Simon: "..."

"Damn it, none of our gods are here... When will Daxia help us!" The soldier just said a few words, his lips were already cracked, and the blood that flowed out quickly turned into ice crystals.

"Who knows, Daxia is dealing with the entire Winter Temple... We are only 30 million snow beasts."

Although Simon said this, his eyes became more and more desperate.

Those snow beasts are each taller than the last!

The mammoth, which is more than 100 meters tall, is almost as tall as the Great Wall!

As for the Frost Giant, which is more than 300 meters high, these warriors have to raise their heads to shoot!

"I heard that there is a 500-meter-high Northern Great Wall over there in Daxia... That would be so cool. Just shoot down and it would be over. If only we had..." Simon raised his head with difficulty in the cold wind and fired with a machine gun.

The head of a frost giant shouted loudly.

But he also knew this was impossible.

Because Daxia is made of reinforced concrete!

On my side, the soil was just watered and frozen, without any steel reinforcements to support it. The ability to build it to 200 meters depends on the arrival of severe winter.

Simon glanced at the shuttle, but saw that the frost giant thousands of meters away just wiped his face, and then cursed again: "Damn it, if there are flamethrowers, thermite bombs, and thermobaric bombs at this time..."

York on the side trembled and joked: "Well, then our city wall will collapse."

They cannot use high-temperature weapons that are most effective against winter creatures!

You even have to stand on the icy Great Wall, facing the cold wind, and face those winter creatures with ordinary weapons!

Not to mention the flamethrower, in order to prevent the heavy artillery from shattering the ice crystal Great Wall, each heavy artillery can only be fired every two minutes. During this period, water and ice must be poured to repair the cracked city wall.

As for using gasoline to ignite the sea of ​​​​fire like Daxia did... it is even more of a fantasy.

Everyone knows that to deal with the cold winter, you must use fire and high-temperature weapons.

But the premise is that there is a city wall that will not be burned!

"Damn it, hold on... From now on, I will never let my child lie down in the snow and fight like us!" Simon cursed, turned around and asked: "York, do you have liquor, chili or anything?"

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"No, it's gone a long time ago! Damn it, who wouldn't want that thing now?"

At this moment, every European soldier on the city wall felt the biting cold wind, endured the extreme cold, and pulled the trigger with difficulty.

You also have to endure problems such as freezing, exploding chambers, and jamming of weapons that may occur from time to time at low temperatures.

But even so, they still stood on the icy Great Wall and kept fighting in the cold wind and ice and snow.

"Come on, beast!"

"kill!"

Behind them is their home!

The will to protect the homeland never distinguishes nationality.

But for some things, will alone is not enough.

Even though soldiers are not afraid of the cold, because of the Great Wall of Ice, they cannot use flamethrowers, thermobaric bombs and other high-temperature weapons, and they cannot even use heavy artillery continuously. Even machine guns cannot be mounted on the city wall.

This makes their firepower completely different from that of Daxia, which even has bullets coated with thermite.

There are even soldiers who pull the trigger and can no longer let go, and their whole body becomes one with the city wall.

Those 30 million giant beasts, relying on their huge bodies that were harder than ice and snow, and carrying bullets that could not melt flesh and blood, trampled on the ice and snow with heavy steps, approaching step by step in the cold wind.

"Fire quickly!"

Simon shouted: "They are closing in, five hundred meters!"

York aimed at the giant elephant's eyes, but the hand that pulled the trigger suddenly paused: "Damn, my gun jammed..."

"boom!"

A mammoth roared like a tank and crashed into the city wall!

"boom!"

The city wall was covered with ice crystals and had no steel reinforcements. It shattered and collapsed. Every soldier was wailing and being smashed by the falling soil!

Simon and York fell hard on the mammoth's back, and a huge piece of frozen soil hit Simon's thigh, staining it red with blood.

Amid the roar of gunfire, Simon, who was briefly unconscious, slowly opened his eyes. Snowflakes had covered his face. He felt an unprecedented coldness, and his body seemed to no longer belong to him.

