The chief ranger calmly ordered everyone to lead the remaining horses closer to the tent, led Egger and Yoren to set up traps and alarm mechanisms among the surrounding trees to block sneak attacks, and then arranged the night sentry personnel. The group was free to move around and start solving the dinner problem again.
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"What did I say just now? You looked like a philosopher one moment, and then you became a real warrior again." Tyrion was shocked as he drank the little broth left at the bottom of the pot. He was protected by Egger at the first moment of the attack. At this moment, his feelings towards this Night Watchman were more complicated: "I didn't believe that the Night Watchmen were the most elite troops in the Seven Kingdoms before. Now I'm starting to doubt you a little." I have indeed killed the White Walkers."
In a battle with the wildlings, any army will look like the most elite troops of the Seven Kingdoms. Iger was amused in his heart, and of course he could not destroy the prestige of his own people: "Well, thank you for the compliment, but I originally I didn't deceive you."
"Call me Tyrion, I owe you a favor." The dwarf said, "I will try my best to fulfill the things we agreed before." "
Then thank you in advance. Tyrion...cough." Egg coughed. He had been forcing himself to abide by the proper titles and etiquette under the hierarchy of Westeros. Now that he was allowed to return to normal, he was a little unable to turn around.
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Everything ended as quickly as it started. Egger didn't know what image he played in Tyrion's eyes in the battle just now, but he knew in his heart: he didn't do anything extraordinary.
The brave and powerful wildlings have gathered under Mance at this moment and are stationed at the peak of the Frostfang to discuss ways to deal with the White Walkers. The wave of attackers just now is considered extremely weak even among its kind. Any trained soldier , as long as the luck is not bad enough to be hit by the initial rain of arrows, it is impossible to lose this battle. From forming a formation to confront the savages to launching a charge to drive away the enemy in just a few minutes, it was just a matter of obeying the chief ranger's instructions and executing them quickly. Any other ranger would not have done so badly.
Only keeping Tyrion behind him was indeed something he did deliberately, but it was purely out of consideration for him to leave the Great Wall. Even if he didn't do that, the wildlings' sporadic arrows with no strength would be unlikely to threaten the dwarf... Maybe it was this subconscious action that moved the Lannister?
Now that the matter has come to this, he naturally has no reason to expose his background. This is probably the first time Tyrion has witnessed a real battle. It is understandable that he was nervous and imagined that the man who drew his sword to protect him was braver and more powerful than he actually was. This wrong impression was not deliberately created by him, but it didn't seem to be harmful to him, so there was no need to explain.
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"Why did the wildlings appear here?" Jon killed an enemy with his own hands for the first time in his life. The guilt and the stimulation of hormones were mixed together, making his face flushed and unable to calm down for a long time: "I am in Winterfell, there are very few I heard this kind of news."
"Actually, something like this hasn't happened for a long time. Climbing the Great Wall is a dangerous thing." Egger explained with some seriousness, "If you just want to survive, the rich resources in the Wolf Forest are definitely enough for the savages. Eat... But this group of savages probably wanted to run further south to find a place to spend the winter and hide from the White Walkers. But without transportation and food, it was impossible to escape the pursuit of the northern princes' patrols and persist to the Neck. So we can only risk attacking us. Even if we are not caught, the farmers in the nearest village will suffer."
"White Walkers." The timid one among the Lannister guards shuddered, "That's not in the legend. Do ghosts really exist?"
On normal days, they would naturally not believe in "nonsense" such as White Walkers, but at this moment, they had just repelled a sneak attack in the dark, and it was a time when their thinking ability and rationality were relatively weak. The trees in the distance were swaying under the cold wind, making the surrounding shadows seem like something was watching them secretly. The people listening to Egg's words became a little creepy and nervous.
"Don't worry, this guy in front of you has killed one before." Jon said excitedly, somewhat proud that he knew the White Walker killer before others. "If that ghost thing really comes out... Egg, your The obsidian dagger is still there."
"He is, don't worry, don't say that the White Walkers can't cross the Great Wall, even if they can, I will kill them all." Egg smiled and patted his bag, bragging.
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Although he looked confident on the face, Iger couldn't feel relaxed in his heart: At this moment, the north of the Great Wall may have turned into a hell on earth, and no small group of savages is still alive. Except for the 100,000 people who gathered together to keep warm, the rest either climbed over the Great Wall and crossed the Grand Canyon to escape into the north, or they had become part of the zombie army. Although he has made up his mind to leave the Great Wall to avoid confrontation with these things, he is after all a part of the human race in this world at this moment... If the Great Wall is breached and the Seven Kingdoms encounter a large-scale attack, he has no relatives and no big power behind him. As a time traveler, even if you want to escape to another continent, it may be difficult to find a way.
Everyone finished the dinner that was interrupted by the savage without any incident. They were still not sleepy. After sitting and chatting for a while, Bunyan came out of the tent and walked to everyone: "Stop chatting and go to bed early. There is still time to camp here." We can find the remaining walls to rely on, but further north is a vast no-man's land. If we go at the pace of the previous two days, we will still have to travel for three days and spend two nights in the wild. This is too dangerous. After thinking about it again and again, I decided to start a rapid march at dawn tomorrow, not camping at night, squeeze some horsepower, and try to get to Castle Black all day and night."
Everyone nodded in agreement, and Egger knew that the plot had begun to change subtly, and this attack outside the original story was The biggest manifestation is that it is unknown whether its occurrence was caused by his "butterfly": maybe his existence changed the group's itinerary of returning to the Great Wall, or maybe this wave of savages would have been killed by the White Walker that he had killed. Death... In short, the direction of the plot has indeed changed. Accidents can happen once and for a second time. Although the savage's combat power is not terrible, the arrows shot by the stones thrown can still kill people.
"Then, you all go to bed first. Jack and I will be on duty for the first half of the night." Egg stood up, "Leave your things and we'll clean them up."
Everyone did as they were told, and the camp soon became empty with no more people left. Tilly Ang patted Egger before leaving: "Then, you two, be careful."
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Nothing happened in the first half of the night, but in the second half of the night, it was Jon and Maurice's turn to be on duty, and the whole night was uneventful. When the sun rose the next day, everyone got up early, packed their tents and luggage, put them on their horses, loaded their saddles, and set off to continue heading north.
The weather has become even more severe, with surface temperatures finally falling below freezing, which means falling snow has been able to accumulate on the ground. Rapid marches are commonplace for the rangers, especially Egg, who just experienced a ten-day escape not long ago... But other people in the team do not have such endurance. When they cross hundreds of miles for more than ten hours in a row, At the end of the journey, Tyrion and the two Lannister guards had lost all feeling on their buttocks. They entered the gate of Castle Black and descended from the horse to the ground. Their legs were trembling so much that they seemed to have forgotten how to walk.