Time, 1024 years of the imperial calendar, location, north of the imperial capital.


    I don''t know whether it''s because of the season or this is the case here. The cold wind howls wantonly in the sky and hits on the face, like a bone scraping knife. The cold chill sneaks into the body along the pores, and people can''t stop beating.


    Outside a dilapidated fortress, the city gate was wide open. Under the maintenance of soldiers, the residents of the city staggered out of the city in a chaotic line.


    At a glance, the whole team was like a long snake, drawing a slender black line on the earth and winding forward slowly.


    No purpose, no hope!


    In the cold wind as cold as a knife, most of them bent their bodies, like walking corpses, mechanically following the footsteps in front of them.


    Numbness and sadness are deeply engraved on everyone''s face. The back of the previous person is reflected in the turbid eyes. Then, staring without blinking, it is like a fragile silk thread, pulling them towards the future.


    Is there a future?


    Everyone has asked himself this.


    Leave the fortress and walk on the desolate land of ice and snow. Your thin clothes can''t isolate the biting cold wind. While enduring the endless freezing, you should always be on guard against dangerous species that may jump out to prey, and even avoid the warring Army


    Everything seems to indicate that they have no future!


    Either starve to death in this barren land, or become a dangerous kind of food. But even so, they were still impatient to escape the fortress and the falling devil''s cave.


    For no other reason, becoming a prisoner of the imperial army is more frightening to them than freezing to death outside. Especially the leader of the army, the general who delights in torture, Estes!


    At the thought of this name, everyone was trembling and frightened, and the pace of travel unconsciously accelerated a lot.


    I don''t know how long I walked, my legs have long been numb with cold, and I can''t even feel the perception of lower legs and feet below the knee. The reason why they can stand and walk is all supported by their fear of Estes.


    Just then, the front team suddenly stopped, and the refugees who followed closely behind did not react at all, and hit the front man''s back along the inertia.


    Both of them couldn''t control their bodies and fell to the ground. Like the refugees behind them, they couldn''t stop and tripped over their fallen legs.


    "Ouch!"


    "What the hell is going on in front of you?"


    "Well, why did you stop? Damn it, I don''t know to say hello in advance!"


    WOW!


    Like dominoes, the refugees in rags tripped to the ground one by one, humming, complaining and cursing in pain.


    Until now, the walking dead like zombies have finally gained a trace of popularity.


    "It''s the Dona!"


    I don''t know who shouted. It was clear and mixed with the tone of fear and despair. It was like an invisible broom, which swept away all the complaints and curses, leaving only short and violent breathing and bloody eyes.


    The Donna river was once the mother river that gave birth to them, but now, this large river nearly 30 meters wide seems like a natural moat, blocking their escape.


    In front of the river is the rapids, behind the enemy fortress... At this moment, panic and despair spread in everyone''s heart.


    They had left the fortress with one in ten thousand hopes and fled here because it was rumored that the general of the Imperial Army, Estes, had the strongest ice imperial equipment. Maybe she would freeze the river for the army to pass through.


    The river with numerous waves in front of us will completely knock down the dust with the last trace of residual thoughts and hopes!


    "God, where should we go?" "who will save us..."


    After a short silence, a group of refugees sat on the ground in despair. The cold wind continued to attack their fragile bodies, but it was difficult to hide their collapsing hearts.


    "Mom, can''t we escape?"


    A child of six or seven years old raised his head from his mother''s arms, full of childlike eyes, with a desire for life.


    "No, definitely not!"


    The mother held back the tears in her eyes and tightened her arms. "Prince seka will come soon. With the power of the prince, he will certainly help us cross the Donna river."


    In fact, shortly after they left the fortress, Prince seka, who was in the mother''s mouth, was led by Estes to break through the city and become a prisoner of the Empire.


    I''m too busy to take care of myself. How can I come to help these refugees?


    "Yes!"


    Hearing Prince seka, the child had a new light in his eyes, buried his head in his mother''s arms, and soon fell asleep.


    "What''s that?"


    Just as the crowd howled, a man raised his finger to the river and screamed.


    The crowd looked into the distance along the man''s fingers. In the center of the river, a man with dark red broken hair and white clothes stood on the river and looked around curiously.


    What surprised them most was that the man could stand on the river safely, as if his feet were not the flowing river, but the hard earth!


    The man standing at the front of the team was in doubt. He thought that something unknown had changed in the Donna river. He squatted down, raised his hand and stretched into the river to test it.


    "It''s the river. How can it?"


    "Can''t it be... Dangerous?" a man swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said hard.


    "Fart, it''s clearly a person. People like us can''t be dangerous?" the companion nearby refuted, "I guess that adult must be a big man with imperial equipment!"


    Speaking of the latter sentence, the companion unconsciously used honorifics.


    Although I don''t know the real identity of the man on the river, I can conclude that the other party and I are definitely not the same people just by the coquettish gesture of putting both hands in their trouser pockets.


    To be exact, not a class of people.


    It seemed that he noticed the commotion by the river. Zhang Han turned his head and looked at the human beings gathered on the bank. He couldn''t help frowning.


    refugee!


    And look at the ragged clothes, it''s more like an ancient refugee.


    "What the hell is this? It''s not going to war, is it?"


    After killing lanran, Zhang Han completely solved his big trouble. The whole person became much easier and lazy. If the three family members hadn''t been too noisy and demolished their houses in three days or two, he wouldn''t be ready to continue crossing.


    Who knows that the plane will look like this after flying in the cracks of the plane.


    Desolate land, endless weeds, and refugees like savages... NIMA, I''m here to travel and relax. Can''t I find a place with better scenery?


    Zhang Han is completely speechless about his sad luck!