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Braving the piercing wind and snow, most of the soldiers could hardly open their eyes.
Inside a carriage drawn by several white flying horses, Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body sat with Zhao Chong, their expressions vastly different.
Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body was excited at the prospect of seeing Chen Hao again; Zhao Chong, on the other hand, was fraught with worry about the inclement weather and the events that were soon to unfold.
According to Zhao Chong's estimation, they would be able to meet with the allied forces of the Qian and Li families as early as tomorrow. The thirteen thousand strong Ghost King Battalion closing in on Sunset Pass, and the seventy thousand enemy troops within Dark Wind Hills would also rendezvous at a later time.