Ever since the respected samurai had told her his prophecy that "she would rule over Freljord," she had never shown such a weak expression. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But doesn't she really care about the death of her people?

"Sinda, Merkrito, Yahi Pop...... They are my people, but I can't save them. ”

"Because they didn't stand the test of snow and ice. ”

"No one can save them. ”

As the leader of the tribe, Sejuani muttered that she had to treat all of them equally, even though they were all her closest relatives, she could only watch them die little by little.

Is she in pain? Of course!

Of course, she couldn't bear it, but what could she do?

Sheik...... Winter's Fury, which inherited the name of Serilda, is really that good to do?

A moment later, the tent was lifted again, and the grim-faced female chief walked towards the territory where the envoys of Avarosa were.

In a few moments, half of the sky was glowing red.

The Winterclaw clansmen watched as the stacks of grain stomped and burned, and the smell of burnt grain in the air made their eyes red.

"The battle for reunification begins today!"

The chiefess stood on a high platform, and before her knelt were the envoys from Avarosa, stripped of their winter clothes and all supplies, and only their thin undershirts remained on their bodies.

"Look at these shivering Alvarossa, what are they doing to stop us?"

"Winter doesn't need handouts!"

"Since there is a shortage of food, we rely on our own hands, scimitars, and giant axes to grab and grab them!"

"The cowardly Avarosa has been reduced to an agrarian people, they will be the target of our conquest, their land will be our pasture, their peasants will become our slaves. ”

"So, their food will also be our food!"

The envoys were stunned by Sejuani's bandit logic, they never thought that it would be mutually beneficial for them to send food, but they never thought that they would be treated like this.

"Hooray!"

"Burn, kill, rob, plunder!"

“......”

The people of the Crampons roared, their blood boiling, and the iron-blooded will soaked in the bones of countless generations was thoroughly awakened by Sejuani, and their hunger was supplemented by the destruction of other tribes.

The leader of the legations bowed his head in despair, he knew - war had broken out.

―――――――――

Lisandro closed her eyes again, she could feel Anivia's searching gaze sweeping over the land again, and she decided to lie dormant again.

I believe that this time the dormancy will not be too long.

A cold sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and the dark ice crystals covered her surroundings, and the sharp ice picks were tangled in layers, like tangled roots, gradually sealing the place into a frozen mausoleum once again (R skill).

A moment later, in the castle of the Frost Guardians, their leader slowly opened his eyes.

"Sad spirits, you will never find out that the leaders of the Frost Guardians have been replaced by their old enemies long ago......"

The old guardian smiled, and his mouth murmured in a cold tone that was indistinguishable from Lisandro's, a chilling aura of the same nature that was like a frozen mausoleum, full of lifelessness.

Suddenly, he frowned

He could hear that there was a slight commotion in the castle.

Pushing open the door, one of the Guardians hurriedly leaned down to pay his deepest respect to the leader of the Frost Guardians.

Lisandro smiled strangely, but in an instant it changed to kindness and kindness.

"What happened?"

"A snowman has defected!" the Guardian whispered.

"Summarily executed. Lisandro said, her voice as kind as ever, but the content did not contain any kindness.

"Yes!" the Guardian bowed.

―――――――――

The Frost Guardians keep a herd of Freljord's wild animals to drive, including polar bears, snow geese, and white wolves...... All sorts of beasts.

Similar to the druids of Earth legends, their taming methods are crude but extremely effective.

But the most unique of these collectibles is the snowman: a rare creature with mystical qualities and native brute strength, and has always been the most beloved mount and meat shield of the Frost Guardians.

Once upon a time, the Frost Guardians and the Yeti were friends, but after the Guardian leader became a slave.

Nunu never saw it that way, stubbornly rebelling against the views of the other Guardians, including his parents.

So he took good care of the snowman he cared for, with shiny fur and a docile temperament.

He named the snowman Willamp and befriended him.

But the Guardians didn't think it was a good thing, and how could a Yeti endure the enslavement of the Frost Guardians without the hunger drive.

It will no longer obey their orders, because it will not be hungry, it will not have the desire to attack, and it will not be a sharp weapon for the Guardians.

Despite this, Nunu's parents have a high status, and a snowman is not too important an asset to the Guardians, so they let him go.

But today, the ungrateful snowman finally ran away.

"The Elder ordered us to catch that guy and put him to death!" one of the Guardians yelled.

Suddenly, a group of guardian knights riding white wolves poured out of the castle and headed into the distance.

Nunu stood at the head of the city, clutching a piece of paper with a crooked picture on it—a snowman waving his big hand.

"It's saying goodbye to me. Nunu whispered.

"But it doesn't know how powerful the Guardians are, and there's no way it can escape the wolf cavalry. ”

"It's my friend, Willump. ”

"So I'm going to save him!"

After a few moments, Nunu crawled down the city, his body small but surprisingly agile.

――――――――

"Wait!" Zhang Chao waved his hand, motioning for Talia to stop.

"What's wrong?" Talia's voice trembled, it was so cold, it was an absolute nightmare for someone who lived in the desert.

"I heard angry roars. He said, "There are people, and there are wild beasts." (To be continued.) )