Originally, Colin thought that the North Territory of the Glorious Empire was already cold enough.
But now he discovered, compared to the Sky Ice Plain, the North Territory was like a large greenhouse.
It's almost the end of May now, he would have felt a hint of summer if he was in the North Territory.
But here on the Sky Ice Plain, snow is still falling.
No wonder the North Territory wasn't expanded any further north when it previously held an absolute advantage.
Northerners really don't want to come to this bitterly cold place.
In the howling north wind, the snowflakes quickly turned the world into a vast expanse of white.
The Fifty thousand Dark Cavalry, like a raging black tide, was dashing north in the snow.
The horses' hooves shattered the ice and snow as they hit the ground, revealing the frozen soil.
The thundering hooves and the clanging of armor, accompanied by the wind, composed an intimidating and aggressive melody.
