Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

Too much courage is not a good thing.

Jincheng is troubled by this at the moment.

At first, Jincheng was seeking the courage to explore the outside world.

Later, Sejuani forcefully asked Jincheng to be braver, and Jincheng could not refuse no matter what she did.

The strong woman's actions at this moment have already shown that she really does not understand what love is.

But Sejuani's love made Jincheng a little bit overwhelmed.

Even though Jincheng's strength has become stronger than Sejuani, she is still unyielding. Jincheng can vaguely imagine what the other party will look like after picking up the True Ice weapon.

Even before the new month came and his [Goody Supermarket] skill was refreshed, he had already left the Winter Claw tribe with a panicked but slightly frivolous pace.

Of course, Jincheng could not have hurriedly embarked on the road to the south with only weapons and two frost-tooth wolves.

That would not be called stepping out of the house, it would be called seeking death in the wilderness.

With the weather conditions in Freljord, even the strongest and most experienced wilderness survival master would die here if he set out on his journey alone.

Jincheng himself believed in making plans before taking action, and he had already arranged his plan to go south.

…

It snowed heavily, and no one had any emotional ups and downs because of the heavy snow. In the Far North, snow is a very common weather.

The Notai clan, this is a nomadic tribe that has been walking on Freljord for a long time.

They walk across the entire land of Freljord, and they will also take root in one place for a period of time. They survive in this land in a unique way.

Riding the frost waves sprinkled by Anivia's wings.

This nomadic tribe is heading south, and they are going to the south to enjoy the warmth and more abundant supplies.

The tribe's team is very long, but it doesn't mean that all the people here are from the Notai clan.

There are other Freljordians among them, and they all want to go south, but one person's ability is obviously not enough to cross the vast Freljord Icefield.

Therefore, these lone rangers, wanderers or small teams will subconsciously attach themselves to the nomadic Notai clan, praying for the nomadic clan to protect them.

And the Notai clan seems to be accustomed to such things as protection.

Maybe they were inspired by a guy who thinks that the Freljord is a family, and they have been helped by that guy, so they are willing to convey their goodwill to a Freljord person.

Only a small amount of reward...

Among the tribes of the entire Freljord, the Notai clan is undoubtedly a very special existence. They bring the story of one place to another place, and bring the story of another place to this place...

In the team, you can always hear the Notai clan members telling what they have seen and heard along the way with passion.

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Their rich knowledge makes the stories they tell touching.

Even the legend of Braum, the great hero of Freljord and the Heart of Freljord, has a lot to do with this nomadic tribe.

Some people chat while walking, some sit on moving carts, and some stay in tents on carts.

Of course, there are also warriors patrolling.

Those who pull the carts are Yukal, who have excellent endurance. This giant beast looks like a mule, but its neck and head are like a donkey, but its body is much larger than a donkey.

The body is covered with long gray-brown warm hair.

It is said that qualified people will easily get the favor of Yukal, a simple pastoral beast.

Of course, there are also tents with Enuk as the power to pull the cart.

Enuk is not a specialty of any tribe. It is an important creature that the Freljord people cannot do without.

It has the strength of an ox and can pull a heavy cart forward. It also has the characteristics of a goat. It is not picky about grass roots or mosses, and can even survive well in many high-altitude areas in the mountains of Freljord.

They can also grow a lot of long hair every year. A lot of warming measures of the Freljord tribe are based on their long hair. In addition, female Ernuk can produce milk. Jincheng has drunk it and can only say that it is fishy, ​​but also delicious.

And most importantly, Ernuk has a gentle personality. Adult male Ernuk can also be used as a mount. They can take knights to the mountains and across the ice field...

...

The warm small tent is located on the cart behind the three Yukal.

To say it is warm is actually relative. Compared with the ice and snow outside, such a place where people can rest is undoubtedly extremely warm.

The driver, who is not very good at riding, sits at the front of the cart and drivesThree Yukals, three huge docile beasts followed the team firmly.

The rollers reduced the difficulty for the huge Yukals to pull this small mobile tent.

Next to the cart tent, a giant frost-toothed wolf was walking next to the three Yukals like an elegant gentleman.

The old Noka who was driving swore that he had never seen such a huge frost-toothed wolf. The size of this wolf was even about the same as the Yukal under his crotch.

But the frost-toothed wolf was the god of death wandering on the ice field, not the docile Yukal he was driving now.