He wiped the icy crust on his face, the sticky blood and snow mixed together, and saw heavy snowfall all over the sky.

He turned around and looked around, and suddenly found that beneath him was the giant elephant that had smashed the city wall and was about to step into the home behind him.

The comrades on the walls on both sides tried their best to shoot at the giant beast with their guns, but the thick fur and huge body that was harder than ice and snow only made some bloody holes and could not damage the internal organs at all.

Simon touched the grenade in his arms.

"If, if you can stuff it into its ears... it should be able to explode to death..." Simon turned his head with difficulty and saw the huge ears of the cattail leaf fan next to him.

He wanted to stand up, but his cold body had no strength to stand up.

"York, can you stand up..." He looked at York, who fell beside him, but after a quick glance, he saw that York's body had been smashed into two sections by pieces of frozen soil.

The dead cannot die again.

"Are you going to die on the back of a mammoth? Haha..." Simon laughed at himself feebly. Maybe it was the increasing amount of bleeding, or maybe it was the howling of the cold wind and the beating of the ice and snow that made his consciousness more and more blurred.

My body feels increasingly cold and heavy, so numb that I can't even feel the pain.

suddenly.

"Huh?" Simon was startled, and saw a bottle cap exposed in York's breast pocket.

He tried hard to take out his pocket with his fingers, and found a small half bottle of liquor, half a cigarette, a lighter, and a photo.

The photo showed a family of three. York was laughing. At that time, he was still young and had no frostbite on his face. His skin was fair and plump. He looked like a little fat boy. He was having a barbecue with his parents at the beach.

"You said before that you were only nineteen years old. I still don't believe it." Simon glanced at York, who had frostbite on his face and a big beard. He had a vicissitudes of life and stuffed the photo back into his

pocket.

The wine is Daxia Baijiu.

"Heh, I knew you were hiding something." Simon opened the bottle cap with difficulty, took a drink for himself, and lit a cigarette with difficulty.

After taking in the hot alcohol and warm smoke, my cold and numb body seemed to be awakened.

With the power brought by this sip of white wine, Simon tried hard to push the mud block pressing on him, but he still couldn't push it and his body was still numb.

"My body is still stiff...it still doesn't hurt enough..."

Simon's eyes suddenly became fierce. He glanced at the comrades on the wall who were still trying to support him and who had put down the ropes and tried to get down to help him. He smiled and shook his head.

"Wow!"

He poured half a bottle of liquor onto his injured thigh!

"ah!!!"

Simon let out a mournful wail, and the heartbreaking pain instantly caused cold sweat to break out on his cold and heavy body.

Most of my fuzzy consciousness suddenly cleared up!

"It's not enough!"

He pulled out a dagger and smashed it hard on the thigh wound that was soaked with white wine!

"ah!!!!"

This almost frozen body was completely awakened!

The pain brought the final strength to the body. He lifted the mud block pressing his thigh, only to see that the thigh was twisted and the bones were penetrated.

"Oh shit."

Simon stood up unsteadily on the head of the giant elephant, grabbed the thick hair, and walked towards the ears of the cattail leaf fan step by step with difficulty.

He suddenly remembered the Daxia documentary he had watched.

Those figures lying in the snow, frozen into ice sculptures, those stories of blocking the muzzle of the gun with their bodies.

At that time, I was still a college student, eating food from the cafeteria and living in a warm dormitory. I had never felt cold or hungry, and I thought I understood a lot.

"I didn't believe it before, I didn't believe those things."

"I think that's a fantasy."

"How could someone be willing to be frozen into an ice sculpture? How could someone use their chest to block the eyes? That is completely beyond the physiological limit."

Simon swayed step by step, holding the mammoth's hair tightly, and stood above the big ears of the cattail fan.

"I never thought... one day, I would learn from them."

He took a last puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke, then bit the grenade in his mouth, grasped the thick hair tightly with both hands, jumped down, and swung himself into the huge ears.

"Now, I believe it."
To be continued...