C103 North Geese Fly South Winter Is Approaching(part I)

I.

"Caw ~ Caw ~ ~" From the sky came the cry of a lone goose. Waves of cold wind blew across the desolate Yellow-flower Furrow Grassland, causing people to feel winter's aura ahead of time.

The grass swayed with the wind, and a group of iron-clad men appeared and disappeared like statues. Many of them looked at the giant goose flying over their heads, their hearts racing with the dry grass