Chapter 127 Winter’s Wrath

Chapter 127 Winter’s Wrath

"Sanya, prepare the firewood for the winter in advance. In a few days, it will get cold again."

In a small village covered with mountains and ice, a woman wearing a thick leather jacket raised her hand and breathed into her hand. She saw tiny ice beads falling on her hand. She squeezed it lightly and felt a bit cold. A sad look appeared on her face.

"Okay mother, I'll be there right away." In the house made of stones and wooden piles, a little head suddenly popped out. She was wearing a cotton coat that didn't fit her figure and ran out jumping.

Arriving in front of her mother, Sonya tiptoed and handed over the food.

A half-piece of frozen fish that was hard enough to be used as a stone was stained with saliva. It looked like Sonya was eating this piece of frozen fish just now.

"Mom, I'm full, please eat some."

Sonya's mother hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take the food, put it into her mouth in front of Sonya, and chewed hard.

Seeing this, Sanya ran away happily.

Seeing Sanya running out of the village, Mallord sighed and put the food in the pocket of her coat. She lowered her head again and began to deal with the food for the tribe's winter this year.

Storing food is something Mallord must do every winter in the Freljord. Just as he breathed into his palms, Mallord was feeling the temperature.

Winter in the Freljord has been coming more and more urgently in recent years, but the small village of Kotal has not yet prepared food for the winter.

This is a very dangerous thing, because every winter, many people die in Freljord. Even the powerful Iceborn warriors will die in the winter due to lack of fat and calories.

Although they have ice blood and are not afraid of the cold, if there is no food, the result will be the same.

Because Freljord's winter is very fair, it treats children, adults, and warriors equally, so if you don't pay attention to the weather, the consequences will be unbearable.

Because of this, Mallord was handling the food worriedly, and she was calculating whether the food would allow the people in her tribe to survive the winter safely.

If that doesn't work, Mallord will have to make some sacrifices.

That is a very cruel thing, but it is something that must be done in order to survive, because if the food is not distributed properly, the Hebing tribe will only suffer greater pain.

The village where Mallord is located belongs to a very small clan called the Hebing clan.

Mallord is the leader of this tribe. The entire clan has only a dozen warriors, more than twenty children, and dozens of ordinary people without fighting ability.

This is incomparable to the powerful clans around it.

But fortunately, the environment was extreme and food was scarce, so no one came to attack her clan. Is this considered a blessing in misfortune?

Thinking of this, Mallord's ears suddenly twitched.

The War Mother is the leader of the clan and the person who leads the clan. Therefore, the War Mother is often the most powerful person in the tribe. Therefore, although she is a woman, Sanya's mother is the most powerful warrior in the tribe.

And her five senses are far beyond ordinary people. Just like now, she heard tiny sounds, and then those sounds kept getting louder.

"Damn it!"

Throwing away the frozen fish on hand, Mallord picked up the ax next to him and ran out of the village.

The people of the Hebing tribe noticed Mallord's behavior, and they also put on weapons and rushed out with Mallord.

Then, the people of the Hebing clan who rushed out were stunned.

Because outside the village, at some point, a group of people riding direwolves and wild boars had gathered. Among them were many topless warriors. The women also wore very little clothing, only covering key parts of their bodies.

They formed a circle, surrounding the war mother of the Hebing clan and the future little war mother. The mounts on their crotches were all very ferocious beasts.

The war mother Malod was holding an ax and standing in front of Sonya, confronting the group of people who suddenly came to the small village of Kotar.

"We are the Hebing Clan, who are you?" Mallord swallowed. Even though she was the war mother of the Hebing Clan and the most powerful warrior in the tribe, at this moment, she felt frightened.

Because of these guys who appeared in front of Mallord at this moment.

It's an Iceborn!

Those who can wear only these clothes and carry powerful weapons in the winter of Freljord can only be iceborn, and iceborn are often born from powerful tribes, such as the Blood River Clan, the ancient The Da clan, the Ice clan, is the most dangerous clan of this generation. In just a few years, it conquered all the surrounding clans and has become the most dangerous clan in Freljord - the Winter's Claw.

Looking at the leading girl, who looked young, maybe fourteen years old at most, Mallord noticed the mount under her crotch, which was a Juvasque wild boar, and it was difficult for the horse not to let go of such a mount. Lord thought of the clan that had risen in recent years, and the woman known as the incarnation of the legend—Sejuani.

"Hebing Clan? I haven't heard of it."

In front of Mallord, a woman riding on a tall wild boar spoke. She was wearing a thin leather armor and had two ponytails. Her face was painted with dark green lines, whether it was charcoal ash or plant juice. .

