Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 28: The Demon King’s Summon
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 602: Reputation After Death Isn't Important
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3820: Essence of the Five Organs
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 306: Malice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 228: Surrounded
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139.5- Ice Corridor (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1139- Ice Corridor
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 670 - Descend, O Crawling Chaos
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 76: Split
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 27: The Cruel Truth
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 601: There's Nothing Easy in Life, so Everything Is Difficult
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 305: Do Not Open
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 227: Conscience
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1138- Time is of the essence
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 315 - My Turn To Lay Waste To A City
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 668 - The Angel Exterminates Demons
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Chapter 1033: The Black Corrosion of the Sun! (II)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
"This is…"
The scene of disorderly horses and soldiers in the rear of his army made Dalun Ruozan's brows rise and his expression turn solemn. To the north of the Tibetan camp, a fierce wind was sweeping a white and frigid fog toward the camp. The icy air caused the temperature to plunge, and that engulfing white fog also had an enormous effect on the Tibetan army.
From Dalun Ruozan's position, he could see that one-fifth of the camp had been consumed by this fog, so thick that it was impossible to see through it. Moreover, the fog was rapidly spreading through the entire camp.
"Ah, so cold!"
"What's going on here! I can't see anything! Someone come and help me!"
"The warhorses don't like cold. I'm about to lose control over them! Ah, shit, it got away!"
The entire camp was in chaos. As the cold fog swept through, the stronger soldiers felt barely anything, but the weaker ones became so cold that they began to shiver.
"Bastards! Can you trash not even keep hold of some warhorses!"
Huoba Sangye was instantly furious. Before the others could react, he had pulled over a warhorse, mounted, and charged off to where the fog was the thickest. Several Mutri Great Cavalry followed closely behind him.
"Great Minister, it's still not the season for snow, so why did the temperature drop so much? Is this situation normal?" Huoshu Huicang suddenly said.
Tibetans also had an understanding of the Western Regions. The temperature would normally only begin to drop in advance of snowfall, but there was still at least two months until that time.
Dalun Ruozan said nothing, his eyes flashing. He had a vague idea of what was going on, but he was not able to fully grasp it just yet.
"Look at that!"
As he was thinking, he was interrupted by yet another alarmed shout. At the start, no one had noticed in all the chaos, but gradually, more and more cries of alarm could be heard as more and more soldiers looked up.
"Great Minister, lo
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