Chapter 0695: The Secret of Jingle Shirt: The Return of the Three-Eyed Raven Bran

"That's the deal. Clanker replied in a low voice, "I made the deal with my own blood." I will provide her with blood for as long as she needs it. ”

"A deal with the wicked witch. ”

"No, a deal with the Lord of Light. ”

Varamir nodded: "My king, I like this deal. I'm curious, you're like a real jingle shirt, I don't see the slightest difference. Is this the power of the gods or the trick of witchcraft. ”

"I had a ruby sewn into my underwear pocket, the ruby that Melisandre wore on my throat. It changed my appearance. ”

"The power of gemstones?"

"I don't know, but it's certainly not the power of the Terrans. I'm Tinkerbell himself now. ”

Valamir looked at the Clank Bell again with a pair of small eyes, and he couldn't see any flaws. Valamir and Clank Shirt have fought and lived together for more than twenty years, and both are formidable opponents hated by the older generation of Night's Watch. Valamir was in a trance, and if it weren't for his snow eagle hiding in the night sky and seeing the secret, he wouldn't have recognized that this man wasn't actually a jingle shirt.

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Jingle Shirt, the king of bones among the freedmen. His armor is distinctive, it is made up entirely of bones, and he wears a pair of bone armor.

The bone armor is made up of loosely fastened bones that jingle when walking, hence the name jingle shirts. He had a broken giant's skull hanging from his back shoulder as a helmet, which he would wear during battle. Compared to the Savage King Mance Red, Clank Shirt is short in stature and has an ordinary appearance. The chin is knotted, the beard is short, the cheeks are flat and grayish, the eyes are a thin line, the eyebrows stretch across the forehead, and there are several tufts of thin black hair on the pointed baldness.

And the 'my king' in Valamir's mouth, Mance Reid is tall, with slender legs, a strong physique, and broad shoulders and chest. He had long gray-brown hair, and the corners of his mouth were already crawling with laugh lines.

One is short and the other is tall, one is ordinary and the other is dignified. The jingle shirt is dirty, and Mance Rader is a middle-aged man who likes music and can improvise and play himself.

Because of the power of a ruby in Melisandre's throat, Mance Rader became a Clank-Bell, and Clank-Bell's appearance was maintained, and Tinker Bell's appearance became Mance Rader on that terrible night, and in order to make the Southerners accept the Freefolk warriors and the people, and not fight among themselves, Mance Rader, disguised as a Tinker Shirt, has been executed.

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"We can't win, Jingle Bell. Valamir's voice was full of exhaustion and death, and his heart was in despair, "My eagle sees too many armies of ghouls coming through the Night's Watch Grant towards Hearth. The corpses buried in the earth have come out, and the dead birds of prey and wild beasts in the wolf forest, all stand up, open their blue eyes, and walk towards us, the ghouls are not fast, but they will never stop. ”

"That's why you can't live in the wolf forest? The birds and beasts that used to die in the wolf forest have become ghouls, you can't hide anymore, and you can easily be discovered. ”

"Yes. ”

'But we're turning around at the moment and maybe we'll win. β€œ

"Oh?!" Valamir stared at Jingle Bell, his eyes blazing.

"We have received news that the Southerner Demon Mountain has tamed a giant dragon in the Bright Moon Mountain Range and is leading 100,000 people of the Southern Legion to the north. If the god of cold is the god of the ghosts, then the dragon is the son of the red god. Fire is the nemesis of snow, Valamir. Melisandre said that the Red God and the Fire God are the two sides of Lahlo, the Lord of Light. ”

"Dragons, you said there were dragons in the South?" Valamir was startled, his face contorted, his voice distorted.

The sudden appearance of the dragon was not unsurprising to those who heard it for the first time.

"Yes, a dragon that is more than two hundred years old, the power of the dragon flame is said to have reached its peak, even if it is the Night King himself, I don't think he will dare to be directly sprayed by the dragon flame of the dragon that is more than two hundred years old. The ghouls are the most flammable candles, they are walking oil barrels that only need a little spark to ignite and then burn to ashes. ”

"Is it true that the Dragon Flame is so powerful that the Night King can't bear it? Who did you listen to? Ice is also the nemesis of fire. Valamir said hurriedly. He only worries about the Night King. The Night King is not afraid of fire at all, he has seen it many times.

"That's what southerners say about the power of Dragon Burn. β€œ

The Southerners in the mouth of the Free Folk are a collective term for all the people south of the Great Wall of Desperation. And the people of the Seven Kingdoms refer only to the Riverlands and the Dorn as Southerners.

"A dragon that suddenly appeared, and it hid all the time, so that the strangers wouldn't be able to detect it?" Varamir muttered, subconsciously repeating his own words. The news that Jingle Shirt told him shocked him, and he couldn't understand and digest it well for a while.

