Chapter 1177: Cold Wave Surprise Attack

It has been many, many years since Yishang had the experience of traveling in the wilderness for so long; his memory of such things seems to have stopped many years ago, and now, many things that should be noticed seem to have been forgotten.

He is a qualified Soldier, but right now, he is not a qualified hunter; if he were to be the Tribal Chief of a wandering tribe, he would no longer be suitable. On the contrary, these people who have joined Huaxia for less than a year are more familiar with the wilderness.

The only things Yishang is stronger in than them are his store of knowledge and, of course, his adaptability. Walking slowly in this wilderness now cannot be called difficult, but it is not easy either.

The weather has been quite good, but seeing the leaves turn yellower day by day, Yishang also felt some anxiety. Listening to Ma and the others, it will take at least ten more days to possibly reach the place of that gathering, and no accidents can happen during this period.

Whenever they encountered the place where Xiong and the others had cut down trees and left a clearing last year, they would stop as much as possible, because this was the safest approach; rushing forward might not necessarily lead to finding a suitable campsite.

This night was as usual; Yishang led everyone to find the place left behind last year. After clearing away the Grass and small trees, it was a sufficiently safe clearing, and then they quickly finished setting up the Tents and lighting the bonfires.

Although Yishang was not at all familiar with most of the Soldiers in the team, after getting along for so long, they were very harmonious, and they also highly identified with this Leader who came from Huaxia City.

Especially after hearing that Yishang was from almost the same period as Xiong and was a Soldier who had helped found Huaxia together, everyone admired and respected him even more; moreover, his status was only a little lower than Xiong's. There were not many people in Huaxia with as high a status as Yishang.

But for such a noble Leader to be able to carry out missions together with them, who had just joined Huaxia, was even more worthy of respect.

Ce was different; in their eyes, Ce was just a child who understood a little bit of knowledge. If the children of their own tribes could study well in Huaxia, they would definitely be able to be like Ce in the future.

It was too calm, which was actually not quite right, but Yishang did not sense it.

However, Yishang, wrapped in a thick fur quilt, was actually woken up by the cold in the middle of the night. Through the Tent, he could hear the howling cold wind outside, which made his heart tighten instantly.

So he hurriedly got up to go out and check the Tents, only to find that someone was already outside, carrying stones to protect the bonfires.

The strong wind was biting, mixed with a little Snow, and it had come too suddenly. Yishang only let it blow for a short while before he felt his head aching.

"Damn it, what is going on with this weather? Why is it suddenly going to Snow!"

Seeing Yishang come out, the Soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to ask: "General! What should we do now? A strong wind has suddenly started blowing, and it seems to be Snowing too!"

In the dark night, the visibility was very blurry; the sparks from several bonfires were blown by the wind as if they were being pulled into a strip of cloth, and one pile looked even more precarious.

"This is a cold wave! Winter hasn't even arrived yet, this is abnormal. We are unlucky; I just don't know how long this weather will last!

Now, hurry and let everyone dress warmly, get up and find stones to surround and protect the bonfire piles; don't let the fire go out!

Get another group of people, hurry and take advantage of the time now to chop wood! I don't know how long the Snow will fall, and our firewood is not enough; chop that fallen dead tree into firewood right now!

Everyone get moving!"

Yishang saw the herd of cattle again; now they were all standing up, each one pressed very tightly against the others to resist the cold wind.

"Untie the ropes of the cattle! Unload the goods, move them over, and untie the cattle! Let them move on their own; they can huddle together to shelter from the wind themselves!"

"General! Won't they run away?"

Yishang shouted hard in the wind: "Running away is better than freezing to death! They won't run away; where would they run in such weather?

Hurry and untie the ropes; they will huddle together for warmth on their own."

He pointed at the bonfire piles again and said: "Watch the fire; from now on, take turns standing guard! Don't let the fire go out, and don't let the sparks blow over and set our Tents on fire!

Also, keep watching, don't let the Snow collapse everyone's Tents! Rotate every two Tents! Everyone estimate the time yourselves, you must stay awake!

Pay attention to the location of the food! Stack up the firewood; we might not be able to leave tomorrow, so we must make full preparations, understand!"

"Understood!"

In the dark night and the cold wind, a group of people began to work hard. Yishang was originally directing, but he felt colder and colder, so he also started working to try to warm himself up.

But the wind blowing made his head ache and swell as if it were about to explode, which was very painful, but he kept persisting until everything was packed up, and only then did he call them to hurry into the Tents to warm up.

Those on night watch needed to come out of the Tents at any time to observe if there were any problems. Fortunately, the Tent openings were on the leeward side; if they had been facing the wind, they would probably have frozen stiff that night.

Returning to the Tent, Yishang felt his hands itching, his face aching, and his ears aching, and his head still felt like it was going to explode. He covered his head with a skin to make it a little warmer, which made the pain feel less obvious, and afterwards, he fell asleep without knowing it.

When he woke up in the morning, the Tent was still flapping loudly in the wind. Yishang felt that his whole body was cold, his nose was running, and his head was still aching. He only thought he had been frozen, so he didn't pay much attention, thinking that he would be fine after going out to drink some hot porridge.

As soon as he stepped out of the Tent, Snow fell all over him. The Soldiers also acted quickly; by this time, they had already trampled the Snow on the ground into water. It was still Snowing, but since it was falling on water, it was difficult for it to accumulate.

Several large Tents had been set up, but they were triangular and could only block the wind; they were more like windbreaks. Several fires were lit underneath, and porridge was being cooked in the pots.

Because of the existence of these windbreak Tents, the cattle herd also began to move toward this wind wall; after all, it was much better than using their own bodies to block the wind.

The state of the Soldiers looked not bad; they were not too obviously affected by this sudden cold wave. They also knew that under such circumstances, there was no way to travel, so they could only stop temporarily for now. Rushing forward was too dangerous; that would really be dying as soon as one said so, and Nature would certainly not show any mercy at all.

In the past, Yishang was always the first to get up, but today Yishang was slow to move. Everyone understood; after all, Yishang was old, and in everyone's eyes, he was an old man who was still strong and sturdy.

Besides, Yishang was the boss; no one dared to care if he wanted to sleep in.