Lone Wolf of the Freljord

"It all feels so unreal." Ashe sat at the wooden table, pressing his temple, "We have only been south from Winter's Claw for half a month, and we have already recruited so many followers. They I would also like to walk with us through the winter."

Lothar warmed up a jug of mead for Ashe and placed it in front of her.

"Thank you." Ashe took a sip and let out a long sigh of relief.

"I've been giving speeches every day, and my voice is hoarse." Lothar smiled and rubbed Ashe's head, "I'm not very surprised, after all, Avarosa still has a lot of beliefs. Maybe after a few years, You can pull up a horde as powerful as the Frostguard."

Ashe smiled bitterly and punched Lothar lightly in the chest: "My head is about to explode just thinking about these people."

"I said, you are too arrogant." Lothar held Ashe's hand, "You are much stronger than you think, not only in force, but also in leadership."

"Thank you for encouraging me so much." Ashe felt the warmth of her lover's palm.

"I'm not encouraging you." Lothar stared at Ashe's crystal clear eyes, "I've watched you grow up since I was a child, I know exactly what you can do, you are born with a leadership temperament. Lena also sees this, and will spend most of her life seeking the throne of Avarossa for you."

Ashe was silent for a while, she knew that Lothar was not flattering her: "I may really...not as good as you think..."

"Time will prove your ability." Lothar let go of Ashe's hand and stood up, "Let's go, let's go out and see, we should be able to get in touch with a tribe today."

…

Ashe and Lothar walked to the deck, a short and capable woman saw Ashe and hurriedly saluted her.

"No need." Ashe wasn't used to everyone being so in awe of her, "Tanya, where can we go today?"

The woman named Tanya said respectfully: "Today we sailed not far, and we should be able to dock at Glazer or Locke tonight to replenish the supplies."

"Is there any difference between the two places?" Ashe asked.

"Gladze is the port of the Claws of Winter. They will use the wolf ship there during their expeditions in spring and summer. Now there should be no one in winter." Lothar answered Ashe's doubts, "There are some on the Rockfar Peninsula. A tribe, but according to rumors... the folk customs there are quite sturdy."

Ashe glanced at Lothar and muttered in her heart, "How does he know so much..."

Lothar noticed Ashe's small movements, but returned a sly smile.

Isis thought for a moment, and said, "There is no one in Glaser, and we can't replenish the supplies. Go to Lockfar, maybe we can even incorporate that tribe."

Tanya's eyes showed fanaticism: "With you, no tribe will not surrender."

Ashe accepted Tanya's flattery without hesitation, and walked to the bow.

Lothar waved and sent the others back, leaving him and Ashe alone.

"Why let them go?" Ashe glanced back at the obedient and evasive crew.

"I want to monopolize you, can't I?" Lothar jumped lightly and sat on the fence. "Besides, you are a leader. Although you need to be close to the people, maintaining a certain sense of mystery helps cultivate majesty."

"How do you know so much?" Ashe put her hand on Lothar's lap.

"I'm very good at observing." Lothar said proudly, "When I was young, no one played with me, so I developed the habit of observing others by myself."

"Can you learn so much just by observing?" Ashe wondered.

"When you secretly stalk a hunter until he can't find you, you become a better hunter than him." Lothar put one hand on the back of Ashe's hand, "Glena took the whole family around. When I migrated to find the throne of Avarosa, I also sneaked to many places and learned a lot."

"No wonder I often don't know where you've gone... Alas..." Ashe suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong?"

"It's my mother's biggest mistake for not reusing you." Ashe said with emotion.

"It's okay, as long as you don't look away, I won't be buried." Lothar touched Ashe's forehead, "The man behind the great War Mother Ashe sounds good."

Ashe's heart beat faster, she closed her eyes silently, enjoying the tenderness at the moment.

Lothar glanced sideways into the distance, the outline of the white and green tundra on the coast could be seen, and he whispered, "I saw the Rockfa Peninsula, you have to be careful tonight."

"Be careful of what?"

"Watch out for lunatics." Lothar said meaningfully, "The Berserkers there are notoriously... wild."

…

The fleet landed on the Rockfa Peninsula in a mighty manner, and there were already a group of heavily armed soldiers waiting for them on the coast with torches.

Ashe is no stranger to this situation. Every time he comes to a new tribe, it is inevitable that the locals will be wary of invasion.

Ashe walked at the front of the team and saw the attire of the warriors - all wearing horn helmets, a mix of fur and iron armor on their bodies, and their weapons were mostly iron axes and ivory spears - standard Frelzhuo German soldier equipment.

"Who is coming!" The leader of the warrior with a gray beard and a voice as loud as a female bear in heat.

Ashe took a deep breath, she couldn't show cowardice, she had to show perfection, both for Rockfather and for the followers behind her: "I'm Ashe Longbow! Glenna's daughter! Also Avarosa's reincarnation! Came here to seek a people who will follow me!"

