road It was not far for two miles, but they were moving very slowly through the forest. The dusk was getting darker. The night in the North came very quickly. The cloudless sky soon turned into a bruise-like deep purple, and the stars and moon It began to appear. Although the light was less than one ten thousandth of that of the sun, due to the snow reflecting the light, the view was barely good.
"It's just ahead." Will told Egger in a low voice, a little nervous in his words.
"Be careful. If you encounter anything, just run away." Egg took a deep breath. Compared to Will's fear of unknown things in the dark, he felt a little excited knowing what he was about to face - his body and They all realize psychologically that they must start to adjust their state when they will soon face the natural enemies of human beings.
A wolf howled from deep in the woods.
Will stopped and dismounted next to an old iron tree covered with burrs. Egger did as he was told. The cold wind rustled through the forest. Egger obviously felt that the temperature had dropped. As for whether it was an illusion caused by psychological reasons, it was still the ghost belt. Coming cold, he wasn't sure.
If the plot continues as usual, the group should already be surrounded by enemies at this moment.
"Something's not right here," Gary muttered.
"Really?" The young knight smiled contemptuously at him.
"Don't you feel it?" Gary asked, "Listen carefully to the sounds in the dark."
"The sound of wind, the rustling of leaves, and the howling of wolves. Gary, which one scares you so much?" Roy Si gracefully dismounted, tied the horse to a low-hanging branch far away from the other three horses, and then drew out his long sword. "If you are afraid, just look after the horses for us here. Egg and Will, come with me to see those dead people."
Gary frowned and endured the humiliation, and took out the tool bag: "I'll light a fire."
" Old man, there is a limit to stupidity. If there are enemies in the woods, do we have to light a fire to lure them over?" "
Some things are only afraid of fire," Gary held up the flint and steel, "like bears, direwolves, and... There are a lot of things."
"I can't tell, just not sure."
...
Iger frowned and watched the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but wonder if the White Walkers might not be able to detect them if they spoke softer. , and left directly with the newly acquired younger brother?
But he had no qualifications and no way to shut up these guys. He opened his mouth to speak, but finally suppressed the urge to speak. He only clenched the dagger in his hand and hid it quietly in his sleeve.
Gary glared at the young knight for a moment, then finally bowed his head and accepted the arrangement. Royce nodded with satisfaction and looked at Will and Egg: "Let's go."
Will walked forward in small steps, looking left and right, leading Egg through the dense trees and up the gentle slope. Both of them moved carefully and gently, trying not to Make any noise... But the knight walking at the end had no intention of being "sneaky" at all. He strode behind the two of them with his head held high, his body rubbing against the leaves, the metal of the ring armor colliding, and the branches branching. From time to time, his sword would be caught or his luxurious cloak would be caught, and he would curse.
Every time Royce made a sound, the heart of Egg, who was walking in front, would tighten. This damn idiot, Egg cursed in his mind. They are not allowed to speak when there is no situation, and now they should keep quiet. Instead, they keep making noise, which is hopeless. In his mind, he imagined turning back and pointing a sword at the kid to order him to be quiet, but he understood that not only would that make more noise, but if his skills were inferior, it could even make the situation completely out of control.
We can only take one step at a time.
He was really "taking it one step at a time". The short 100-meter stretch of road felt as if Egger had been walking for a year. Finally, he followed Will up the small slope covered with snow.
As he maintained a high degree of tension, Egger clearly heard a sound of cold air coming from Will next to him.
Under the slope in front of us, the bright moonlight fell on the open space, reflecting the remaining savage camp. The embers of the campfire were still emitting white smoke, the snow-covered rocks, and the half-frozen creek. There was nothing unusual...except The savages that Will had spoken of were nowhere to be seen.
"Gods bless you!" Behind him, Sir Waymar Royce swung his sword to cut off a branch blocking his face, and then went up to the top of the slope, standing next to two Night Watch soldiers, holding swords, and his cloak was blown. There was a crackling sound, and the light of the stars and the moon clearly outlined his noble figure.
"Damn, get down!" Will pulled Iger, causing him to squat down, "Something weird happened."
Royce didn't move. He looked down at the empty land below and smiled: "Will, look Come and move those dead people you mentioned."
Will fell silent, his chest heaving, and he tremblingly observed the empty camp. And Egger also felt the coldness coming from all directions and getting into the gaps in his clothes. He gripped the steel sword more tightly in his right hand, while his left hand tightly grasped the obsidian dagger in his cuff, trying to open his eyes wide, trying to find the ghost. A little bit of whereabouts... In the TV series, the White Walkers appeared inexplicably from behind Royce, and he had completely forgotten the description of the appearance of that thing in the original book. This time, these ghosts will Where did it appear?
