She died suddenly while working overtime and became the cannon fodder princess of the defeated tribe.
At the beginning, he cowered in the cracks of the rocks and cried like a chicken. His own mother died in the battle, and there were only a few old, weak, sick and disabled people left in the tribe.
It doesn't matter. Practice swordsmanship! Fight! Intrigue"!
In three years, he has transformed from a rookie to a leader. With a flick of his red hair, he is the most beautiful in the show.
On the border on a moonlit night, I met a female wolf warrior from the enemy country.
Her long hair reaches her waist, her scimitar is cold, and her icy blue eyes are colder than the moonlight.
I pushed her against the tree with my backhand: "Who are you?"
She put the knife to my throat and said, "I will live or die."
The black-maned bear came, and we fought our way back to back.
That night, the firewood was burning brightly... And some things fell into place.
At dawn she left without saying goodbye, leaving only a wolf-scented robe.
I gritted my teeth: scumbag!
When we met again, she stood in front of the enemy's formation with an expressionless face:
"The Frost Moon Tribe is willing to join forces with Yanfeng."
I glared: "Why do you speak?"
She glanced at me: "I am the patriarch."
Me:? ? ? What about the unknown person you promised?
Later I rubbed her wolf ears and said, "What if we agreed that we would live together?"
She lowered her head and bit my ear: "Well, you will die and I will die - you will die on my bed."
[The red jackal princess is hard-mouthed and soft-hearted × cold on the outside but flirting with the leader of the wolf tribe on the inside]
Tribal war? No, this is a world where jackals and wolves join forces.
