Kahn lifted the shield above his head. It snowed last night. The snow piled up on the shield and it slid to the side when he lifted it.

Some snow fell on Kasha, and he saw it but couldn't care. As he stood up and poked his head out of the trench, he saw a group of running hoofed creatures in the distance.

"It's not a war, it's the Eunuch group." Kahn said, and a stream of white frost came out of his mouth.

These creatures are called Enuk, which looks like yaks. Their body is covered with thick rice yellow hair. From a distance, they look like running straws. The only difference is the pair of upward curved fangs that grow from both sides of their mouths, like wild boars.

Don't be deceived by this pair of fangs. Ernuk is a real herbivore. This pair of fangs is only used to defend and dig out the snow to find plant roots.

"Is the leader of the head with a long horn on the head?" Kasha asked, pointing to a bull with a spiral horn above the head. The other horns of the Enuk looked short and dull, only it had a pair of mighty big horns.

"They are running, as if something is chasing them," she said again.

"It's hunting." Kahn saw the white beasts chasing behind them in the gaps of the Enuk group, and finally understood why there were dense sounds of horse hooves.

“What is hunting them?”

"I don't know." Kahn replied very simply: "Enuk is the lowest group in the ice field in the food chain. His eyes are dull and he can only eat grass. Novice hunters can easily knock it down. They can only survive by gathering in groups, but even so, an adult Juvasque wild boar can rush around in the cattle, thankfully the big wild boars do not eat this thing."

He means that any beast can bully these docile animals.

"Don't act rashly, stay in the trench to observe the situation."

The two of them wore white felt hats and only poked their heads out in the snowy trenches, blending with the environment, making it difficult to be discovered.

The group of Enuks ran on the plains, gradually being chased by the predators behind him. It was a group of beasts that were larger than Enuks. The white hair was like snow that had just fallen. A pair of powerful claws easily pushed down the running Enuks, pressing them to the ground and tearing away the heavy fur.

The other Enuks did not just escape. Seeing the females in the tribe being knocked down, Enuk, the male with long horns, immediately turned around and charged the predator. The sharp horns of a pair of spirals were extremely fatal.

But the predator not only has the advantage of minions, but his head and even his back were tied with artificial protective gear. One pair of huge white giant horns was particularly prominent, tied to both sides of his head, making it look like some kind of giant horned deer with claws. It is precisely because of these protective gear that Kahn could not recognize the true face of these white beasts.

The white beast leaned slightly and used the giant horns on its head to resist Enuk's charge. The spiral horns were entangled with it. At this time, a Freljord man wearing a horn helmet suddenly rushed out of the beast's back, inserted the hooked bone spear in his hand into Enuk's neck, and slapped it hard to break its artery.

Enuk fell down immediately, and the blood that flowed out first dyed the fur red, and then dyed the surrounding snow into a dark red color.

Around them, several other white beasts wore similar giant horn guards. Under the control of the rider, they quickly entered the scattered Enuk group. Without the leader's leadership, they were like a plate of loose sand, allowing predators to scatter their arrays and kill.

Because of the thick head protective gear, these predators never showed their true faces, but using only sharp claws is enough to kill these herbivores.

The one-sided hunting ended soon, and the riders did not drive the Enuk group out of their way, leaving half of them to run away.

A biting cold wind blew across this barren land, and the white beast roared. The leading rider gently patted the violent mount beneath his body, and the bone amulets and totems wrapped around his wrist made a clattering sound.

She shouted, and the other riders slid down the saddle, stretched their waists and backs, moved their numb legs and feet, and then began to deal with the loot on the ground.

"It turns out that their leader is a woman." Because she wore a thick fur coat, Kasha didn't see the man's feminine characteristics, and she didn't recognize him until she spoke.

“Many tribes of Freljod are led by women, who are called war mothers and speak with force.”

Zhan Mother's comfort did not calm her mount. It kept shaking its fin-like tail, its head lowered over its shoulders, and made a low whine in the direction of the trench.

Zhan Mu noticed a series of abnormalities in the mount, looked at Kahn's position, then called several tribe members, rode the mount and picked up the weapon and approached vigilantly.

"It seems they have discovered us, are they going out?"

Kahn glanced at the shields piled up around him, which was very conspicuous in the trench. Instead of hiding foolishly and waiting for the discovery, it would be better to go out on his own initiative.

"Go out, I can't hide it."

As they climbed out of the trench, the riders immediately stopped.

The three men, wearing fur clothes, but did not dress the Frelljords, could be confirmed to be foreigners. The man raised his hands and showed that he had no weapons, but this was irrelevant to the fighter's mother.

She has never killed an unarmed enemy.

It was mainly because the woman was holding a child in her arms that she did not let her subordinates slap them as soon as possible.

Without any gestures or signals, the soldiers spread to both sides, forming a large encirclement, and cutting off any escape route. However, Kahn did not try to escape, and just stood there and watched the movements of the riders.

Zhan Mother announced loudly on the back of the mount and said a long list of words, but Kahn didn't understand a single word.

He shrugged, slashed his ears, and responded to a puzzled expression.

The war mother said another sentence, and now Kahn understood from her tone, which was a curse.

"Isn't anyone really understandable?" Kahn looked at each pair of eyes hidden in his helmet, but still no one asked him to communicate.

At worst, he would fight. With this mentality, he took out a black ice pendant from his body and hung it on his finger to show it, and tried his luck.

The result of this is nothing more than two. The other party is either close to the Frost Witch and will give them convenience to a certain extent; or the party who hates the Frost Witch will lead to worse consequences.
Chapter completed!