Game of Thrones: Attack on the North Wolf

Chapter 227 Ghoul (5900 words)
"Please be careful not to bring heavy or bulky items. Only carry food and warm items as much as possible!"

In the early morning, Jon stood on the wooden walls of Hardhome and shouted as loud as he could to the free folk of the tribes below.

Under the wooden wall, densely packed free folk were carrying big and small bags, and under the shouts of the soldiers under the command of Mance and Jory, they barely lined up to prepare for departure.

Ugh!
Seeing that these free folk didn't listen to him at all, Jon sighed heavily.

Then he turned his head to look at the sun that had fully risen, and had no choice but to order the free people next to him: "Open the gate, let's go!"

Squeak!

The thick wooden door of Tunnel of Hardship opened, and Mance led some of the free folk soldiers under his command to walk in the front with weapons in hand. Behind them were a large number of elderly free folk who seemed to be more energetic.

Behind these old people was a large group of relatively strong young female free men, who either resisted or carried a lot of supplies and dragged their children and walked in the middle of the team.

Behind them were some sick or disabled people who needed the help of the soldiers, and finally Jory led some Winterfell soldiers in the rear.

When the long dragon-like team walked out of Hardwood, Jon glanced at the sporadic figures still standing in Hardwood, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, then turned and followed.

Those were a very small number of old people who were determined to stay outside the Great Wall, and Mance respected their choice.

After chatting with Jory at the back of the team for a while, Jon led his night watchmen towards the front of the team.

In fact, these arrangements can also be seen from the side of Mance's personality. After all, if something unexpected happens, the front of the team must be the most dangerous.

"After we move the huge crowd, maybe the army of the dead won't be able to find the remote and sparsely populated Difficult Village."

Jon walked up to Mance, who was looking ahead, and said these words very abruptly.

Hearing Jon's words, Mance turned his head and looked at him quietly, then said with a smile on his face: "Jon Snow, you are a very gentle person. But at the same time, you are also very innocent!
The reason why we are eager to go south is not only the army of the dead, but also the reason that winter is approaching.

Hard Tun's food was almost exhausted, and the surrounding prey had basically disappeared.

Regardless of whether the army of the dead will find them, they will not survive!The reason why they stayed was because they had already chosen the place where they would die! "

"...I don't want to know this, why are you telling me?"

Hearing Mance's words, Jon was silent for a while, and asked angrily.

"Innocence is a beautiful thing children have, but Jon, you're a warrior!
Abandon the innocence in your heart and take up the responsibility as a soldier! "

Faced with Jon's unceremonious questioning, Mance was not at all angry.He just showed memories in his eyes, and said these words with earnestness.

Jon didn't know what kind of past the man in front of him had, but his heart was touched by his last words.

For a while, both of them fell into silence, silently leading the huge team to move forward.

Jon and Mance roughly planned ten days for the journey back to the Great Wall with the free people of Hard Tun.The first three days left the ice field of Stord's Horn Peninsula, and the last seven days passed through the ghost forest.

However, plans are not always as good as changes!
The entire transfer team had only been marching for half a day when Jon and Mance realized something was wrong ahead and waved their hands to stop the team from advancing.

I saw that in the sky in the northwest corner of Stord's Horn Peninsula, a huge group of gray clouds pressed low on the ground, and the whistling wind and low-pitched thunder resounded in the distance.

Suddenly, the group of gray clouds that were still moving slowly began to accelerate, moving towards the direction of the transfer team at a relatively fast speed.

"Run, run! Run to Difficult Village!"

Looking at the obviously abnormal gray cloud, Jon reacted immediately.Then he immediately shouted at the free folk behind him.

"Listen to him! Let everyone go back to Hard Tun!"

Looking at the free folk who heard Jon's yell and looked at each other, Mance, who also reacted, immediately yelled at them.

As Jon and Mance's orders were transmitted quickly, it was not the elderly free folk who were at the front that got into a mess first, but the female free folk who took care of their children in the middle of the team.

"Ah! Run!"

"Escape! Escape back to Difficult Village!"

"Hey, what are you doing! That's mine!"

"Woo hoo, mom!"

I saw them frantically looking for the children who were running around playing around during the march. At the same time, because the team began to be chaotic, the supplies they carried kept falling due to various reasons.

All kinds of noisy shouts and crying were mixed together in the middle of the shifting team.

