Chapter 2579

In the ice and snow, there is only a vast expanse of white in front of people's eyes. Even those tall and straight giant pines can only see a faint shadow in the snowstorm weather.

The horse's hooves were kicking in the snow, but the sound could hardly be heard by the knight, because the howling wind seemed to cover up all traces of activity.

Will thought that the vast black wasteland, which was called ghost forest by the south, could not be feared by him.

But tonight was an obvious exception.

When the snowstorm comes in the north, it is enough to make anyone aware of their own insignificance and powerlessness.

For nine days, wearing black hooded cloaks, they rode lightly out of the great wall and turned northwest in the middle, biting the footprints of a group of savages.

But the environment is getting worse and worse, and tracking is becoming more and more difficult.

"Let's go back. Anyway, the savage is dead."

In the wind, Gary, a veteran, whispered to the red haired captain at the front of the line.

Will has been a night watchman for four years. He is already a veteran with hundreds of patrol experience. However, Gary has 40 years of experience and is a real veteran.

"Where is the evidence?" The knight at the front of the team turned and asked his deputy.

"Will saw it." With a stiff smile, Gary threw the problem at the young man.

In fact, from three days ago, we couldn't see any living things that could move except ourselves. Today, such a terrible snowstorm will only kill ourselves, others and savages together.

It's not worth it, but it's hard to break orders.

Mormon's order was to track down the savages, so he sent this team. However, it was less than half a year since Sir Weimar swore to be a night watchman. This was his first patrol, and he was eager to make contributions.

If you know that the new leader of the team is a joke when everyone drinks, you will understand why he is eager to prove himself.

When the former aristocratic status can not bring authority, only strength is the value of Northern Territory.

The red haired Knight held the reins of the horse, and the thin brown horse on his crotch was so tired that he couldn't find any fodder these days.

"Will, tell me again what do you see? Don't leave out any details. "

Sir Weimar took the opportunity to wipe the frost off his beard and asked the young knight on the flank behind him.

"They went in this direction. Maybe they could see it when they crossed the ridge. There was a depression over there, which was the most sheltered place nearby. Occasionally, some people saw savages there, but I didn't see them freeze to death with my own eyes this time."

Jazz pursed a look at Gary, with some dissatisfaction in his eyes, while the latter looked at will in the same way, as if complaining about why he had nothing to look for.

But veterans have their own story.

"Sir, there is no fire nearby. Living people can't stand the temperature without lighting a fire. Savages are also human beings."

"No, they are monsters. Savages will take away babies and women and sell them to white ghosts." "I will not allow myself to return empty handed on my first patrol. Anyway, I want their head," he said

The wind and snow became bigger, but the sky and the earth were not dim, because the aurora above the head kept twisting, bringing colorful lighting.

Gary and will don't want to look for anything, but at this point, the captain gives the order, so they have to do it. This is the watchman's rule.

The snow at the foot of the mountain was very thick, and they didn't know where to pass. So the three men got off their horses, tied them to the big stones protruding from the ground, and chose to go over the mountain on foot.

Climbing up the snow mountain against the wind, leaving deep footprints, but it's also not easy to go down the mountain, consuming a lot of physical strength.

They don't eat anything decent these days. Apart from a few jerkies as hard as bark, they only drink a few mouthfuls of inferior wine. After strenuous activities, they feel dizzy and go down the mountain.

Even so, they found some clues in the basin on the other side of the ridge.

Here, some trees have been cut down, some stones have been piled into a fire pool, but they have not been ignited. As firewood, twigs are scattered nearby, half inserted in the snow, and will soon be buried by snowflakes.

"Sir, it's a new mark of savages, but I can't figure out why they didn't start a fire."

Will watched the officer's long red hair dancing in the wind and clenched his sword handle.

The trace is not covered by snow, which indicates that the wild people may be nearby, they may be more numerous, and they are hiding in unknown places.

The vision is seriously affected, and the unknown brings fear. That kind of feeling is like indigestible food in his stomach, which makes him constantly swallow.

However, there is only cold wind in the mouth, and the dry lips have already explained the condition of the body.

"Go to the tree over there and look around to see where there is still fire. They didn't light a fire here. They must have found a better place to stay away from the wind."

Jazz is not all embroidered pillows. Now they have some analytical ability. Although they are eager to prove themselves, they also know that they need to find savages before they can ask for their heads with swords.Young will has to obey. He gives his sword to Gary with a narrow smile, grabs the leather case of a dagger with his teeth, and climbs to the top of the nearest tree.

The pine needles on the tree seemed to have been frozen hard, which made his numb face feel pain and forced him to close his eyes.

A few seconds later, he heard jazz and Gary talking loudly under the tree.

"Why is it so cold here?"?! Gary

"I don't know. I've never been in such a situation!"

While answering the officer's question, the veteran tried to draw out his weapon. However, the sword seemed to be frozen in its sheath and did not move.

At this time, dozens of white figures suddenly appeared in the snowstorm behind them.

They are tall and strong. Their bodies seem to be made of translucent white ice. Their weapons are like huge ice ridges, sharp and shining.

Three people can't believe their own eyes, in the confusion of thinking, these terrible figures and the image of the story gradually fusion.

Ghost, or white ghost, was last recorded a thousand years ago.

Why do you meet so many people at one time?

They all look the same, like shadows coming from the wind and snow. Jazz swords collide with each other's weapons, but the sound is not metal.

It's a high, thin, near the edge of human hearing, like an animal's dying cry.

Long live King Robert

In order to cover up this powerless voice, the swaying Jazz roared. He jumped out of the snow and cleaved his sword to the enemy's head.

He is really a qualified night watchman, at least not lacking courage.

However, the sharp steel weapon broke when it collided with the ice.

The next moment, the pale and transparent sword cut the black chain armour, as if it was the best silk in the city of King's landing. It was really smooth.

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