Lord of the Myriad Worlds

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen days passed. The temperature kept dropping, already approaching minus forty degrees. Heavy snow had also fallen continuously for several times, and the accumulated snow in the mountain forest was easily two meters deep. The sky was freezing and the earth was frozen; the whole world seemed to be locked down, as if entering a dungeon called Apocalyptic Frost.

Inside Liwei Keep, they were also greatly affected.

Those 300 fortress infantry and 1,000 auxiliary artisans stationed at the perimeter wall fortress had to withdraw from the outer fortress.

These 300 fortress infantry all came from Ah Qing's territory. They were originally going to belong to the Ice Legion, but later, due to environmental needs and because these people were too old, and most importantly, lacked ambition and were tired of war—after all, human nature is like a thousand faces; some want to fight for a second spring, while others just want to live peacefully.

Moreover, they only had one resurrection chance left. Who wouldn't want to cherish it?

Therefore, after some inquiry, these three hundred people were finally screened out. Paired with those one thousand auxiliary artisans from Ah Qing's territory, they were just right to serve as fortress infantry. They were responsible for daily patrols on the fortress walls. Unless a large-scale siege battle occurred, the rest of the time was indeed very leisurely, and they didn't have to participate in training.

Even the daily alerts were handled by the Pet Hunter Legion and Asu's Ranger Legion.

It was a pretty good retirement profession.

Barring any accidents, in another dozen years or so, they would all die naturally.