Fortunately, the order at the end of the transfer team was not chaotic.When Jory received the order from the front, he calmly commanded his Winterfell soldiers to stabilize the flustered female free folk.

At the same time, let the rear army change direction to become the front army, and quickly run towards Nantuntun.

And after Jon saw the chaos among the team, he immediately ran to maintain order.

When he saw these free women who were looking for children and scrambling for various supplies, he immediately shouted: "Throw away, throw away everything on your body!
Regardless of whether it was their own child or not, everyone ran back to Difficult Village with their children! "

However, his roar was of no use, and the chaotic scene among the team did not get any better.

Jon turned his head and glanced at the gray clouds in the distance that were obviously closer than before, and the words that Mance had just said to him flashed in his mind.

Gritting his teeth secretly, he ordered loudly to the men of the night watchmen who were following him: "Everyone draw their swords! Shout out according to my order just now!

Three warnings to those who disobey the order and scramble indiscriminately, those who disobey and disobey will be killed! "

"Yes!"

After hearing Jon's order, the thirty night watchmen nodded in reply, and immediately drew their long swords around their waists.

Clang, Clang, Clang!
"Throw away everything, regardless of whether it's your child or not, take it back to Difficult Village!"

The night watchmen holding long swords loudly shouted Jon's order just now, while forming a combat formation and entering the transfer team.

Seeing that they seemed to be getting serious, some female free citizens obediently dropped their belongings, lowered their heads, picked up the children around them, and ran towards Difficult Village.

Tear, rip!
There are still a handful of female free folk who are as stubborn as stones and are completely indifferent. After three warnings to no avail, the men of the night watchmen directly slashed and killed them with their swords in their hands.

The bright red warm blood sprinkled on the ice field quickly stopped the chaos in the middle of the line, and the remaining female freemen froze on the spot.

However, when they saw that the free folk soldiers on their side did not stop the night watchmen from killing, they followed the order in a panic, threw away supplies and picked up the children around them, for fear that the night watchman's long sword would swing at them.

After quickly resolving the chaos in the middle, the entire transfer team began to move quickly in the direction of Harden.

After they left for a while, there was a whimpering wind, and thick gray clouds enveloped the place as if the doomsday was coming.

Crack, crack, crack!
Accompanied by the gray clouds, an endless ocean-like army of ghouls covered in bones or rotting flesh instantly submerged the various materials discarded by the transfer team on the ground.

In fact, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, a freeman holding a weapon can casually cut down several ghoul soldiers.

But why is the army of ghouls so terrifying and daunting?

First, their infinite number is like an ocean, if you can cut down a few, a dozen of them will come up, and dozens of them will directly overwhelm you.

Second, they are the concepts of the dead without pain and injury.So they're all aggressively insane, and even if a ghoul can only inflict a small wound on you, they can stack up and kill you.

Third, they never know how to get tired. If their numbers can't help you, they can't hurt you.They will wear you down until you can't move.

After all, as long as it is a living creature with flesh and blood, it will definitely be exhausted!

That's exactly what's going on with the transfer team now!
After running for a period of time, the first to lose their hold were the Winterfell soldiers at the front, assisting the sick and those with disabilities.

Even though these free folk tried their best to act on their own, these Winterfell soldiers were equivalent to bearing half of the opponent's weight.

From the initial running and jogging to the current normal walking, their physical strength has weakened visible to the naked eye.

Although the female freedmen behind them were young and strong, their situation was no better than those in front of them with their children on their backs.

On the contrary, the elderly free folk who run slowly at the end are in the best condition. They have their own experience and know how to maintain their breathing rhythm and run at a constant speed to maintain their physical strength.

"Jon, leave the free folk who are sick and disabled, and you take the others back to Hardwood!"

Looking at the Hard Tun Cliff that was still some distance away, Mance looked back at the gray clouds that were getting closer, and turned his head to speak to Jon.

"No, Mance, we can all make it!"

Jon understood Mance's thoughts in an instant, and he immediately shook his head and replied.

"It's too late, our speed is getting slower and slower. If you don't stop the army of dead people, everyone will not be able to go back!"

"I'll take people to stay! You can't die, otherwise no one will make the tens of thousands of free people under the Great Wall obey."

"No, you can't die! Without you, Commander, these more than [-] free citizens would have no hope of going south!"

Things in the world are always very strange. Jon and Mance, who were supposed to be rivals, are now refusing to give in to each other over who will stay and die.

