Sword and Magic and Taxi

The war in the South has begun, and the war in the North of the Great Wall of Despair is also coming soon. Since Jon's return, Mr. Xiong has issued a mobilization order, requiring all night watchmen to stock up on combat supplies, start training in accordance with the strictest standards, and be ready to respond to threats from the dead.

The dead did not appear again, but everyone knew in their hearts that they would appear sooner or later. Although there are rumors, it was because the savages did not know where to find the help of the wizard, and cast an evil spell to scare the night watchman. But the truth is far from that. Even the savages who often harass the Night Watch are also threatened by strange ghosts. They are gathering together to cross the Great Wall of Impasse. If you can't let it go, then break it down and kill it.

The night watchman is still not sure whether the strange ghosts appear sporadically or on a large scale, but the threat of the savages is really felt. The various reports received by Commander Mormon indicate that the savages are gathering. They don't know how big they are, when and where they are going to do. The Great Wall’s line of defense is too long, and there are too few night watchmen. He has a plan, ready to take the initiative, unexpectedly show his strength, and block the savage.

Zhao Mai understood his thoughts and appreciated his courage. This was a good opportunity to cross the Great Wall, so he took the initiative to join the training of the night watchman to make himself more useful.

Another one who really likes this training is Jon. After he came back, the boy finally grew up a bit, realizing that he was just a mortal, and a mortal can only make progress through hard work. He finally found a suitable opponent.

"If you move half a step to the side and aim at my side ribs, then I will lose my balance even if I return to the sword to block."

Zhao Mai laughed twice: "Yes, your technique is better than mine. But my speed, strength, and accuracy are better than you, so you lie on the ground and I stand."

Jon got up from the ground, patted his butt, and then picked up his sword: "Come again!"

I have to say that Jon grew up in the Stark family and received the best education in the Northland. He has more than one swordsman, riding teacher, and archery teacher, and he doesn't have the trouble of inheritance, so he can concentrate on learning these, which makes him far more than his peers in sword skills. As for the entire Night Watch Corps, there are not a few serious knights, and most of them are thieves, robbers, and fraudsters. He couldn't find a suitable opponent until he ran into a nail in Zhao Mai.

"I don't know why, seeing you knocked to the ground, I feel happy and sad at the same time." Piper stood aside with a sword and said to Jon: "This feeling is very strange, I am a little uncertain, so How many more times please?"

"Don't say cold words, you can come down and try it." Jon gasped hard, and white mist kept coming out of his mouth: "Mike, I will find a way to beat you."

"Oh, it's probably difficult." Zhao Mai shook his head: "Do you think it's all my skills now?"

"I don't understand, why haven't the Seven Kingdoms heard of your name? With your skill, you can easily win the tournament, right?"

"Yes, that's not a big problem. But is there any benefit?" Zhao Mai saw Jon swinging his sword, neither backing nor blocking, and rushing into Jon's arms with his explosive power driven by psychic powers. , And then hit his forehead with a head mallet. Jon was taken aback, then squatted down, clutching his head.

"How can there be such a fight?" He was still unconvinced.

"The ghouls would do that." Zhao Mai said: "They have only one purpose, very simple, that is to kill you. Your sword moves are exquisite and can keep up with various changes, but there is a regret. That means it can’t be killed by a single blow. Does the ghoul care about losing a few intestines or losing an arm? I use a head mallet, and they will chew with their teeth. At this time, your entire face should be gone."

Zhao Mai walked with the people around him. They were all good friends of Jon, and they were all men who could be brothers. So he said: "The ghouls have only one weakness, and that is their heads. Decapitation, and continuous decapitation can defeat them. So don't think about attacking the torso with a sword. From now on there are only three goals: head, neck, And the claws reaching you. The ghoul has no sword skills, but is faster than you, stronger than you, and more fierce than you." He looked around and said, "Just like me."

"If the ghouls were like you, we would really be dead." The melancholy Eddie said with a frown.

"Of course it's not as good as me." Zhao Mai said, "Sweat more in peacetime, and bleed less in wartime."

This sentence was not only heard by the trainees, but also by Commander Mormon and Master Yimon standing on the promenade of the castle. Elder Xiong personally pushed the bachelor's wheelchair and placed him in a place where he could be sheltered from the wind and in the sun: "Master Yimon, where is this Mike from, can you see it?"

"I have been blind for several years, Mormon, did you forget?" Master Yimon tilted his head, chasing the sun like a sunflower: "Old friend, I don't know where he came from. Maybe the sky came down to help us."

"Why do you say that?"

"He has been reading books with me, and he was looking for specific books long before the bodies stood up and attacked us." Master Yimeng said slowly: "They are all poems from ancient myths, and some of our night watchmen. Combat records. He gave those books to Samwell, and they are now being further sorted."

"In other words, he already knew?" Mormon frowned, a little unbelievable: "Master Yimon, are you saying that this kind of thing can also come true?"

"From a bachelor's point of view, I can only say that I don't know. But as an old man, I really hope that prophecy and magic are true." Master Yimon blinked, and he felt that he could see the changes in light and darkness. , His vision seems to be improving, which is also a magical thing related to Mike. "You know I am a Targaryen, but since I was a child, our family has no dragons. Do you know how sad the childhood of Targaryen without dragons is? If I can see magic before I die , I can see a miracle happen, then I can know that my life's hope is not a fantasy, then I can look down."

"We really need a miracle now~www.NovelMTL.com~ Mormon said: "I decided to take my troops north to see what happened in the savage hinterland. I hope that the active corpse is just a trick played by wild men, but I have a feeling that things are not that simple! If the worst happens, perhaps only a miracle can save the night watchman and the nobles who fought in the south. "

"Didn't you let Alisha go with the moving dead head? That should convince them." Master Yimon said.

"I hope so too." Mormont's expression didn't say that, and the stern color on his face remained unchanged. "Master Yimen, I am going to take Mike with him. Didn't he always want to see the Great Wall side?"

"Have you decided? You want to understand how the horse drinking trough flew up and smashed the ghoul?"

"That's not it. It took five people to move the thing back. But yes, I decided. Mike is a bit weird, but he is not a badass." Mormon smiled bitterly: "The Night Watchman used to be The place of honor the knight wanted to go to has now become a shelter for bandits. Even if he is a badass, I have long been used to it."

"Mormont, you'd better always take him by your side." Master Yimen said: "If you expect a miracle." (To be continued.)