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In the spring and summer, the claws of winter will go out to sea in sloop or two-masted warships connected by locks, which are called "wolf ships". The wolf ship can carry a small number of people, but because they are connected with each other by chains, they can be connected and disconnected at any time, and the sea combat capability is extremely flexible. Several ships can be linked together to initiate a collision, or they can be dispersed to carry out guerrilla attacks.

—Excerpt from Ezreal's Travels of Valoran: The Freljord Chapter Six: A Chronicle of the Horde

Chapter 31 Olaf

After hearing Ashe's words, the Rockfar warriors became a little confused. Generally, other tribes took the initiative to find another tribe, either for robbery or for war. People like this who asked the other tribe to surrender as soon as they opened their mouths were really rare.

The Rock Pharaoh warrior headed back to discuss with the others, and shouted at Ashe: "You claim to be the reincarnation of Avarossa? Is there any proof?"

"This is the proof!" Ashe raised the True Ice longbow high, several ice crystal arrows appeared on the bowstring, Ashe tried to shoot them high into the sky.

The ice crystal arrow exploded in the air, and scattered into countless ice flowers that fell all over the coast, Meilun Mio.

The crowd behind Ashe burst into cheers, and many people even knelt down on the spot, worshipped Ashe, and chanted the name of Avarossa.

"The performance method that Lothar thought is really effective." Ashe thought, "I hope it can scare these Locke legal persons."

To Ashe's surprise, the Lockfar warriors didn't seem to have much reaction.

The leader of the soldier stretched out his hand to pick up a handful of ice crystals scattered from the air. The ice crystals stayed in the palm of his hand for a long time and did not melt. It was indeed Zhen Bing, but it was scattered too small, and it was fine for ordinary people to touch it.

"Well..." the old soldier said to the shaman beside him, "What do you think?"

The shaman looked up at the ice crystal snowflakes all over the sky: "I have never seen such a powerful Zhenbing weapon...mostly true..."

The old soldier pondered for a moment and said to Ashe: "Ashe Longbow! If we surrender to you, what should we do if we do not surrender to you?"

Ai Xi took a step forward and said awe-inspiringly: "Under my command, everyone is equal, only the distinction between positions, no distinction between noble and low, no matter whether the bloodline of the ice or the furnace, the beast spirit walker or the fireborn, I will treat them equally. Brothers treat each other! Food and shelter will be shared with you!"

Ash paused for a moment and gave Rockfather a chance to digest what she said: "If you refuse, I will not attack you! Instead, I hope you can make a covenant of non-aggression and cooperation with us!"

The old soldiers moved, and Ashe's promise seemed to be harmless to them: "Do you think she is credible?"

Rockfa's shaman said in a low voice, "I don't know if she is telling the truth, but she probably won't lie."

"What's the reason?"

"The True Ice Longbow in her hand is indeed a sacred object, and it is impossible for ordinary Iceborn to use it. The costumes of the people behind her seem to be from many different tribes, indicating that she really wants to unify many tribes... Maybe …”

"Maybe what?"

A frenzy flashed in the shaman's eyes: "She might want to restore the former glory of Queen Avarosa and unify the Freljord!"

The old soldier took a deep breath: "What should we do?"

"If we go to war, we are naturally not afraid. No matter how strong the holy bow is, only one person will use it." The shaman is very confident in the force of the Lockfar warriors, "but even if we defeat them, our spoils will only be dozens of trophies. A ship with neither arable land nor hunting ground, the gains outweigh the losses.”

"Well..." The old soldier agreed with the shaman's idea, "First invite some people into the village and discuss it carefully before making plans."

"The best way at the moment." Shaman affirmed.

After weighing the pros and cons, the old warrior put the battle axe back on his waist and walked towards Ashe alone.

With a hearty smile on his face, his arms were wide open, showing that he was not hostile: "You are welcome! The reincarnation of Avarossa! Ashe Longbow! I am Moussas Axblade, of Lokfa. Territory!"

Seeing that the Rockfather had no intention of starting a war, Ashe breathed a sigh of relief. She took back her longbow and walked to Musas alone, and hugged him with open arms: "Thank you for your willingness to put down your weapons and talk to me."

"We Lockefa are crazy when we fight, but we still make smart choices." Musas blinked.

Ashe smiled slightly and said in his heart, "Lokfa is not as difficult to deal with as Lothar said... I saw that he also made mistakes."

Thinking of Lothar's rare mistake, Ashe felt a little happy in her heart: "If Lothar knew that I was so easy to deal with Lothar after returning to the ship, I don't know what expression he would show."

"I don't agree!"

A bold and rough roar broke the calm atmosphere on the coast.

A Lokfar warrior with an axe strode menacingly towards Ashe and Mouthus, his appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone present, not only because of his voice, but also because of the weight he carried on his shoulders. One of the behemoths of his body—a gigantic corpse of a sea worm, so thick that it would take five or six people to hug it.

"Olav!" Musas yelled at the warrior. "What are you doing crazy! Go back to the village for me!"

