Sword and Magic and Taxi

It was time to set off. More than 250 night watchmen of the Black Castle, with various supplies of more than 50 carts, passed through the icy passage under the Great Wall of Despair and went deep into the snowy plains of the north. Some of them have been living in the ice and snow for decades, and they can be considered as experienced, but some of them are completely newbies, and a few even only arrived at the Black Castle more than two weeks ago. Mr. Xiong has no time to wait for them to finish training, "Ice and Snow will let them realize the danger, and the brothers will help them become the night watchman!"

There were barely enough manpower to operate the black castle. At present, this force was all the forces that Mormon could mobilize. This group of night watchmen in dark cloaks lined up in two columns, sandwiching the central carriage, and walking silently through the tunnel. The last time the ghoul was placed here and then ran out, so many people still have lingering fears when they pass by.

But none of them have more lingering fears than Zhao Mai...

The "intelligent system" of the Great Wall of Extremis was finally released. Zhao Mai drove his carriage and followed the team of night watchmen tremblingly. If there were enough swords, guns, swords and halberds to kill him hundreds of times in the past, now these terrifying weapons have finally made way, but they still hang over his head. Every time Zhao Mai uses natural force, psychic powers and other magic visions, he can clearly see the terrifying magic circle around him. The power of the earth drawn from a radius of more than 100 miles has been stored in the Great Wall of Impasse for thousands of years, like a huge ammunition depot full of explosives, pressing on top of Zhao Mai's head.

"The first time I saw you sweating and nervous." Jon walked beside Zhao Mai and said to him. As the senior affairs officer of Xiong, he has to run forward and backward to convey instructions, and constantly report the team's situation. No, after he completed the task, he happened to see Zhao Mai on the way back, and the sweat ran down his side face.

"Sometimes, it may be happiness not to see something." Zhao Mai had long confirmed that no one in the entire black castle could see the aura of magic. Maybe in the eyes of the world, magic disappeared like this, I wonder if it's the same on earth? Zhao Mai only hoped to finish the tunnels of these few miles as soon as possible and get out of this depressed place as soon as possible. "Jon, protect Lao Xiong, the safety of all the night watchmen rests on him."

"I understand." Jon nodded and adjusted his shoulder straps to make the sword behind him more comfortable. He is only sixteen years old now, and his body has not fully grown, so the Valyrian steel sword is still a bit big for him, and it will be awkward to put it on his waist. But he will grow up, just in this journey.

Zhao Mai knew what would happen to him, and knew that this action would be Jon's coming-of-age ceremony. His body, mind, and feelings will be tested. When he returned to the Black Castle again, he would no longer be a teenager, but a real adult.

Along with Jon's brisk footsteps, and with Sam Will's heavy and continuous dragging of his legs, the whole team finally passed through the tunnel and extended all the way into the snow. On the north side of the Great Wall of Despair, there is an empty area within about twelve miles without a single tree. First of all, these trees were cut down to be used as firewood for the night watchman, and this is also in accordance with the general rules of the city guard. There is no obstruction of vision in the open area, and the enemy cannot use wood to make siege equipment nearby.

Will the savage make siege equipment? Many night watchmen ask this question, but in the end they understand that this is just another rigid rule of the night watchman. Passing through the open area, a vast coniferous forest lays on the way forward. This is not the kind of dense forest that is difficult to walk through. There needs to be enough spacing between the trees to get enough nutrients to resist the severe cold weather here. A big car and two rows of soldiers can easily find the way.

There are five maps in Old Xiong's backpack, all of which Sam found from the pile of old papers, and they rely on them to advance. Old Xiong was worried that some landmarks could no longer be found, so he had been praying for this. The seven gods worshipped by southerners are useless here. How can those "house gods" from warm places understand the severe cold in the north. Only the "old gods", or the "old gods" believed by the ancestors, are the masters here.

"Old Gods, take us on the right path. We are the descendants of our ancestors, and the children and grandchildren of your care. We are the night watchmen of the Great Wall of Despair, people who dedicated their lives to protect the land of mankind. When you get lost, you need your guidance."

This prayer only sounded in Mormon's heart, he would not let the soldiers under him feel that he was at a loss. It may be that the ancient gods really heard his prayer, and the first landmark appeared, which was a place once called Baishu Village.

In the eyes of most people, this is really not a village. The four simple houses still have stone walls, but the roofs made of wooden beams, branches, and stones have collapsed. The house is surrounded by an empty sheepfold in the center, and there is also a well, and the wooden bucket for water has long since disappeared.

"There is no one in the house, and there is nothing left." The inquiring scout returned and said, "The people inside were moved away. They brought clothes, food, fur, and possibly livestock."

"Do you know how long you have been away?" Old Xiong frowned and asked.

"It's definitely not a recent thing, but I can't tell how long it has been since everything has been frozen." The scout replied after thinking about it.

"This tree with a human face must have seen it, but it's a pity that it can't speak." Old Xiong pointed to the big tree next to the small village, turned his head and said to Jon: "Keep it informed, lest the lads from the south I don’t know. This kind of big tree with red crown and white trunk is called Yuliangmu, also known as heart tree. It is not allowed to be felled at any time, and it is best not to peel off the bark. If anyone does this, it is against the military order. I understand. ?"

"Yes, Commander." Jon hurried to deliver the order.

Zhao Mai had heard of Yuliangmu for a long time, but he never saw it. This was the first Yuliangmu he encountered. There was one in Eagle's Nest, but it had long since withered, leaving only the shiny remains of the trunk with the bark removed. The one in Winterfell is huge enough, the crown of the tree is higher than the city wall, but Zhao Mai only saw the leaves from a distance, and didn't go to visit Winterfell.

The tree in front of me has a trunk nearly three meters wide, and its leaves are luxuriantly expanding, covering the entire village ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The red leaves, white trunks and black roots make this tree a sacred tree. feel. But the face on the tree trunk is indeed quite horrible, with hollow eyes and wide mouth, and the sap flows out and solidifies. The sap of the fish beam is red, and the amber formed is also this color, so it looks like a big face bleeding from seven orifices.

According to legend, these faces were carved by the children of the forest, and each expression was different. As for why they want to do this, no one knows except themselves.

To others, this is just a tree with a terrifying head, but Zhao Mai saw something different. The forces of nature gathered on the fish beam, and the eyes of the trees shone slightly, as if they were really looking at it. Fluorescent rune text emerged from the mouth of the tree, flew into the air and then slowly dissipated. The power contained in the text is far less powerful than the Great Wall, but it is clearer.

For this, he suddenly had a strange feeling of familiarity and closeness. Just about to get a closer look, the food reserve bit his trouser leg.

"Do you think I am in danger?" Zhao Mai asked in confusion.

The reserve grain tilted his head and pointed to the carriage. Zhao Mai looked back, Xiao Hua was lying on the window, shaking her head and leaves vigorously. (To be continued.)