Chapter 2578: In the snow

Chapter 2578 In The Wind And Snow
In the ice and snow, people only have a vast expanse of whiteness left in front of them. Even the tall and straight giant pines can only see a faint shadow in the snowstorm.
The horseshoe kicked in the snow, but the sound was almost inaudible even to the knight, because the howling cold wind seemed to cover up all traces of activity.
Will thought that this vast black barren called the ghost forest by southerners could no longer make him afraid.
But tonight is obviously an exception.
When the blizzard in the north landed, it was enough to make anyone aware of their own insignificance and powerlessness.
For nine days, wearing black hooded cloaks, they traveled lightly, heading north to the Great Wall, and turning to the northwest midway, clinging to the footprints of a group of savages.
However, the environment is deteriorating and tracking has become increasingly difficult.
"Let's turn around, the savage is dead anyway."
In the strong wind, a veteran named Gary spoke to the red-haired captain at the front of the team.
Will has been a night watchman for four years. He has long been a veteran with hundreds of patrols. However, Gary has 40 years of qualifications and is a real veteran.
"Where is the evidence?" The knight at the front of the team turned around and asked his deputy.
"Will saw it." Gary gave a stiff smile and threw the problem at the young man.
In fact, since three days ago, everyone has not seen any living creatures other than the three of them that can move, but today such a terrible snowstorm will only kill themselves and others together with the wild people.
It's not worth it, but the order is hard to violate.
Mormont's order was to trace the whereabouts of the savages, so he sent this team. However, it has not been half a year since Sir Weimar has sworn to become a night watchman. This is his first patrol and he has done his best.
If you know that the new leader of the team is a joke when everyone is drinking, then you will certainly understand why he is eager to prove himself.
When the noble status of the past cannot bring authority, only strength is the value of the northern border.
The red-haired jazz held the horse's rein, and the thin brown horse under his hips sprayed a faint white gas from the nostrils. It was so tired that he couldn't even find any forage these days.
"Will, tell me again what did you see? Don't miss any details."
Sir Weimar took the opportunity to wipe the frost from his beard and asked the young knight on the flanks behind him.
"They walked in this direction, and they might be able to see if they cross the ridge. There is a mountain col over there, which is the most sheltered place nearby. Sometimes people will see wild people appearing there, but I didn’t see them freezing to death with my own eyes. ."
Jazz pursed his lips and glanced at Gary, his eyes revealed some dissatisfaction, and the latter looked at Will with the same eyes, as if complaining about why he was fine.
But veterans naturally have their own opinions.
"Sir, there is no fire nearby. Living people can't stand this temperature without raising fire. Savage is also human."
"No, they are monsters. The savages will abduct babies and women and sell them to the white ghosts." The Jazz looked back and rode forward again: "I won't allow myself to leave empty-handed for the first time on patrol, no matter what. So, I want them to be the first class."
The wind and snow have become bigger, but the world is not dim, because the aurora above the head is constantly twisting, bringing colorful lighting.
Neither Gary nor Will wanted to look for anything, but the matter was over, and the captain gave the order, so he could only do so. This is the rule of the night watchman.
The snow at the foot of the mountain was very thick, and they didn't know where to pass. So the three of them got off their horses and tied them to the big rocks protruding from the ground. They chose to walk over the mountain.
Climbing up the snow-capped mountains against the wind, leaving deep footprints, but going down the mountain is also not easy and consumes a lot of physical energy.
They didn’t eat anything decent these days. Except for a few sticks of dried meat like bark, they only drank a few sips of bad wine. After strenuous activities, they were even more dizzy. It can be said that going down the mountain is like rolling. .
But even so, they found some clues in the basin on the other side of the ridge.
Some trees have been cut down here, and some stones have been piled into a fire pool, but they have not been lit. Small branches as firewood are scattered around, half inserted in the snow, and will soon be buried by snowflakes.
"Sir, this is a new trace of savages, but I can't figure out why they didn't start a fire."
Will watched the chief's long red hair dancing in the wind and clenched his sword hilt.
The traces are not covered by snow, indicating that the wild people may be nearby, they may be more numerous, and they are hiding somewhere.
The sight was severely affected, and the unknown brought fear, and the feeling was like indigestible food in his stomach, which made him constantly swallowing saliva.
However, there was only cold wind in the mouth, and the chapped lips had already explained the condition of the body.
"Go to the trees over there and look around, and see where there is still fire. They didn't start the fire here, they must have found a better shelter from the wind."
Jazz is not exactly an embroidered pillow, and now he still has some analytical skills. Although he is eager to prove himself, he also knows that he must find the savages before he can demand their heads with a sword.
Young Will had to live his life. He handed the long sword to Gary, who was smiling narrowly. He bit the holster of a dagger with his teeth and crawled towards the top of the nearest tree.
The pine needles on this tree seemed to be frozen hard, and his numb face felt pain. UU reading www.uukanshu.com had to close his eyes.
A few seconds later, he heard a loud communication between Sir Under the Tree and Gary.
"Why is it so cold here?! Gary?"
"I don't know, I have never encountered such a situation!"
While answering the officer's question, the veteran tried to draw out the weapon, but the sword body seemed to be frozen in its sheath, and it didn't move.
At this moment, dozens of white figures suddenly appeared in the snowstorm behind them.
They are tall and strong, their bodies seem to be made of translucent white ice, and the weapons in their hands are like huge ice ridges, sharp and gleaming.
The three of them couldn't believe their eyes. In their chaotic thinking, these terrifying figures gradually merged with the images in the story.
The strange ghost, or white ghost, was recorded for the last time, which was a thousand years ago.
Why do you meet so many people at once?
They all look the same, like shadows descending from the wind and snow. The jazz sword collides with the opponent's weapon, but it is not the sound of metal intersecting.
It was a high and thin sound at the edge of human hearing, as if an animal wailing on the verge of death.
"Long live King Robert!"
In order to cover up this weak voice, the shaking jazz roared, he jumped from the snow and smashed the sword against the enemy.
He is indeed a qualified night watchman, at least not lacking in courage.
However, the sharp steel weapon shattered when it collided with the ice.
In the next instant, the pale and transparent sword cut open the black chain armor, as if it were the best silk in Junlin City, really so smooth.
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