When Se Zhuoni led the team to the valley where the Ice Foot Trace was, the other party did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

The messenger who had just returned to the tribe was also the blood alliance of the Icefoot Shins and the Mother of the Mother, boasting of his "credits" - unlike Avarosa and Winter Claws, which are "red-rooted" tribes, although the range of activities of Icefoot Shins is closer to Lakstack, he is actually a veritable "countryman" and has no famous inheritance and origin. If you have the opportunity to sarcastically and satirize Avarosa's War Mother, that is naturally a good thing.

Unfortunately, this "good thing" brought disaster to Bingzuzhihen. They did not realize that they were also large tribes, but their strength was also different.

When Se Zhuoni led the team to lurk at the entrance of the valley and then really started to take action, the sentries of the Icefoot Scar were almost all knocked down in just a few breaths.

It's spring now, and most tribes are busy farming, grazing, and fishing. At this time, there will be almost no war in Freljord. After all, if the war starts in spring, there will be no food for the whole year, and if you win, you will lose.

When most of these warriors are drawn to work, the sentries of Icefoot Scars are naturally not nervous. The team participating in the raid is composed of elites from Avarosa and Winter Claws, including many sharpshooters. Those sentries standing on sentries or chatting on high points were exposed to their vision and were shot at the headshot almost at the same time.

A very small number of warriors who escaped the disaster were touched by Se Zhuoni and other people who followed suit before they could send out a warning. The whole process was quite clean and neat, and quiet enough.

Well, this move was learned from the three assassins who assassinated Se Zhuangni. Although Se Zhuangni almost paid an arm at that time, she at least gained something when summarizing it later.

Unexpectedly, this method of clearing the secret whistle was used here.

The commando began to climb over the wall.

The wall of the Ice Foot Scar is not high, and their camp was built on the mountain. The specific layout is similar to the Claw of Winter. Therefore, although Se Zhuoni and her commando did not have the ability to pick the locks, they still successfully crossed the wall with mutual cooperation.

Almost as they entered the wall, the fine raindrops finally fell.

Frelljord...it's finally not snowing, but raining!

The raindrops were constantly lengthened as they fell, and eventually became delicate and dense shapes. Se Zhuoni felt the dripping on her face as raindrops, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

The rain will loosen the bowstring. Frelljord's longbow is not afraid of the cold, but it is difficult to deal with this moisture. You must fight quickly!

The next moment, the assault team quickly took action in the rain.

The door opened, the battlefield handled, the battlefield handled, and the battlefield kept guard. Then, a snow sculpture with a lot of weight was put into the air, sending a signal to the team ambushed outside the valley to the attack.

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When Bingzu Zhihen realized that someone was "coming to visit", the situation was irreversible.

They had never expected that the coalition forces would send so many people to rush to their hometown at this time!

When the sentry failed to issue an early warning and everyone was not mentally prepared, they were completely caught off guard.

This is undoubtedly very deadly.

The narrow valley is not enough to completely unfold the army, and the battle turns directly into a melee after contact.

Originally, the Ice Foot Seal had the advantage of the geographical advantage and was more familiar with the terrain. Even when facing the elite of the coalition forces, they would not be at a disadvantage. As the accuracy of the Avarosa archers decreased, the results of the raid attack seemed to be difficult to expand.

But Immortal, Zhan Mu of Bingfoot Shin accepted the challenge from Se Zhuoni directly.

From her perspective, this is her tribal resident, where she is engaged in a hand-to-hand battle. Even if she wins, her own material losses will be amazing.

So, why not take down the opponent's leader directly?

But she never expected that Se Zhuoni had a similar idea - in Laxtak, the casualties of the coalition forces were already very heavy. If possible, wouldn't it be better to take down the Mother of the Icefoot Seal directly?

In this way, two people who wanted to carry out the beheading operation faced each other head-on.

Unlike the young Se Zhuangni, the mother of Ice Foot Semi is just over 30 years old this year, and is at the peak of the Ice Bloodline. Her physiological functions have reached their peak and have not yet begun to decline. Her rich fighting experience is supreme and valuable knowledge. In her opinion, Se Zhuangni is just a furry child.

Descendant of Cerida?

That's just a descendant!

The Claws of Winter are no longer practical for Cerida's name, which is just some bloodlines!

If it was Ashe, I could be careful, Sejonni...

Sorry, I haven't heard of it!

Seeing that the situation on one to one has formed, the mother of Icefoot Shield Zhan, who was in her chest, held a shield in one hand and a dagger in the other, shouting out her name loudly.

"I am the footprint of Han Bing, I am the barrier to incompleteness!"

"I am the mark of the wilderness, I am the sharp blade of dawn!"

"Come on, little boy, I will hang you at the highest point of the cliff, let you watch me and activate your hands, go to Laxtak to destroy your shit--in Frelljord, war is not a kid's house!"

Se Zhuoni felt no fluctuations in her heart about this level of ridicule, and even wanted to laugh.

The mother of the Winter Claw waved the north wind flail in her hand, and also claimed her name in the whistling sound.

"I am the witness of the defeat of the gods, and I am the conqueror of the Icefield tribe."

"I am Cerida's bloodline and will, and I am the orthodox inheritance of the three sisters!"

"Come on, confess your stupidity and weakness in front of the North Wind Flail, and I will let you know what the real way of Freljord!"

The next moment, the two war mothers stepped forward almost simultaneously.

Zhan’s mother, whose ice foot scar, raised the Zhenbing shield and protected her body. The short sword in her hand spitted a letter like a poisonous snake, stabbing Se Zhuangni fiercely.

Then, while she was pricking, the fine raindrops around Se Zhuangni were quickly frozen at some point, turning into countless dense rainy pear blossom needles, shot out and attacking Zhan Mother of Icefoot Seizure.
Chapter completed!