Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

The burden of all the Freljord tribes still rests on the shoulders of the group of young and strong warriors with fighting power.

Compared to the elderly, as a five-year-old child, Jincheng is still a protected group.

Jincheng, who was sleeping soundly with a "warm baby" in his arms, was awakened by a very noisy sound.

Outside the house, a series of furious war roars resounded, completely waking up the entire tribe.

Jincheng immediately lifted the quilt and stood up.

From outside the house came the words that the warriors used to boost morale.

Xijian was no longer in the tent. The greater the strength, the greater the power, and the greater the responsibility. The other party had already gone to prepare for the major events in the tribe early in the morning.

Jincheng immediately put on his clothes and listened carefully to the sounds outside the house.

There were bursts of shouting and killing, but the horn that was the invasion was never blown.

'What happened? The tribe was invaded, but doesn't the tribe have a sentry post? Where is the horn? ’

After a brief moment of confusion, Jincheng immediately made his own judgment.

“This is… a robber? Being robbed? Why at this time, I have to act…” Jincheng’s face showed a trace of fear.

Jincheng’s brain quickly let him analyze something.

You know, the tent of the Winter Claw War Mother is not located on the edge of the tribe.

The tent to which Jincheng belongs is in the central area of ​​the tribe.

This represents a relatively safe position. If the enemy wants to move here, then they must first drill through the entire tribe.

And drilling through a tribe is naturally not that easy.

Listening to the distance of the war roar outside, Jincheng’s senses told him that the battlefield at this moment is not far from their tent.

And himself… Jincheng can be sure that his body is not ready for fighting.

“How is it possible? They were beaten in, and the tribe was drilled through?!” Jincheng looked at the gate hesitantly. You know, although the Winter Claw tribe is not a big tribe, its strength is relatively strong.

Not only are there two-digit Iceborn warriors, but there are also several beast spirit shamans, frost priests, and Vastaya... Even if there are a few "appendages" still hunting, no one dares to provoke them.

Without time to think about it, and even daring not to climb up to the window to secretly look outside, Jincheng immediately patted the little girl who was still snoring cautiously and anxiously.

But the little girl still slept as soundly as a Juvask piglet under Jincheng's call, and her high sleep quality was enviable.

"Little Sejuani, Sejuani! Wake up, don't sleep, you can still sleep when the raiders from other tribes come..."

As he said, Jincheng, who was a little anxious, didn't care about much, raised his little palm high, and slapped the little girl's fleshy butt hard.

This instantly woke up Sejuani who was still sleeping soundly.

"Brother?" The little girl looked at Jincheng with innocent and confused eyes, and called him in confusion.

Obviously, she still didn't understand anything and couldn't figure out the current situation.

The little girl's head was still confused, obviously still in the confusion of being suddenly awakened.

"Little Sejuani, it's the looters from other tribes!" Jincheng decisively confirmed.

...

The order of the ice and snow world outside the house has been broken.

If Jincheng dared to walk out of the house at this moment and look towards the southern part of the Winter Claw tribe.

You can see that the tribe that was originally full of life has been filled with two teams with obvious differences.

An extremely chaotic war broke out between the two armies.

Among them, the attacking team of dozens of people was like a hot blade, piercing into the southern areas of the Winter Claw tribe that were like butter.

Slaughtering the people of the Winter Claw tribe and flattening the tents, this process was without any resistance, too fast, like a hot knife cutting through butter.

Especially the female leader Vikker who was leading the way, holding a sharp blade and carrying a large bow, she was the sharpest blade of this hot knife.

When Vikker saw several people rushing out of the tent to escape, she immediately bent her bow and drew her arrow. With just a simple movement, the developed muscles on the female leader's arms were clearly revealed.

The next moment, as Vikker's fingers loosened, the strong arrow flew off the string. The arrow was extremely powerful, as if it could navigate, and it hit the target accurately, knocking the target down on the snow.

Blood began to stain the white snow on the ground red.

This unstoppable breakthrough continued until the Claw of Winter established a line of resistance.

"Where is the horn? Why didn't Gvikker and his horn team blow the horn?!

The enemy has reached this place!"

In the inner circle of the tribe, a fierce-looking hero with a horse on his arm rushed out of a red tent. This warrior was wearing full body armor.The gaps in the armor were covered with Enuk cowhide, and he kept shouting loudly.

Anyone who saw this warrior would definitely give a thumbs up to indicate that the other party was a strong warrior.

The extremely strong warrior responded after simply identifying the situation the moment he saw the invading looters.

He immediately rushed towards the female leader of the invading looters riding on the snow beast with red eyes, holding a double-edged two-handed axe. Obviously, the savage warriors of the Winter Claw tribe also knew that they had to capture the leader first.

In his hand, the two-handed axe had a dark blue edge on the axe blade. Obviously, he was an ice warrior.

The female leader of the looters saw the powerful ice warriors of the Winter Claws coming aggressively, and she did not retreat at all. She immediately bent her bow and shot at them, and her shooting speed was exceptionally good.

But the red-eyed warrior was not afraid at all. He only used the axe to protect half of his body against the arrows, and his legs still charged forward strongly.

The powerful arrows shot at the axe, making the sound of iron colliding, but the man's steps did not stop, and he still shouted to fight.

Reaching out to stop several Iceborn men who were ready to move and ordering them to continue looting, the female leader of the North Wind Clan looters, Vikor, was not afraid of the powerful warriors who rushed over.

