Ali's Bizarre Adventure

"be careful."

"understood."

"I'll go too."

A dozen or so people, axes in hand, came out together, and they came up to the Ernyuk cavalryman and looked at her.

"who are you?"

one person asked.

"The Avarosa, our war mother, wants to unite with your tribe and march towards Rakstark together."

She was very calm, "Where is your war mother? Maybe she will be interested. Together, we can unite all the tribes on the southwestern tundra of the Freljord and build a powerful tribe."

In the east, there are the brave and sturdy Winter's Claws, while in the north, there are the mysterious and terrifying Frost Guards.

These are the two tribes they want to avoid for the time being.

"Your story is good, unifying the tribes on the southwestern tundra. Hahaha, this is as good a story as Avarosa's reincarnation, but the Shandor people don't like to listen to people's bragging."

A woman gave Ernyuk a push. "Girl, if you're smart, you'd better go now."

The Ernyuk cavalry was a little puzzled.

Just when she was about to speak, the woman approached her and whispered in her ear, "Our war mother has a bad temper."

"Take me to meet your war mother!"

She looked up and said.

Ashe asked her to send a letter here, if she didn't even get an answer, she just went back like this, it would be too shameful.

No matter what, she had to bring a result back.

……

Shandor tribe.

In a spacious hall, a muscular woman sat on a seat covered with wolf fur.

Several wolf skins hung withered wolf heads.

She is dressed in soft, fine snow-white fur, and curled up on her belly is a beautiful ferret.

"War Mother, the messenger from the Avarosa Tribe wants to see you."

said a woman.

"Avarosa?" The woman's voice was unexpectedly soft, "No, let her go back."

The Thandor have lived here for thousands of years.

Although there have been many turmoil and crises, the tribe has survived and prospered ever since.

She didn't want to leave here and take her clansmen to venture outside.

"She won't go."

The woman hesitated, "She...she said she must see you. She said that we can unite and unify the tribes on the tundra in the southwest of the Freljord. We will establish a powerful tribe that has been passed down for thousands of years."

Warmother Natalie glanced at her subordinates. From her expression, she saw a desire, and even a hint of excitement.

A iciness flashed in Natalie's eyes, and she could feel a gust of wind blowing from the Avarosa tribe, turning into a storm.Avarosa keeps taking in small tribes and exiles, and the number is increasing day by day.

What's even more frightening is that Ai Xi seems to really unite these people who have no blood connection.

This is almost impossible in the Northland.

"Let her in."

Natalie's eyes returned to calm, but her expression was somewhat complicated.

The messenger from the Avarosa tribe walked in, and Natalie looked at her carefully. This is an Ernyuk cavalryman, young and thin.Looks like just a powerless furnace.

"how old are you?"

Natalie asked.

"Seventeen Winter."

the woman replied.

"What kind of war mother do you think Ashe is? Is she worth following so many of you?"

"She is the reincarnation of Avarosa!"

There was a hint of pride on the woman's face, "We will follow her to the death, we are a family, and we will kiss our closest relatives."

"It seems that Ashe is indeed a good battle mother."

Natalie had a slight smile on her face, "She has qualities that other leaders don't have."

"You are very wise."

The woman put her right hand on her chest and saluted, "The great Natalie, the war mother of the Shandor tribe."

Natalie walked slowly towards the woman.

"Your war mother is very good at lying..."

Natalie's face became gloomy, and she picked up a tomahawk from the side of the seat, "She knows how to tell a lie that people are willing to believe, so that people will work for her."

"Avarosa's reincarnation?"

Natalie put the tomahawk on the woman's neck, "Only you idiots would believe it."

"Remember, Ashe tricked you into sending you to die."

Natalie swiped the ax lightly, the sharp blade cut open the soft throat.Blood spattered out.

[I voluntarily. ]

The words of the woman before she died were drowned in the scarlet foam of blood.

"Come on."

Natalie roared, "Use this corpse to declare war on Avarosa! We will take their food and livestock, we will take everything they have, and we will enslave the people of Avarosa. Shandor After this battle, the tribe will become stronger!"

