The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 602 Going Back (4)_1

Chapter 602: Chapter 602 Going Back (4)_1

With this relationship established, everyone no longer looked at Lin Ziyin with curiosity. Even the company of the prince with the young master did not seem to be an issue.

As soon as the soldiers saw Lin Ziyin, everyone instinctively respected her.

Lin Ziyin and Chu Suifeng looked at the camp across the Mo River. When they saw the wafting smoke from the other side, they both smiled at each other.

Needless to say, it was not mealtime. Smoke meant the enemy couldn’t bear the cold and had lit fires for warmth.

"Looking at the conditions, it seems this snow will not stop for a while." Situ Gong, who had arrived earlier, came over with Si Jinhan and Luo Heng.

"Despite Bayal’s troops preparing for such cold weather, their tents can’t withstand the cold of the night." Luo Heng seemed pleased.

Living in the Northern Lands for a long time, they all knew that frostbite could be just as grave as a sword or arrow wound.

The consequence of the snow for Bayal was worse than Chu Suifeng could have imagined.

"Why haven’t the supplies from the rear arrived yet?" Bayal asked, waving his arm, which was bandaged with layer upon layer of white cloth. The wound split open due to the motion.

"According to the reports from the spy, it’s because of the cold weather. Snowfall arrived earlier in the North Country than the Northern Land. The snow on the road is too deep, making the transportation slow," Zhe Bie worriedly looked at Bayal, "General, your wound has split open again, it is better to have a military doctor take a look."

He originally wanted to ask the National Master to examine the wound, but the cold war between the General and the National Master made him swallow his words.

"Issue the command, the army should prepare immediately. As soon as the snow stops, we will return to the North Country immediately." Bayal made his decision in an instant.

When he mentions returning to North Country, he doesn’t necessarily mean returning to the Capital City.

Although North Country and Northern Land border each other, the Border City of North Country is about five hundred miles away from here.

That is to say, from the Border City, about five hundred miles of land belong to Northern Land. But because the Northern Land is vast and sparsely populated, and the weather becomes colder as one goes further north, Chu Suifeng has not assigned anyone to build a city there.

It’s not a small challenge for a large army to travel eight hundred miles to get back home, especially with heavy snow on the roads. Bayal worries as he looked at his tent flaps.

Even though he couldn’t see the heavy snow outside through the flap, he knew how difficult the journey back would be without having to step outside.

Compared to this, the situation in Border City might be slightly better. At least, soldiers in the Northern Land have warm houses to live in and they wouldn’t bear the cold in the night.

"General." Another worried commander looked at him.

As the warriors of North Country, they felt terribly uncomfortable with their defeat. However, everyone knew that the one suffering the most was undoubtedly their Chief Commander, Bayal.

From their initial ambition and confidence to the failure of the Fire Bull Formation and the failure of the assault, the soldiers had already contemplated retreat.

"What about National Master?"

Someone worried about Billy’s stubbornness.

"Let Timur go persuade him." Bayal sighed.

Just thinking about the National Master made Bayal upset. But there was no choice, they had to face the failure. It was absolutely impossible to play with the lives of the soldiers anymore.

The cold weather had caused them enough harm and most of the commanders agreed with Bayal’s decision. As for the few who disagreed, they were soon convinced, remembering the formidable defence of the Border City and the Eight Trigrams Array.