"I am willing to hear the details."
Chen Yuan's expression gradually became serious.
He was quite interested in listening to these secrets.
"The Northern cold lies to the north of the grasslands, its climate is frigid, uninhabitable, and has been growing colder. This trend began several hundred years ago, which is why the Barbarian Clan is trying every means to penetrate the Central Plains, with the original intention of survival."
"But once the vast grassland tribes invade the Central Plains, it is our citizens who cannot survive. This matter was only discovered when my father ventured deep into the grasslands."
Wei Wuque exhaled deeply.
"In this case, there must be a true battle to the death between the Northern Barbarians and the Central Plains." After hearing Wei Wuque's account, Chen Yuan quickly deduced this point.
