"The Northern Barbarians... they've crossed the Black River," the rider gasped, collapsing before the fortress steps. "The capital... they sent no reinforcements. They want us to die here, Lin Feng. They want the snow to bury the shame of their betrayal."
"The capital thinks Beiliang is a wall of stone," Lin Feng whispered, his voice cutting through the gale. "They forget that Beiliang is a wall of men. If they want this land to be a grave, we will make sure it belongs to the invaders." Download File TuyetTrungHanDaoHanh_10.avi
The snow didn't just fall in Beiliang; it conquered. It blanketed the jagged peaks like a burial shroud, hiding the blood of the thousands who had fallen defending the northern gate. "The Northern Barbarians