"Mance, and the Crow King, you don't have to fight. Let's take the other free people together! Let's stay and stop the enemy!"

When Jon and En were in a stalemate, several old men with white hair and many bone ornaments ran back to them slowly from the front, and one of the old men spoke.

"Walida, how can I keep you guys. Stop talking, save some energy and run!"

Mance looked at the elderly man, shook his head and refused.

"Mance, this is the unanimous decision of our elders. Even if you are the King Beyond the Wall, you cannot veto it!"

"Correct!"

"Yes!"

When Varida said this to Mance in a serious tone, several old people beside him nodded in agreement.

"you……"

Looking at these elders who are usually very stubborn and always make trouble for him, Mance felt a little speechless for a while.

"Let's go! Protect those children!"

"Ok!"

Mance was not a sentimental person. After seeing Varida and other elders make a decision, he nodded in agreement and continued to run forward with his soldiers.

Jon nodded respectfully to Varida and the others, and then followed Mance.

Together with Varida and other elders, there are thousands of elderly free citizens at the end.

Varida looked at these gray-haired free men, and said as loudly as possible: "Brothers and sisters! Let these dead people taste our power!
ignition! "

"Wow!"

Following Varida's order, these thousands of old people who had already prepared wrapped the weapons with their own clothes, then poured grease and other items on them, and ignited them with flint.

Ho, ho, ho!
In the light of thousands of blazing torches that warmed the ice sheet, Varida stared at the approaching gray clouds.

call!
Click, click, click!
After Mance, Jon and the others left for a while, with the howling wind, gray clouds directly enveloped Varida and the others.A bunch of adrenaline-fuelled ghouls sprinted into the waiting crowd.

Bang!
Whoa!

Varida's flaming long stick hit a skeleton that jumped in front of him, and the long stick with grease instantly ignited the skeleton.

But immediately after, two or three ghouls holding long swords rushed from the front, and immediately stabbed Varida riddled with holes.

It didn't take long for the star-like flames to disappear in the gray clouds, and thousands of old freemen were killed in battle.

Da da da!
A strange ghost with an ice spear and a zombie horse came forward.

It pointed the ice spear in its hand obliquely at the sky, and Varida's bloody corpse on the ground opened its eyes, revealing its ice blue pupils.

"Quick, come in one by one, don't be crowded!"

Jory and the Winterfell soldiers were the first to return to Difficult Village. After they opened the gate of Difficult Village, they lined up to maintain the order of the free folk who fled in a hurry.

Before that, Jon and Mance in the rear caught up with Jory and took over the sick and disabled, and gave Jory this task.

As a large number of free folk entered Hard Tun, the long line outside the wooden wall gradually shortened.

However, the gray clouds that were blocked by the old free men such as Varida with their lives have come near the cliffs of Hard Tun.

"Ah! Here they come, here they come!"

"Close, close the door!"

"Yes, close the door!"

When they saw the gray clouds coming towards Difficult Village, all the free folk who had already entered Difficult Village asked Jory to close the gate one after another.

But he didn't seem to hear it, and he looked unmoved at Jon and the others who were desperately advancing not far away.

call!
When Jon and the others were about to reach the gate of Difficulty, a strong wind blew past them, and gray clouds enveloped them.

Click, click, click!
A large number of ghouls rushed towards Jon and the others quickly, and the freeman soldiers and patients at the rear were instantly thrown to the ground by them.Or bite with their mouths, or use weapons to end their lives in their screams.

"Shoot, cover them!"

Seeing this, Jory immediately gave the order to attack.All Winterfell soldiers and some free folk began to draw their bows and shoot at the ghouls in the rear.

Huh, huh, huh!
Hundreds of arrows were shot at the army of ghouls, and a ghoul whose head was pierced by arrows froze slightly, then it continued to run forward indifferently.

Apart from the added kinetic energy hindering the ghoul's movement, these ordinary arrows basically can't cause much damage.

Whoa!

The tile-steel weapon 'Longclaw' in Jon's hand cut across a sword-wielding skeleton ghoul, and its skeleton immediately collapsed to the ground as if it had lost its support.

"Attack with dragonglass weapons!"

As Jon yelled, the night watchman and some free folk soldiers took out a pair of black crystal daggers from their arms.

These are the obsidian weapons that Sam and others dug up at the Fist of the First Men, and Sam stuffed them into Jon's hands before he left.