"I don't think anyone will know the details of the dragon, I only know that the southerners have indeed received a letter, and they say that the dragon that was tamed by the Demon Mountain in the west has been hiding in the deepest part of the Mingyue Mountain Range. Hidden for one hundred and seventy years. ”

"The god of the southerners deliberately hid a giant dragon in the mountains, waiting for the strange spirits to attack before it was born again?"

"Probably so, otherwise why did that dragon suddenly appear at this time? and was tamed by the Demon Mountain, and the Demon Mountain also brought 100,000 troops and countless obsidian weapons, as well as wildfire, and a Seven Divine Monk who treated the injured and prayed for blessings. The monks came from the Great Basilica of Baylor. ”

"Is all this good news reliable?"

"Duke Ed and Commander-in-Chief Jon Snow in the North have confirmed the news, but it is kept secret, only a few of us know about it, but the news is unknown why the soldiers are whispering and asking each other. ”

"Secretly, in order not to be discovered by the Night King in advance. ”

"Maybe yes. ”

Valamir suddenly became excited: "The dragon must be a miracle of our old gods, and our old gods include all the gods, all the gods of the sky, the earth, and the sea. This also includes the god of fire and the god of red. Eight thousand years ago, when the ancestors fought against the ghosts, there were no seven gods and red gods, they were all old gods. ”

The freedmen, like the people of the North, have always adhered to the beliefs of their ancestors: they believe in all the gods of mountains and rivers, the sky and the earth, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

A smile appeared on Jingle Shirt's face, "Valamir, the Terrans were victorious eight thousand years ago, and I hope to win this time as well." ”

"Yes, the gods of cold and the wraiths can only belong to the land of eternal winter. We will defeat them again and drive them back to the land of eternal winter. A glint also appeared on Valamir's face, "Is the Magic Mountain the great hero of the southerners?"

"Ugh. It doesn't seem to be. ”

"Isn't the Demon Mountain, who has tamed the dragon, the greatest warrior among the warriors of the southerners?"

"On the contrary, the southerners say that the Magic Mountain is the worst murderer in the Seven Kingdoms. ”

Valamir laughed: "It's like the southerners contemptuously say we're savages?"

"I think so. ”

"I like the worst murderer in the South. He and his dragon brought a longing to my desperate heart. I don't want to die, and if we win by chance after the war is over, King, I wish I could live on the south side of the Wall, and perhaps the most hated and vicious murderer of the Southerners would give me, a barbarian hated by the Night's Watch, a place to live. ”

Living in the South was a dream that Valamir had since he was ten years old.

"But I'll lead the Freedmen back to the North, where we're really supposed to be. ”

"The north is so harsh that I can only see ice and snow there. ”

"What I see is freedom and equality, without hypocrisy and exploitation. ”

"But I still choose to live in the south, my king, and you won't stop me. β€œ

"You have absolute freedom of choice, Valamir. Even though we are now in the South, we are still independent freedmen. No one has the right to deprive you of your freedom of choice. ”

A big smile bloomed on Valamir's face, and Mance Red could always make the most stubborn stone change its mind, and the deepest ice of hostility melt into water. He doesn't force anyone to change their minds, he always respects everyone's ideas and then gives his own well-thought-out advice.

The fake jingle shirt carried four guards, two male scimitar warriors and two spear women. One of the spearwomen was the leader of the freedfolk warriors: the Dog-headed Harrgy.

Free men and women are equal men, both fighters, men and women enjoy the same status and treatment, and have the right to vote and to be elected. In the Free Folk Legion, there is a legion of warriors with women making up the majority, and the leader is the Kobold Jack.

Ha Li's pockmarked face is very thick, and her figure is also very thick, no different from the strongest man. She likes to raise dogs, eat dog meat and drink dog blood, and when she was in the north, the dog-headed Harp slaughtered a dog every half month to replace the head on the flag. Her banner is a bloody dog's head.

Before Mance Rader unified the wildlings, the Harbour and Jingle Shirts were mortal enemies, and the two tribes often fought, and Mance appeared, bringing a sword and a harp for them to make peace. Clanker and Kobold were eventually persuaded by Mance to become Mance Red's most loyal subordinate.

One of the freefolk warriors that the savages wanted to sleep with was named the red-haired Ygritte, and after Ygritte slept with Jon Snow, she refused to touch any other freeman warrior again, and the second woman everyone wanted to sleep with was the dog-headed Harry. It is said that people with fruit dogs and heads can't get up the next day, which makes men full of desire to pursue.

Valamir looked at the dog-headed hapu, "Haba, are there any other men in your bed tonight?"

