Winter is coming, and there is only winter at the source of the glacier.

Heaven and earth are still, the great river is silent, only the endless wind hovers on the glacier, the valley of the wolf's tooth is located at the end of the glacier, there are two snow-capped mountains on the left and right, like the giant pillar of the sky straight into the sky, the sky is a white mist, there are no clouds, there is no sun.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The wolves howl in the sky on the snowy mountains, and the wolves at the source of the glacier never howl in the moonlit night, but the cry is still desolate. At the source of the glacier, they are apex predators, hunting everything they can see, including ice bears that are more powerful than them.

The ice bear's carcass was half buried in the snow, and the snow was purple red with blood, and three young wolves arched back and forth in the carcass, one of the short-tailed wolves was shaved the ice bear's internal organs, and the other two were eating the ice bear's two eyeballs. The wolf is a social animal, with a strict hierarchy, advancing and retreating in unison, and the wolf on the source of the glacier is still like this, whenever he hunts food, the young wolf always eats first, and then the wolf king is behind.

The wolf king was the size of a calf, snow-white, without a single stray hair, but his eyes were red, as if inlaid with two rubies. It stood on a cliff, its paws looking at the bottom of the valley, its eyes calm and cold.

From here, the valley floor looks like a meandering river, with no end from south to north, but it smells a smell in the wind, not the smell of ice bears, nor the smell of snow deer, but a strange umami, strange and familiar.

The taste of people?

The wolf king jumped up from the cliff and ran down the snowy slope, and all the wolves stopped howling and turned to look at it, including the two wolf cubs, but they did not follow because they had not received orders from the wolf king.

There are people at the bottom of the valley, dead people.

The source of the glacier is full of dead people, especially in this valley of wolf's teeth, where countless corpses are buried under the thick layer of snow, which are so freshly preserved by the ice and snow that they can be dug out with a little effort. Therefore, the wolves on the source of the glacier are particularly vicious and extremely powerful. And for this, we should thank the heavens and mankind for the war.

The wolf king doesn't like the dead, he likes the living, no matter how fresh the corpse is, it is still a corpse after all, but the living is different, the blood of the living is hot, it likes to tear the throat of the prey, let the hot blood flow down the sharp teeth into the stomach, while looking at the eyes of the prey, it is a pair of dying and confused eyes, it likes this feeling, it is better than blood food.

The valley floor is very quiet and the snow is very deep.

The wolf king has a layer of flesh under his claws, which hides his sharp claws and allows him to walk freely on the snow. The claws fall very lightly and quickly, like four feathers constantly flipping.

The wind is blowing from the north, and the fresh flavor is getting stronger.

The wolf king ran along the valley floor, rounded a bend, its steps slowed down, the wind in front of it was very strong, and the snow on the snowy mountains and the valley floor was lifted, it went to a stone, stared vigilantly for a while, and found nothing unusual, and sniffed with a cracked mouth, and the cold wind poured through the four long fangs into the stomach, and the smell of the living was hidden in the wind, and there was still nothing unusual. It leaped off the rock, shrugged its shoulders and lowered its hind legs, the wind and snow confusing its eyes, but it could not confuse its nose.

The living are in front, behind this snowstorm.

The wind and snow became more and more violent, like an unfathomable whirlpool, it lay down in the whirlpool, adjusted its posture, lowered its front shoulders, raised its neck, kicked its hind legs on the cliff, pressed a stone on its front paws, and under the thick leg hair, the muscles had begun to pull, and the sharp tips were emerging little by little.

I can attack, the prey is in front of me, riding a horse, I can run to it through the wind and snow, first scare the horse, make it turn around and run, and then I will pursue it, and no horse can outrun me on the source of the glacier.

"Cowardice!"

At that moment, the wolf king burst out, and the hair on his neck stood on end, like a mass of open snow thorns.

"Herod'......"

Sure enough, when the wolf king put the hair on his neck up, there was a neighing sound of horses in front of him, and the prey smelled the predator, it would definitely turn around and run, and the wolf king ran up the cliff, stepping on the hard ice and rock, his body was almost level with the earth, but the speed was faster, and it was not a straight line, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes around and sometimes scurrying. This will make the horse more alarmed, and at the same time, it will make the person on the horse's back unable to pull the bow and arrow.

Close, close.

As they got closer, the horses raised their front hooves high and screamed in great alarm, and the two front hooves did not fall to the front, but to the side.

Sure enough, I want to run away.

"Woo!"

The hind legs kicked suddenly, the wolf king flew up from the cliff, his body was pulled into a straight line in mid-air, the front paws naturally stretched forward, and the hind paws stretched backwards, this is the best way to attack, and it is also the fastest way to attack, you can pounce directly on the horse's buttocks, pull the two claws into the horse's belly, pull out the intestines along the claws, and then bite off the neck of the person on the horse's back.

Blood, fresh blood.

Looks, desperate looks.

"Herod!"

"Bang!"

The frightened horse turned around and ran, but the man on horseback turned his head and pulled the bone bow in his hand, and with the sound of the string, the sharp arrow pierced through the wind and snow, and pierced into the belly of the wolf king, the softest of all.

"Woo......"

