C79 The Wind and Clouds Become Chaotic and the Mountains Break Apart(5)

A small troop of cavalry wearing red clothes bathed in the brilliant sunlight flew across the vast snow-covered prairie. The snow that had already begun to melt was trampled by the hooves of the horses, flying in all directions amidst the black-yellow soil.

When the team ran up a small mound, centurion Yuwen Sanqi raised his head and stopped the team. He looked ahead with his hand in the shade