[A Song of Ice and Fire] Roga

"When I was a child, I heard that a long summer would be followed by an even longer winter. This summer has been nine years, you two, and will soon enter its tenth year. Think about it Whatever it means." Xiong Lao said.

Roja has always been a good listener.

Tyrion replied, "And when I was a child, my nanny told me that if one day people could live in harmony and be kind, then the gods would let the summer never end. Maybe we behaved better than we expected." Zhonghao, and the legendary Yongxia has come." He giggled.

The commander-in-chief of the Night Watch Legion had a serious face, "My lord, you will not be so stupid as to believe such a thing. The days are gradually shortening. The letter from the Academy coincides with Aemon's deduction, and there is no doubt that the end of summer is over." fact." Mormont reached out and took Tyrion tightly. "You must teach them the seriousness of the situation. I tell you, my lord, the darkest ages are coming. The forests are haunted by monsters of all kinds. There are direwolves, mammoths, and snow bears as big as bison. I still dream I've seen scarier things."

Luo Jia drank the wine in the glass and was a little drunk.The more frightening thing Xiong Lao dreamed... is it the ghosts? According to legend, more than 8000 years ago, the ghosts led an army of ghouls southward to slaughter humans. They swept across villages, cities and kingdoms, killing every human being they met, including old people. The young women and children were later driven back to the Land of Eternal Winter, north of the Great Wall, by humans and the Children of the Forest.

And now, the "last hero" in the legend of the northerners is gone. Maybe a new hero will be found, and then they will find the children of the forest for help. What weapons do they use? "ambassador of light"?No, that's the legend of Asshai. The children of the forest use dragon crystals. What is dragon crystals made of?Dragons are extinct, is there still dragonglass? ... Rogar tapped his head, his ears were buzzing, and the conversation between Tyrion and the old bear became blurred.

Until Tyrion got up and said he was going back to sleep, and thanked the Lord Commander for his hospitality.Roja also stood up.

The cold air hit outside the door, and most of the wine was sober.

The nephew and uncle walked across the courtyard to the room in the king's tower.

"Go up and see?" said Tyrion suddenly.

"Okay." Luo Jia nodded excitedly.

On the south side of the wall was a staircase of rough wooden beams, sunk deep in the ice and frozen firmly.The long staircase twists and turns, like a bolt of lightning, winding up the city wall.Brother Black Shirt assured that this staircase is much stronger than it looks.

There was an iron cage for transporting supplies by the well. Roja saw his uncle climb into it, and followed him. Then his uncle pulled the rope with the summon bell at the end three times.During the long wait, Luo Jia began to hesitate whether to go down, the iron cage shook violently, and began to rise.

Tyrion waited for the cage to stop shaking before he opened the gate, jumped to the icy ground, and turned to help Rogar down.A tall, burly man in black was leaning on the winch, while another held the cage in gloves.They wrap their faces in woolen scarves so only the eyes are visible.It looked rather corpulent with layers of black wool and leather.

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?" asked the man standing by the winch.

"One last look," said Tyrion.

The two looked at each other helplessly. "It's up to you how you like it." The other person said, "As long as you don't fall off, otherwise, Old Xiong will have to skin us both."

The Great Wall is wider than the King's Road, so there is no need to worry about slipping and falling, but the surface is indeed too slippery.Frustrated, Luo Jia and his uncle supported each other, almost moving away.

The wind roared in the ears, the gravel creaked under the feet, and the Great Wall snaked along the hills in front, gradually rising, and finally disappeared into the western horizon.

From the other end of the trebuchet came an unclear interrogation: "Who is it? Don't move!"

Tyrion stopped. "Jon, I'll freeze to death here if I don't move," he said, as a furry white figure stalked toward him, sniffing at his furs. "Hello, Ghost."

Rogar held Tyrion's arm with one hand, and reached out to stroke Ghost's fur with the other.It's so cold here that he wants to grow such hair.

Jon told Rogar: "Your Highness, you can touch him when I am present, but you cannot touch him if I am not. Otherwise he will bite you."

Rogar smiled with difficulty: "I see." Then he said, "Jon, it's really amazing that you chose to come here."

Jon looked at his face, making sure he wasn't being sarcastic, and smiled wryly: "It feels good to have a bunch of brothers here. Besides, they're all here, I don't want to be sealed in the ice wall."

"What are you doing here tonight?" Tyrion asked.

"I've drawn the night watch," said Jon, "and it's not the first time. Good Ser Alliser asked the Warden to 'take care' of me. He probably thought I'd be fine if he kept me up all night." Dozed off during morning practice. But I've let him down so far."

He turned to look north. "I have a mile of the Great Wall to patrol, let's walk together?"

So they walked together, and Bai Ling followed Jon like a white shadow.

The iron trees, sentinel trees, and oak trees within half a mile north of the Great Wall were cut down by the Night Watchmen hundreds of years ago to create an open space. come to attack.

Even so, the forest was not far from them.Standing here, one could see the dark trees covering the edge of the clearing. Before Roga's eyes, there were white shadows passing through the forest, holding ice blades and some riding ice spiders.He opened his eyes wide, and the hallucination disappeared.In front of him is still the ancient intertwined knots that even the moonlight cannot penetrate, and it is even more impossible to see any white shadows shuttling.Rangers say the trees there grow so tall they look brooding and loathe the living.The Night's Watch calls it the Haunted Forest.

"My uncle is over there." Jon Snow leaned on a spear, looked into the endless darkness, and said softly. "The first night they sent me up, I thought Uncle Bunyan would be back that night, and I'd be the first to see him, and sound the horn. Only he didn't come back that night, never did, and I They're all waiting for him."

"Give him more time," said Tyrion.

A howl of wolves came from the far northern border, followed by wolves one by one joining in the long howl.Bai Ling tilted his head to listen. "If he doesn't come back," Jon Snow assured them. "I'll go find him with Ghost." He put his hand on the direwolf's head.