The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Jon Snow was very calm; it wasn't the first time he had seen the legendary giants up close.

Last year, during the reign of Aegon V, Lord Mormont ordered an expedition. Jon Snow and Qhorin Halfhand, the captain of the Shadow Tower, served as scouts, leading the vanguard. After being relentlessly pursued by the wildlings and unable to escape, Qhorin Halfhand had Jon Snow kill him, offering his head as a surrender to the wildling king, Mance Rayder.

What Mance Rayder, the wildling king, wanted most was the head of a Night's Watch ranger, Qhorin Halfhand.

Mance Rayder accepted the head Jon Snow offered and gave Qhorin Halfhand a proper burial.

Qhorin Halfhand's right-hand fingers had been severed in a battle with the wildlings, so he switched to using his left hand to wield his sword, developing even more exquisite swordsmanship. He killed countless wildling warriors, making the wildling warriors famous and feared. The wildlings regarded Qhorin Halfhand as the greatest threat. After Jon Snow offered Qhorin Halfhand's head, he was indeed taken in by Mance Rayder.

Mance Rayder did not trust Jon Snow. He had a conversation with Jon Snow filled with murderous intent. Jon Snow remembered what Qhorin Halfhand had told him, passed the dangerous situation, and gained Mance Rayder's temporary trust.

Beforehand, Qhorin Halfhand had told Jon Snow the secret of the wildling king.

Mance Rayder himself was a member of the Night's Watch. He was a wildling abandoned infant found by the Night's Watch while patrolling in the Haunted Forest. He was brought to the Wall and raised, and naturally became the most outstanding ranger in the Night's Watch.

Mance Rayder and Qhorin Halfhand were brothers of the Night's Watch stationed together at the Shadow Tower. The two had trained together, became the twelve brave warriors of the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, and were sent to the Shadow Tower as captain and vice-captain to fight against the wildlings.

Once, while Mance Rayder and Qhorin Halfhand were on patrol, Mance Rayder was separated from the group and encountered a shadowcat. By the time his brothers heard the sound and arrived to kill the shadowcat, Mance Rayder had been seriously injured and needed immediate treatment to save his life. The Night's Watch brothers were unable to bring Mance Rayder back to the Wall in a short time. Under duress, Qhorin Halfhand decided to leave Mance Rayder in a wildling village, paying iron, salt, and fur to the village witch, asking her to heal Mance Rayder.

After Qhorin Halfhand led his brothers away, Mance Rayder received careful care from the wildlings. The witch who took care of him treated Mance Rayder's injuries. Seeing Mance Rayder's black cloak torn by the shadowcat, she used her only red silk to mend the black cloak. The red silk came from the westernmost frozen coast. The wildlings picked it up on the beach. It was estimated that it was caused by a shipwreck. The seawater washed a red silk from across the Narrow Sea to the coast.

Three months later, Mance Rayder recovered. He had a new understanding of the wildlings and believed that they were kind, friendly, and peaceful, no different from the kind people in the south. Most wildlings were not as heinous, brutal, and cruel as the people in the south said.

Mance Rayder returned to Castle Black. The Lord Commander of the Night's Watch gave him a new Night's Watch cloak, but Mance Rayder refused. He insisted on wearing the old cloak with the red silk patch, but this violated the Night's Watch rules. The Night's Watch cloak was only allowed to be black, and could not have any other color.

The Lord Commander forced Mance Rayder to take off the red silk cloak and put on a new cloak under military orders, but Mance Rayder would rather die than obey. Therefore, the contradiction was irreconcilable. Before being captured by the Night's Watch brothers, Mance Rayder fled the Wall, entered the Haunted Forest, and joined the wildling team. More than ten years passed, Mance Rayder returned to the Wall again, but with all the wildling coalition forces and a team of three hundred giants.

Jon Snow learned about the story of the wildling king Mance Rayder from Qhorin Halfhand. He answered cautiously, using the ridicule, discrimination, humiliation, and trampling he suffered as a bastard as the reason for rebelling against the Night's Watch. He joined the wildlings, like Mance Rayder: for true freedom!

When Mance Rayder attacked the Wall for the first time with Jon Snow, he was suddenly attacked by two thousand soldiers from Dragonstone under Princess Shireen, and fled in defeat. Jon Snow safely returned to the Night's Watch in the melee, following the last wishes of Lord Commander Jeor Mormont of the Night's Watch. After a public vote by the Night's Watch, Jon was elected as the new Lord Commander of the Night's Watch.

