At the same time, in Beiguan Yong'an City.
The city of Yong'an was draped in a blanket of silver as a storm raged. As the New Year approached and every house lit their lamps, the soldiers on the city walls, clad in heavy armor and thick cloaks, still shivered in the fierce wind and snow.
Their faces were weathered, but their eyes shone with unwavering determination.
In this frigid night, they used their bodies to form an indestructible defense, protecting the city and the people behind it.
In the darkness, the newly appointed Marshal of the Beiguan Garrison, Cao Xiong, stood clad in silver armor with a fiery red cloak.
He stood on the city wall, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the dark expanse of the plains beyond.
The wind and snow on the plains roared fiercely like a wild beast, threatening to consume everything.
However, in Cao Xiong's eyes, these plains represented his enemy, fraught with danger and challenge.