"I don't!" The soldier named Olaf threw the sea worm on the ground, and the entire coast seemed to be shaking.

"Who is he?" Ashe looked at the strange-looking Loklaw warrior named Olaf with some trepidation. He looked ordinary and looked about thirty years old. The attire is not much different from that of other Locke law warriors, with a horned helmet and two iron battle axes, an orange beard mixed with hair and tied into a few small braids.

It is worth noting that Olaf wore almost no armor, but simple fur clothing. Now in the cold winter, he still bares a lot of skin, and it seems that he is not afraid of the cold at all.

"Is he an iceborn? But he doesn't have a real ice weapon... It seems that he killed the sea worm... But this kind of beast usually requires a dozen warriors to fight together..." Ashe speculated about Olaf's identity.

Mousas was so angry at Olaf's confrontation that he blew his beard and stared: "Did you drank too much mead or ate too much mushrooms! I'm discussing business! If you fuss again, I'll cut your beard!"

"I'm not stupid!" Olaf stared at Musas without hesitation, "I saw everything! You want this girl to enter Laozi's village! Ask me about the axe first!"

Mousas took out his axe in anger: "Believe it or not I chopped you!"

"Come on! Who has I been afraid of!" Olaf's chest hit Musas.

"Okay! Listen to me first!" Ashe came out to smooth things out.

"Stinky girls! Shut up!" Olaf cursed.

Ash's face turned cold.

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The Rockfar Peninsula is located on the westernmost side of the Freljord, where a peculiar hallucinogenic mushroom is produced. According to legend, in ancient times, under the deployment of Rockfa shaman, the potion made from hallucinogenic mushrooms can make the warriors fight like crazy and not afraid of death. Ordinary people can even rely on this potion to fight against the ice blood ( The premise is that the ice bloodline does not use the real ice weapon).

But now this formula has been lost, but eating hallucinogenic mushrooms directly can also trigger a certain degree of violent effect (not recommended to try, the dizziness and vomiting after the effect is really deadly, don't ask me how knew).

—Excerpt from Ezreal's Travels of Valoran: The Freljord Chapter Six: A Chronicle of the Horde

Chapter 32 Negotiations

Ashe has a good temper, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have a temper.

An arrow condensed on the Zhenbing longbow, and Ashe shot directly at Olaf's feet. The Berserker was startled, but the cold air directly froze one of his legs.

Ashe looked at Olaf proudly: "Now, what should you call me?"

Olaf cocked his beard, smashed the icing on his leg with the back end of the axe, and pointed the axe at Ashe: "I'll call you a stinky bitch! Listen up! I don't care if you're from Roshi Avarosa or not. Reincarnated, Locke will never yield to the weak!"

Ashe was also a little angry: "Am I weak, do you want me to freeze you into an ice sculpture to verify it?"

"Come on! I'm afraid of you!" Olaf raised his axe and was about to slash at Ashe.

"Protect Ashe!" The people behind Ashe raised their weapons and rushed forward.

"Stop now!"

"Don't come here!"

Musas stopped Olaf, and Ashe stopped his followers, and there was no conflict between the two sides.

Mouthas and Ashe looked at each other and saw that the leader of the other party did not think of the dispute.

"Olav!" Musas punched Olaf in the stomach, "Aishie came for peace! Not to fight you!"

"Damn peace!" Olaf pushed Musas away, his strength was obviously much stronger than that of the old warrior, "I'm the most annoying thing about peace! I'm going to fight!"

Ashe raised his eyebrows, this berserker named Olaf seemed to be a militant.

"Olav." Ashe stood straight in front of the Berserker, "I am Ashe Longbow, I came to seek peace with Lockfar, not to fight you."

"I don't care! I just can't stand our Rockfather and talk to other people kindly!" Olaf shouted at the Rockfa warriors behind him, "The Rockfather is a war-fighting tribe! We are born to fight! Born to die on the battlefield! You say it right!"

The Rockfar warriors looked at each other, and they didn't know who to listen to, but most of them responded to Olaf's words and let out a loud battle cry.

The shaman of Rockfa also came forward and saluted Ashe: "Avarosa's reincarnation, we Rockfa are indeed a nation born for fighting, perhaps the alliance is not a good choice for us. , we Rockfather need this kind of bravery to survive in the Freljord."

Ashe frowned. He was going to make further peace with Lockefa, but he didn't expect a soldier like Olaf to make trouble and completely change the situation.

Olaf smiled: "That's right! What's that **** called..."

"Ashe!" Ashe glared at Olaf coldly.

"Oh yes! Ashe!" Olaf threw his axe and stared at the Zhenbing longbow in Ashe's hand with burning eyes, "You can enter Lao Tzu's village if you want! Duel with Lao Tzu! Step on Lao Tzu's body and enter That's it!"

Mousas raised his forehead: "He's here again."

Ashe thought for a while and said, "Is it enough to defeat you?"

"No!" Olaf waved his hand, "There is no honor in a duel of life and death! Either you die or I die!"