"Will, get up." Sir Weimar ordered, "There is no one here, how can you hide yourself?"
Will was full of surprise, glanced at Egg nervously, and stood up reluctantly.
"I don't want to fail my first patrol. I must find these guys." Royce looked around: "Climb up the tree and have a look. Move quickly and pay attention to whether there are any fires nearby." The
last moment is coming. Egg controlled his breathing and whispered in Will's ear: "Be careful of dead people."
"What?"
"What are you chatting about? Come on!"
Will became more and more nervous by Egg's inexplicable words and looked at him With one glance, he turned around timidly and carried out the commander's order. The wind suddenly picked up, and the poacher walked to the towering blue-gray sentinel tree, took out his dagger, bit it with his teeth, and began to climb up. As the tree trunks shook and a small amount of snow fell, it quickly disappeared among the branches and leaves, leaving only Weimar and Egg standing in the empty ruins of the camp.
Egger's nerves were stretched to the limit. He finally understood why people use erect ears to describe listening carefully. If he could control the muscles around his ears, he would definitely erect this organ to the extreme.
What made him feel lucky and frightened was that he heard an abnormal noise almost instantly.
Something was walking among the nearby trees, trampling on the snow and fallen leaves, making a slight sound. It was mostly filtered by a thin layer of loose snow on the ground and only faintly came out. Egger couldn't even tell whether this was his imagination. .
He looked around and raised his sword in a defensive stance.
"What happened to you today?" Sir Royce frowned. "I have a bit of an impression of you. You are a little different from the gang of robbery and rapists, but..." "
Stop talking!" The temperature began to plummet, and the crisis became extremely intense. The feeling made Egger no longer care about the difference in status between them. He interrupted Weimar without hesitation: "Listen!"
"Listen to what...it's just..." Weimar raised his eyebrows and was about to say something. He was sarcastic as usual, but his expression changed: "Who is there?" After experiencing a lot of disbelief, he finally realized something was wrong: "Will, did you see anything?"
There was no poacher on the tree. He replied, not knowing whether it was because of the cold, fear, or the fact that he had a dagger in his mouth.
The place where the savages camped was in a depression in the forest, surrounded by slopes on three sides. This not only blocked the wind, but also affected the field of vision. Although the two people under the tree were aware of the coldness and the subtle sounds coming from not far away, But he couldn't see anything under the dim moonlight... Weimar also raised the sword in his hand. Unlike the night watchman's standard steel sword, this weapon was brought by him from home, and its texture and shape were better than those in Egg's hand. Be good and shine in the moonlight.
The leaves are rustling, the cold stream is flowing, and the howl of the snowy owl can be heard in the distance. The fear caused by the strange noise did not torture them for long - because the master who made them quickly came out, and the White Walkers appeared from behind a slope, walked around a tree and came to them.
Egger, who was on high alert, spotted it immediately - the first white figure entered Egger's field of vision. It was very tall, haggard and firm as bones, and its skin was as pale as milk. Its armor seemed to change color as it moved, sometimes white like fresh snow, sometimes black like shadows, punctuated everywhere with the deep gray-green of the forest. With every step it takes, the patterns on it keep changing like the sparkling moonlight on the water.
Weimar Royce followed Egger's gaze and soon saw the figure suddenly emerging from the darkness. He took a breath of air and quickly raised his sword to point at the visitor: "Who is it? Stop!"
A warning sounded in his tone. But he no longer had the arrogance and carelessness when giving orders to Egg and the other two soldiers. The young nobleman turned the long mink coat behind him to make room for movement. He held the sword in both hands. Egg noticed with sharp eyes that he His hands were shaking.
The wind has stopped, the cold is bone-chilling, and Egger's own hands are shaking - not purely from fear, but also from the fighting spirit that fills his body. The massive secretion of adrenaline makes his blood feel like it's boiling. The White Walkers move quietly and slowly. Walking towards the two night watchmen, he held a translucent crystal sword in his hand, like a very thin piece of broken ice. Egger knew that although both Valyrian steel and dragonglass daggers could kill White Walkers, only the former could go head-to-head with their weapons, and that kind of magic metal that had long been out of print, he really couldn't get even a dagger. .
The dragon crystal dagger is actually a piece of glass. It is too fragile. He may only have one chance to make a move - if he fails, he will become a benevolent one. Two against one, as long as Weimar can hold this guy back for a moment, he can...
"Since you don't stop," Weimar bravely stepped forward. He raised his sword over his head and regained some composure in his tone. Bring provocation. "Let's compete!"
Egg took a deep breath, held the sword in one hand and the dagger in the other, and kept up with the Ranger squad leader. But the moment he took the first step, his violently beating heart suddenly stopped due to surprise, and an unexpected surprise occurred that caught him off guard.