The sudden laughter interrupted Se Zhuoni's thoughts.

"Where did the sound come from?" Sejonni tightened the reins and told the steel mane not to move around. She was very familiar with everyone under her, and the laughter did not belong to any of them.

"On the edge of the cliff!" Urkas slid down the saddle, stepped into the snow that was almost knee-deep, pointing to the cliff that was no more than ten meters away.

Sejonni did not approach the snow-covered cliff to check the situation, and even Freljord's little kid would not make such a mistake. Of course, neither would her men.

The laughter disappeared for a while, and then Olaf suddenly laughed: "Is someone trapped under the cliff and thinking we're going back to save him? Tell me, he laughed too early."

The atmosphere suddenly became very cold. Sejoni turned around and looked at him coldly. Olaf had always been good at telling cold jokes.

Olaf laughed loudly, and only heard a bang, a huge shield flew out from the bottom of the cliff, hitting the snow waterfall several meters high. Sezhunni pulled the reins and ordered the steel mane to take a few steps back. When the snow settled, she saw that there was a person on the edge of the cliff.

The man was naked in the snow and snow, and was an ice-born warrior just like them. He easily raised the heavy shield and greeted the few people with his beard: "What are you talking about? Can Bronn join?"

Bronn's appearance was so special that the Claw of Winter could not react for a moment, and the whole audience was silent. They didn't expect that someone would have such a large shield and could climb from under the cliff to them.

"It seems that he doesn't need us to save him." The stubborn Olaf hasn't turned around yet. He looked at the Bing Shield in Bron's hand and suddenly showed joy: "Hey! You bald man, come and compete with Olaf!"

As he said that, a pair of giant axes appeared, and white frost formed on the flashing blade.

"Bronn is not here to fight." Bronn touched his head, feeling a little confused.

He found blood in the claws of the Crazy Claw Beast. Thinking that someone was in danger, he chased his footprints and ran out of the woods. Then he saw a row of riders on the ridge in the distance. He didn't want to take a long way to get up and run away, so he chose the shortest shortcut between the two points - climbing the cliff.

Apart from the red beard with a strange welcome, Bronn found that the other people looked very kind, and they were wearing blood-stained armor instead of fur and fabric...

"You are the Winter Claws?!"

It turned out that the Claw of the Claw of Winter was attacking. No wonder everything was normal when he came out of the village.

"Oh? Are you an Avarosa?" Seeing that there was a Poro on each of Bron's shoulders, Sejonni let out a malicious smile: "It just so happens that we are talking about how to rob Avarosa."

Can Bronn listen to this kind of thing?

Although he accidentally broke into the middle of a litter of robbers, Bron did not show any worry or fear. He corrected with a serious look: "Bron is not loyal to any tribe, but Bron will not let you do anything that hurts our compatriots."

"Do you know who I am? You want to stop me too?" Sejonni felt ridiculous. Winter Claws and Avarosa were enemies.

Urkas stretched out one hand and put it on her fur sleeve and whispered: "Mother Zhan, this person is not simple."

The rude touch made her hair stand upright on the back of her head, and Se Zhuoni rolled her lips back, revealing her teeth, ready to bite his throat at any time.

Urkas, who looked panicked, immediately pulled his hand back: "Sorry, my mother Zhan, but he said he was Bron. He smashed Bron through a mountain with his own hands. I wonder if you have ever heard of his story?"

When Urkas reminded her, she had heard stories about Bronn when she remembered that she was a child.

"That's just a bedtime story." Se Zhuoni let out a breath with a trembling breath.

"But he looks so real."

Following Urkas' words, Sejonni thought of Blount's unique way of appearance, which was obviously not something that ordinary people could do. Since that's the case, then try him.

"You said your name is Bron, do you dare to prove it to us?" Sejuani shouted loudly. Only the real warrior dared to face her fierce questioning.

Bron's face looked like he had eaten a mess. He needed to prove that he was himself at any time.

"You can take this opportunity to make a condition with them. That woman is Zhan Mu Se Zhuoni, keep her word." Zell's voice appeared in Bron's mind, and he immediately sorted out his thoughts.

"Yes! If Bron proves himself, you can't beat Avarosa again."

Although I don't understand why Bronn was right, Sejonni thinks this proposal is OK.

Originally, she would inevitably offend some people if she made a choice, but Bronn's appearance directly transferred the conflict to him, and calculated that it solved the difficulty of choosing.

"It's only this winter, and it's only effective for a few of us. I can't control so much about what other claps do." Se Zhuoni corrected.

"It's okay." With the mentality of missing a few robbers, Bron nodded: "How do you want Bron to prove it?"

"You go and beat the guy on the mountain to death, and I will admit that you are Bronn." A sly light flashed in Sejoni's eyes.

Bron looked closely and saw the afterglow of the setting sun shining on a huge figure, looming in the wind and snow.

What a guy, a mammoth!

That is Freljord's king, a giant beast that can easily break through an army. How can he fight this?

"Man, look at the bad idea you came up with." Bron was in distress. He wasn't afraid, but when things happened suddenly, he had no equipment. He couldn't fight Mammoth head-on as soon as he got up, right?

The Dragon Slayer Warriors are not fighting against the evil dragon as soon as they come up! They have to first find the legendary sword and a few reliable partners, then find the great wizard to ask about the dragon's weaknesses, and finally fight the evil dragon to the death.

"Don't you see? They're making fun of you." Zel amused Bron: "They were hunting mammoths, but when you appeared, they deliberately lied to you to rob the village, and now they use you as a gun."

"What should I do?"

"You..." Before Zel finished speaking, he saw Olaf suddenly snorting and yelling.

"I can't accept it! I saw that mammoth first. If I beat him to death, what should I beat him? Ah?!" His irritable roar seemed to stir up an avalanche.

Sejonni frowned: "Olaf, what we want is hunting, don't be heroes!"

"Ha!" Olaf grinned as if he had succeeded in his plot: "Then let me fight him. If he was really Bron, he should be able to eat and hold on to me!"

Everyone, including Zell, was speechless about the development of things, and Se Zhuoni's calculations did not start because of the strong insertion of this war madman.

"Since that's the case, then you guys fight." Se Zhuoni no longer wanted to worry about it.

I'm tired, let's destroy it, hurry up.

"Olaf is also a tough guy, but it's always better to fight him than to fight Mammoth alone." Zell also suggested.
Chapter completed!