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The heavy snow continued to fall for three days before stopping.
The cold wind howled, and the world was a vast expanse of white.
The people of the Northern Wilderness all knew that it wasn't cold when snowed; it was after the snow stopped that it got colder.
Chimneys of the town's residents emitted wisps of white smoke, adding a touch of warmth to the winter day.
Now every household had started a fire, the fireplaces crackled, the heated beds were warm, and the room was filled with the faint fragrance of burning wood.
The operation of the territory did not come to a halt because of this heavy snow.
Early in the morning, the town echoed with the slogans of the soldiers.
The soldiers wore heavy iron armor and carried bags filled with bricks on their backs, running with difficulty in the snow, making crunching sounds underfoot.
"Keep up! Those at the back, hurry up!"
Durant shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice slightly hoarse in the wind.
