Game of Thrones: Holy Sword of Light

Chapter 25 The Others Can't Talk
The cold wind is like a knife, and the north wind is like snow.

As far as the eye can see, there is boundless snow and ice. Hundreds of giants, led by hundreds of mammoths, are walking towards a valley between Frostfang and Thenn.

There are several large rivers here, and in the long summer the river valleys are lush with a variety of flora and fauna.

Now, it's all snow and ice.

Somewhere in this valley is the roost of Brynden the Greenseer Three-Eyed Raven.

Mance Rayder sent 100 people, followed by Tormund the Giant Killer, to follow Jon's call to come to Frostfang to rescue the Prophet Three-Eyed Raven.

In the middle of the team, Jon was riding on the white wolf. His eyes were pure white, and his whole body was emitting a faint white light.

"The environment here is getting worse and worse. Northern bears, direwolves, and direfield foxes are all in a difficult situation. The reindeer under the ice and snow has very little moss. The reindeer and icefield blue sheep are almost extinct. Icefield rabbits and icefield rats are very difficult. survived..."

Jon slowly came back to his senses. He had just used his green vision to see a lot with the eyes of birds, direwolves and foxes...

The harsh environment not only affects the savages outside the Great Wall, but also the animals. Some wolves have started to eat their own cubs because they can't catch food, and the northern bears no longer reproduce. They used to be able to survive in rivers and forests. No matter how hard I tried to find food, I have found nothing for many days now, and I am so hungry and skinny...

There are more than a dozen direwolf populations around here, the number is thousands, the most direwolf population has more than 100, and the few are more than a dozen. They are all migrating to the warmer south.

There are also hundreds of northern bears, which are similar to the polar bears in the previous life, with a huge body and fierce fighting power.

Of course, Jon would not let go of these resources. Using the power of the druids, he let the wolves and bears approach the team, hung them with food, and then used the power of the druids to bring them back to Guangming Island by boat.

Food is not a problem. The giants are strong men per capita, and the mammoth is also a perfect load laborer. The fuel consumption per [-] kilometers is ten catties of rye. Without rye, horse grass such as alfalfa will do.

The best thing is salt, as long as you have a little salt in your hand, both giants and mammoths will lick like dogs...

Jon likes these free labor very much, and it is very convenient to communicate with them. Jon only needs to give an order in the mind of the king of giants, Margo, and the other giants will follow.

Today, the sea salt production of Guangming Island is already very impressive. Not to mention supplying hundreds of giants and hundreds of mammoths, it will not be a problem to release production capacity to supply the entire seven countries.

As for rye and oats?
Hehe, the thousand-year-old bird droppings on Guangming Island can be as high as a person. Most of the pre-construction work of Jon's Bright Fort was shoveling shit...

There are fertilizers, simple greenhouses, rye and oats, and the yield of potatoes has been qualitatively changed.

Jon even experimented with the dragon crystal magic circle with obsidian dragon crystal based on the magic inheritance of the Green Prophet Three-Eyed Raven and some alchemist knowledge he got from Bachelor Qyburn, and it turned out that it did have some effect.

Dragonglass, which is rich in fire elements, can play a role in warming the ground... It also makes Jon dumbfounded. No wonder there is no grass on Dragonstone Island, and the fire element is too abundant, which of course will affect the natural environment.

Therefore, at this time, behind the free people led by Tormund, there are hundreds of direwolves and hundreds of northern bears, as well as various other wild animals, and the number is gradually increasing...

"It is hopeful to form a wolf team!"

"The Stark family has more than 2000 cavalry. As the lord of Guangming Island, it's not too much for the entire wolf regiment to have hundreds of wolf cavalry!?"

Jon has long been preparing to form a wolf group on Guangming Island. Now it seems that not only the wolf group can be formed, but also the bear group. However, the bear group always reminds him of the polar bear group that was wiped out by the flower planters in his previous life. So this idea is still abandoned.

"Our Guangming Island finally has the aura of a prince!"

Joy was rarely seen on Jon's face, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The trip beyond the Great Wall was not optimistic during this period. Although Mance Rayde surrendered, there are still nearly 17 wildlings outside the Great Wall who have not been subdued.

There are not only the seven ancient clans outside the Great Wall, but also sixty or seventy other tribes. They have plundered each other for thousands of years because of the harsh natural environment in the northern border. Many of them are feuds...

Most of the wildlings outside the Great Wall who refused to be recruited by Jon believed in the old gods, and some of them also believed in the existence of walrus people who believed in the cold god. At first, Jon suspected that the three-eyed crow, the green three-eyed crow, was deliberately messing with himself. I just found out that it was wrong...

The cold god is also one of the old gods.

The free folk savages outside the Great Wall have long known the existence of the ghosts, and they will sacrifice their young sons to the ghosts in order to obtain the protection of the ghosts.

Jon slapped himself hard, it was the Three-Eyed Crow who was tripping him up, it was Hanshen who noticed his intention...

"I'm careless, I almost forgot who is the big daddy..."

He almost forgot Craster's Castle, the descendant of the Night's Watch and the wildlings who lived outside the Wall with his eighteen daughters, and he kept this traditional belief, sacrificing babies to the White Walkers.

He is later killed by several Night's Watch, his daughter and Sam Tully flee...

