On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

The darkness before dawn, like thick ink, covered the city of Yanjing.

The biting cold wind, carrying fine snow foam, was like countless icy needles, whipping the face and hands, bringing sharp pain.

The air was so cold it seemed to freeze your breath; every breath you took felt like ice, piercing your lungs. However, on the training grounds north of Yanjing City, a scene of solemnity and intense heat unfolded.

There are torches like a forest on the huge parade ground!

The blazing flames swayed violently in the strong wind, making crackling sounds, dispelling the surrounding darkness and casting countless twisted and dancing light and shadows.

Illuminated by the flames, there was a torrent of steel that was as silent as a mountain and filled with murderous intent!

At the front, there were a total of 500 heavily armored cavalrymen of the "Jinwu Guards" wearing dark fish-scale heavy armor, carrying powerful crossbows on their backs, long swords with sheaths on their waists, and holding 10-foot-long steel spears!

They are the absolute elite that Lin Zhen brought from Hu County. They have survived hundreds of battles and are like tempered blades!

The cold armor gleamed dimly in the firelight, with only his cold lips and jaw visible under the visor. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, emitting a suffocating aura of iron and blood!

The war horses under their crotches were all carefully selected "Snow-Treading Black Horses". They were black all over, with muscular body, and covered with fine steel scale horse armor. They spewed out thick white mist in the cold wind, and their hooves pawed the frozen soil restlessly, making a dull "dong dong" sound, like a suppressed war drum!

Following closely behind were three hundred musketeers from the "Shenjiying" camp equipped with the latest flintlock rifles!

They were dressed in indigo cotton armor, covered with half leather armor, wore iron helmets, carried ammunition bags on their backs, and held shiny black flintlock rifles with long barrels!

The formation is neat and orderly, the movements are efficient and neat, and the eyes are focused and calm, just like a falcon about to pull the trigger!

Cheng Xuan was dressed in orange and yellow clothes, like a burning flame, riding on a horse, holding a command flag, and personally supervising the battle!

Her pretty face was tense and her eyes were sharp as she scanned the equipment status of each soldier.

Further to the rear were two thousand elite northern border troops who were temporarily transferred and supplemented!

Their equipment is slightly inferior, but each of them has a strong build, fierce eyes, and carries the unique fierceness of the North!

Most of them wore thick leather coats, covered with chain mail or leather armor, and held various weapons such as spears, swords, and maces. They rode on Mongolian horses or Hequ horses with greater endurance, like a group of wolves that smelled blood!

The entire army was in complete silence!

There were only the occasional snorting of war horses, the slight clashing of armor, and the whistling of the cold wind!

An invisible, tangible murderous aura, mixed with the smell of cold iron and the salty taste of sweat, permeated and rose in the air!

It was like a sleeping prehistoric beast, slowly opening its cold eyes and revealing its ferocious fangs!

Lin Zhen stood proudly on the platform in the training ground!

He was not wearing armor, still wearing his usual black dragon-patterned uniform, with a thin cloak of the same color on the outside, and his figure was as tall and straight as a solitary peak!

The cold wind blew up his sleeves, making a rustling sound!

He did not hold a sword in his hand, but only pressed the hilt of the Panlong Golden Sword at his waist.

His eyes, like two cold searchlights, slowly swept across the thousands of soldiers standing solemnly below the stage!

That look was calm, deep, and carried a kind of majesty that controlled everything and an unquestionable determination!

"Soldiers!"

Lin Zhen's voice was not loud, but it was like the clanging of metal, clearly penetrating the whistling cold wind and reaching the ears of every soldier! It carried a power that went straight to the heart!

"Helian Tieshu, the chieftain of the Black Water Tribe! He's colluding with the remnants of the Northern Yan, raising his own troops and resisting the king's rule! His bandits ambushed and killed our messenger, then hung his head on display as a warning! He even boasted that he would take this prince's head and hang it on the city gate as a sacrifice!"

His voice suddenly rose, like a thunderclap, filled with surging anger and cold murderous intent!

"This beast treats the might of our Great Qian Heaven as nothing! He treats our border troops as worthless! He regards the laws and orders of our king as dirt! His actions! His words! His crimes are unforgivable! His entire clan should be executed!"

"Roar!" Thousands of soldiers below the stage, like ignited powder barrels, instantly erupted in earth-shaking roars!

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Jinwu Guard's heavy cavalry!

The musketeers of the Shenji Camp clenched their flintlock rifles!

The northern border troops even roared like wolves!

Murderous aura soars to the sky!

Even the howling cold wind was instantly suppressed by the violent sound waves!

"Today! This prince will personally lead you and attack Black Stone Fort!" Lin Zhen suddenly drew out the golden dragon sword from his waist!

The sword tip, illuminated by the torch, drew a dazzling golden light!

"Crush the Black Water Tribe! Capture Helian Tieshu alive! Use his blood! Use the blood of the Black Water Tribe! Pay tribute to my fallen brothers! Pay tribute to the dignity of Daqian! Pay tribute to the bright future of Northern Yan!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!" The roar of thunder and sea rang out again! The sound was like a physical shock wave, shaking the snow around the training ground to fall!

"Mao Mengji!"

"I'm here!" Mao Mengji appeared under the reviewing stand like a ghost, his skinny figure casting a long, demon-like shadow in the firelight!