With a wail, the hunt is over. Blood gushed out of the wolf king's lower abdomen, and soon the snow was soaked red, and the wolf king opened his indifferent and merciless eyes, and watched the man turn the horse's head, and the wind and snow wrapped around the man and the horse, it was a strong human being, in the ice and snow, shirtless, wearing half of an animal skin armor, wearing a bear bone helmet on his head, two harrier eagle tail feathers in the eye sockets of the bear bone, a neck chain made of animal teeth around his neck, a white bone bow in his hand, a tiger skin wrapped around his waist, and a sword hanging from his tail, without a scabbard, The sharp-looking sword slapped against the leg, which was wrapped in thick fur and the foot was also wrapped in fur.

"Wolf's Tooth Valley, I'm back in Wolftooth Valley."

The man spoke words that the wolf king did not understand, and walked towards the wolf king with his horse's belly between his legs. The wolf king looked at the man indifferently, it knew that death had come, this person had the breath of death, and it would never bow to death.

Ji Ji rode on a horse, and the valley of the wolf's teeth stretched in front of the horse's head until the glacier, and if it was further on, there would be spring and summer, and he had not seen spring and summer for a long, long time, and as for autumn, he had never seen autumn.

The wolf king died in front of his horse, his neck up, and his eyes open to the sky.

Ji Ji hammered his chest towards the wolf king, which was the etiquette of the Beidi people, a tribute to the brave. He rode forward on horseback and walked around the corpse of the wolf king. Turning that corner, he got off his horse, jumped on a rock, bent his hands behind his back, and roared suddenly.

"Ao!"

The majestic and mournful roar covered the boundless wind and snow, crashing between the two snowy mountains, and the wolves who were waiting on the snowy mountains heard this roar, as if they remembered something, they were all stunned, and then fled frantically in all directions. The short-tailed wolf looked at the fleeing wolves in amazement, it didn't know why its kind was running away, it was too young, just two months old. It gnawed on a piece of the ice bear's intestines, jumped onto the stone where the wolf king stood, and pressed its paws to look north. The next moment, it screamed, turned around and ran, and the intestine fell on the snow stone.

Man, the living.

The dense crowd of living people filled the north, and as far as the eye could see, there was no edge to be seen, and even the white snow was occupied by the living, and there was no trace of white to be seen. These men and women, old and young, some on horseback, some on crutches, and some running bare-bottomed in the snow. The men on horseback were very strong, most of them shirtless, and their faces were cold.

The cold wind blew from the north to the south, and the crowd that stretched for dozens of miles walked from the north of the snow-capped mountains to the Wolf's Tooth Valley, gathering under the body of Ji Ji.

The old priest walked to the mouth of the valley on crutches, knelt down facing the south, and buried his head deep in the snow. Two strong Di people carried the body of the Snow Wolf King to the front of the old priest and put the body of the Wolf King down.

"O Valley of the Wolf's Teeth, at the end of the glacier, O heroic spirit of the warrior, hovers here. Rest in peace, O fathers, right over your heads. ”

"Sleep of the dead!"

The old priest sang with a face covered with snow.

"The dead rest forever."

Ji Ji was half-kneeling on the ground, and the endless snow fell on his shoulders.

"The dead rest forever."

The black-pressed crowd threw themselves to their knees.

"Pious, dedicated to the ancestors."

The old priest sliced open the Snow Wolf King's belly with a bone sword, took the bloody heart, and respectfully placed it in front of his forehead.

"Pious, dedicated to the ancestors."

Ji Ji pulled out the bone dagger on his waist and slashed his bronze chest, blood overflowed from the muscles of the block, caught it with his left hand, and took a handful, spilling the blood on the heart of the Snow Wolf King, and the human blood and wolf blood were deeply immersed in the snow.

"Pious, dedicated to the ancestors."

The crowd crawled on the snow and chanted loudly.

"Valorant, to the King."

The old priest shaved off the four fangs of the Snow Wolf King and held it to Ji Ji.

"Heroic immortality, life immortal."

Ji Ji took the wolf's tooth and hung it on his neckchain.

"Heroic immortality, life immortal."

The crowd responded to the king.

"Sacrifice, for the warriors."

The old priest gouged out the two eyes of the Snow Wolf King and buried it in the snow.

"Sacrifice, for the warriors."

Ji Ji pulled out the unsheathed sword, threw it on the ground, and knelt down.

"Sacrifice, for the warriors."

The crowd lay on the ground, throwing their bodies to the ground, as if hugging the warriors buried deep in the snow. This is true for men, women and children.

No one spoke, the wind whimpered, and the old priest wept. How many warriors have been buried in this valley of wolf's teeth. They are innumerable, like the stars of the vastness.

The young knight stood up from the crowd and walked over to Ji Ji's side, looking at the vast glacier.

"Three thousand years ago, the ice river ended here, and there was no valley of wolf's teeth. Three thousand years later, the ice river froze to the end, and your ancestors opened up the Valley of the Wolf's Teeth, not to cut the river, but to go into endless exile. Today, the bodies of warriors are buried under the snow valley that has not changed for thousands of years, and the heroic spirits are still wailing on the snowy mountains. ”

"I hear you, I'm back. I am the king of Beidi, Ji Ji. ”