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Blue skies and white clouds with a gentle breeze blowing.
Tens of thousands of soldiers moved slowly.
Gao Fei sat on his horseback, slightly tilting his head up, enjoying the sun's rays. Counting the days, he had been in the Qiu Ling Great Grassland for more than ten days now, following the army in their toilsome treks from east to west every day. Tiresome it was, yet not the slightest danger had he encountered; whenever bandits appeared, he didn't even need to lift a finger before other soldiers rushed forward and wiped them out.
It even gave Gao Fei the illusion that he came to Qiu Ling Great Grassland not to suppress bandits but to have fun.
There was one thing that irked Gao Fei a great deal.
During the day, the temperature on the Qiu Ling Great Grassland was extremely high, but at night, it plummeted, accompanied by the cutting cold wind. The drastic change from warmth to chill was something Gao Fei found deeply uncomfortable.