Whoa, whoa!
The effect of using obsidian weapons against ghouls is completely different. As long as they are chopped or stabbed, these ghouls will immediately turn into piles of dry bones or rotten corpses that have lost power.

With an effective attack method, Jon and Mance led the soldiers under their command to temporarily stabilize the defense line at the gate.

However, as time goes by.Freedom soldiers or night watchmen were constantly killed by ghouls by mistake.

"Jon, the rest of the people can't get in. Let's retreat!"

After knocking down a wight with the weapon in his hand, Mance quickly glanced around and shouted at Jon.

"Well, withdraw, withdraw!"

Jon, who had gradually grown up, knew that Mance's judgment was correct. He gritted his teeth and nodded in reply, and then he and Mance led the rest of the soldiers back towards the gate.

what! ! !
After they retreated, the rest of the patients and those with disabilities immediately became the targets of the ghouls and were torn to pieces amid the screams.

But also thanks to their attracting targets, Jon and Mance led the remaining soldiers to retreat into Hardwood smoothly.

Bang!
After seeing Jon and others enter, Jory immediately ordered the soldiers of Winterfell to close the gate and put down the thick bolt.

Whoo, whoo, whoo!
After the gate of Niantun Tun was closed, ghouls kept hitting the wooden wall and gate outside, making very loud crashing sounds.

"The solid wooden wall is shaking!"

"Ah! The latch of the gate is loose too!"

"I can't guard against those dead people! What should I do?"

"Hey, we are waiting to die when we run back!"

Looking at the wooden walls and gate latches that were shaking due to the constant impact, the free folk in Hard Tun let out desperate cries.

Both Jon and Mance looked at the swaying wooden wall with pale faces. If the wooden wall really couldn't stop the army of ghouls, they really couldn't think of any other way except to fight to the death.

"Ah! Look, it's a boat. It's a big boat!"

"Really! There are a lot of them!"

"Woo, it's saved!"

"Help, save us!"

Suddenly, there were shouts of surprise from among the free folk near the Shivering Sea Bay.

After hearing these shouts, Jon and Mance followed the others to look in the direction of Shivering Sea Bay.

I saw that at the deep-water harbor in the bay, large paddle warships flying the banner of 'purple grapes on a blue background' were rapidly heading towards Difficult Tun.

At the head is a magnificent and majestic three-masted oar warship with three huge wine-red sails and blades painted gold and white.

"This is, the Redwyne fleet? Robb must have sent them!
Haha, great!Everyone is saved! "

Jon, who studied family coat of arms with Robb and other brothers since he was a child, recognized the family coat of arms of the fleet flag at a glance.He roared with excitement.

"It's impossible for everyone to be rescued!
These ships are too big, so they can only dock in the deep water ahead, and then rely on small paddle boats to transport free people back and forth on board.

With so many of us, it would take at least half a day even in normal times.

And now, what we are short of is time! "

Mance beside Jon shook his head when he heard the words, looked at the increasingly shaking wooden wall behind him, and said with regret.

"How could it be! The boat is right in front of us, but it can't save everyone!"

Hearing Mance's words, Jon seemed to be shocked, and muttered to himself in a daze.

Whoo, whoo!
Suddenly, two streams of white ice mist rough washed by the water tanks shot out from the largest warship, and then spread extremely quickly in the bay of Hardtown.

Click, click!
A thick layer of ice crystals began to condense along with the white ice fog, and in an instant, the sea surface of the Tuntun Bay, where the waves were relatively calm, was completely frozen.

Ouch!
Crack, crack!
The sound of a huge object smashing onto the ice came from the bay, and then accompanied by the sound of trampling on the ice, a huge figure stepped out of the ice fog that had not yet dissipated.

"The sea is frozen, this is a giant, giant wolf!"

"God! This is the god who came to save us!"

"Thank God!"

Seeing Robb riding Bloodwind come out of the ice fog on the sea surface, the free folk in the river bay began to kneel down in large numbers, worshiping him silently.

It is true that the free people will not kneel down to anyone, but they have various beliefs and customs, and they will still worship the gods.

Robb didn't talk to the group of savages, but let Bloodwind come directly to Jon after looking around the environment in Difficult Town, and said to him with a smile in a gentle tone:

"Jon, it's hard work! Take them out of the frozen sea!
I will take over the next battle! "

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