LOL: In order to survive, I tricked Lissandra at the beginning

Almost everyone in Freljord has heard of the legend of the hero Braum.

He roams the snowfields, helping every Freljord person in trouble.

His footprints are almost all over Freljord.

Every tribe that encounters Braum will almost pull this powerful ice warrior into the tribe as a guest.

And just today.

The territory of the Snowthorn tribe welcomed the footprints of this traveler.

No one does not know this burly man holding a goat shield.

Warmother Sherman invited him to the tribe as a guest and entertained him with a welcome dinner.

While the tribe was laughing and talking, a group of uninvited guests were quietly approaching.

At the edge of the Snowthorn Tribe camp, a young furnace owner was drunkenly boasting to his friend:

"Let me tell you, I saw the hero Braum's weapon today, that sheep-headed shield."

"I took a closer look, the workmanship is really exquisite! It can be called a masterpiece."

His friend beside him also drunkenly replied: "That's natural. Legend has it that it is a divine weapon left by the god Ornn. How can it be extraordinary?"

"Hehe! I have roughly memorized the outline of the shield. I will make an identical one someday."

"Pfft! Who are you kidding? You still want to make a divine weapon?"

"Who said I want to make a divine weapon? I will just make an identical mold as a souvenir."

"Can you really make a shield with the same appearance?"

His friend immediately perked up.

Who doesn't want a weapon figurine like the hero Braum?

"Of course, don't worry. As long as you buy me a drink, I will make one for you."

The young furnace owner patted his chest and boasted with his head raised under the influence of alcohol.

Perhaps he patted too hard, causing his body to sway and his footsteps to step back a few steps.

Dang!

The young furnace owner suddenly felt something hit behind him while he was backing up.

He subconsciously thought that other friends heard the news and wanted to ask him for a Braum weapon figure.

So he turned around and said with a smug look on his face: "Don't worry, I will make one for each of you."

Hu~~

The heavy hot breath blew on the young furnace owner's face, with a strong fishy smell.

The young furnace owner trembled instantly under the pungent smell, and he was much more sober.

The blurred vision gradually became clear.

A humanoid creature with a height of three or four meters, dark green skin, pointed ears and sharp teeth, and extremely ugly appearance stood in front of him.

At a glance, he recognized the terrifying figure that appeared in fairy tales to scare children in the tribe.

"Troll... Troll!"

In just a moment, the young furnace owner's brain crashed.

In the field of vision, a hideous giant mouth with smelly saliva slowly fell.

With a puff, the headless body of the young furnace owner fell to the ground.

"Quick! Go inform the war mother that there is a troll invasion."

The friend next to him immediately woke up and ran to the back, shouting at the same time.

Although the banquet was very wide, the situation here was quickly passed to the central area where the war mother was.

"War mother, there is urgent information!"

A tribe member suddenly ran from a distance, and his embarrassed appearance made the war mother Sherman frown.

"What are you doing? Don't you see that there is a distinguished guest? How can you be so flustered?"

"War mother, there is... there is a troll invasion."

"What!?"

The information from the person who came made Sherman's face change drastically.

She immediately responded and said, "How big is it? Where is it now? Take me there immediately."

"I'll go with you."

Bron, who was standing by, heard that trolls were coming, and hurriedly put down his wine glass and stood up to go with Sherman.

Sherman summoned dozens of the bravest warriors in the tribe, and then went to the edge of the camp with Bron under the leadership of the messenger.

When everyone arrived at the destination, there were already dozens of corpses of tribesmen on the ground.

Dozens of trolls were attracted by the movement of everyone's arrival.

They looked over with blood and meat on the corners of their mouths, and looked at them with a bloodthirsty and hideous smile.

"Damn trolls!"

Sherman was furious, picked up a spear and rushed out.

"My tribesmen, pick up your weapons and follow me to drive these monsters out!"

Behind her were dozens of tribal warriors.

Then there was a group of warm-blooded furnace households with uneasy faces holding utensils.

Because of the banquet, the sentinels in the tribe also took a rare break during the banquet.

This also caused the invasion of these trolls to be too sudden, and the Snowthorn tribe did not even have a chance to react.Faced with this group of trolls who suddenly broke into their home, they had no choice but to fight to the death.

If hundreds of people ran away like this, they would only be followed and slaughtered.

"Freljord men! Please stand behind me with peace of mind. I will help you block all attacks. You can attack those trolls as much as you want."

Bron picked up his goat shield and showed a confident smile to the crowd behind him to encourage him.

Then he rushed into the troll camp first.

He was like a truck running at high speed, holding the shield in his hand and directly hitting a troll in front of him.

The strong man who was less than two meters tall knocked a troll that was nearly four meters tall more than ten meters away.

Whoosh!

The troll who flew backwards roared in pain, and he seemed to be calling his companions.

Immediately, five trolls in the field noticed this side.

At the same time, they also noticed the powerful warrior holding the shield.

Roar!

The trolls were holding stone pillars or bone clubs and smashing down at Braum.

And Braum was indeed a hero of Freljord.

He raised his shield and smashed it on the snow.

The goat-head eyes on the shield immediately emitted a brilliant blue light.

The light seemed to extend the shield and turned into a magic shield wall several meters high.

"There is nothing Braum can't stop!"

Braum had a confident smile on his face.

Bang!

The trolls' attacks fell on the shield as if they were smashed on the snow.

Except for some ice chips falling from the air, there was no trace of the smash on the shield, and it stood motionless on the snow.

Although most trolls were not familiar with human language, they all had some fear in their eyes at this moment.

"Trolls, you better take it!"

Braum's eyes were burning with fire behind the shield, and his arm, which was thicker than a human thigh, punched the shield.

Instantly, the goat head on the front of the shield seemed to come alive.

The goat head's eyebrows and eyes seemed to be made of True Ice.

Under Braum's heavy blow, the True Ice magic on the shield was released.

A huge ice stone shaped like a goat's head flew out of the shield.

The heavy goat horns instantly knocked the trolls in front of them to the ground.

The power of True Ice eroded these trolls, and they were instantly frozen into ice sculptures.

The people in the back saw Braum defeat several trolls in an instant, and they were all in awe.

"So strong! Is this the hero that even the War Mother fears?"