Elden Gulong in American comics

"He prefers to eat live, but it's too far outside the city, and I didn't expect there to be sheep in a place like this."

Gu Long shrugged. He could probably think of what the sheep in these places were used for, but seeing that Black Dragon was enjoying the meal, he couldn't bear to tell the child the truth.

"When Xiao Hei fell, those women were frightened. One woman knelt at my feet and said that Lord Jorah was still here and asked me not to burn them to death."

As he spoke, Cologne turned to Jorah Mormont beside him. The other person stayed there, with sweat pouring from his back and his hands trembling. He wanted to tear off the sheepskin on his hands, but found that his hands and feet could not move.

At that moment, he even thought about his own way of death and wanted to kneel in front of Gu Long and pray for him to give him a whole corpse.

"It seems you have hidden a lot of secrets, Lord Jorah?..."

Gu Long's figure had a hint of joking, but he saw Jorah's body kneeling on the ground, facing Gu Long in a posture of surrender.

"Your Highness, I say, I will say anything!"

This bear-like man's voice became extremely urgent at this moment, even a bit sharp, like a eunuch, which made Gu Long feel a little funny.

Then, Jorah poured out his story like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

Speaking of which, this knight was also an unlucky man. In his second marriage, he married an extravagant and prodigal woman. His fiefdom was too small and he could not afford his wife's luxurious life.

So Jorah started working as a slave trader, and was eventually sentenced to death by the king for violating the laws of the Seven Kingdoms.

But Jorah was not willing to die, but fled to the king. In the end, he wandered all the way. His wife was gone, and he became a wandering knight. Finally, he was placed next to Daenerys as a spy.

"It's quite interesting."

While Gu Long listened, he watched the black dragon below eat three sheep. After being reborn, the child's appetite became surprisingly good, and he could only eat two or three sheep until he was eighty full.

However, Gu Long also knew that this state would not last long. The black dragon had just been reborn and his body needed energy.

As he spoke, Cologne unfolded the parchment in his hand. There was some news about Daenerys on it, but there was no mention of Cologne.

"Varys only asked me to report on the Queen's situation, but he didn't ask me to report on you."

As he spoke, Jorah blinked. He had long been attracted to Daenerys, but he also had a mission. This torn feeling made him breathless, but now he felt much more relaxed.

"Please behead me, I don't want to die in the fire."

Jorah knelt down, but Gu Long casually threw the parchment in front of him: "The writing is good, add my things, and then add a sentence."

"The White Walkers are moving south, and the Seven Kingdoms are about to perish."

Listening to Gu Long's words, Jorah froze there. His mouth opened and closed, and then he sighed: "I will add it, but they may not believe it."

During the eleven-year summer, the Seven Kingdoms had long forgotten the dangers of the past, and when winter came, they were not even prepared for it.

"It doesn't matter, at least I reminded you."

Gu Long shrugged, and then said: "But don't worry, Ge Fulei is a kind king, he will not kill people indiscriminately."

"It will just kill all the knights in the city."

……

At the same time, outside the Great Wall, a savage tribe welcomed a new visitor. The visitor was naked to the waist, wearing a crown on his head, and looked at the tribal leader in front of him.

"Surrender, or death?"

The tribal leader looked at the steaming Godfrey and the White Walkers behind him, and fell to his knees with a plop.

"Warrior who can conquer the White Walkers, please lead us to the south!"

Chapter 357: Savage

The savage tribe outside the wall is synonymous with evil and depravity in the eyes of the Seven Kingdoms.

In the eyes of the nobles living in the warm south of the Seven Kingdoms, the savages are a group of thieves and robbers who will cross the Great Wall at any time and head to the northern borders of the Seven Kingdoms to plunder.

As for the savages, they are content with their lives. These savages call themselves free people, and call the people of the Seven Kingdoms "the kneeling people."

They felt that the free life of plundering was a hundred times better than the life of the Seven Kingdoms.

But now, under the blade of the White Walkers, the freedom advocated by the free people became worthless. The leader knelt down in front of Godfrey, trembling all over and almost pressing his body to the ground.

This was not his intention, but facing such a burly and powerful king, his muscles were wailing and resisting, and finally he fell to the ground.

Godfrey looked at this weird scene and turned to the White Walker next to him impatiently:

"I only need one piece of clothing, why is it so troublesome?"

The ghost next to him looked calm: "Your Majesty, these savages are very slow-minded, and besides, you scared them a little."

After traveling in the wilderness for several days, Godfrey finally saw a human tribe, so he offered to exchange some clothes with the people in the tribe.

Although Godfrey is not afraid of wind and snow, as a human being, it is more comfortable to have some clothing to cover the body.

