Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

"Eat it!"

"Roar!"

"Go ahead and eat as much as you want! I'll treat you!"

"So much food! Nunuka must eat his fill..."

The trolls' attacks always come so suddenly.

They directly attacked the middle of the Notai clan's nomadic team, the part where the defense force was extremely weak.

I don't know when it started, but these trolls seemed to have the leadership of some intelligent creatures, and began to know which weak points to attack and which tribes to attack...

They even had certain tactics.

Five tall and majestic trolls with green faces, fangs, and ferocious eyes appeared in the wind and snow without any warning, and then suddenly attacked the Notai clan.

The tall figure three meters away was like a magnified version of a brave and strong tribal warrior from Freljord, except that their muscles were more swollen.

Horrible, terrible.

When the trolls saw humans, it was like a hungry wolf seeing a lamb. Perhaps the gap between them and humans is far greater than the gap between wolves and sheep.

The situation was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

With the appearance and charge of the trolls, when the nomadic team of the Notai clan was attacked, countless people who were on the road began to flee in a hurry.

Just seeing the appearance of the trolls and the fear of their huge figures, and the weapon that could kill people, even adult warriors would feel a little palpitation and begin to retreat.

But humans are different from sheep!

Lambs can only flee when they encounter hungry wolves, but the Freljord people have the courage to stand up and resist!

"The trolls are coming!"

"Fight back!"

"Where are the archers! Shoot!"

"Shoot! Quick, I'll shoot your mother, hurry up! Damn, give me the bow and arrow!"

With the huge roar of a strong tribal warrior riding Enuk, with a full beard and wearing leather armor: "The trolls are coming! The trolls are coming!"

The warriors with bows began to draw their bows and shoot at the trolls that were constantly rushing in the distance.

"Ha!"

"Ha!"

The tribal archers shot iron arrows at the trolls, and the strength required to draw the strong bows made them chuckle.

The flying arrows also hit the troll team like meteors.

But this group of monsters ran too fast.

Their special foot structure stepped on the ice and snow ground like a god, and this frozen area seemed to be the land where the trolls should stand.

The trolls were huge, but their movements were unexpectedly agile.

Biological activities are the most challenging for hunters and archers.

The iron arrows flew in a parabola, and a large number of them missed. A small number of them shot at the trolls rushing forward. The arrows shot into the trolls' skin, which was tougher than cowhide, but were blocked by the trolls' powerful muscles.

The wise tribal hunters would apply poison on their arrows.

But this poison, which is deadly to other creatures, has no effect on the trolls.

The tribal warriors who had heard the roar of the trolls were also rushing over.

Iceborn, beast walkers, shamans...

"You have angered Tegolda!!" The most ferocious troll blocked his face with his arms, and his body was full of arrows. The pain made him roar, and he even spoke in the rough Freljord language.

Then the troll's charge became faster.

The gap of 100 meters disappeared in an instant.

The archers of the tribe shot two or three rounds of arrows.

"Archers, stop! Warriors of the Notai clan are ready for close combat! I am the battle axe! I am the storm! I will lead the charge, I am the German of the Notai clan..." The brave knight of Enuk, who had a loud voice and looked like a warrior, rushed towards the troll with his team holding a battle axe and a lance.

Many warriors also hurriedly followed.

The Ernyuk cavalryman roared, and threw his battle axe with all his strength, and even stood his lance horizontally.

Although he had never fought against trolls, he was one of the few powerful warriors of the Notai clan who could fight against the Iceborn.

Moreover, do you know the invincible momentum of a knight charging with his mount!

Until this brave warrior rode the strong Ernyuk and charged head-on against the tall troll: Tegerda, and charged head-on against this abnormal species living in Freljord.

The lance was clamped under his armpit with all his strength!

The next moment, the huge bone-crushing stick and the lance collided with each other, and a loud sound like a golden sword broke out.

At this moment, the warrior finally felt why this creature was called a troll.

Also, why are trolls the biggest villains in so many fairy tales circulating on the Freljord Icefield.

Because... the strength of this creature is suitable as a BOSS.

The knight who didn't even finish shouting his own name was mercilessly blown away by the huge bone-crushing club in Tegerda's hand.

"Ah!!" A huge scream sounded along with a parabola.

The man's body, which looked very strong, was blown away more than ten meters away.

He even rolled on the ground four or five times, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart, but the warrior of the Notai clan still looked up and looked behind him.

He saw the ferocity of the troll, and the other trolls who were also so scared. He also saw the warriors who charged with him, and his trusted mount Aman...

The strong Enuk, who should have been extremely docile, wanted to use the two sharp horns on his head to hit the enemy even if his master was blown away.

