades with the generals, making shouts that shake the sky clouds.

On the huge platform opposite them, on a large chair in tiger's skin, a tall figure wearing a hideous iron armor in a cloak, stood up. The white wolf crawled at his feet and heard the movement. He opened his eyes and looked at the piercing sky light, slowly narrowing. The wind blew up a corner of the cloak, and the fur stroked it. Gongsun Zhi pressed the handle of the knife to inspect the countless soldiers and generals below, with a solemn face and a powerful man without anger.

"The time for killing is coming soon..."

The murderous aura spreads out from the plain tone.

This is an era where millions of lives live together. The earth and time that countless creatures have passed through, and the birth and death have extended from generation to generation, just like opening a bamboo slip recording time, passing by bit by bit, and finally frozen a fixed moment above.
Chapter completed!