The hideous scar on his face looked like a wriggling centipede in the firelight, and his eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty and excited cold light!

"You are the vanguard! Lead the way!"

"Understood, sir!" Mao Mengji's hoarse voice was filled with a cruel pleasure, and he suddenly jumped onto the horse!

Point the long sword in your hand forward!

"Jinwu Guards! Follow me!"

"Boom!" The heavy sound of horse hooves instantly broke the dead silence before dawn!

Five hundred Jinwu Guards' heavily armored cavalrymen rushed out of the training ground like a black steel torrent!

The heavy horse hooves pounded the frozen ground, creating a rumble like thunder, and the ground itself trembled slightly.

Lin Zhen jumped onto the horse, and his black cloak rolled up in a sharp arc behind him!

"All troops! Move out!"

"Woo! Woo! Woo!" The desolate and majestic sound of the horn pierced the sky!

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" The heavy sound of war drums is like the heartbeat of a giant, shaking the earth!

"Shenji Battalion! Forward!" Cheng Xuan's clear voice rang out! The command flag waved!

"Border troops! Follow up!" The northern border army general roared!

The entire army was like a floodgate that had been opened, rolling forward!

The sound of horse hooves, footsteps, the clashing of armor, the sound of war drums and horns... merged into a wave of sound that shook the world!

It was like a sleeping dragon waking up and letting out an earth-shaking roar!

Heading north, towards Black Stone Fort, towards Helian Tieshu's lair, crushing forward! The icy murderous aura, like a tangible cold wave, swept across the entire Yanjing City!

......

The army left Yanjing and plunged into the more desolate and cold heartland of Northern Yan.

The north wind was as sharp as a knife, blowing up snow foam all over the sky, and the world was in chaos.

Visibility was extremely low, and figures were blurry ten steps away.

The snow was up to the horses' bellies, and every step was extremely difficult.

The severe cold was like an invisible devil, madly devouring the soldiers' body temperature and strength.

The exposed skin was instantly frozen and numb, and the hot air exhaled instantly condensed into ice crystals that hung on the eyebrows and beard.

The warhorse exhaled thick white air, and frost formed around its nostrils.

However, the morale of this army is like a burning flame, growing hotter in the severe cold!

Lin Zhen led the troops and did not ride in a carriage, but rode his horse in front of the army!

The black cloak fluttered in the wind and snow, like an unyielding battle flag!

His eyes were sharp, as if piercing through the wind and snow, pointing directly at Blackstone Castle!

His existence itself is a banner, silently inspiring every soldier!

The Jinwu Guards' heavy cavalry were as silent as a mountain, like a moving steel fortress!

Under the leadership of Cheng Xuan, the musketeers of the Shenji Camp remained in strict formation, carefully protecting their precious firearms and ammunition!

The northern border troops were even more at ease. They were familiar with this harsh environment, and their rough shouts came one after another, encouraging each other!

"Report!" A Jinwu Guard scout came galloping over in the wind and snow, dismounted, and knelt on one knee in front of Lin Zhen's horse. His voice was hoarse with the wind and snow.

"Your Highness! General Mao, the vanguard, has arrived at Wild Wolf Valley! We've discovered a large amount of blood and traces of battle within the valley. Captain Zhang... Captain Zhang's head is at the valley entrance! And... and..."

The scout's voice choked with grief and indignation. "There are still dozens of bodies of our soldiers, stripped naked and hung upside down from dead trees! Their stomachs ripped open! The death is horrible!"

"What?!" Lin Zhen's eyes flashed with coldness! A violent rage erupted in his chest like a volcano!

The air around seemed to freeze instantly!

Chengxuan's pretty face turned pale and tears filled her eyes!

The soldiers behind him roared in anger, their murderous aura surging in an instant!

"Helian Tieshu!!!" Lin Zhen squeezed out the name from between his teeth, his voice as cold as ten thousand years of black ice! He suddenly clamped down on the horse's belly!

"Speed ​​up! Target—Wild Wolf Valley!"

"Speed ​​up!" The order was passed down layer by layer!

The army was like an enraged beast, braving the wind and snow and rushing madly towards the Wild Wolf Valley!

Wild Wolf Valley is located on the only way to Blackstone Castle.

There are steep cliffs covered with ice and snow on both sides. The valley is narrow and rugged, like the open mouth of a giant beast, exuding a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

When Lin Zhen led his troops to the valley entrance, the scene before them made all the soldiers shudder with fear!

On the dead trees on both sides of the valley entrance, dozens of naked, frozen corpses were hanging upside down, like a slaughterhouse!

It was the Jinwu Guard team that was heading to Blackstone Castle to deliver the message!

Their bodies were covered with knife wounds and arrow holes, and their blood had long since frozen into a dark red ice shell!

What’s even more outrageous is that their chests were brutally cut open and their internal organs were removed!

The empty eye sockets stared blankly at the gray sky!

The corpse swayed gently in the cold wind like a tattered rag doll!

In the middle of the valley, a head was held high on a thick wooden stake!

It was the messenger Captain Zhang!

His eyes were wide open, and his face was frozen with the anger and indomitable spirit before death!

Below the head, several large, crooked Northern Yan characters were smeared on the snow with blood: "Lin Zhen, little boy! Receive your death!"