Sword and Magic and Taxi

The savage is like a tide, like a sea wave, like an unstoppable flowing glacier gushing out of the woods, always marching towards the Great Wall. They lined up in a battle queue, gathered together according to the division of weapons, and shielded each other. Jon and Savage acted together to understand their past state. In the past, savages were just bloated insects gathered according to the tribe. They marched loosely and slowly, which is by no means the way they are now. Although far inferior to the knights of Winterfell, the rudimentary form of an army has already been formed.

"Mans Reid!" Jon gritted his teeth. Only this former night watchman understands the marching warfare, and only he can gather hundreds of tribes outside the Great Wall to form this unprecedented military force.

Jon came to the edge of the cliff and leaned forward and looked out. The eternal cold wind blows from the north, drills straight into his eyelids, but tears cannot flow down because of freezing. He saw hundreds of mammoths, as well as giants, holding sticks, big cones, or giant stone axes, riding on the mammoths, just like people riding on a horse. They tied the trunks of a dozen big trees together, peeled off the bark, sharpened a section, and made a terrible bump cone. The giant used a mammoth to pull a ten-wheeled cart with this terrible device on it. Jon leaned down and saw the direction of the city gate. Although he knew that the city gate was cast with the finest stainless steel, it was more important and indestructible. However, what comes today is probably the real test.

The drums of war sounded and the horns were loud, but they all belonged to the savages. The night watchman is quiet here, only the screams of the red flames in the brazier being blown by the wind, puff puff, puff puff.

"They must have a hundred thousand people!" Satin from Mole Village howled: "What should we do? How can we stop them?"

"There are not so many people, and the Great Wall will stop them." Jon heard himself say. By the way, how did father mobilize when he led troops to chase the savages who crossed the border? He felt that he should do something, like when Mike walked towards the army of ghouls with double knives. Morale, everything has to do with morale. So he turned to everyone and raised his voice: "The Great Wall will stop them, and the Great Wall will protect itself." He felt that what he said was a little hollow, but he had to repeat it as low as possible, as much as possible, because this is what the brothers want to hear. . The Great Wall needs its own voice, not just the puff puff sound of the dying fish on the shore. "Mans, want to scare us with numbers? Does he think we are all idiots?" Jon shouted, "Chariots, cavalry, and walking idiots? Giants, mammoths? We are two hundred. The 20-meter-high Great Wall! Let them climb! Have you ever seen a mammoth climbing a wall? Let them climb with their hands and feet, and then what remains of them, savages don’t have tails! Just spit, We also have an advantage of 220 meters!"

He laughed, and his brothers also laughed: "They are nothing, inferior to these straw sentries! They can't reach us, can't hurt us, can't scare us, right?"

"Yes!" Gülen shouted.

"They are under the Great Wall of Despair, and we are stepping on them." Jon said: "Keep the gate, they will not be able to pass, they will never pass the Great Wall!" People shouted and shouted the same words. Waving the weapon in his hand like Jon, his cheeks were flushed with excitement instead of cold and timidity. "Let them hear our voice! Where's the horn? Sound the horn of war!"

The two horns representing the arrival of the savages sounded, and then the other horns echoed. Until the end, the entire Great Wall seemed to tremble. Many savages raised their heads, then lowered their heads to move forward. Their king Mans Reid also heard this horn, a sound familiar to him. When he was a night watchman, two horns meant fighting. It's the same now, but he has changed his camp and identity.

"City gate." He said to his opponent: "Only the city gate is the key to let everyone pass, understand?" This order has been issued before, and now it is only mentioned for emphasis. It is also a horn for the night watchman. Response. Mans Reid knew the limits of his abilities and allowed the wild people to temporarily put aside their conflicts, avoid cannibalism, and march south together. This matter basically exhausted all his energy. Although he knew that the Savage was far from being an army, he didn't have time to train anymore. Severe Winter would not give him this time, nor would the God of Cold give him this time.

"Archer!" After the sound of the horns gradually ceased, Jon gave a loud command: "Aim at the giants pushing the siege hammer, all aim at them! From now on, no one is allowed to move first after my command to launch! Giants With their hammer, it will give them a thick rain. When they enter the range and shoot again, no one should waste it, otherwise they will crawl down and pick it up. Do you understand?"

"I understand, Master Snow!" The nerd Owen shouted loudly, "We all understand!"

Jon laughed loudly and infected the brothers around him and himself with laughter. Sir Alisa's face was blue, but he also knew that Jon was doing the right thing. For the benefit of the night watchman, he did not disturb Jon, but came to the front of the trebuchet.

"Damn idiot, don't have to install stones, replace with iron bristles! Before cavalry arrives, you must throw iron bristles. Stones are used against slow infantry!"

The night watchman stopped shooting arrows for the time being. The savages accelerated and charged forward, shooting out the bows and arrows in their hands. They always rush a few steps, set up their bows and arrows, stop to shoot, and then continue forward, and so on. These arrows could not fly up at all, they were all wasted. When Jon looked down, he thought to himself that they did lack discipline and experience. Mansred wanted to use his number advantage to scare us, but the night watchman would die in battle, but he would never be scared to death.

He looked at the left and right, the head of the Great Wall of Despair was illuminated by the brazier, extending to both sides until it was dark. What is really terrifying is not the enemies in front of you and under your feet, but the length of the Great Wall itself. Mansredman can send someone to climb up from other places. The night watchman can't take care of about twenty miles, but the Great Wall is thousands of miles long. Only a hundred people need to climb up, which is more than all the people guarding the city head~www.NovelMTL.com~ Jon quickly expelled this idea, otherwise he would be frightened and unable to fight. The giant pulled the siege hammer into range, and he bent his bow and shot his arrows, aiming down. May the gods of this world bless the night watchman, Jon prayed. But the night watchman and the wild man believe in the same god, and the wild man is also praying to the old god. Will God bless them? After all, they pray more in number?

"Take the arrow, draw the bow, and let it go!" The black feather arrow turned into black rain and flew toward the snow-white ground. "Take an arrow, draw a bow, let go!" Time and time again. "Use rockets, throw oil cans, burn the siege hammer!"

A ball of flames rose from the giant's cart, which was by far the brightest fire. The wounded mammoth screamed, and the giant roared angrily. The night watchman's archer shot hard without stopping.

Sir Alisha came to the edge of the city wall, looked down, and said to Jon: "Snow, it's good to kill the siege engine, but it won't win. You continue to shoot arrows comfortably on the wall, I'm going to the city Door, where is the real battle."

He didn't wait for Jon's answer, turned his cloak and left. Jon glanced at his back, and then shouted: "Archer, shoot free! Aim at giants! Aim at crowded places and shoot!" (To be continued.)