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Chapter 395 Jieshan!

What is the boundary mountain? The boundary between heaven and earth? This is the end of the world. How high is the boundary mountain? No one knows the exact number. I only hear the older generation say that the boundary mountain is ten thousand feet high, no one can climb up. How long is the boundary mountain? No one knows, anyway, the Qiang people only know that the western desert is ten thousand feet high.

No one knows what world is on the other side of the Realm Mountain. He only hears stories from the older generation that the Gods are on the other side of the Realm Mountain are the Gods Realm, which is where the gods live. They advise them not to try to cross the Realm Mountain to disturb the gods.

However, at this time, a long team was walking towards the Border Mountain, and they were the Qiang migratory army!

The Qiang migratory army, which originally had one million people, was chased by the Ningta Legion, and only a few hundred thousand people were left, one ten remained!

"I can't do it anymore..."

"You guys go, don't worry about me..."

As the migratory army was walking, some people fell down. Almost every moment, people were frozen to death or starved to death. It was a mixture of hunger and cold. Qizitol and Gan Fengyun were at the forefront of the team. These two men had no cavalry, and their sweat and blood BMWs were frozen to death.

If Qizitol had no martial arts skills, he would probably not be able to hold on with his body.

"Father, we are here!"

Gan Fengyun stopped with a pale face, his feet were deeply trapped in the snow layer, and then he looked up at the Jieshan Mountain not far away in front of him. A trace of fear flashed across his eyes, and he was afraid!

"Don't stop, keep walking. We have to cross the boundary mountain and find a new home!" Qizitol continued to walk forward with a firm look, stepping on the thick snow layer one after another.

The original plan was to migrate to the southern grassland, but the Qin army still refused to let them go and kept chasing them, resulting in the fact that they did not have their place to stay on the southern grassland. Therefore, their only hope was to cross the boundary mountain!

Gan Fengyun took a short rest and then continued to move forward. The other Qiang people did not give up on their pace of progress. They all gritted their teeth and followed with their teeth.

The closer they get to the boundary mountain, the lower the temperature, and the difficulty of breathing is gradually difficult. More and more Qiang people fall to the ground in silence, becoming a dead body in the snow. Qiang people have no time to cry or mourn. On the contrary, they will pull out the clothes of the corpse and put them on themselves to keep the cold.

"stop!"

"Don't run!"

At this time, waves of roars came from the rear of the migratory army. When the sound was heard, countless Qiang people were like frightened birds, and their paces accelerated. There was no doubt that it was the warriors of the Ningta Legion who were chasing them.

The warriors of the Ningta Legion were all walking, wearing four or five layers of fur coats, holding bent bows and chasing them relentlessly. The warriors of the Ningta Legion were also tenacious and were still chasing them here, and the two commanders Garu Yue and Aronasun Sheng were also among them.

Because the snow layer was too thick, the warriors of the Ningta Legion were very slow and it was difficult to catch up with the Qiang migratory army. However, with their existence, the Qiang migratory army had to continue to advance. The more they advanced, the more people were frozen to death, and they indirectly killed the enemy.

"These Qiang people are really tenacious and they still run away!"

“是啊,成为我们的刀下亡魂不好吗?”

Garu Yue and Aronasun Sheng walked and discussed. They were also very impressed by the tenacious will of the Qiang people. They all ran here and had to run, which forced them to give up their war horses and freeze many brothers to death.

Furious with hunger and cold, with the front of the boundary mountain and the pursuers behind, the Qiang people are facing a crisis of life and death. If they cannot cross the boundary mountain, the Qiang people will disappear into the long river of history from then on, as if they have never appeared.

After half an hour, only 80,000 people remained in the migratory army of 100,000 Qiang people. Those 20,000 were not killed by the Ningta Legion, but were frozen to death. Before climbing the mountain, such a large casualties occurred, which shows how cold it is and how miserable the Qiang people are.

The Qiang people not only face pursuits, hunger and cold, but also lack of oxygen. The higher they move forward, the higher the terrain, the thinner the oxygen becomes. Of course, the Qiang people do not know what oxygen is, they only know that it is difficult to whistle and their throats are tighter.

After a period of time, Qiqitol, Gan Fengyun and some Qiang people began to climb the mountain. As time went by, more and more Qiang people began to climb the mountain, and the Ningta Legion also stopped to chase and waited at the foot of the mountain, silently watching one Qiang people roll down from the Jieshan Mountain.

Galu Yue cleared a small piece of snow, sat down, and then raised his head to look at the Qiang migratory army climbing the Jieshan Mountain. Seeing this, Aronasun Sheng also opened an open space next to Galu Yue. The two commanders watched the Qiang people climb the Jieshan Mountain like watching the opera.

Seeing the Qiang people falling down, Garu Yue and Aronasun Sheng couldn't help but smack their tongues, and the other Ningta Legion warriors also began to discuss in a low voice, expressing their admiration.

“胜,我们干看着也无聊,要不要打一个赌,我赌羌族人不能翻过界山!”嘎鲁·月脸上带着笑意的看着旁边的阿罗那顺·胜笑道.

"Do you think I can bet?" Arona Sheng looked at Galu Yue with a look of a fool. Although he didn't know how high the realm mountain was, he could tell at a glance that the Qiang people could not turn over.

Galu Yue smiled embarrassedly and continued to look up at the Qiang people climbing the world mountain.

"ah!"

Screams sounded, and many people accidentally fell from the Realm Mountain. Many people were still motionless while crawling. Watching one tribe after another, Qiqitol and Gan Fengyun were heartbroken, their eyes were red, and their hearts were full of hatred!

Damn Qin Empire!

"Adults protect children!"

"Protect your children, and they are our hope!"

Faced with huge dangers, the Qiang people became more and more united, holding hands, surrounding their children, and facing dangers together. Unity is strength.

Under unity, the Qiang people climbed the Jieshan Mountain faster and higher, and they also became higher and higher. Looking down, the warriors of the Ningta Legion at the foot of the mountain were like ants.

One hour later, the 80,000 Qiang people were sharply reduced by half, leaving only 40,000. They also climbed to the middle of the Zhenshan Mountain. Another hour passed, and only 10,000 Qiang people were left, and they were still one-quarter away from the top of the mountain!

After climbing to three-quarters, the Qiang people climbed the Jieshan Mountains significantly reduced, making it more and more difficult, and the casualties became faster and faster. The foot of the Jieshan Mountains was filled with dense cold corpses.

Another hour passed!

After going through many difficulties, Qizitol finally climbed to the top of Jieshan Mountain and stood on the snow-capped mountain. Qizitol breathed a lot of relief, and then he collapsed on the ground like an amnesty, looking at the Baiyun, who was so close to him, and was ecstatic.
Chapter completed!
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