Duels have always been a tradition in Freljord.

The change of the War Mother, the clash of tribes, and the end of disputes are sometimes carried out by duels.

This is a conventional method of stopping losses in time, if the two tribes are not mortal enemies, then when the sacrifice reaches a certain level, the war mother can make a request, put aside the hatred in the form of surrender or duel to end the dispute, and reduce casualties. Otherwise, in most cases, if you don't retreat to the death, you will lose both, and when the casualties are too heavy to make up for, it will go against the original intention of fighting to nourish the war.

This is also one of the reasons why only the strongest person in the tribe can serve as the War Mother, if the situation of victory is forcibly reversed because of the weakness of the War Mother, it will be an unacceptable ending. Just like Winterclaw's former mother, Sejuani's mother, it was because she was so weak that Winterclaw's struggles, and at one point had to rely on the protection of the Frost Guard to survive.

In this way, Ash wanted to reduce unnecessary casualties, convince Sejuani, and absorb her Winter Claws.

Of course, Sejuani could have refused, but Ash was sure she would never refuse. In northern customs, refusing to fight a duel is a sign of cowardice, and Sejuani is a traditional person, how can she, who has inherited the will of the Mother of Fearlessness, tolerate being looked down upon?

Besides, she has no reason to refuse, isn't this a great opportunity for her to turn the tables?

"You're not kidding, are you, Ash?" Sejuani was in disbelief for a moment, and even thought that something was wrong with Ash's brain to make such a stupid request. Or, it was a conspiracy, otherwise why would she ignore such a big advantage to duel herself?

"I don't have to lie to you, is it any good for Avarossa? We're almost on the verge of victory. ”

Ash responded in a loud voice, trying to make her voice as easy as possible for everyone to hear, and the calmness and confidence in her voice.

Jeno, who was located on the Abyss, also heard Ash's voice, and he looked at the sudden unfolding, touching his chin and muttering to himself, "Interesting......"

However, he did not interfere with Ash's actions, because he knew that Ash was not the kind of person who was irrational.

"Why do you think you can overcome me? Thou of the South, Thou of the South, I accept your challenge. ”

Provoked by Ash, Sejuani quickly put on her helmet, and she was very happy that she could defeat their warmother in the presence of many Avarossa.

But she didn't despise Ash for this, and she carefully smeared a trace of blood on the bristles in front of Steelmane's forehead to prove her determination to win!

Ash tightened the holster on her hand and raised her longbow again, but at this moment, Tedamir, who was beside her, finally couldn't hold back the dissatisfaction in her heart, and suddenly half-knelt in front of her, blocking her way.

"Ash, my queen! Please let me duel Sejuani in your place! ”

He was half-kneeling, with a strong arm resting on his bare chest, earnestly and eagerly pleading to fight.

The premise of initiating a duel is that she thinks she can defeat the other party, but even Tedamir himself does not believe that the slender Ash can defeat the five big and three thick Sejuani, not to mention that the mount she rides is the largest wild boar that Tedamir has ever seen in his life. If you want to talk about the ice weapons inherited from ancient times, it is not unique to Ash, Sejuani also has a not weak ice weapon in her hands.

"I can understand your feelings, Tedamir...... But this matter alone is non-negotiable. I have to defeat Sejuani with my own hands, and there's no better way to do it. Ash clenched the Ice Bow and her heart, it was her heart that spoke.

"But...... What if I lose? "Brutal duels usually end with the death of one of the parties, and Tedamir is unwilling to face that bad ending. He had managed to find a new home for his remnants, a home for himself, and he didn't want to lose them again.

Seeing Tedamir gritting his teeth, Ash calmly pressed his hand to his helmet, and the cold that remained on his hand calmed his anger through the helmet.

She didn't promise victory or death to anyone, as Sejuani did, she just spoke softly, telling Tedamir what she was fighting for.

"I love my mother, I love my robed sisters, I love my people. I, fight for love! ”

As the words fell, Ash bypassed Tedamir and stood a hundred paces away from Sejuani. Tedamir, she thought, should be able to understand what she meant. Because she fights for love, she is strong.

In fact, she herself knows that the victory is slim. But she remembered what Sejuani had told her that the strong should do what they couldn't do.

If the weak defeat the strong, it will surely make Sejuani happy. Only Sejuani was convinced, and she and Sejuani, as well as the two original sister tribes...... in order to re-talk peace.

At a distance of 100 steps, the two war mothers confronted each other in the air. The distance was chosen by Ash, and Sejuani did not say anything about it.

Since she was not asked to give up her mount and fight alone, she naturally acquiesced to Ash's distance, because everyone understood that archers could not outmaneuver cavalry in close combat. It's fair to have your own strengths and take what you need.

There is no referee, no whistle, and when the duel starts depends on the actions of the two war mothers. Everyone was watching, and even the Winterclaw warriors who had been eroded by the bear spirit had stopped killing in their hands and witnessed this sacred duel together.

They held their breath, and even though the cold wind left a tearing pain in the moist corners of their eyes, they did not dare to close their eyes in the slightest. Because the distance of 100 paces can be crossed in just a few breaths for the Guvasque boar, if you are not careful, you may miss the historic encounter.

"Charge!" Seeing Ash pull his bow and arrows, Sejuani looked at him and kicked him in the belly of the steel mane, and this extraordinary beast ran and accelerated, and launched a charge!

The steelmane's iron hooves trampled the earth with a thunderous reverberation, and on the violently undulating saddle, Sejuani clung to the reins. She saw Ash aim the arrow at herself. The cold wind blows in her face, and Sejuani opens her eyes in anger, denying Ash a chance to let the cold take her away when she closes her eyes.

Steelmane's charge grew faster and faster, half of the hundred-step distance passed in an instant, and Ash still hadn't fired her first arrow with a deadly chill on the ice bow. Her hand trembling with her bow trembled, as if she was afraid of not being able to hit Sejuani, who was moving at high speed.

At this moment, it would be too late if she didn't shoot arrows, and Sejuani subtly stuck the time when Ash had to let go of shooting, and slyly changed direction in advance.

The crystal arrow, which was thicker than any arrow, seemed to be slow but fast, drawing a clear blue trajectory in the air, and the steel mane also shifted the direction of the charge. Sejuani grinned, she could be sure that the arrow would never hit her, not even the hair of her steel mane.

She did not expect that the prophecy would be verified here, in such a way!

In a few seconds, Freljord will usher in a new era! A harsh winter day for Sejuani, the Mother of Winter!