Sword and Magic and Taxi

Every day since Jon left, Zhao Mai would climb the ancestral boxing peak once and persuade Mr. Xiong to equip all the night watchmen with natural fireworks. He was rejected every day, and then came down with a large and small wound. He healed himself with the force of nature, and then began to train, from physical fitness, use of weapons, psychic powers to prayer of the force of nature, every day. If the brother of the night watchman is willing to discuss, he will also end the activity. At that time, he would use two wooden sticks, just like a ghost using two ice crystal swords.

With the help of psychic powers, Zhao Mai can turn abruptly in the air, his magical mobility is like a strange ghost, even more so that he can't defend but attack. Almost all the rangers were beaten, and then they shook their heads. "This is not a human style of play. There is no such thing as a master like you." Some people even compared Zhao Mai with Arthur Dane, the sword of dawn.

Zhao Mai did not excuse. He is full of respect for the prestige of the Divine Sword of Dawn, but does not think he can defeat himself, especially when combined to fight. He was thinking about strange ghosts now, how to break them into pieces. Anyway, no matter how the plot of this world develops, there will always be a battle between humans and strange ghosts. No one has said that strange ghosts can't die in the ancestors' Fist Peak. Isn't it a change of plot?

Waiting for the enemy to appear is a difficult thing. The night watchman is guarding the ancestor's boxing peak. A shorter time is called rest, and a longer time is called torture. The life of always climbing on the ice and lying in the snow made this group of bandits and crooks gradually lose their discipline and fighting spirit. Complaints began to spread among the soldiers, and many of them even began to curse Old Bear. "The crazy fantasies of the old things caused us to suffer here!" There are also rumors like this: "It is said that there are 30,000 enemies, and we only have three hundred. This is a complete death!"

Zhao Mai sees these things in his eyes and listens to him, and tells him when he sees Lao Xiong every day. Mormont said that he knew, and he didn't say much about the others. Elder Xiong himself was powerless, and he couldn't move until several reconnaissance teams, including Sever Palm Colin and Jon, returned to the front of the investigation.

Every day, Mr. Xiong uses carbon strips to line the tent. Now, there are already twenty-one black marks. Zhao Mai asked to see him again, and Mr. Xiong thought for a while before calling him in.

Before Zhao Mai could speak, Mr. Xiong raised his hand and stopped him. "I have ordered Samwell Tully to send a letter to Imon to send back the formula of the natural firework potion. At this time, Sam should have done this and began to prepare the potion. I think, first Pi should be equipped for everyone tonight."

The change finally appears, but is there enough time? Zhao Mai's face was mixed, and said, "This is good news."

"There is too much bad news now. The night watchman is already fighting alone. Any help must be used." Old Xiong pointed to the chair and asked Zhao Mai to sit down. He personally poured a glass of **** ale for Zhao Mai, poured a glass of it himself, and then suddenly sat down in the chair.

"Sir Alisha did not complete the task. He was delayed too long in King's Landing and his head melted away. King Joffrey is only willing to help a hundred shovels so that we can bury the dead and save them from crawling out . Bless our king!" He took a sip.

"Renly is dead. Stannis Baratheon wrote back and said that he is now going to concentrate on eliminating the usurper of Geoffrey Baratheon. For the time being, he has no control over the night watchman in the north, so all he can give is promise and Respect. Hejiandi is about to be broken, Master Tuli can't take care of himself, let alone help us. Ailin of Eagle's Nest City has no answer at all." Old Xiong drank three consecutive sips, and then said: "Shi The young wolf in Tucker’s family, oh, is now the king of the north, and it has been so bad that even Tywin Lannister will lose the battle, which is really unexpected. However, Master Yimon speculated that something went wrong in Winterfell. It’s been a long time since there has been no reply from the raven, and none of the ravens sent have returned."

"So, the Stark family can't count on it." Zhao Mai toasted frequently, but did not drink a sip. "The night watchman can only rely on himself, do you have confidence?"

"Hmph, you thought I was not confident or afraid to invite you to drink, you underestimated me too!" Mr. Xiong put down his cup and said to Zhao Mai, "You are the only one in this group who is not a night watchman. As long as you are not my subordinate, so you can drink two glasses with me. I ask you to nag, scold the unsightly kings, and then you can easily kill the enemy, what's up? Why don't you drink?"

Zhao Mai picked up the cup: "Respect the warriors." Then he drank it all. The soldiers armed to the teeth to bully the natives are the soldiers, and the warriors are the warriors who can stick to their ideals and duties even when they are most impoverished.

"At the beginning we said yes, you follow us to the ancestral boxing peak, you can walk freely when the three people and horses converge." Elder Xiong said: "I deliberately stayed with you for a long time, because I think you are a rare one. Talent! I can’t wait to give up all my honours, tie you up with a rope, and then force you into the group like a bandit! Haha, if I can do that, I’ll be happy!”

"I'm still going to marry a wife and have children. If I join the night watchman, I will be beaten to death by my father."

"This is the only reason you are unwilling to join the Night Watch, afraid of death?"

"Fear of being beaten to death by my dad is two different things from fear of death." Zhao Mai felt that another piece of skin was cracked, and said with a wry smile: "Of course, I also hate beautiful women."

"You...haha!" Elder Xiong said with a smile: "I think of someone, Rega Targaryen. He was so free, so dazzling, so outstanding, just like you were among the night watchmen. At that time. I feel that although he will be the best king, even the throne is only a **** and yoke to him. So, I will now untie your yoke and set you free."

Mr. Xiong stood up, suddenly drew out his sword, and placed it on Zhao Mai’s shoulder: "I, Geo Mormon~www.NovelMTL.com~ The 997th commander-in-chief of the Night Watch Corps, announced that Mike Zhao is Friends and brothers of the night watchman, travel freely between the Great Wall and all the land where the ancestors, Andals, and Roina people can set foot, and will always be welcomed in the night watchman camp until they die!"

As soon as the voice fell, the magical oppression of Ancestor Fist Peak immediately disappeared, and Zhao Mai's rupture began to heal. Although you can't see the Great Wall here, the faint sense of oppression is gone. Zhao Mai waited for Mr. Xiong to touch his shoulders with a long sword, and then got up and asked, "I know all about it before, why should I add it to the dead?"

"We will burn you when you die, and we will never let you get up again." Old Xiong touched his beard: "The two night watchmen's ghouls almost killed my old life. If you become a ghoul , Then the whole night watchman should not survive a few. So if you die, we will make sure that you are completely dead."

Zhao Mai scratched his head, but had to admit: "Your concerns are right."

"You are a hungry wolf, a fierce bear, and a dragon! Now, you can do what you want." Old Xiong said.

"I will stay for a while to help you fight, and then leave." Zhao Mai said: "I have a feeling that the enemy is approaching." (To be continued.)