Chapter 289

Savages are like tides, like waves, like an unstoppable flow of glaciers, pouring out from the woods and marching towards the Great Wall. They form a battle line, gather together according to the division of weapons, and cover each other. Jon has worked with savages to understand their past state. In the past, savages were just bloated insects gathered according to tribes. They marched in a loose and slow way. This is not the case now. Although far less than the Knights of Winterfell, they have the rudiment of an army.

"Mans Reid!" Jon clenched his teeth. Only this former night watchman knows how to March and fight, and he is the only one who can gather hundreds of tribes outside the Great Wall to form an unprecedented force.

Jon came to the edge of the cliff and looked out. The eternal cold wind from the north, straight to his eyelids inside drilling, but because of the frozen tears can not flow down. He saw hundreds of mammoths and giants, holding sticks, cones or stone axes, riding on mammoths like a man on a horse. They tied the trunks of more than a dozen trees together, peeled off the bark and sharpened a section to make a terrible cone. The giant used the mammoth to pull a ten wheeled cart with this terrible device on it. Jon leaned down and saw the direction of the gate. Although he knew that the gate was made of the best refined steel, heavy and impregnable. But I'm afraid today is the real test.

The drums and horns are loud, but they all belong to savages. The night watchman here is quiet, only the red flame in the brazier is howled by the wind, poof, poof, poof.

"There must be 100000 of them!" "What shall we do?" cried Satin from mole village? How can we stop them? "

"Not so many people, and the Great Wall will stop them." Jon heard himself. By the way, how did my father mobilize when he led the troops to pursue the wild men who were making trouble across the border? He felt that he should do something, just like when Mike went to the army of ghouls with double knives. Morale. It's all about morale. So he turned to everyone and raised his voice: "the Great Wall will stop them, the Great Wall will protect itself." He felt that what he said was a bit empty, but he had to repeat it as much as possible, the more, the better, because this is what the brothers are eager to hear. The great wall needs its own voice, not just the sound of the dying fish on the shore. "Mans, trying to scare us with numbers? Does he think we're all idiots? " Jon opened his voice and yelled, "chariots, cavalry, and walking fools? Giant, mammoth? We are the Great Wall with a height of 220 meters! Let them climb! Have you ever seen a mammoth climbing a wall? Let them use their hands and feet to climb, and then what are they left with? Savages don't have tails! Even if we spit, we have an advantage of 220 meters! "

He laughed, and his brothers laughed: "they are nothing, better than these straw sentinels! They can't reach us, they can't hurt us, they can't scare us, can they? "

"Yes Cried Glenn.

"They're under the great wall of despair, and we're on top of them." Jon said, "hold the gate, they will not be able to pass. They will never be able to pass the Great Wall!" People were shouting, shouting the same words, waving their weapons like Jon, their cheeks flushed with excitement, not cold and timidity. "Let them hear us! Where's the horn? Blow the horn of war

Two trumpets on behalf of the arrival of savages sounded, and then other trumpets echoed, until finally, the whole great wall seemed to shake up. Many savages raised their heads and then lowered their heads. Their king, Mans Reid, also heard the horn, a voice familiar to him. When he was a night watchman, two horns meant fighting. It's the same now, but he has changed his camp and identity.

"Gate." He said to his opponent, "only the gate is the key to let everyone pass. Do you understand?" This order has been issued before, and now it is only mentioned for emphasis, and it is also a response to the watchman's horn. Mans Reid knew the limit of his ability, let the wild people temporarily put aside their contradictions, avoid killing each other, and March South together, this thing basically exhausted all his energy. Although he knew that the savage was far from the army, he had no time to train. If winter doesn't give him that time, the God of cold won't give him that time.

"Archer!" Jon, after the sound of the horn died down, gave the order in a loud voice: "aim at the giants who push the siege hammer, aim at them all! From now on, follow my command to launch, no one is allowed to move first! Giant and their hammer, give them a heavy rain. Don't waste it when they're in range, or they'll climb down and pick it up. Do you understand? "

"I understand, Lord snow!" "We all understand," cried Owen, a fool

Jon laughs and infects his brothers and himself with laughter. Sir Eliza was livid, but he knew Jon was right. For the sake of the night watchman, he did not disturb Jon, but came to the front of the catapult.

"Damn fool, you don't need to load stones first, but iron tribulus instead! Before the cavalry arrives, they have to throw Tribulus terrestris. Stones are used to deal with slow infantry! "The night watchman stopped archery for the time being. The savages accelerated their charge and shot their bows and arrows one after another. They always take a few steps, set up the bow and arrow, stop to shoot, and then continue to run forward, and so on. These arrows can't fly at all. They're all wasted. As Jon looked down, he thought, they really lack discipline and experience. Mansred wants to scare us to death with the advantage of numbers, but the night watchman will fight to death, but he will never be scared to death.

He looked left and right. The end of the Great Wall was illuminated by a brazier, extending to both sides until it was dark. What is really terrible is not the enemy in front of us or at our feet, but the length of the great wall itself. Mansredman can send people to climb up from other places, and the night watchman can't look after the wall for 20 miles, but the wall is thousands of miles long. It only takes a hundred people to climb up, which is more than all the people guarding the city.

Jon quickly banished the idea, or he would be too scared to fight. The giant took the siege hammer into range. He bent his bow and took his arrow and aimed at the bottom. May the gods of the world bless the night watchman, Jon prayed. But the night watchman and the savage believe in the same God, and the savage is praying to the old God. Will God protect them? After all, they pray more people?

"Take the arrow, draw the bow, let go!" The black arrow turned into black rain and flew to the snow-white ground. "Take the arrow, draw the bow, let go!" many a time. "Use rocket, throw oil tank, burn siege hammer!"

A flame rose from the giant's cart. It was the brightest fire so far. The wounded mammoth screamed, and the giant roared angrily. The night watchman's archers shot hard, without stopping.

Sir Alisha came to the edge of the wall, looked down, and said to Jon, "snow, it's good to kill the Sieger, but it won't win. You continue to shoot comfortably on the wall. I'm going to the gate below. That's the real battle. "

Without waiting for Jon to answer, he swung his cloak and turned away. Jon took a look at his back and yelled, "Archer, free fire! Aim at the giant! Aim where there are many people and shoot! "