On winter nights, the whole land is covered with a layer of white light.

This was a heavy snowfall a few days ago.

Against the backdrop of the vast white earth, the stars in the night sky are even brighter and clearer.

It seems like you can just reach out and pick one off.

One hand was raised high, holding it in vain.

He put his hand back in front of him and released it. There were no bright stars, only clouds of white air floating.

This is the hot breath exhaled from the mouth and nose. When it is cold, it turns into white mist. The white mist rises and condenses on the eyebrows and beard for a moment, making the Starlight Mountain shatter and shine.

"The starry sky is so beautiful."

The hoarse voice said, with his outstretched hand resting on the back of his head, the snow crunching beneath him.

Under the starlight, this man was wearing a white leather coat, lying in the snow and blending into the earth. If it weren't for his eyes as bright as stars, he wouldn't have been able to notice it for a moment.

"yes."

Voices sounded around him, and the snow undulated, showing various figures.

"It's rare to see a starry sky like this."

"It turns out the stars are so beautiful."

"It's time to recite a poem."

"You're obscene."

"It would be nice if there was wine."

"Another piece of barbecue."

The chatter and laughter rang out randomly, making the freezing cold night a bit more lively. Just like enjoying the snow on a spring outing, admiring the stars on a winter night is also an elegant thing.

Suddenly, the hand just now was raised again. With this movement, the sound of voices suddenly came, and the world fell into dead silence.

In this deathly silence, another burst of sound suddenly sounded, as if appearing out of thin air and approaching instantly.

The horse's hooves kicked up the snow, revealing the animal skins wrapped on it.

It is this hide that muffles the sound of the horse's hooves, making it unnoticeable until you get closer.

This was a group of more than a dozen soldiers and horses, wearing armor and helmets under the starlight. The swords, guns, swords, halberds, and crossbows flashed coldly on their backs. Even in the snowy night, the speed of the horses did not slow down at all. Suddenly, the horse in the middle neighed and jumped from the ground.

A straight long knife cut off the horse's front hoof.

The horse neighed and fell, and the man on it also rolled down. Before the man could get up, a long knife had already cut off his head in two places.

Blood spurted out, instantly staining the snow red.

The entire team became confused, because people jumped up one after another on the snow, slashing at the cavalry with long swords and short axes.

With nonsense shouts, painful roars, and horses neighing, the originally cold land became noisy, but this noise was filled with flesh and blood.

A spear pierced a cavalryman and tore him off his horse. The spear was thrown away along with the cavalryman. The attacking man had instantly picked up a broad knife that had fallen to the side, and whirled around with a clang to hit the man behind him.

The sickle crashed open.

But in the end, because his feet slipped slightly, he was hit in the neck by a flying ax thrown by a cavalryman on the other side. He screamed and threw himself to the ground motionless. The blood stained the ground and his white robe, and he was once again connected with the earth.

Integrate into one.

The battle was cruel and short. Everything seemed to happen in an instant and ended in a tragic instant. The horses were either killed or fled. As a long knife penetrated the chest of the wounded without hesitation, the wailing sound disappeared instantly.

Quietness returned to heaven and earth again.

The starlight was still there, but the ground was no longer as white as before, instead there were bloody corpses everywhere.

There are gold soldiers and men in white robes.

The bearded man squatted in front of a man in a white robe and reached out to touch his still-open eyes.

"Boss."

A reminder sounded behind me.

The bearded man turned back.

"Am I becoming more sentimental now?" he asked.

None of the men behind him paid attention to him, either tearing off the weapons, robes and boots from the golden soldier's corpse, or lying on the dead horse and drinking blood.

"Boss, hurry up, take a few sips and leave." Someone said vaguely.

The bearded man shook his head.

"The meaning of life is not just eating and drinking." He said, swiping the knife in his hand, cutting off a piece of horse meat, and stuffing the bloody piece of horse meat into his robe, "There is also poetry and distance."

He tilted his head and thought for a while after saying this.

"That's probably what she said. It's been so long that I almost forgot."

The other men had already stood up and casually wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths.

"Boss, are you sentimental? Not to mention, you talk more than before." A man said.

"Are you saying I'm a talkative person?" the bearded man said displeasedly, "How can I be a talkative person? We are getting further and further north, and I can't even see my personal hair. It's so easy to talk back when I see one.

Hu Yu, I’m afraid that over time I won’t be able to speak our language.”

The men all laughed.

"Boss, you are really far-sighted," they said.

The bearded man's eyes overflowed with smiles, and his face was full of pride.

"That's right." He said, waving his hand, "Tonight we'll have a good meal and a handful of good firewood, and then we'll go."

The group of people did not stop and rushed northward in the snow under the starlight. Their figures slowly merged with the earth and disappeared.

When the sun illuminated the land, the place became noisy again as more soldiers and horses came.

Their dark helmets, bright red tassels, and mercury armor that resembled snow were on their bodies. Their faces were full of arrogance and brutality. They were the most elite cavalry in the imperial city.

Seeing these dead bodies scattered and frozen in the snow, they roared angrily.

"It's these woodcutters again."

"Why did they let them succeed again!"

"Are our warriors so useless?"

"Sir, they don't have many people left. The mountains are blocked by heavy snow. They don't even have fire sticks. They will definitely die."

"It would be too easy for them to die like that. They must die in our hands, skin and bones, to avenge the great emperor."

"Warriors, kill a woodcutter and get an official title."

Accompanied by this shout, the golden soldiers roared forward, and snow flew on the ground.

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Everything in the world seemed to be covered with snow, even the mountains, rocks and trees were no exception. The whole world seemed to be frozen.

But a snow-white lotus bloomed in this frozen place, as if it were a lake.

But in fact, this is a steep cliff.

One hand reached over and picked off the snow lotus.

Against the background of the snow lotus, this hand became more and more red and swollen, with frostbite covering it, which was unbearable to see.

This action of picking snow lotus is very difficult for such frostbitten hands, let alone picking up snow-covered stones with hands.

The man clung to the smooth cliff, his body tensed and his expression relaxed. He slowly put the snow lotus under his mouth and nose and smelled it. His increasingly haggard expression showed a bit of comfort.

"It smells so good," he said.

After saying this, the whole person suddenly fell downwards, as if he could no longer hold up the fall, but in fact he clung to the cliff dexterously and finally slid down to the bottom of the cliff safely.

"Look." He held up the snow lotus and shouted to the five men sitting around, "It's beautiful."

The five men looked over. Although they all looked haggard and had chapped lips, they all had smiles on their faces.

"Boss, why are you interested in flowers and plants again? Are you really going to become a little girl?" they laughed.

"What do you know? This is medicinal material." The bearded man said, carefully putting the snow lotus into his belt, "There is a guy who needs this. When I get back, give it to her, and the debt I owe will be settled."

It’s paid off.”

Others didn't pay attention to the debts he muttered about, but when they heard the word "go back", a trace of sadness flashed in their eyes.

Still, can you go back?

Although they all came with the intention of dying, they still want to go back.

Several people looked at the bearded man, watching him carefully and happily examine the leather pocket containing the snow lotus. In fact, there was no need to pick the flowers on the cliff. It was a waste of little energy, but because of the snow lotus,

The people you miss and miss can bring you spiritual comfort.

Think about it all the time, as if this person is right next to you.

Their smiles became a little sour, but their expressions became solemn the next moment.
To be continued...