Click... click...

The carving knife landed on the wood carving accurately.

A little bit of sawdust is peeled off, just like the goose feathers and white snow outside the window.

The bonfire was beating and the heat was boiling.

Chen Dong looked focused and moved the carving knife carefully, his brows sometimes frowning and sometimes relaxing.

After experiencing the torture last night and the battle to kill the alien black wolf during the day, he was physically and mentally exhausted. After taking a short rest and regaining some energy, he entered the sculpting state again.

The woman he carved out yesterday aroused even more his urge to carve out the woman who lived in his mind!

He even had a vague guess that maybe by successfully carving out the woman in his mind, he could regain his memory.

Until late at night.

The village was quiet, with the sound of dogs barking from time to time.

Outside the window, the cold wind howled, sweeping the snow into the room. It was wrapped in the heat generated by the bonfire and turned into water droplets before it hit the ground.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound.

Chen Dong suddenly came back from his ethereal state and looked at the wooden sculpture in his hand that had been broken into two pieces in despair.

"Why...my mood becomes even more difficult to calm down? Is it because of that ponytail girl?"

Chen Dong murmured unwillingly.

He sighed helplessly, threw the broken wooden sculpture into the fire, and turned to look out the window. He could vaguely see the bright moon and stars in the dark night sky through the wind and snow.

This cruel and bloody snowfield presents the most wonderful and gorgeous picture in the night sky.

But Chen Dong's eyes were so deep and powerful, like two black holes, staring at the starry sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

In another bedroom.

The old woman and Alang sat facing each other.

The old woman was wearing a thick robe, curled up in a ball on the fire bed, holding a steaming cup of hot tea in her hand.

Alang's brows were furrowed. Even though he stood still and remained silent, his eyes flashed from time to time, revealing his inner uneasiness.

"Alang..."

The old woman suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the room.

After Ah Lang came back to his senses and looked at her, she said calmly: "If there is a disaster in the village, I hope you will leave it alone. Gou Wazi must live!"

"Mom, don't think like that. Maybe we worry too much. To put it bluntly, even if the disaster you mentioned really happened, my son will not ignore you."

Alang's expression changed and he said eagerly.

"Son! You don't even listen to my mother?"

The old woman frowned angrily and said angrily: "Mom is old. If a disaster really happens, it is natural to die. It is not worth your young life to fight for my mother. Human ethics and filial piety are in this snowy field. Sometimes you should die."

To tone it down, I can die, and you can die in the end, but Gouwazi must survive."

"If you act recklessly, Mom will not let you go even if you do anything!"

Alang's eyes flickered and he finally fell silent.

He wanted to refute, but he knew that this was the most basic law of survival and reproduction in the snowy plains, and both animals and humans must abide by it.

the other side.

Rumble…

"Target the village ahead, loot it, leave no one behind! The opportunity for revenge is here!"

On the boundless snowfield, the mighty cavalry troops, like savage beasts, rushed toward a village not far away.

With the commander's roar, everyone's blood seemed to be ignited in an instant.

Shouts of killing, shouts, and cheers came and went.

The collective charge of the thousand-man team was extremely powerful on this snowy field.

In the village, wailing was already rising into the sky, and fear filled the air.

All the villagers rushed out of their houses in fear, women screamed, children cried, and the screams of fear were like rolling thunder.

""The barbarians are slaughtering the village, run, run!"

"God, where did all these barbarians come from, where are the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry?"

"It's over! Our village of a hundred households can't stop us. Run, run!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...ah dad, I'm afraid, wuwuwu..."

…

"Damn it! If you are a man, I will fight with them! Leave the chance of survival to the old women and children!"

Among the chaotic crowd, a young man wearing thin clothes rushed out of the house, holding a steel fork and a bow and arrow, and roared angrily.

This loud roar was like thunder in the chaotic crowd.

All of a sudden.

The panicked young men seemed to have found a backbone, their eyes were scarlet, and their expressions suddenly became determined and fierce.

"Fight! If you fight with them, you will have to fight to the death to help the old women and children find a way to escape!"

"Child, damn, take the baby and run away, I will fight with them!"

"You stupid savages, I will drag you down today even if I die!"

…

The men in the crowd roared resolutely and ran away from the elderly, women and children who were running away in panic.

Everyone's face was determined and fierce, showing the madness to die.

Even though the cries of his parents, wife and children were heard behind him, he never looked back or stopped.

Even if hundreds of families can only recruit a few dozen young and strong men, they are nothing compared to the thousands of Baiji clan troops coming from the opposite side.

But no one showed any fear.

A fly can shake a tree, relying solely on blood and courage!

"kill!"

Accompanied by a cry of kill.

Dozens of young and middle-aged men rushed out of the village decisively and faced the thousand-man cavalry team.

The cry of killing and the roar of war horses trampling the earth were intertwined at this moment.

But in the blink of an eye, the shouts of killing were completely drowned out by the roar of war horses trampling the ground.

The people and horses on both sides were like two torrents crashing into each other.

On the snowfield, the cavalry already had an absolute advantage, not to mention that the numbers on both sides were not at the same level.

As soon as they made contact, the villagers rushing at the front were directly knocked into the air by the war horses.

The horses collided, and the Baijie tribe's troops waved their weapons, just like chopping melons and vegetables, and amidst the screams, they quickly harvested the lives of the villagers.

Dozens of young and strong men who were determined to die did not even stop the pace of the cavalry.

When the mighty cavalry detachment galloped past, the only ones left on the snowy field were stumps and broken arms, dazzlingly red.

At the other end of the village.

Listening to the roar of the approaching horses, everyone was filled with grief and tears in their eyes.

"Women, our man is gone, now it's our turn for the sake of our children!"

In the crowd, a woman stopped decisively and pushed the child beside her to the old man's side.

But as soon as the words left my mouth.

The old man pushed the child directly back to the woman.

The old man's face was weathered, but his eyes were as bright as fire, and he smiled resolutely.

"The baby can't lose his mother. It's up to old immortals like us to get rid of him. If his son is gone, I can still work hard!"

While laughing, the old man's tears couldn't stop flowing from the corners of his eyes.

And among the crowd, bursts of laughter rang out one after another.

The elderly, rickety old men and women, all in their dying years, are just like the men before them, with determined eyes and smiles at the corners of their mouths.

No hesitation, no stopping.

One after another, the rickety figures moved towards the mighty cavalry team.

Under the moonlight, each figure stretches very long...
Chapter completed!