Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

Chapter 117

Wildebeest of the Frostguard tribe.

Survival of the fittest, killing the weak and choosing the strong.

Then the mount named Windwalker was formed.

No horse on the ice field can compare with it, and even the entire Valoran land has no warhorse that can surpass it.

It can go without grass for several days, and it can also run hundreds of miles in one night.

But once the Iceborn starts to hurry, even Windwalker can't compare.

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"Good guy... You can tell at a glance that this is not a weapon used by humans. Look where there is a weapon that is so heavy!"

"You can't do it, let me do it!"

"Hahaha, Kakule, why are you so useless!"

"It's really ridiculously heavy!"

Baberni Village, a gathering place where nomads migrate and pass by to station.

This kind of gathering place does not belong to any one tribe.

For example, if the Avarosa tribe no longer uses this stronghold, then other clans passing by will occupy this place without hesitation to resist the cold wind.

This is the default rule unique to the entire Freljord.

In almost all temporary settlements, no tribe will destroy the integrity of these buildings. This is the rule.

As for the situation where two tribes need this base to rest, the strong will be the first!

The Xuelang Clan is just a small tribe.

There is not even a single Iceborn warrior in their tribe.

But they still rely on the people who are united together to hunt, fish, dig edible plant roots... to survive.

They will naturally think about joining a powerful tribe, but most of those powerful clans will not choose to accept these small clans.

Because this not only has hidden dangers, but the food burden of each person in these clans will fall on these powerful clans.

Those wandering beast spirit walkers or lone Iceborn are also more inclined to join powerful tribes.

Many powerful clans are also more willing to regard these small clans as objects that can be plundered!

But they still live on this ice field with strength and optimism, just like countless wild plum blossoms in the north of Freljord.

In the center of the village.

In a simple building, several members of the Xuelang clan were constantly discussing the weapons on the ground.

A thin man stepped out of the crowd and walked towards a huge V-shaped shield.

This thick metal shield looked fake to Kakule.

Either it was hollow, or there was a wooden shield inside, but the shield was cast with molten iron.

It was not until Kakule smiled and said a few words to the other companions, and then lowered his head to pull the shield, that he felt the heavy weight in his hand.

Even though his face turned red, he only lifted the shield off the ground, and still could not lift it.

The man's actions immediately attracted the ridicule of Kakule's companions.

"Can you do it?"

"I can't even lift it!"

"Kakule? Did you use all your strength on Ava?!"

"Get out of the way! Why are you yelling? Come and try it if you can!" Kakule, who had personally felt the weight of the shield, immediately retorted.

"Okay! I'll lift it for you to see!" Immediately, a sturdy man came out.

The few people were obviously friends, and the simple fun between men made them laugh at each other.

Then the sturdy man tried to lift the shield again.

The thick shield was lifted by him, but there was no doubt that he had used all his strength. His red cheeks and bulging veins on his neck proved that he had tried his best.

His action of raising the shield immediately caused cheers from his companions around him.

"This shield should be used to practice strength, not to use it!" As a strong man in the tribe, the sturdy man said this after gently putting down the shield.

Others believed it.

And the next attempter was ready to move.

The inexplicable impulse of "others have tried, so I should try too" drove everyone to try to lift them one by one.

Some women also tried.

And the proportion of women who can lift shields is even higher than that of men.

Some people also tried to pull the strong bow on the side. As for the patterns on the bow, in their opinion, it was just to make the weapon more beautiful.

The Xuelang tribe has already settled here, so after these tools were discovered, they attracted a lot of attention and people gathered to try.

But the warriors of the Xuelang clan tried to pull the strong bow, but none of them succeeded.

The Overlord Bow was obviously too hard.

"This is undoubtedly a failed bow. After all, a bow that is so hard that no one can pull it has lost its function as a bow!"

A warrior commented after pulling the bow and arrow.

As for the side, only blood stains were left.No one cared about the bed with blood stains.

Kakule couldn't lift these tools, but that didn't mean they were unattractive to him.

Kakule said he could barely hold up the huge broadsword with both hands, but he couldn't hold it by the handle.

Until the door of the house was pushed open from the outside, Kakule, holding the broadsword, subconsciously looked up at the door, and the figure of the stranger made his pupils shrink slightly.

The man was tall and majestic, like an iron tower, with abundant blood and energy, which could melt the flying snow falling on him instantly!

Not only Kakule, but others also discovered this stranger.

For a while, the atmosphere was strange.

Some people wondered why the tribesmen on duty didn't sound the alarm.

Some sturdy warriors have been on guard, keeping a fighting state ready to draw weapons and chop at any time, staring at the man with tiger eyes.

The man first glanced at the weapon used as exercise equipment, then frowned and pointed at the bloodstained bed.

"Where is the injured person who was recuperating here?" The crowded room did not stop the newcomer. Instead, the man straightened his back and walked towards the room like a dragon and a tiger.

Until the woman holding the ice bow appeared behind the man, the woman's face looked extremely ugly.