Two women dragged her legs and dragged her out of the hall, leaving a long bloodstain.

Natalie takes her place as Warmother.

She is very glad that she has started to pay attention to the Avarosa tribe, and she will defeat her as before, before a strong enemy rises.

Only in this way can the lives of the Shandor people be held in their own hands!

Chapter 361 Blood Oath

Shandor tribe.

The plowman puts down his hoe, the weaver puts down his yarn, and the old man picks up his old battle armor.

The seductive owner of the tavern took out his ax and shield.

After a brief assembly, all the walking adults of the Shandor tribe took up their weapons.

Every war is the key to the survival of the tribe.

All will live and die with the Horde!

Warmother Natalie rode a Juvask wild boar, and behind her were her ten blood allies.

Led by her, the Shandor tribe headed for Avarosa's camp.

Everyone believed that their war mother would lead them to another triumphant return, which they always did.

Every tribe is struggling to survive in the chaos of war.

Survival of the strong is the supreme law of the Northland.

The mighty Shandor people came to their destination across the tundra and snow-capped mountains.

Looking far away.

The camp of the Avarosa tribe is located on a flat ground, and the tents are scattered scattered, which looks vulnerable.

On the campsite, there were several furnace households standing ready to fight.

Natalie waved.

A blood alliance behind her let go of Ernyuk's rope in his hand, and Ernyuk walked out of their camp.

Blood dripped onto the snow.

On Erniuk's back, there was a rough sack, and blood seeped out from the gap in the sack.

Ernyuk walked towards the Avarosa camp.

A furnace owner stepped forward and removed the sack from Ernyuk's back, and she untied the rope around the mouth of the bag.

A strong smell of blood came to her face, and she saw some bloody pieces of flesh mixed with human hands, legs, and heads.She knew the owner of this head, the messenger sent by Avarosa.

"Tell your war mother!"

Natalie sat on Juvask, holding up her tomahawk, "We have seen through her lies!"

The Zandor warriors blew heavy horns.

The terrifying body parts did not frighten Fudo, their eyes were full of anger.No one ran away, and no one trembled!

Natalie's lies, and Ashe's just a liar, this kind of words did not shake the furnace households.

"Come with me!"

Natalie yelled.

At this moment, Avarosans with bows and arrows walked out from behind the tents.

Some women, carrying shields, stand in front.

Ashe, Ahri, and Lilia stepped out of the crowd and walked in front of all the Avarosa people.

Ashe opened the Ice Longbow, and a magic crystal arrow shot at Natalie over a distance of several hundred meters.

"boom--"

The magic crystal arrow hit Natalie's chest.

The frost spread rapidly on her body, freezing her body and Juvask under her crotch.

A huge block of solid ice towered in front of the Shandor people.

An unprecedented severe cold enveloped everyone around Natalie, and the frost continued to spread around Natalie.

The soft snow turned into a hard ice.

The Zandor people's charge had to stop halfway, and everyone looked dull.

"I'm Ashe!"

Ashe raised the Ice Longbow in her hand, "I am the daughter of Glenna, the reincarnation of Avarosa, I am the longbow!"

There were bursts of cheers in the Avarosa camp.

Everyone was shouting Ashe's name.

"I don't want to be your enemy, and I don't want to kill, but if you go one step further, I will regard you as an enemy!"

Ashe's eyes were cold, "Zandor people, times are changing, and you should feel the change coming. Your tribe has survived for thousands of years, but the Freljord has always been bleeding."

"The Freljord needs peace!"

Ashe glanced at every Shandor person, "Peace requires a price, and we may all die on this difficult road. But our descendants will enjoy the prosperity we created, and our stories will be passed down forever. Year."

Natalie, who was wrapped in solid ice, still maintained a charging posture, holding the battle ax high in her hand, and her eyes were full of fighting spirit.

But the cold had already killed her.

Every Shandor knew that their warmother was dead, and the next battle was to die.

And some people already believe that Ashe is the reincarnation of Avarosa.

"Put down your weapons and join Avarosa. I will treat you as family. This is not a life."