The people of Beidi do not have a royal court, and wherever the king of Beidi goes, there is a royal court.

200,000 people filled the valley of the wolf's teeth, the Beidi warriors in beast armor came to the glacier, the old priest carefully took out the precious shovel, the strongest eight warriors each handful, the style of the shovel is very peculiar, its handle is very long and thick, thicker than the wrist of the warrior, the warrior sighed, both hands held the shovel handle, raised it high, and then used all his strength, violently penetrated.

The ice was cut through, and the shovel like an iron robbery sank deep into it, and the old priest's expression was extremely excited and terrified. Ji Ji walked over and saw that the snow hole was very large, but there was no water.

"The glacier will never dry up, and the Beidi people will never perish."

The old priest knelt down and bowed to the eight holes in the snow.

Eight warriors blushed, and one of them, as strong as an ox, untied the rope on his back with red eyes, and twisted the war hammer behind his back in his hand, which was a huge stone hammer, and the Beidi people lacked iron and could not afford to build an expensive iron hammer. However, don't underestimate this stone hammer, it weighs more than 200 catties and once smashed an ice bear to pieces. The warrior climbed on the horse's back, the horse was under great pressure, and stumbled twice, the warrior stood up on the horse's back, kicked violently, and the horse could not stand and fell on the glacier, but the warrior flew up with a war hammer, and with a strong penetrating force, a hammer smashed on the handle of the shovel.

"Boom, bump."

There was a loud bang, a cracking sound, the shovel sank half a foot down, the shovel handle cracked like a bamboo tube, and the broken wood slag flew in all directions. The warrior fell to the ground with a stone hammer in his arms, panting.

The old priest Huo Ran got up and threw himself into the ice cave, his hands digging in for a while, but what he took out was not river water, but a handful of ice slag.

"Oh God......"

The old priest held the ice slag to the sky with a sad expression. The eight warriors were ashamed of themselves, and the warrior who twisted the stone hammer blamed himself, and looking at the hole in the ice that did not bubble with water, he raised the stone hammer in his hand and slammed it into his head.

"Stop, Ghost Fangtu."

Ji Ji grabbed the warrior's wrist, and the stone hammer the size of a grinding disc was above the warrior's head, only an inch away from the soldier's head, and the warrior's face turned red, his eyes were blood-red, and he wanted to spurt blood: "Ji Ji, you want to humiliate me?" ”

There are many tribes in Beidi, and the Ghost Fang tribe is one of them, the chief takes the ghost side as his surname, and the previous king of Beidi is the chief of the Ghost Fang tribe and the father of the ghost Fangtu. More than six years ago, Ghost Fangtu's father led hundreds of thousands of Beidi warriors into the source of the glacier through the Wolf's Tooth Valley, wanting to regain the land that originally belonged to the Beidi people from the Yan people. Ji Ji's father was the chief of the Ji tribe, and he died in the Valley of the Wolf Teeth. According to the ancient tradition, the surviving Ji Ji and the ghost Fang Tu walked into the bear cave, and fought with dozens of ice bears for seven days, and finally the two walked out of the bear cave at the same time, however, the person who carried the head of the king of the ice bear was Ji Ji.

"You are a valiant warrior, and you should not die for it."

"I desecrated the glacier, I deserved to die, and I was willing to sprinkle my blood on the glacier. According to ancient prophecies, the glacier needs the blood of warriors to melt, and even if you are the king of Beidi, you cannot deprive me of my glory before death. ”

"No, the glacier has not dried up, and the Beidi people will not perish. Your blood should be sprinkled in the south, not here. There's spring there, there's summer. ”

Ji Ji grabbed Ghost Fangtu's wrist, pulled the huge stone hammer away from Ghost Fangtu's forehead little by little, and finally snatched the stone hammer suddenly, shook his arms, twisted the stone hammer and rushed to the ice hole chiseled out by Ghost Fangtu, holding the stone hammer, and smashed it down with a hammer.