Although the man who got into the tent before had sworn that his beast spirit partner would not have any impact on the team, and this extremely majestic snow-white giant wolf did not do anything terrible.

But the old Noka was still worried. While controlling Yukal to keep up with the team, he kept an eye on the huge frost-toothed wolf with the corner of his eyes.

As for the "little" wolf next to the giant frostfang wolf, which was no different from a normal-sized frostfang wolf, Old Noka didn't pay any extra attention to it.

After all, big means strong, and small means weak, which is the golden saying of Freljord.

Look for yourself? Isn't our brave Heart of Freljord Braum that big!

Old Noka said that although he is old, he can still recognize the strong and the weak.

In the warm tent on the cart, a group of travelers were chatting around an old man.

In the middle of their table, there was a large pot of meat.

And the old man was talking about the legend on the ice field.

In particular, in order to save a village that was about to be frozen, Braum pulled down the sun in the sky and let the sun melt the ice in the village...

From the story told by the old man.

It is obvious that this old man is extremely protective of Braum. In addition to telling stories about demigods and the three ancient sisters, the stories about Braum are the most numerous.

If someone questions Braum, questioning the heart of Freljord that is said to be willing to help everyone in need.

The old guy will yell and refute with a red face, like a star chaser, but he is chasing Braum.

Obviously, this old guy really saw something, maybe he saw Braum, or was saved by him...

Those travelers who questioned also wisely chose not to argue with the old man, but the old man was not very interested in diverting the topic from Braum.

After all, the old man couldn't drive them away. These foreign travelers paid a lot for the warm tent pulled by Yukal.

Until...

"Keep talking! I like to hear stories about Braum, I'm very interested! I think he deserves the title of Freljord's Great Hero!

You just think you're listening to stories when you hear this, but I think Braum must be a powerful Iceborn who loves every Freljord person!

He's kind and loves everyone!"

The speaker was a tall and strong man wearing rough heavy armor, although in fact the heavy armor was extremely sophisticated.

There was also a huge broadsword next to the man, and behind him, a huge shield more than two meters high was casually placed aside.

Anyone who saw his outfit subconsciously thought that he was a powerful warrior.

There were also travelers who wanted to try the man's shield, but they couldn't even lift it.

Some of them had seen the two frost-fang wolves outside, and naturally knew the identity of this young beast walker.

Almost everyone would give Jincheng a certain respect.

As for this heavy thing, Jincheng spent far more resources than others to bring this mobile tent.

But the old man didn't care about these, he only knew that there were people who believed in Braum and were fans of Braum like himself.

"Oh, you have also seen Braum, right?

No problem! Do you want to hear Braum's story? I still have it here!

Braum was even willing to save an old troll! How about the story of even breaking through an iceberg to save him? Do you want to listen?"

The old man seemed to know Braum's deeds very well. In his mouth, Braum's stories were endless.

"I haven't seen Braum, but I have heard many stories about him. When I was in my tribe..." Jincheng narrowed his eyes when he heard this, took out a cowhide water bag from behind him, put it on the table, and then pushed it towards the old man of the Notai clan.

"?" The old man frowned and wanted to refuse. What a joke. As someone who had seen Braum's heroic figure and was saved by him, he would only think about how to make more people admire Braum. How could he charge some "drinkable water" just because the other party wanted to hear Braum's story?

"Beer, our tribe has"Brewed, moisten the old man's throat! Very mellow..." Jincheng pointed to the cowhide water bag he pushed over.

The old man was stunned, and his Adam's apple moved visibly.

Not everyone can afford to drink wine in Freljord. This must be brewed with real grain.

The old man said that he had drunk some good wine while traveling all over the country.

What's more, drinking a sip of wine in the ice and snow can really warm your body.

It's a beautiful thing.

The words of refusal did not come out of the old man's mouth.

"Hahaha, share it with everyone! It's better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone! "A smiling traveler took out a broken bowl from his travel bag.

The old man first bowed to Jincheng, then laughed and scolded him, but did not refuse. He carefully said that he had to do the pouring himself.

So he prepared to tell the legendary story of Braum.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

A penetrating roar suddenly sounded at this moment...

It sounded far away, but it was still deep and powerful.

The atmosphere of drinking and listening to stories around the table came to an abrupt end at this moment, and the atmosphere was broken by this inhuman roar.

Jincheng looked to the right with a calm face. Although there was a wooden wall there, he could hear that the terrifying roar seemed to come from the front of the team...

"Troll!"

"It's a troll. I will never mistake this voice. "