She placed the strong bow beside the snow beast and raised the ice blade in her hand with one hand. Just by raising this ice weapon, countless ice crystals suddenly burst out.

In many people's imagination, archers are very fragile, and once they are approached by the enemy, they will be easily killed by the enemy.

But it is completely different from what most people imagine. In fact, it is not easy to bend the bow and shoot the arrow. This is not a simple technical job, but a physical job.

In fact, a sharpshooter needs extremely strong physical fitness as a foundation.

If you are not strong enough and your body is weak, let alone shooting arrows, it will be difficult to even pull this strong bow.

Archers are elites. If you observe carefully, you will find that compared with other warriors, each archer has extremely strong arms and well-developed muscles.

Pick up the sword and shield, and they immediately become excellent warriors.

Not to mention the female leader Vikker, who is the elite among the elites. She holds a sharp blade and rides a huge snow beast to charge towards the position of the Winter Claw. She does not take men seriously, even if the opponent is also of ice blood.

The Winter Claw tribe gradually reacted. After countless warriors belonging to the Winter Claw made hasty preparations, they rushed towards the invaders fiercely.

Some people were still shouting "enemy attack" to alert those tribesmen who were still in a state of confusion.

The powerful looters who were unstoppable at the beginning were now bitten by the fearless warriors of the Winter Claw.

The female leader, Viktor, who was crushing the powerful male Iceborn warriors of the Winter Claw, used her remaining energy to observe the battlefield. As the battle became increasingly tense, her heart gradually lifted.

In fact, the female leader, Viktor, thought that the elite troops of the North Wind Clan, who had the advantage of sneak attacks and foresight, could quickly break through the Winter Claw and plunder.

But she never expected that even if she perfectly dealt with the scout team of the Winter Claw and did not even sound the horn of the Winter Claw tribe's preparation for war, this tribe without the slightest defense still exerted such a strong resistance at this moment.

Facing a strong opponent, Viktor glanced at the warriors of the Winter Claw. Obviously, they were all ordinary warriors, but they did not have the feeling of hunger and waxy skin like the warriors of the North Wind Clan.

Instead, they all looked full of energy, as if they had eaten and conserved their energy.

"It's so tough! What on earth is going on?!"

Vickel gritted her teeth and continued to fight. Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. She is now in a dilemma. Even if she gritted her teeth, she had to plunder the Claw of Winter.

The next moment, the sharp blade in Vicker's hand swept across, and the male warrior was holding an axe to block it, but the next second, a sudden ice explosion exploded from the sharp blade. The male red-eyed warrior reacted quickly to dodge, and was hit by the sudden ice explosion and the horn helmet flew out.

...

"Hide inside, and you must not make any sound! Do you understand? No matter what happens, you can't come out!"

At this moment, Jincheng had pushed little Sejuani into the cabinet by the wall. He told Sejuani again and again with a serious face.

"Why? My tribe has been invaded, the enemy has invaded my tribe, I have to..." The little girl was very anxious. She was forcibly pushed into the cabinet by Jincheng, and her eyes were full of fighting spirit.

The little girl already regarded herself as the tribe's war mother. When she heard that her brother's tribe was invaded by looters, she immediatelyWant to go out and resist.

"?" Jincheng was stunned by the reckless and rebellious speech of the little girl. She still wanted to fight with the robbers?

Little Sejuani, little one, you have no idea of ​​yourself, right?

"Be obedient, Sejuani, hide, I beg you, I won't come in, only one person can hide in the closet..." Jincheng took a deep breath, listening to the chaotic sound coming from a distance, ignoring the little girl's pleading eyes, and immediately closed the slightly simple closet.

The little girl could still see Jincheng's movements through the gap in the closet.

"Jiaoyue, Aixue, you two, you must not make any sound! Otherwise, there will be no milk to drink in the future!" Then Jincheng shook his slightly large "belly bag" seriously.

Inside, the two wolf cubs were shaking.

Jincheng didn't know whether they could understand what he said.

He only knew that the two little wolves seemed to understand the seriousness of the matter inexplicably under his serious words.

They all "whimpered" and then made no other sounds.

If it were normal, Jincheng would definitely think that his beast spirit path had made great progress and be proud of it.

But now, Jincheng glanced at the door of the tent, listened to the screams and war roars outside, and he did not step out of the door with great momentum.

He immediately blew out the oil lamp, and the next moment Jincheng immediately went under the bed with a little fear in his heart.

If you keep the green mountains, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood. Hiding is definitely the most likely way to survive, at least before the Winter Claw was defeated across the board.

Jincheng is very self-aware, and he knows very well what his combat power is at the age of five.

What he needs to do is not to become a burden.

"I'd rather do nothing than make a mistake."

Jin Cheng would never think that he could rush out and change his fate, and then bring great trouble to Xi Jian.

The dirty and disgusting dirt under the bed could not stop Jin Cheng at all. He twisted his body and leaned against the darkest part under the bed.

From this angle, Jin Cheng could just see the door of the tent.

"Hide until the war is over, grandma will definitely win! After all... she is the grandmother of Sejuani and the Fury of the Far North, how could she lose..."

Jin Cheng was very scared, but he didn't feel that scared. As if to comfort himself in this situation, the boy kept muttering to himself.

He really didn't know the background of these heroes, and didn't know if Sejuani was an orphan in the end...