"It's unbelievable, it's really made by the wind sparrow," Durotan's second brother, Jarnar, admired as he ate with his mouth full of oil.

"Haha, second brother, I'll just say you'll be amazed at Izzy's cooking skills, everything passes through his hands, I think even the ass of a freshwater beast can be so delicious that you bite your tongue. ”

"Hehe, during this time, I made a few new dishes in the Blackstone Clan, but unfortunately this is not Gollond, and there are no stone cave lizards, otherwise after you eat it, you won't be able to eat meat properly." Izzy said with a smile.

"Eh, you don't even call me when you eat such a good thing. Rantreso lifted the curtain and rushed in.

Janar dodged his claws and shouted, "Go away, dare you snatch my, be careful that I kill you!"

In the past few days, Izzy was surprised to find that Lanteriso and Jarnar were so compatible that they felt like they smelled like each other.

"My chicken legs, you, stop me!" Jarnar ran after Lantriso.

"It's gone! It's gone, it's already in my stomach. Lantreso suddenly spat out a chicken bone in his mouth and shouted.

"I can't bear it anymore, today is your death, little cub of Fire Blade. Janar drew his axe with his holster and slashed it.

"Hey, look at your stingy appearance, a chicken leg will dare to use labor, come on!" Rantreso also drew his long-handled war knife with a scabbard, and the two fought.

The stalemate continued, and the two seemed to be unable to enjoy the fight, so they threw their weapons and wrestled.

Durotan and Izzy cheered on the side.

"Left dog's fist!" Durotan cried out with a chicken leg in his mouth.

Izzy shouted as he pulled out a freshly baked chicken and secretly nibbled there.

Nibbling on the chicken thighs, juicy tender meat, Izzy squinted with a smile and a look of enjoyment.

Suddenly, he felt a hostile gaze, and when he looked up, three people and six copper bells were glaring at him with big eyes.

"Hey, what are you doing, what did I make chicken, what's wrong with me taking a bite," said Izzy as he licked the whole chicken. ”

Several people made "evil" sounds at the same time.

"Jinnyima XX, beat him!"

Izzy ran out with the chicken in his arms, and several people were playing happily.

At noon the next day, a hunting party returned to the Frostwolf Clan, led by Garrad's eldest son, Fenris Wolf, and they returned loaded with prey.

The hunting on this side of Frostfire Ridge is different from what Izzy has seen before, they use split-hoof oxen to pull the cart, and take a small team to hunt, and the people are expensive, not too expensive, small troops go out to hunt, and they usually go for several days.

Izzy and Rantreso now follow Janar's team, one team returning, the other departing, and Chief Garad staying at home to deal with the ogre threat.

The Frostwolf Clan still has more people than the Fireblade Clan, although it is not much, but their living environment here is poor, and there are Dota Ogres who want to kill them, so the number of people can be more than the Fireblade Clan, which is an incredible thing.

Izzy thought about the reason, this is because of the concept of Chief Garrad, within the clan, everyone is connected by blood and united, and other clans will always do whatever it takes to pursue victory, even if they die, they will think it is a glorious sacrifice.

But Garrard would not do this, he loved the people like a son, and he could not sacrifice without sacrificing.

In Izzy's view, the situation should be suited to the right place, and if it should be sacrificed, it must be sacrificed, and if it should not be sacrificed, it should be preserved strength, and Chief Garrad has done a good job in this regard, while Izzy's other point of view, no one knows when it is worth sacrificing.

Izzy and the others followed Janar into the forest, along with 4 orcs and 5 wolves, the companions of the Frostwolf clan.

I have to say that in this kind of thing, in addition to taking advantage of intelligence, humanoid creatures cannot compare with wild beasts in other aspects.

Janar's Frostwolf companion is named Snowmaniac, who is slightly smaller than the Ironjawed Wolf, but more human.

They were walking through the jungle, and before Izzy could sense anything, the frostwolf snow maniac had already smelled it, and it threw a very humane look at Janar, and then Janar told us to follow him.

After walking a long way, they found a trace, a huge hoof print, which was undoubtedly the ice crushing hoof, and they followed the trace, and immediately saw two huge beasts, breaking branches and breaking the snow, and gnawing the whole tree.

Izzy looked at it from afar and felt that the teeth of the Split-Hoof Ox were like hydraulic presses.

The small number of hunters meant that they might not be able to beat the two split-hoofed oxen, but Izzy was a shaman, so the situation had to be recalculated.

"Give me ten minutes of condensation spells, and I can kill a Split-Hoof Cow, are you willing to take the risk?"

"Are you sure you'll be able to kill one of them? ”

"Seventy percent sure. Ninety percent of Izzy's heart was reduced by two percent and he said it.

Janar chatted with a few orcs, and all of them felt that it was feasible, and slowly expanded the encirclement, waiting for Izzy's spell as a signal.

Izzy gathered his strength, and he prepared to cast a giant ground spike that would pierce the head of one of the Split-Hoofed Oxen into the sky.

