A certain sword soul's infinite journey

Chapter 55 The Savior
In order to resist the severe cold here, they wore more than two pieces of underwear, a layer of cotton jacket, a layer of iron mail, a large coat, and a thick cloak.

But when the sound of the horn sounded one after another on the Fist of the First Men, even such warm clothes could not stop the coldness that pierced into the heart.

One is from our own people, two is from savages, and three is from aliens...

Stranger...

Everyone fell into an ice cave, as if a childhood nightmare walked into reality from a nightmare.

"Tell me it's not true..."

Grant murmured.

Eddie was the first to react. He drew out his long sword and roared angrily.

"Hurry back to Ring Castle!"

Everyone suddenly came to their senses and ran towards the way they came.

Samwell wanted to run too, but his feet couldn't move.

When fear and panic filled the heart, no one had time to pay attention to other people, and poor Sam was left in this ice and snow.

"No...wait for me...don't leave me..."

Fear pierced through his heart like a sword, and Sam felt suffocated.

Finally, under the urging of fear, Samwell raised his frozen feet and ran towards the small hill beside him - when he was picking up excrement just now, he noticed a small cave there.

……

When the wind and snow hit, the Fist of the First Men seemed to be covered with a bitingly cold white mist, and it was impossible to see anything three meters away.

But no matter what, it is impossible for the night watchman to be caught without a fight.

"Nock the arrow!"

On the stone walls of the Fist of the First Men, a ranger named Bane shouted.

People in the Shadow Tower raised their bows one after another, and dozens of arrows hit the bowstring silently.

"Pull the bow... don't panic, wait for my order."

Bane behaved very calmly, and this calmness undoubtedly affected all the soldiers on the stone wall.

Eddie held the sword and looked around.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly remembered that Sam didn't seem to be able to keep up.

"I should remember..."

Eddie was full of remorse, but the danger in the white mist ahead made him reluctant to continue to regret.

The bowstring was drawn to the shoulders, and everyone waited silently for Bane's command.

But they couldn't see anything clearly, they could only vaguely see black figures climbing up the slope of the Fist of the First Men.

Getting closer... getting closer...

"put!"

With Bane's order, two rows of feathered arrows flew up in an instant, piercing into the bodies of those black shadows along an arc.

But...it doesn't help at all.

Eddie opened his eyes wide, staring in disbelief at the still slowly crawling black shadows below.

"They're not stopping! They're still moving!"

"They...they're coming up soon!"

Many people were afraid and took a step back involuntarily.

……

On the other side, in the cave in the Ghost Forest.

The Green Prophet is controlling the crow, guiding Lin Yi to meet him here.

But at this moment, one of his eyes noticed the condition of the Fist of the First Men, which was an eagle soaring in the sky.

Looking at the ghouls that swept up like locusts on the Fist of the First Men, the Green Prophet frowned.

His incomprehensible perspective kept switching, looking at Lin Yi for a while, and Fist Peak for a while.

Finally, the Green Prophet made a decision.

The crow flying in front of Lin Yi suddenly slowed down.

"what happened again?"

Lin Yi frowned suddenly, but he stopped.

"quack!"

The crow flew around Lin Yi, and then flew in another direction.

"Temporary change of direction?"

Lin Yi looked at the changed direction of the crow in some confusion, but followed without the slightest thought.

"No, if I remember correctly, the Green Prophet should not have the ability to act independently, could it be..."

Lin Yi's eyes lit up.

Could it be... something big happened?
……

"Rocket!"

When fear spread in everyone's hearts, Commander Mormont suddenly roared out from behind on his horse.

"Fire them all! Give them a flame!"

Everyone's eyes lit up one after another, and the fear in their hearts slowly subsided.

That's right, even if the ghouls of Castle Black died from the flames, the corpses burned by the flames would not turn into ghouls!
This must work!
There was a pile of fire rising every few meters on the stone wall, and everyone lit the feather arrows in their hands one after another.

Commander Mormont didn't stop. He rode his horse and ran around the stone wall.

"Fire them all! Give them a fire!"

The snow is still there, the white mist is still there, and Commander Mormont can only spread his orders throughout the Ringfort like this.

"Sam! Where's Sam!"

roared Mormont, riding in the Ring Keep.

"Release the ravens soon!"

"Sam was out picking up feces and hasn't come back yet!"

shouted the Rangers nearby.

"Damn it!" Commander Mormont slammed the stone wall next to him fiercely, "He obviously only has this task..."

Then Lord Commander Mormont shouted.

"Don't care about him! Except for the cavalry, everyone lights up the torch and climbs the wall with me!"

……

"Pull the bow! Let it go!"

On the stone wall, Ben gave an order, and dozens of rockets flashed bright flames in midair.

This time, the black shadow hit by the arrow instantly turned into a flame, dancing on the snow-covered hillside.

"Burn it! Burn them!"

The archer on the stone wall laughed, venting his inner fear with laughter.

There are just too many shadows.

Even if a group of people die, more shadows will be added.

Ben's nerves tensed, but all he could do was yell again.

"Nock the arrow!"

……

Beside the fire in the big camp, war horses snorted uncomfortably, and each knight held a flaming torch in his hand.

Their role is to wait to charge those monsters who break through the stone wall, and surprise them with the torch in their hands.

Only a fool would send his precious cavalry to die at the forefront.

Finally, facing the overwhelming ghouls, all the arrows were exhausted.

But the number of ghouls under the wall did not decrease at all. The archers abandoned their bows and drew their swords one after another, waiting for the first ghoul to climb up the stone wall.

It was a savage wearing tattered fur, and the moment he came up, the waiting night watchman ruthlessly plunged his spear into its heart.

But it didn't work at all, the ghoul continued to growl and leap forward, the spear pierced through its chest without hindrance, allowing its palm to pinch the night watchman's neck.

"what!!!"

The screams sounded one after another.

"Fire! Use fire! Spears and swords will do nothing against them!"

Ben yelled.

The soldiers near the fire took out burning logs one after another, and greeted the ghoul's face fiercely.

In the cold and thick white mist, the fierce melee on the wall began.

At this moment, several crows' strange cries suddenly sounded, which were instantly drowned out by the whistling sound of the strong wind.

"Seven layers of hell! What is that?"

Someone looked down at the hillside and shouted.

Ben kicked a wildling ghoul off the stone wall, and looked at the foot of the Fist of the First Men.

"……That is?"

Ben looked down and opened his eyes wide.

At the foot of the mountain, a faint blue light was rushing towards the peak at an extremely fast speed, and all the black shadows seemed to give way one after another wherever it passed along the way.

...White Walkers?
Just as the name flashed in Bane's mind, the blue light was already close at hand.

"Oh!"

After a loud noise, cracks like spider webs suddenly appeared on the stone wall that had gone through thousands of years of wind and snow, and the well-dressed man shrouded in blue light landed precisely in front of Ben.

The great sword swung across a powerful and heavy arc, and all the strange ghosts on the wall were sent flying. For a moment, a large blank space appeared on the stone wall.

It's not a strange ghost? !
Ben stared wide-eyed at the handsome foreigner in front of him, barely standing while leaning on the stone wall.

"Huh, finally caught up!"

Lin Yi turned around holding the sword, looked past Ben to the night watchman in the camp, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, most of them are still alive."

Although the guy in front of him is not a different ghost...but he is not very human either!
"who are you?"

Ben couldn't help but ask aloud.

"Your savior!"

Lin Yi laughed loudly and lifted the [King Slayer] in his hand, turned around and calmly met the tide of corpses roaring like locusts.

(End of this chapter)