The war in the South has already begun, and the war in the north of the Great Wall will soon begin. Since Jon came back, Xiong issued a mobilization order, requiring all night watchmen to reserve combat materials, start training according to the most stringent standards, and be ready to deal with the threat from the dead at any time.
The dead don't show up again, but we all know in our hearts that they will show up sooner or later. Although there is a rumor that the savage did not know where to find the wizard's help and used evil magic to frighten the night watchman. But the fact is far from that. Even the savages who often harass the night watchmen are also threatened by ghosts. They are gathering together to cross the Great Wall. If you can't let it go, break it down and kill it.
The night watchman is not sure whether ghosts are sporadic or large-scale, but the threat of savages is really felt. Commander Mormont received various reports that the savages were gathering. They don't know how large they are, when and where they are going to do it, and what they are going to do. The defense line of the Great Wall is too long, and there are too few night watchmen to take care of. He has a plan, ready to take the initiative to attack, unexpected show of strength, to the savages to block.
Zhao Mai understood his idea and appreciated his courage. This is a good opportunity to cross the Great Wall, so he also took the initiative to join the night watchman training to make himself more useful.
Another person who particularly enjoyed the training was Jon. After he came back, the boy finally grew up and understood that he was only a mortal, and only through hard work can mortals make progress. He finally found a suitable opponent.
"If you take a half step to the side and aim at my side ribs, I'll lose my balance even if I go back to the grid."
Zhao Mai laughed twice: "yes, your technology is better than mine. But I'm faster, stronger and more accurate than you, so you're lying on the ground and I'm standing
Jon got up from the ground, patted his ass, and picked up his sword: "come again!"
It has to be said that Jon grew up in the stark family and received the best education in the north. He has more than one swordsmanship teacher, riding teacher and archery teacher, and he has no trouble of inheritance, so he can concentrate on learning these, which makes him much better than his peers in swordsmanship. But the whole night watchman Legion has few knights, most of them are thieves, robbers and swindlers. He couldn't find a suitable opponent until he met Zhao Mai.
"I don't know why, I feel happy and sad to see you knocked down at the same time." PIP stood by with his sword and said to Jon, "it's a very strange feeling. I'm not sure, so how about a few more?"
"Don't be sarcastic, PIP. You can come down and have a try." Jon was huffing hard, and the white fog came out of his mouth. "Mike, I'll find a way to beat you."
"Oh, I'm afraid it's hard." Zhao Mai shook his head: "do you think now is all my ability?"
"I don't understand. Why haven't the seven nations heard your name? With your skill, it's easy to win the championship in the martial arts contest, isn't it? "
"Yes, that's not a big problem. But what's the advantage? " Zhao Mai saw Jon waving his sword, neither retreating nor blocking. With his explosive power driven by psychic powers, Zhao Mai rushed into Jon's arms, and then hit him on the head with a mallet. Jon was startled and squatted over his head.
"How could there be such a fight?" He was still unconvinced.
"That's what a ghost would do." Zhao Mai said: "they have only one purpose, very simple, is to kill you. Your sword moves are exquisite and can keep up with all kinds of changes, but there is a drawback, that is, you can't kill with one strike. Do ghouls care about losing a few intestines or an arm? I use the mallet, they will use the teeth to gnaw, this time your whole face should be gone
Zhao Mai was surrounded by people who were Jon's good friends and could be brothers. So he said, "there's only one weakness for ghouls, and that's their brains. Beheading, constantly beheading can defeat them. So don't think about attacking the trunk with a sword. From now on, there are only three targets: the head, the neck, and the claws that come to you. Ghouls have no sword skills, but they are faster than you, stronger than you, and more fierce than you. " He looked around and said, "just like me."
"If the ghost is like you, we're dead." Sad Eddie said.
"Not as good as me, of course." Zhao Mai said: "sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime."
This sentence was heard not only by the trainers, but also by commander Mormon and master IMON, who were standing on the porch of the castle. Xiong personally pushed the bachelor's wheelchair and placed him in a place where he could get away from the wind and get a sun: "master IMON, where is this Mike from? Do you see that?"
"I've been blind for years, Mormon. Don't you forget?" Master Yimeng tilted his head and chased the sun like a sunflower: "old friend, I don't know where he came from. Maybe it's from the sky to help us."
"Why do you say that?"
"He's been reading at my place, and he's looking for specific books long before the body gets up and attacks us." Master Yimeng said slowly: "it's all poems of ancient myths, and some fighting records of our night watchmen. He gave all those books to SAMWELL, and they're being sorted out. ""That is to say, he already knew?" Mormon frowned, some can't believe: "master IMON, are you saying that this kind of thing can come true?"
"From a bachelor's point of view, I can only say I don't know. But as an old man, I wish prophecy and Magic were true Master Yimeng blinks his eyes. He feels as if he can see the change of light and dark. His eyesight seems to be improving. This is also a magic thing related to Mike. "You know I'm a tangurian, but since I was a kid, there have been no dragons in my family. Do you know how sad it was for tangurian to have a childhood without dragons? If before I die, I can see magic, I can see miracles, then I can know that the hope of my life is not fantasy, then I can close my eyes
"We really need miracles now." Mormon said, "I decided to take the troops north and go to the hinterland of the savages to see what happened there. I hope the moving corpse is just a trick of savages, but I have a feeling that it's not so simple! If the worst happens, maybe only miracles can save the night watchman and the southern nobles. "
"Didn't you let Elisha go with the heads of the active dead? That should convince them. " Said master IMON.
"I hope so, too." Mormon's expression, however, did not say so. There was no change in the stern color on his face. "Master IMON, I'm going to take Mike with me. Didn't he always want to see the Great Wall? "
"Have you decided? Do you want to know how the water tank of the horse flies up and kills the ghost? "
"Not yet. It took five people to move it back. But, yes, I decided. Mike is a bit eccentric, but he's not a bad guy. " Mormon gave a wry smile: "the night watchman used to be a place of honor that knights wanted to go to, but now it has become a place for bandits. Even if he's a bad guy, I'm used to it. "
"Mormon, you'd better take him with you all the time." Master Yimeng said, "if you expect miracles."