But soon, Godfrey discovered a problem. The people of this tribe did not know the language of the border area, which is commonly known as the common language of this world.

They used a rougher language called ancient language, which was completely incomprehensible to Godfrey.

So he could only let the White Walkers do the work for him and negotiate with humans.

Soon, these free people began to get busy, moving out the leather stored in the warehouse. The woman picked up the needle made of bone and began to compare the body shape of Godfrey and start tailoring the clothes.

Godfrey was sitting by the campfire, drinking the wine handed over by the leader. This scene reminded him of his past days as a mercenary, and he smiled unconsciously.

But in the eyes of the savages, this scene was no less than the collapse of a glacier, and the atmosphere even condensed for a moment.

"Who is this person?"

"He is the king of the White Walkers."

"But he's a human?"

Whispers like mosquitoes and flies resounded around him. The strange ghost accompanying Godfrey's expression moved slightly, and his hand was already on the sword.

"lay down."

Godfrey glanced at the strange ghost, who put away his sword obediently, then took a step back, with the guard beside Godfrey.

"what's your name?"

While drinking, Godfrey turned around and asked. The White Walker said a simple name without expression: "Brandon."

"Well, let's drink together and let others come in and sit too."

Godfrey said casually, but the White Walker named Brandon shook his head: "Your Majesty, we don't like fire, and we don't like the sun."

"That's really bad. It looks like I'm going to be alone the rest of the way."

Godfrey smiled, but Brandon continued: "But with your permission, let us hide in your shadow, maybe we can avoid the sun."

"This way, we can continue to accompany you."

At this moment, there was a deafening roar, and the ghost-like lion head on Godfrey's shoulder suddenly stretched out and bit Brandon.

"There is already a beast in my shadow."

"If you're not afraid of death, just come in."

In the roar of the lion, the entire tribe looked at the lion on Godfrey's shoulder. This strange beast had never been seen by the savages. They stared blankly at the lion lying on Godfrey's shoulder. , and then lowered his head.

"This is a shapeshifter."

"I've seen the Six-Shaped Man, but there's no way he could control such a beast."

A shapeshifter is a special kind of person who can connect with beasts and even project his soul into the beast's body.

This was one of the few witchcraft users that the savages had ever seen, so they recognized Godfrey as a shapechanger.

Whether it was the White Walker following Godfrey or the lion on the opponent's back, they all proved that he was a strong man, so strong that even the savages did not know how to describe it.

So, after drinking and eating, the savage tribe presented Godfrey with the clothing they had sewn more closely, a robe made of direwolf fur.

The clothes were very rough, but Ge Fulei didn't care. After putting them on casually, he asked casually:

"It seems like I should give them some reward."

But the White Walkers behind him shook their heads: "If you are willing, leaving their lives is the best reward."

"However, there is someone here who knows the way to the south. You can find one as a guide."

The White Walker named Brandon had a twinkle in his eye: "Or, you can take an entire tribe and go south."

"The king needs service."

Godfrey shrugged: "Then let's keep up, if they can keep up."

As he spoke, Godfrey moved his body. The direwolf's fur looked a little small on his body, but it carried a wild aura that made the savages look askance at him.

Brandon used the remaining leather to make a hooded cloak. He knelt down in front of Godfrey and offered the cloak.

"Your Majesty, please give me your blood so that we can walk under the sun."

Godfrey glanced at the White Walkers in front of him and said nothing. Instead, he turned to look at the lion prime minister Throthio behind him. The shadow beast roared low. Godfrey nodded and stretched out his hand.

Now he needs more power, facing the obstacles ahead, he needs an army.

So, dots of bright red blood dripped on the cloak, Brandon murmured to himself, ice-blue light wrapped around the cloak, and then formed a special pattern.

He put his cloak around him, then reached out and put his hand close to the flames.

Unlike in the past, the flames were no longer hot and would not burn his skin. He had retreated into the shadows. As long as he did not take off his cloak, the sun could not harm him.

"Thank you for your gift, Your Majesty."

Brandon saluted to Godfrey gracefully, a smile seemed to appear on his dead face, and then returned to his expressionless state.

Soon, Godfrey set off again towards the south, and this time he was followed by a tribe of wildlings and hundreds of adult White Walkers.

This force attracted the attention of all the savage tribes. Under the power of Ge Fulei, the journey south went smoothly. When they could see the towering Great Wall of Despair in the distance, there were already more than ten people under Ge Fulei's command. A tribe formed a savage army of nearly ten thousand people.

But he soon discovered that more savages were moving south, so Godfrey asked a savage leader heading south:

"What are you doing going south?"

The wildling leader's eyes glanced left and right at the White Walkers behind Godfrey, and then he said weakly:

"To hide from the White Walkers."

"But sir... I didn't expect you to come so quickly!"