manynovel Chapter 294
Chapter 294
The creature they encountered during this hunt was a huge mammoth.
Facing such a terrifying giant creature, Sejuani's tactics of riding a steel-brisled boar to charge into battle in the past in the plundering war were no longer useful.
If they wanted to successfully capture such a behemoth, it seemed that they could only rely on weapons such as spears and bows and arrows.
Only by making the beast injured, bleeding, and even exhausted can they be successfully hunted.
Otherwise, even if they were wearing the most sophisticated armor, it would be difficult to save their lives under the iron hoofs of the beast.
Under the ruthless trampling of the mammoth, mortals would have no way to survive.
However, everyone was full of joy, for no other reason than that the huge prey in front of them was enough to sustain the livelihood of the Winter Claw tribe for a whole week.
Of course, food resources must first meet the needs of warriors and other people who have made a difference, but for children and the rest of the people, these brave warriors will find other things to fill their stomachs.
This is a virtuous circle.
However, whether it is fat, meat or blood, all should go into the stomachs of the warriors!
Unfortunately, Sejuani was too optimistic and did not expect the ending to be so tragic - all efforts were in vain.
The behemoth, at the last moment of its life, resolutely chose to fight to death and refused to offer its body to these greedy hunters.
It jumped from the towering cliff and fell into a vast icy lake below.
With a loud bang, the rock-hard ice surface broke instantly, and the huge body of the mammoth slid into the endless dark lake.
Sejuani and other hunters in the tribe who witnessed this scene were all devastated at that moment and fell to their knees in despair.
......
"Damn it!"
Sejuani returned to the tribe riding the huge Juvask boar "Steel Bristle". She gritted her teeth and put her right hand deep into the fur sleeve to keep warm.
At this moment, her fingertips still felt a tingling pain.
However, this severe pain was a blessing, at least it proved that her hand was still intact.
You know, it is not easy to hold the True Ice tightly. The biting cold seems to be able to swallow people, just like putting your hands in a blazing flame.
Especially the giant flail hanging on the belt behind Sejuani - "Winter's Wrath", is even more daunting.
Each iron ring on this weapon is as big as the head of an adult man.
At the end of the chain hangs a huge piece of True Ice, which is like a towering iceberg, giving people an unshakable feeling.
For many people living in the North, such a huge piece of True Ice is simply the largest piece of True Ice they have ever seen in their lives.
Anyone with eyes can notice the shocking feeling brought by the True Ice that almost covers the entire weapon on this terrifying flail at a glance.
The cold breath emitted by the True Ice seems to have life, spreading outward continuously, forming wisps of frost mist like gauze around it.
At this point, this fierce battle ultimately did not achieve any results. Sejuani was already prepared to face the sneers of her mother, Kojiya.
Fortunately, Kojiya had been sent by Sejuani earlier to manage the claws of the Winter Claw.
So at this moment, she did not have to endure her mother's ironic face again.
After crossing the steep mountain, what appeared in front of her was the Winter Claw tribe to which Sejuani belonged in the valley below.
As the new generation of the Winter Claw, Sejuani is known for her ferocity and courage. She constantly launches attacks, erodes and annexes the surrounding tribes.
The tribe's contemptuous attitude that dares to confront even the Frost Guard.
Naturally, it attracted many homeless shamans, beast walkers, ice blood and storm blood, as well as the conservatives who worship the old gods in the north.
After a series of wars, the Winter Claw tribe continued to win, and they successfully absorbed dozens of other clans and two powerful tribes.
This behemoth tribe is constantly expanding its sphere of influence.
Sejuani is already a true war mother, and she has many brave and fearless followers.
Her army includes not only warriors from various tribes.
Sejuani also has:
Thousands of elite blood warriors, well-equipped heavy infantry, mammoth riders who are good at riding mammoths, fierce and warlike Juvask raiders, and ice blood tribesmen who master the mysterious power of ice...
Today, the Winter Claw tribe has become the most terrifying existence on the northern border of Freljord.
They rely onWith quick and decisive actions, ruthless killing style and absolute loyalty to the War Mother, all enemies are intimidated.
However, with the rapid expansion of strength, not only benefits come with it.
With tens of thousands of people and numerous tribes joining, the originally simple tribal structure of the Winter Claw has undergone tremendous changes.
In order to better manage the huge tribe, the Winter Claw is divided into a core main claw and three auxiliary claws.
At the same time, the demand for food for such a large population is also amazing.
Although the hunting team brought back a lot of prey and the looting team was also plundering survival resources, these gains seemed insignificant in the face of the food reserves that were exhausted like a tide.
Because they failed to bring back enough food to meet the needs of the tribe, even if the hunting team returned, the situation in the tribe did not improve significantly.
The members of this hunting team dispersed to lick their wounds after returning to the tribe.
Only a man with a burly figure like a giant bear and thick braided hair hanging down like horse mane was still following closely behind Sejuani.
At this moment, Sejuani's lips, which had turned purple due to the severe cold, were trembling slightly and gently pursed, as if trying to hide the pain and helplessness in her heart.
The middle-aged man looked at Sejuani's wrist, which was pale and looked weak, and the muscles under the skin seemed dry and not full.
Their war mother, relying on her own characteristics of the Iceborn, did not eat, and was eager to leave more food for others.
The middle-aged man only felt distressed about this.