And now, he waited for a perfect opportunity, when the split-hoofed ox was breaking a tree with its two great horns, and when the horns were inserted, its head twisted, and the combination of bamboo and pine broke off at the sound of the sound.

The Splithoof Cow lowered its head and prepared to enjoy its own treat.

"It's now!" Izzy put his hands on the ground, and under the control of his mental power, a thorn rushed out of the head of the Splithoof Ox.

The other orcs immediately rushed towards the other Splithoof Ox, and soon, with the assistance of several frostwolves, the Splithoof Ox was easily dealt with by them.

The hunt went very smoothly, the wagons they brought were full, and they couldn't hold so much split-hoof beef, so they had to cook on the spot and eat as much as they could, such an opportunity was really rare in Frost Fire Ridge.

Izzy was extremely uncomfortable eating the original tender roasted cracked hoof beef, and if his pans and spices were still there, he could make these orcs unable to walk.

The group began to return to the Frostwolf Clan camp, and on the way they talked and laughed, like heroes who had returned home with glory and a full load, and two days later, they spent the same time as they set off, and returned to the Frostwolf Clan camp.

Izzy and the others were now self-sufficient, and he had hunted an entire Split-Hoofed Ox, even if it was a year for them to eat.

The day after his return, Izzy visited the Frostwolf Clan's chief shaman, Lady Kashur, who was communicating with her apprentice, to learn about the Frostwolf Clan's shamans.

Izzy looked at the male orc and recalled the plot in the game, it was Drektar, Kashur's apprentice, and the chief shaman of the future Frostwolf Clan, when Izzy used to play games, he liked this old orc, when he was the leader of the Alterac Mountains, the leader of the Frostwolf Clan, and the commander of the tribal side of the PVP Alterac battlefield in the game.

Izzy couldn't help but recall how he had been reincarnated countless times in life and death in order to protect this old orc!

At this point, Izzy made his intentions known, and the Lady of Casshur laughed, and he told Izzy about his trial.

Acquire an animal companion and be put to the test by the spirits of the wild.

It's the first time Izzy has come across the concept of wild spirits, they are similar to ancestral spirits, but ancestors can communicate, but beasts cannot, so it is especially difficult to gain their approval.

Mother Kashur prepares Izzy to live in the Frostwolf Clan for a long time, and lets Izzy go back.

Izzy walked down the road thinking, Wild Spirit?

What is a Wild Spirit? A kind of spirit like the Ancestral Spirit, the Shaman is more like a supplicant or communicator than a spellcaster, they deal with all kinds of spirits, elemental spirits, ancestral spirits, wild spirits, and he is not sure if he will be able to complete this trial.

If you have to sign a covenant to meet the conditions, can you, as a half-elemental spirit, sign a covenant with a wild spirit?

With such troubles, Izzy spent a few days of quiet time in the Frostwolf Clan, waiting for the next expedition of the hunting party.

On this day, the people of the Frostwolf Clan gathered in front of the campfire in the camp to mingle with each other, and Galad told his people about the concept of family and social interaction, while Izzy and Lanteriso watched from afar as outsiders.

Izzy looked at the atmosphere like a pyramid scheme, although the concept was good, without this concept of unity, the frostwolf clan would have been wiped out by the harsh environment and the endless harassment of the Dota ogre.

Thinking about this, Izzy recalled the Goryean Ogrean Empire of Nagrand, if the Hammer Fort of Nagrand was the capital of the ogres, then the Dota Fortress of Frostfire Ridge should be equivalent to the Ogre's Demon Capital.

The loose clan composition of the orc clans makes it impossible for them to pool their forces together, which makes it always an opportunity for ogres to take advantage of it.

The orcs of Frostfire Ridge, adapted to the harsh environment, are still oppressed by the Dota Ogre, just like they are now.

As the clan gathering went well, several young frostwolf scouts rushed in and whispered a few words to Garrad, who turned black and immediately let all the old and young in the clan hide in a safe and stable burrow, and the warriors began to assemble.

The Dota Ogre is coming!Durotan and Izzy, orcs under the age of 16, are not qualified to fight the ogre, but Durotan wants to stay, and the reason is because Izzy is ready to participate in this battle.

"Father, why is it that Izzy can participate, but I have to hide in the cave?"

"Little cub, what do you know, the freedom of the exiles, I have no right to interfere, and Izzy looks small, but he has participated in the defense of the Blackstone Clan, and the challenges that Izzy has accepted are simply not comparable to you, you were playing when you were young, and the prodigies of the Fireblade Clan have already begun to exercise, what do you compare with others?"

Izzy smiled and said to Durotan: "Dulongtan, don't do this, I am willing to participate in this battle because I need to reflect my value in order to prove myself in the Frostwolf Clan, and I need to fight." ”

"But you're different, if you have to insist, and if you have to participate in the battle, then I can only give up this opportunity, I won't put the heir of the Frostwolf Clan's chief in danger because I want to prove my worth. ”

"Okay, Izzy, I see, you pay attention to safety, you must not have an accident, otherwise I don't know what to say to Orgrim next time I see him. ”

As he spoke, Durotan bit his lip and reluctantly hid in the hole with the old and young.