The dog-headed Hamper looked at Wallamir's small body with contemptuous eyes: "Jack never lacks men at night, get out!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Valamir certainly didn't roll, "Hello, if you tell that man to tonight...... If you'll accept me once......" Valamir pointed to a snow bear, three ice wolves, and a shadow lynx beside him, "these warriors of mine will always be by your side in the future, I swear." ”

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The next day, Earl's Hall.

Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell, sat in the middle of the main table, his long face with a noticeable frosty purple, gray eyes, a messy beard, faint crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, and three wrinkles on his forehead when he looked up. In the year 262 of Aegon, Ed was born, and this year he is only thirty-eight years old, in the prime of life, but his beard and long brown hair are beginning to turn gray, as if he is entering the age of old age.

The experience of the last three years has made Ed's sense of age increase dramatically, and judging by his appearance, he is a middle-aged man of forty-eight years old, not thirty-eight. The battle with the Stranger made him age even faster, and he had a nickname: the Silent Wolf.

Taciturn is the stereotype he gives to everyone, and because of his taciturnity, everyone will think that he is a strict person, but in fact, Ed's heart is very soft.

Eddard, who was soft at heart, now looked at a wild man in front of him, who was not much taller than a dwarfβ€”Valamir.

Valamir had been brought to meet Eddard Stark by Tinkerkler, and he said that he had something important to tell Lord Eddard.

Behind Eddard stood the Great Earl Jon Robb. Big Jon was a big man and looked like a little giant. Next to Eddard sat Jon Snow, the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch, and Davos Seaworth, the onion prime minister of His Majesty Shireen.

Ed stared at Valamir in front of him, silent, and didn't ask. His gaze swept back and forth over Valamir's body like a torch, and Valamir had the feeling that Ed had seen through everything. It's not that the silent wolf can't speak, he probably just prefers to use his eyes.

In the past three years, as his face has aged, his observation has become sharper.

"Lord Eddard, Valamir has something urgent to tell you. Jingle Shirt, who accompanied Valamir, said. Duke Ed glanced at Jingle Bell, still not speaking, but turned his gaze to Valamir again, this time, Valamir understood the meaning in Lord Eddard's eyes, Ed was telling him to speak.

Knowing that this tundra-looking guy had no sense of humor and hated any kind of rhetoric, Valamir opened his mouth and said honestly: "My lord, when I was in the Wolf Grove Mountains, I rescued two children from the claws of a pack of wolves, one named Mera Reed, and the other named Bran Stark. β€œ

"Bran?!" Eddard Stark said motionlessly.

"Bran?!" Jon Snow almost stood up, but his father stood still beside him, which affected his words and actions, and he had to sit on his stool and not move, but his voice and tone changed, and his face became agitated and excited.

"Yes, a disabled boy who can only lie on a rattan mat. The word disability was harsh to Jon's ears, but Ed was still expressionless, and Valamir continued, he didn't care about these details of these southern nobles, Valamir had died in the animal's body seven times, but each time he escaped in a thrilling way, and these seven experiences made him extremely powerful," Bran broke his legs, and it was the Three-Eyed Raven he sent who found me, and I drove away the wolves for him, and put him and Mera in a place of temporary safety, my lord, this is what Bran asked me to give you. β€œ

Valamir pulled out the object, and it was a dagger, and the handle of the dagger was shaped like an ice wolf.

This is a symbol and token of Bran's identity.

"Valamir, why don't you bring my brother back with you?" asked Jon Snow, his tone agitated and urgent.

"I can't take him with me, there are a few ghoul squads nearby, he said that those ghoul squads are looking for him, he has been roughly locked by the Night King, he doesn't dare to move, he wants me to get out first, and then come to Hearthplace City to tell the news to Lord Eddard, I need help to bring Bran and Mera back together. I need a fast cavalry and dozens of barrels of oil. ”

"I'll go with you. Jon Snow stood up, "Valamir, thirty of the best Ranger brothers, is that enough?"

"That's enough, but don't forget to bring your obsidian weapon, there are two strangers in that area. ”

Wail!

A crow's cry came from the window, and everyone looked up, and a three-eyed crow that they had never seen before landed on the windowsill, and the three black eyes in the shape of a finished glyph swung around the hall with a skeletal turn.

Varamir looked at the three-eyed crow, "Lord Eddard, it was this three-eyed raven who came to find me in the depths of the wolf forest. ”

"How can you be sure that this three-eyed raven is the one Bran sent to you?" Jon asked.

"He was perched on a branch not far from me, and as I looked at him, he suddenly spoke, startling me severely. ”

The three-eyed crow that can talk?!Everyone has a strange face!

But this is not too surprising to the Night Watch brothers, as the former Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch, Commander Jao Mormont, raised a raven that speaks, and most of the Night Watch brothers have been manipulated by it.