That place is already very close to the Great Wall, not to mention the farther beyond the Great Wall! ?
"My lord, where are we going!?"

As the little prince of the Thenn people, Saigon can be regarded as a native of the area. Thenn and Frostfang are very close. He used to hunt with his father when he was young, so he is very familiar with this place.

In addition to him, there are a hundred fighters from the Bright Regiment. Ayton, Fina and others are in the former Difficult Village, and now the "Bright Hope" coordinates the boats to transport the free folk savages who have defected.

"Guangmingwang", as the name suggests, is a place where you can see the light. Now it is also the logistics base of Guangming Island outside the Great Wall, and the transfer base for personnel and materials.

"It's very close, but I feel some evil breath here, it's the strange ghost..."

Jon whispered.

Jon wasn't talking nonsense, because he did feel a strange energy, which was very different from natural forces, full of dead silence and cold, and would assimilate all different energies.

Cold God! ?
Saigon paused when he heard the words, he hesitated and said: "My lord, in fact, the Magnars of Thenn have always known the existence of the White Walkers. We call them the White Walkers. They have pure white skin and a magnificent blue color. Deep-colored eyes..."

"For thousands of years, we free people have always had the tradition of offering sacrifices..."

Jon nodded slightly.

He knew it a long time ago, after all, he has the perspective of an omniscient reader, but what he didn't expect was that the free people outside the Great Wall actually believed in the God of Cold, and believed deeply.

The Lord of Light R'hllor, the God of Cold, and the Green Prophet are all old gods. The King of Light has a wide range of believers across the ocean, and the Green Prophet was originally the god of the children of the forest, and the God of Cold is the god of eternal winter.

If it looks like this, the Green Prophet is a "god", then the cold god, R'hllor, the king of light, is undoubtedly a god of the same type, or a "half god"?
Jon narrowed his eyes and said: "The dead are not scary. Although the White Walkers are terrifying, they are not without weaknesses. Our real crisis is that some people don't have much time left for Guangming Island..."

Before the White Walkers invaded, Guangming Island had to become the strongest force in the Northern Territory, or the strongest force in the Seven Kingdoms, in order to have a chance to win the White Walkers War, otherwise it would be empty talk.

But Jon is not without a way out, Seal Bay is a sea that is not frozen all year round, and he can hide on Guangming Island when the time comes...

Saigon was surprised: "My lord, isn't the white ghost scary!?"

Although the ancestors have not seen the ghosts for thousands of years, and many people have only heard of the existence of the ghosts through the ears of the old people, but it is undoubtedly a terrible thing.

Jon whispered, "Dead men know no tricks, Sagon..."

"The dead can't speak..."

"But living people can... The mouths of living people are sometimes more terrifying than white ghosts."

"We have to hurry up..."

……

The Seven Kingdoms has no secrets.

There is nothing in Westeros that can escape the eyes of the little birds.

King's Landing.

Varys is tall and strong. Although he is an eunuch, he is very strong. He is the king's intelligence minister. He has many small birds to help him deliver various information.

Every day, the raven flies around the castles carrying true and false information.

And Varys will find some interesting news in this information.

His desk was very clean. He was sitting on his seat at the moment, his slender eyebrows were wrinkled, and he was looking at the information brought by the little birds recently.

Suddenly, a figure protruded from the door.

Littlefinger Baelish always had a treacherous smile on his lips. He leaned outside the door and stared at Varys for a while before knocking lightly on the door.

In fact, Varys had already noticed the appearance of Littlefinger.

But he still showed a surprised expression: "Lord Baelish, what do you want?"

Baelish raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes flickering.

"Have any interesting news about your little bird?"

"Of course, life is so wonderful, every day is interesting, isn't it?"

The two of them were chatting with each other inside and out.

Littlefinger no longer circles around with Varys. Two smart people will lose a lot of fun talking, especially since they both call themselves hunters and like to find loopholes in their words, looking for a sense of existence that is crushed by IQ.

But talking to smart people is nothing like that.

"There is something that should interest you, Varys."

Littlefinger Baelish took out a scroll of parchment, handed it to Varys, winked at him mysteriously, and left.

Varys is known as the "Octospider", so he naturally has his advantages. He boasts that no one in the Seven Kingdoms can match his intelligence. At this moment, he picked up the parchment scroll with a confident smile on his face.

He opened it casually, and when he saw the previous sentence, he grinned.

"Guangming Island? Jon Wright? Hehe..."

But then, his smile froze.

Dragon eggs! ?
The owner of Guangming Island owns three dragon eggs, and is going to sell them to Illyrio, the governor of Pentos! ?
In fact, Varys and Illyrio have been conspiring, and this layout even involves Prince Doran of Dorne and the Iron Bank across the strait. Varys is an eunuch with some ideals, but his loyalty is very high. It's hard to say, the "beggar prince" Viserys and his sister who were guests in Pentos were arranged by him to go to Pentos...

Give Illyrio the dragon egg, this is a warning! ?There is still a conspiracy, or it is just a simple show of favor! ?
As an intelligence officer, Varys instantly sensed something unusual. He frowned, crumpled up the parchment, and muttered the name of the one that had a high rate of appearance recently.

"Jon Wright... who are you!?"

(End of this chapter)