"What? Ice Extreme Pass... won a great victory?"
Duan Guangtai's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes full of disbelief, and he even suspected he heard wrong, subconsciously asking: "Say it again? Ice Extreme Pass not only held out, but won?"
"Ye... yes, boss." The reporting confidant's voice trembled, his face pale,
"A message just came from my old subordinates stationed at Ice Extreme Pass. They not only won, it was a great victory, reportedly... reportedly no one died throughout the entire process."
After staying at Ice Extreme Pass for a few months, although their people are unpopular, he managed to rope in a few opportunists by leaning on some benefits.
These people didn't follow him and others in fleeing, but after the battle ended, reminiscing those "old times," secretly sent the news over, yet this news left everyone present feeling as if they fell into an ice cave.
"How is this possible!" Duan Guangtai murmured.
That was a level six snowstorm just now!
