C648 Chaperone

Shen Wangxin cast a desperate glance at the moon, which was obscured by dark clouds. The wind from the plains blew against her face, and the faint howls of wolves could be heard from afar.

She had no horse and no fire on a dark night, and she had no idea what to do.

The northern tribe army's offense was fierce, but their Great Zhou Army was not weak either