"Shh......h

The ice cracked, cracked like a spider's web, huge blocks of ice cocked, and icy water erupted, and countless ice fish leaped among them. The two warriors rolled into the river, and before they could bubble up, they sank, and the horse of the ghost square figure was also planted in the river, struggling to swim ashore with four hooves. Ji Ji grabbed the old priest's neck, pressed one palm on the horse's back, and jumped out of the raging river. The horse sank.

"Heavens, ancestors, the glacier has melted."

The old priest lay on the bank of the river, holding the cold and bitter water and wailing. The crowd rushed towards the raging glacier, the warriors brandished bone swords, stone hammers, and beast tooth spears roared, the old people prostrate on the ground, and bowed to the sky, the earth, and the king, and the women held the cold river water, splashed it on their faces, splashed it on their bodies, and sang a desolate Di song, and the bare-bottomed children opened their eyes wide, they had never seen such a big river, and in the north, far north, the river was not much bigger than the urine they spilled, and there were fish in the river, big fish one by one, which they could not even think of.

"Winter covers the far north, the weeds no longer grow, the sun no longer rises, the moon is as cold as the face of the dead, and the people of Beidi are about to perish, but they are not perishing. The glacier was chiseled, the prophecy was fulfilled, and the last of the Beidi people ushered in their true king. ”

The young knight rode on horseback and watched from afar, he was not a Beidi man, although he was dressed exactly the same as the Beidi people, wearing a bone helmet on his head, animal skin armor on his upper body, an animal skin jacket on his lower body, an unknown animal skin on his legs, and thick wool shoes on his feet.

He is a native of Dayong, and a year ago, he set out from Yongdu with thirty people, crossed the source of the glacier, and went north through the Wolf's Tooth Valley, chasing the last Beidi people. Now, the companions are all dead, and the Beidi people have also found them, and he has also brought back the true king of Beidi. However, he couldn't tell whether he was a Dayong or a Beidi.

The river was flowing loudly, the warriors dug one snow hole after another at the mouth of the wolf's teeth, the old people gathered at the mouth of the cave to peel the skins, the children were learning to fight with their bone swords, and the women were fishing on the banks of the river, and they threw down the animal hair nets that they had already wove long ago, laughed and lifted the fish one by one.

The bonfire also went up, it was a huge bonfire, and the roaring flames reflected Ji Ji's face red. The king of Beidi sat by the fire, and skinned the beast with the old people, he peeled the skin of the snow wolf king, and the old people peeled the beast corpse that was frozen like ice. Before leaving the Far North, the Di people hunted all the prey they could see, and they would not go back, either to die here or to reclaim the land that once belonged to them.

They are the last Beidi people, and the Far North can no longer allow them to survive, where they are cursed by the Great God of Haotian, and all life is silently exhausted.

"Hey, fox boy, come here, it's warm here, I've left you half a pot of wine."

The old priest smiled and beckoned to the young knight. The young knight was in a trance, his name was Fox Li, not Fox, and the old priest was very knowledgeable, he knew the stars and numerology, but he would always call him by the wrong name.

"Fox!"

In the middle of his distraction, his shoulders and waist tightened at the same time, and the fox turned his head to look, and the rough ghost Fang Tu hugged his shoulders and legs from behind, lifted him high, and then pulled down violently, as if to break his waist and back on his legs, but at the moment when he was about to knock on his knees, the ghost Fang Tu threw it violently and threw the fox on the snow.

"Hahaha......"

Ghost Fangtu laughed, smiling very proudly, but without the slightest hint of humiliation and ridicule.

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There are still a few hundred words left, and I will make up for the rest of this chapter tomorrow morning. It's a bit out of shape today. It's okay to write a few hundred words casually, but I don't want to do that, besides, at the end of each chapter of the country, you can't be sloppy, because you have to compare the plot in the future. So, please forgive me. Those who are watching remember that this chapter is not over yet.