Until the troll opened its bloody mouth, and the terrifying teeth bit the neck of the Enuk.

Thick hair could not stop the troll's sharp teeth. Tegerda's sharp teeth and big mouth were covered with bright red.

More than a dozen other warriors were no match for the trolls. They were beaten and fled the moment they came into contact...

"No! No..." The strong knight who was watching all this screamed shrilly. He wanted to get up again.

A figure with frost flashed by him.

"Sir, the war mother!!!" A shrill roar came from the man's mouth.

"Troll! What are you doing to my people! I am the war mother Kaiyas Warspear of the Notai clan! I am the blood of ice!"

I saw a nimble figure holding an ice spear and rushing out.

She only measured the earth with her legs, and her speed was comparable to the charge of those knights.

The faint blue light on the weapon was enough to prove the identity of the man holding the ice spear.

Then, a giant bear took heavy steps towards the smallest troll.

There was a shaman holding a staff, and ice crystals suddenly rose from the troll's legs. Although they were immediately shattered by the troll's huge power, they undoubtedly slowed down their movements.

As the war mother of the Notai clan, she rushed from other places to lead the war at the first time.

She brought some warriors in the entire tribe who could be said to have mastered extraordinary powers.

The trolls were not afraid at all when they saw this.

At this moment, almost every one of them had blood on their sharp teeth.

"Roar!"

The wildness of the trolls was terrifying. Their fearlessness of the cold made the Iceborn helpless. Their powerful strength and defense had almost no shortcomings.

Even the war mother of the Notai clan fell into a bitter battle the moment she entered the battlefield.

Even the True Ice Spear pierced the powerful troll Tegerda with the power of True Ice, but it could not cause decisive damage to him.

In order to resist this troll, as the strongest person and war mother of the Notai clan, she even needed the assistance of several warriors in the tribe to do it.

"Jin, don't rush up, huhu... You are responsible for harassment, Makuen, you go to threaten the troll's legs, Fried, Seltzer, you two..." Kaiyas not only had to fight the trolls, but also had to pant and let several tribal warriors do what they could.

But she was stable here, which did not mean that others could resist the trolls.

Kaiyas's peripheral vision naturally saw that the trolls were still doing whatever they wanted, and the brave tribesmen were also sacrificing. Those who were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness and left the battlefield were still good.

Because the combat power of the Notai clan was almost distributed to the entire migration team, the huge team made it impossible for the combat power to gather in such a place immediately.

So this led to the corruption of the war situation.

The trolls can be said to be very despicable.

Even along the way, many warriors had to avoid the fleeing crowd on the way.

Until countless arrows with clear blue light, boldly stabbed into the battlefield.

Some people wanted to curse when they saw this.

But the accuracy of these arrows was extremely terrible. Almost all of them hit the trolls. Even if they missed, they all hit the trolls. There was even a small burst of freezing, which began to condense the trolls' feet and the ground.

Obviously, these were magic arrows.

Countless curses suddenly turned to the bottom. The experienced warriors saw the exquisiteness of the arrows.

"Fuck... Good shooting! Good shooting!"

"Don't you have ears? I told you... Hey, this arrow is really good!"

"There are archers!!!"

"So many arrows, so many archers?"

"When did the tribe have such archers?"

"Incredible skills! Incredible..."

Everyone found it strange, because the arrows were not aimed at specific targets, and these streams of light almost swept the entire field.

And the accuracy of the arrows... Any hunter or warrior who has played with bows and arrows knows that in the fierce melee, you have to make your ownIt takes a great skill to hit the enemy with an arrow almost accurately.

Some people looked in the direction where the arrow came from, but they couldn't see the archer at all...

Kaiyas only felt a cold air rushing over her head.

The experience of the young war mother told her that if the arrow had been a little lower, she would have died, but she had no time to be afraid, and she heard the troll she was fighting suddenly let out a terrible painful roar.

"Roar! Kill! Roar..."

Looking closely, he saw a shining arrow with blue crystal marks stuck in his eye socket, and even half of the troll's face showed signs of being frozen.

On the body of the troll Tegerda, the ice arrow condensed into ice armor and began to bind him.

The troll covered his cheek in pain and became crazy.

The huge bone-crushing stick began to swing around crazily.

"Back off! All of you back off!" Kaiyas' eyes lit up, and she quickly told the other warriors to back off, while she herself charged forward with her spear.

Although the trolls who had lost their minds seemed even more terrifying, Kaiyas saw an opportunity.

Every Freljordian who dared to attack the trolls was a well-deserved warrior.

Afterwards, facing the trolls who were already on guard, those magic arrows seemed to have no decisive effect.

The violent trolls were still tearing at the defense line, and even the huge white bear was knocked to the ground.