Jon Snow, who had lived with the wildlings for a long time, knew a lot about the wildlings' combat methods. When the tunnel door was knocked open by the giant, all the Night's Watch members paled in the face of the real giant, but Jon Snow was fearless.

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Jon looked up at the giant at the tunnel entrance, his breathing rapid and covered in hot sweat.

"Hold on!" Jon Snow shouted.

Behind Jon were the elite rangers, more than a hundred long swords, all led by him.

"Attack his legs!" Jon Snow felt the heat rush to his head.

He found himself rushing forward, raising his long sword!

The giant's reaction was a little slow, which was expected by Jon. He knew the giant's weaknesses: slow movement, poor eyesight, and mainly relying on the sense of smell of the nose to judge the threats around him. The giants' eyes were almost invisible, sunken in their big faces, with thick hair on their heads and huge noses, and their sense of smell was as sensitive as hounds.

The Night's Watch brothers who saw the giants for the first time were all afraid, but Jon was no longer afraid of the giants.

The mammoth's nose curled towards Jon Snow, and Jon dodged nimbly. The mammoth let out a threatening hiss: Ang!

The giant's nostrils flared, as if sniffing something in the air, but this was only for a blink of an eye. The giant's wooden club was raised and swept towards Jon.

Jon rolled to the ground, forward, and pierced the giant's calf with a sword.

The giant was in great pain and roared: Roar! Driving the mammoth into the cave, the big wooden club swept down randomly.

Jon rolled over again, avoiding the big wooden club. The wooden club swept across the ground, bringing up a piece of ice.

More than a dozen swords rushed over together, surrounding the giant and the mammoth and stabbing.

The cave suddenly became crowded!

The giant was hit by several swords. The experienced rangers realized that the giant's movements were slow, and the mammoth's turning was not flexible, and it could not be compared with well-trained war horses. The giant was slow in flashing and moving.

"His eyes are nearsighted, and he mainly relies on the sense of smell of his nostrils," Jon shouted.

The giant roared angrily. It was inconvenient for him to move on the mammoth, and the wooden club was difficult to sweep horizontally. The enemy was too small, rolling and jumping on the ground. It would be more appropriate to come down to the ground to sweep the ants.

The giant jumped off the mammoth fiercely, but his body swayed, his footing was unstable, and he was about to fall down at any time. His huge body needed the support of his legs, but his legs had been pierced in two places by Jon. The giant roared, and the big wooden club circled close to the ground. Several rangers could not dodge and were hit by the big wooden club, hitting the cave wall like bullets, their brains burst and they died immediately.

Foot combat is more practical than riding on a mammoth.

"Retreat, six swords are enough, and the rest keep their distance!" Jon shouted.

If there are too many people, crowding together is not conducive.

The Night's Watch rangers retreated.

Jon rolled in close to the ground, and the Valyrian steel sword pierced into the giant's big thigh from the side, several swords in a row, extremely fast. The wooden club in the giant's hand swept towards Jon, and Jon dodged lightly.

The giant could no longer stand, and fell down with a bang! His chest rose and fell, panting heavily, and blood gushing from his legs. His mount, the mammoth, was anxious to protect its master, turned around to attack Jon, with a loud bang, the mammoth hit the ice wall, its head was bloody, and the ice chips were flying. Jon Snow was brushed by the side of his body, and an unmatched force knocked Jon away. He flew out of the tunnel entrance with a bang.

When he got up, several axes and spears were aimed at his head, chest, back, abdomen, and ribs.

The wildlings attacked, and the wildlings covered in various furs poured into the tunnel. The clanging sound of swords and swords colliding sounded densely in the tunnel, interspersed with the roar of giants from time to time. Giants are not terrible. As long as you stab the giant's calf in close combat, he will not be able to stand. It's just that it requires an open terrain to facilitate dodging and maneuvering to win against the giant with flexibility.

An axe roared and slashed at Jon's head. With a loud bang, a long sword stretched out to separate the axe. Sparks flew, and the roars of two people sounded at the same time.

"Rattleshirt, stop!" It was Mance Rayder's majestic voice.

"Let me kill the traitor," Rattleshirt's furious voice.

"Don't move him!" A female voice sounded. It was the red-haired Ygritte. When Jon lived in the wildling army, the wildling woman Ygritte fell in love with him and was his cohabiting girlfriend.

Ygritte has red hair, and red hair is regarded as auspicious and lucky among the wildlings. She is a child kissed by God. She has many suitors, but she fell in love with Jon. In a cave, one night, she took off her clothes and got into Jon Snow's bed... Then, everything that should have happened happened...

"He is a traitor." Rattleshirt, who was decorated with skull bones, widened his eyes.