Beside her, a man riding a wolf said: "Sister, there is no need to talk nonsense with them. The order given by the War Mother is to conquer the surrounding clans. We must rush back to Yadursk before this winter and follow the tribes. We don’t have time to delay the migration. If we are late, War Mother will be angry.”

"I know, haven't I seen such a weak clan in a long time?" The woman named Mumu laughed, and then she pulled out the weapon behind her, a weapon that was extremely inconsistent with her figure. A huge mace, stained with bits of flesh and large smears of blood.

All these signs indicate that her weapon is not just a decoration.

"Hey, surrender to the Winter's Claw, or die." Mumu pointed his weapon at Malold and said.

"You do this, Avarosa, Avarosa will."

"Shut up!" Mumu shouted angrily, and the huge Juvask wild boar roared under her crotch.

The fishy breath hit Mallord's face, making her hand holding the weapon tremble. But behind her, Sonya hugged her legs tightly, which gave Mallord courage again.

"Submit to the Winter's Claw, can we survive this winter? I am the war mother of the Hebing clan. There are fourteen warriors in my tribe. Although they are not as powerful as you, we are also willing to fight for the Winter's Claw. Dedicate our lives, we are brave warriors, as long as you can protect them." Mallord clenched his weapon, looked at the girl sitting on the Juvask wild boar, and said in a deep voice.

"You are very courageous. You are much more courageous than the leader of the tribe I went to before." Mumu laughed, she waved her weapon, the mace stirred up the ice wind, and placed the weapon on Juvas She got off the wild boar and walked to Mallord with her hands on her hips.

"But I can't guarantee that all of your tribe can survive this winter, because we also lack food. But what I can guarantee you is that it is better to follow us than to wait to die here."

"There's no way your clan can survive in a place like this, right? There's less and less food around here. You lack food sources and you're just waiting to die if you stay here." Mumu said to Mallord.

Mallord was silent.

Mumu's words were on point. Just as she said, the Hebing clan would continue to stay here, and the Hebing clan would also die naturally.

The lack of food makes it impossible for the children of the clan to grow up normally. The number of births in the clan is decreasing every year. Even if there are no external enemies, within thirty years, the Hebing clan will drop from a clan of more than a hundred people to There were only a dozen people, and then they died naturally.

Freljord is a world where the weak eat the strong, and the weak are not worthy of speaking, let alone unable to speak.

Just as the Glacier Clan cannot occupy the surrounding food sources, this generation is not without food. Going west, there is a river over there. There are fish to catch in the glacier, but that place has been occupied by a powerful clan. The Glacier Clan There is no way to compete with them.

But joining Winter's Claw?

Mallord hesitated.

She wanted to join the Avarosa tribe, but she failed to wait for this opportunity, and she even failed to persuade the people in the tribe to move to their hometown to find Avarosa.

And now, the Hebing Clan is waiting for the Claws of Winter.

"I only give you ten seconds. After ten seconds, you have to give me an answer. I don't have time to waste with you. Winter is coming soon. We have to prepare a lot of food to go back." Seeing Mallord's silence, Mom frowned and said coldly.

Then she started counting down.

Each sound was like a hammer hitting Mallord's chest.

Sonya's trembling little hands behind him made it even harder for Mallord to concentrate on thinking. Finally, when Mother counted to three, Mallord knelt down.

"The Hebing clan is willing to join the Winter's Claw."

"That's right." Mum smiled, with a girlish expression on her pretty face.

"Give you two hours, pack your things and follow us." Mother said again.

More than ten days later, after climbing over mountains one after another, Malold followed Winter's Claw to an abandoned valley.

The frozen lake surface made Mallord's eyes shine. Walking on the lake, Mallord looked at the bottom of the frozen lake, thinking about how many fish could be caught after cutting through the ice. And beside her, Sonya Follow her closely.

"We are here, Mallord. I will take you to meet your new war mother later. Remember to be respectful. Although the war mother is young, she is stronger than everyone else. You must respect her. Do you understand?" ahead? , Mom stopped, because from the valley, a group of people had come out. They were wearing special battle helmets, which were standard and easy to distinguish.

"I understand." Mallord nodded.

Of course she understood that although Sejuani was not very old, no one in Freljord dared to look down upon her.

After all, the Winter's Claw went from being a clan that was bullied, robbed and exploited by others, to now being a feared clan that has wiped out countless tribes. The reason for all this is because of her.

Sejuani.

A woman who led Winter's Claw in just a few years.

After arriving at the clan base of Winter's Claw, Mallord's Hebing clan was separated. Although he was a little worried, Mum's behavior along the way made Mallord feel at ease.

The Winter's Claw is indeed very cruel, but it also has an inexplicable warmth towards the people of its own clan.

On the way, Mumu slowed down, and she also brought the elders of the Hebing clan with her.

