C709

"Your Majesty!"

Murong Jie lifted his eyes and saw that the one who had spoken was Lin Sheng.

"Your Majesty, it's almost winter. If Mo Bei's situation is unstable, all our efforts would have been in vain."

The most chaotic thing north of the city every year was winter. The nomads would come to the territory of Dayi to plunder if they could not catch their prey