"We need him to negotiate with the Night's Watch. Behind us are the Others, and in front of us is the Wall. We need him to cross the Wall. He is already the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch." Mance Rayder pressed Rattleshirt's shoulder and said earnestly.

Mance Rayder knew everything about the Night's Watch. He grew up in the Night's Watch team himself.

Suddenly, screams rang out. Overhead, another round of fire oil barrels and stone bullets rained down...

Mance Rayder pushed Jon Snow into the tunnel: "Jon, please order the Night's Watch to stop attacking, we need to get in."

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Look outside. Inside the Haunted Forest, there are Others everywhere. We are not Others, we are humans," Mance Rayder said in a deep voice.

Beside him were the wildling warriors who rushed over. They still had to break through the three gate doors of the tunnel.

"Jon, open the door. The Night's Watch needs us to fight against the Others together," Ygritte said.

Inside the tunnel, there were screams from both sides.

"Go outside and see, traitor, there are wights everywhere. When we die outside, we will also become wights and then attack the Wall," Rattleshirt roared viciously.

"I have always been a member of the Night's Watch, and I have never betrayed," Jon said coldly.

"Either, we both lose, and the Others take advantage of the situation to kill us all; or, the Night's Watch opens the door, gives us a place, and forms an alliance with us to fight against the Others," Mance Rayder said in a deep voice, "Lord Commander Jon, we are all humans, and now the real enemy is on the edge of the Haunted Forest. Our destiny has been tied together because of the Others. You make a choice, is it a civil war or a united front against the Others?"

The red-haired Ygritte pulled open her short bow, her arrow aimed at Jon, her eyes fierce.

Mance knew that Jon was the Lord Commander, and Jon understood that Mance had his own spies in the Night's Watch on the Wall. Mance still had many good brothers who were still the best of the Night's Watch rangers.

Jon looked outside. On the edge of the Haunted Forest, an Other riding on horseback appeared. The Other with a face full of frost held an ice spear in his hand, and a pair of azure blue eyes emitted blue light. Soon, as if in the blink of an eye, countless wights appeared, dragging their slow steps. It was a black wall of people.

"Mance, order your people to enter the cave as soon as possible, we will seal the exit of this tunnel!" Jon said.

Mance Rayder said in a deep voice: "Rattleshirt, you are responsible for telling everyone to enter the cave quickly."

"Yes, my king!"

The red-haired Ygritte's frosty eyes suddenly warmed, the bow and arrow in her hand was put down, and a look of surprise and joy appeared on her face: "Mance, I said that Jon is a good person and will let us pass!"

Jon's heart was filled with guilt towards Ygritte. In the wildling tribe, he had received Ygritte's protection several times. Many wildling warriors wanted to kill him, but they were all stopped by Ygritte. For him, Ygritte also personally killed a wildling warrior.

"Mance, come with me, we need both sides to stop fighting."

The order was quickly passed down, and the dense sound of swords and swords colliding and screams gradually subsided, and finally calmed down quickly.

Overhead, the fire oil barrels and stone bullets also stopped!

The wildlings poured into the tunnel entrance one after another, like a gray tide!

On the edge of the Haunted Forest, a row of more Others on horseback appeared, and countless wights were behind them, densely packed, and the edge could not be seen at a glance. I don't know how many thousands, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands!

*

The Hound woke up, his head throbbing violently. He reached out and touched it, and it was all blood.

He wanted to sit up, but he felt dizzy. There was a creaking sound in his ears, which was the painful sound of the black iron cage.

The Hound was descending in the black iron cage, accompanied by Thoros of Myr, the red priest who came to the Wall with him.

"Who hit me?" The Hound shouted, "I'm going to twist off his head."

"Don't yell, I'm sending you to the Citadel," Thoros said coldly, with a look of exhaustion.

"Is the war over?"

"Lord Commander Jon ordered the wildlings to be let into the gate."

"Oh, that kid is a good man like Lord Eddard. The Starks are not bad, what about the Others?"

"The Others are on the edge of the Haunted Forest, and the dark wight team is of unknown length, and you can't see the end along the edge of the Haunted Forest."

"They didn't attack?"

Bang!

A loud noise interrupted the Hound's question. The black iron cage reached the bottom, and the vibration made the Hound's face twist severely.

"Get up, can you go to the Citadel yourself?" Thoros said indifferently.

"Of course I can, do I need you to help me!" The Hound stood up, his body swaying, "If I didn't drink, I wouldn't be attacked. Who smashed my head? He will have a good time this time! Damn it, I will cut off the goat's roots and stuff them into his throat."

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