It's shameful. What Mallord originally wanted was to leave the old people there to die.

Because they have no productivity or fighting power, they can only be used as useless people who consume food and eliminate useless people. This is what every clan does, but Mu Mu took them with her.

Because of this, Mallord felt that his choice might not be a mistake.

"Mom, I want to go to the bathroom." At this moment, Sanya grabbed Maloude's calf, pulled her pants, and said softly.

Mallord looked at her, squatted down and whispered: "Don't run too far."

"Okay." Sonya said immediately.

After saying that, she trotted out, preparing to find a hidden place for convenience.

Mallord also followed the large army into the valley. It was a basin. At the bottom, Mallord saw many people building houses.

Mother stood beside her and explained: "Every year we come here from all over to rebuild our homes and spend the winter together. Winter in Freljord is inconvenient for activities."

"I understand," Mallord said.

"By the way, where is little Sonya?" Mom asked.

"She went to the bathroom."

"Going alone? Hey, why are you so relieved about us all of a sudden?" Mom asked funnyly.

"Because we are a clan now," Mallord said.

Mumu was stunned for a moment, then she laughed and said loudly: "Yes, we are a clan, and we are all claws of winter, so let us work hard and survive this winter together."

"This is no place for children."

As soon as Sanya found a place and was about to take off her pants, she heard a cold female voice calling her.

She was so frightened that she quickly turned around and saw a tall figure approaching, wearing a battle armor and a helmet with a corner missing. What was surprising was that the horn of the helmet was blue, like ice. Same block?

"I, I, I, I'm sorry, I just came to use the bathroom." Sonya explained nervously.

The woman frowned and said, "I've never seen you before. Where did you come from?"

"He Bing clan, came with Master Mumu."

"Hebing clan?"

As the woman came closer, Sonya saw her face clearly.

With pure white hair, a pair of long and narrow eyes, pure blue ice-like eyes, thin lips, a straight bridge of nose, and a heroic face, this is a woman who can tell at a glance that she will be very powerful.

Her aura made Sonya tremble a little.

But what makes Sonya feel strange is that she always feels that the woman's face is a little white. It is an unhealthy whiteness, exactly the same as Sonya.

Didn't she eat well?

"I haven't heard of it, but from today on, you are a member of Winter's Claw, and there is no more Hebing Clan. Do you understand?" the woman said to Sonya.

"Yes, I am from Winter's Claw." Sonya said quickly.

Then, she showed a pleading expression and whispered: "What about that, sir, I want to go to the toilet, can you."

"." The woman was stunned for a moment, and then turned her back.

"Are you going to stand here?"

"Who told you that at your age you can go to the toilet alone in the wild? Your mother, or an old man in the clan?" The woman did not look back, but did not leave either. Instead, she stood there and continued: "I won't steal. It’s up to you.”

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Sonya hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but take off her pants.

In the quiet environment, the sizzling sound made Sonya couldn't help but blush, and she couldn't help but raise her head and peek in front of her, and saw the woman standing up straight silently. She was not actually strong, but rather thin. , but for some reason, Sonya felt that she was blocking the icy cold wind.

"Ok?"

"Okay, sir." Sonya said quickly.

The woman turned around and looked at Sonya, who was coming over with a red face. Then, she reached out and touched Sonya's face.

Sonya was stunned for a moment, feeling that the hand was rough and the fingertips were full of calluses. Then, she couldn't help but look at the woman's hand.

That hand was covered in tiny cuts.

"Go back. Don't leave for too long. There will be a banquet later. You can eat freely today, but after today, you will be hungry." The woman said softly.

Sonya nodded, "What about you?"

"Me? Of course I will be at the banquet. Without me, this banquet cannot be held." The woman said lightly.

"Okay, I don't like talking to children, leave now." Seeing Sonya's hesitation, the woman said loudly.

Sonya paused, nodded and ran away, but when she was almost out of sight of the woman, Sonya couldn't help but said: "Sir, can I know your name? Thank you for protecting me."

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"Sejuani."

"Your war mother." The figure from behind said.

Sonya froze on the spot.

Regarding the character of Pig Girl, I thought about it and found that Pig Girl is indeed a cruel and cold person to the outside world, but internally, Pig Girl is definitely a warm person.

Because in the previous cg, Pig Girl and Olaf went to fight the bear and could see it when they stole food.

She was also malnourished at the time, with dry hair and pale face. Sejuani was the war mother of the tribe. Winter's Claw was one of the top three clans in Freljord at that time. Sejuani could be... Are you hungry? Is it because there is no food? Of course, food is scarce, but if War Mother wants to eat, Sejuani has to squeeze out the squeeze, so it is very likely that Sejuani took the initiative to give up the food to the elderly and children.

So I personally have a very good impression of Sejuani.