The next day, Wu Wenxu appeared at the entrance of the cave intact, stretching comfortably.

The pig food sent over was fresh raw meat, for those pig food mixed with pine cones, but occasionally there were a few fingers, the lord did not want to look at it at all, and after the food piled up into a hill was put down, the lord whistled, very little, and the ancient violent pigs who became obedient came out with good training.

To be reasonable, if the pig tamers who have been passed down for generations of the Winter tribe see this picture, they will definitely be shocked to drop their jaws, and the ancient violent pigs will not be so obedient!

The lord whistled happily, enjoying the faint sunlight cast through the clouds.

Although the Claws of Winter have occupied countless territories of Freljord, their clan rules have always adhered to the idea of putting an end to pleasure, these guys who have been accustomed to wind knives since childhood, no wonder they can destroy Ash's regular army, Wu Wenxu calculates that even if this rebellion does not involve the Holy Ten, Ash will hardly be Sejuani's opponent.

But......

The lord ghostly walked through this important tribe and soon discovered a big problem.

The Claw of Winter tribe has no one in charge of production at all!

Judging from the food they provided, 90 percent of their food was plundered.

They seem to regard the cultivation industry as their own shame, and it is only right to burn and loot what they have plundered, and those who are not aggressive are dependent on the roots of trees and grass in the ice fields, or the occasional prey, no wonder their facilities are so rudimentary, a tribe that lacks civilization and only knows how to plunder and invade, will never last long.

There is a huge difference in the nature between a brave and aggressive tribe and a peace-loving and communion-loving nation, and how long can Lisandro of the Holy Ten, the driving force behind it, survive even if Sejuani rules Freljord?

At that time, I am afraid that there will be more fierce battles on the continent of Valoran, and the conflict between countries will no longer be as simple as civil strife between tribes.

Wu Wenxu took a deep breath and felt creepy.

Saint Ten is worthy of being a peak-level existence in the Valoran Continent, and one person can vaguely set off the third rune war, but her purpose is not only so simple.

Judging from the data submitted by Linglong before, the soldiers and civilians of Freljord have been captured by the Claws of Winter more than 100,000 people, and now there may be more, and the tribe he is currently in is already one of the best existences in terms of combat power and scale.

However, there was not a single captive of Freljord in this huge tribe, which means that the more than 100,000 lives may have been ......

Thinking of the moment the soul gate opened, the tragic situation of those civilians, Wu Wenxu's mood was not so excited.

With more than 100,000 lives as sacrifices, how cruel is Lisandro of the Holy Ten!

What is hidden behind the soul gate, no matter what, you must find out thoroughly, Snow Maple's premonition will not be wrong, this frozen northern realm for thousands of years, there are some incomparably evil things buried, and their evil degree is even comparable to the dark heart in the thirty miles of the death realm.

Wu Wenxu has no basis, but he firmly believes in Xue Fengshu's intuition, because it is the second forbidden spell in the world - soul elegy!

The Ancient Pigs finished their breakfast in an orderly manner, and then lined up one by one and returned to the cave.

As for the smell of blood soaked in the snow, the lord waved his hand, burning all the skulls and flames, and suddenly made the air fresh.

At this time, two people came on the road in the distance.

With his body and pace, weren't they the two soldiers who sent him to the Ancient Pig Cave yesterday?

"Lord Ai Qiwen must be overly worried."

The young soldier walked reluctantly, and then complained: "How can that scrap boy survive a night in the cave of the ancient tyrant pigs, even if he survives the night, he will definitely be eaten by the tyrants as food in the morning." ”

"Alas...... Don't say that, when someone hasn't made a mistake, he's the same age as you, but I hope he's safe and healthy. ”

When he said this, the older soldier clearly did not have much confidence.

What kind of monster is the Elder Tyrant Pig? He felt his legs go weak at the mention of the names of these monsters, and even if he put himself in it for a night, he might not survive, let alone the milky kid.

What a poor boy......

"Hey, there seems to be someone at the door?"

The young soldier rubbed his eyes, and then rubbed them twice harder.

"Ah...... How, how is it possible, is it that kid? ”

The two soldiers were stunned!

Who could that man whistling and squinting comfortably in the faint sunlight not the kid I saw yesterday?

"What the fuck."

The young soldier's face was pale, and he really didn't want to see this kid alive, so he was strange, what happened to the ancient pigs yesterday, why didn't they eat this kid alive?

"Great, that's great."

The older soldier was very moved, "Hey! Good morning, boy! ”

"Hello, uncle!"

The lord waved his hand at him, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Haha, boy, you're so lucky."

"What?" Wu Wenxu looked confused.

"Don't you know? Today is the annual martial arts election in the clan, all the punished people can be released, and they can directly participate in the election, and a few of them can also become pig knights! ”

"Hmph, you kid really stepped on the **** luck."

The young soldier said sarcastically: "Today is still Lord Ai Qiwen's election day, I advise you to hide in the crowd with your tail between your legs, if Lord Ai Qiwen sees you and picks you up, you will definitely cut off your head." ”

Ai Qiwen, it should be the arrogant girl yesterday, not to mention, Wu Wenxu really wants to teach her a lesson, that hot body, it must be good to spank on the bed, hehehe......

"Don't laugh too proudly, boy."

Seeing that Wu Wenxu's saliva was about to come down, the older soldier also smiled wistfully and said: "It is our dream to join the Tyrant Pig Knights and become Lord Sejuani's personal guard, alas, but let's just dream, with our strength, it is not enough to be cannon fodder for them on stage." ”

"Hear me, boy."

The young soldier said disdainfully: "Go back and touch your face dark, and wait honestly for the election to be over." ”

The lord smiled secretly, how could he ignore this beam-jumping clown.

Sejuani pro-guard, Ai Qiwen pro-......

Wonderful, wonderful, new hatred and old accounts are just settled together today.