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"Great Snow Dragon Riders!"

"Heavenly Gate Formation——"

At the command, the soldiers of Hongze Camp lined up like machines, strict in order and standard in procedure, forming their formation at the swiftest speed.

But as the Slaughter Vein neared revival, the temperature between heaven and earth plumted once again, to the extent that their upper and lower lips would freeze and stick together, and a thick layer of frost hung on their eyelashes.

Thus,

even their "swiftest" seed extrely stiff, basically pushing on with their last breath. When forming ranks, their minds were devoid of thoughts, relying solely on muscle mory gained from day after day of training within Liangzhou City.

The Martial Saint of the Murong Clan, Murong Huatu, leading the Iron Cavalry, spotted this scene from twenty miles away.

He sneered imdiately:

"Warriors of the Heavenly Clan!

"Do you see this?

"These Sheng people are already freezing their butts off before the battle has even started!

"But us, we just drank hot wine and ward ourselves by fierce fires!

"In front of us, they’re like wild boars, necks stretched for the slaughter!

"Once we kill this bunch of wild boars, the world will be ours!"

"Attack——"

The morale of the barbarian soldiers grew stronger, vaguely generating Evil Qi between heaven and earth, their murderous intent endless, sweeping forth like a black tide.

Twenty miles away.

The soldiers of Hongze Camp still assembled in extre cold.

"Jia Yi East, Dragon Claw position, Left Army three thousand n!"

"Geng Xin West, Dragon Claw position, Right Army two thousand n!"

"Ren Gui North, Dragon Head position, Central Army two thousand n!"

"Wu Ji Central, Dragon Body position, Front Army three thousand n!"

"Bing Ding South, Dragon Tail position, Rear Army three thousand n!"

"Quick!"

Each squadron leader waved the Array Flags in their hands, the seemingly light flags feeling as heavy as mountains in their frozen hands, requiring both hands to struggle to give directions.

In this sweeping snowstorm, colorful flags danced wildly in the gale, the warhorses moved following the flags, and even the way the soldiers held their weapons was unusually ticulous.

If one were to look down from above,

they could see the ten thousand three hundred mortals arranged in positions and stepping patterns that subtly aligned with the Heavenly Dao, an entire military formation, resembling a Nine Palace Eight Diagram, subsequently transforming continuously, until it morphed into...

a Dragon shape!

Only the position of the Dragon Head had so imperfections.

It was not until the white-robed, White Horse rider with a spear took position,

that the Dragon shape beca completely ford.

However, it seed to lack a key node; this dragon had form but no spirit, thus it was rely a dead dragon, outwardly impressive but devoid of power.

At this mont,

only five miles separated the two armies.

Chen Sansi made no reservations, using up all the Xuan Qi from within the Xuanzhu.

Streaks of white Xuan Qi, like fireworks or mist, rged with the already white-blanketed snowfield, then fed back into the ranks, coiling around each soldier of Hongze Camp.

At this mont,

the True Dragon ca to life!

"Roar——"

Faintly,

a dragon’s roar seed to sound between heaven and earth.

"What’s that noise?!"

The charging Iron Cavalry was stunned, thinking they had auditory hallucinations.

"Strange!"

"General, what formation is this from Sheng Renbu?"

"A single line snake formation?"

"Why does it look so strange?"

"..."

"Even such a low-grade formation is being used, it seems that Chen Sansi has run out of tricks; he’s actually planning to force his way up the mountain."

Murong Huatu raised the long sword in his hand, "This formation is all offense and no defense, we just need to charge in and break out from the east side to defeat it. Deputy Generals, be ready to follow my command!"

"General!"

"The snow has stopped!"

"Snow?"

Since two months ago, under the influence of the revival of the Evil Qi, the entire Northern Territory spanning tens of thousands of miles had fallen into extre coldness, with heavy snow almost never ceasing day after day. So areas had snow and ice piled up over half a person’s height.

The vicinity of Yin Mountain had not fared any better; peak after peak had thoroughly turned into snow-capped mountains, and the ice on the ground had, indeed, significantly affected the cavalry’s combat effectiveness.

In theory, the cessation of the heavy snow should have been good news.

But Murong Huatu sensed sothing was off.

As long as the revival of the Slaughter Vein continued, the snow and ice were not supposed to stop.

"General!"

"Look quickly!"

"Great snow!"

"..."

Murong Huatu looked up again.

What he saw...

Was not the cessation of the blizzard.

But...

The blizzard had rely gathered all around the Hongze Camp’s army!

"Hu hu hu—"

"Hu—"

Between heaven and earth.

A storm suddenly arose.

Its severity was almost enough to lift both man and horse into the air, forcing their charge to montarily halt.

The source of the storm.

Was Hongze Camp!

All around were storms, and Hongze Camp was the convergence point of all these storms.

All of the ice and snow were being drawn up above them.

Therefore, within a hundred miles, there was not a single snowflake to be seen.

"What kind of sorcery is this?!"

Murong Huatu furrowed his brow, suddenly recalled sothing, "Heavenly Book?!"

"General, it must be the Heavenly Book!"

"The Heavenly Thunder and dense fog at Hu Lao, it seems they were not false!"

"What do we do?!"

"What should we do now?!"

"..."

"Roar—"

Another dragon roar resounded, and the splashing ice and snow, under the convergence of the storm, actually rged perfectly with every one of the Dasheng Cavalry, not just the n, including the warhorses beneath them as well.

Therefore.

The shape of a True Dragon beca even clearer with the enhancent of the ice and snow.

It was no re single-file formation.

They had ford a True Dragon!

A gargantuan ice and snow dragon!

"A dragon!"

"There is a dragon!"

"The Heavenly Book has summoned a True Dragon!"

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