"Snow! Snow! ”

Surrounded by a wall, the big fat man in black shivered under a shed where the rocks and iron cages intersected, and the crows flew around the cage screaming a name.

The terrible sound of the horn seemed to still linger in the cold place, and the whole camp was plunged into chaos and noise, and an ugly man with a large pink tumor on his neck broke and ran past the big fat man tremblingly, the liquid dripping from his trouser legs solidifying into ice—he had just been scared to pee.

"All assembled!" The old and loud command sounded from the depths of the camp and loomed here.

The fat man stood up at the sound of the voice, but he did not go immediately, but opened the cage and let the ravens deliver the letter in the cage, and then began to pack his bags here tremblingly, until all the belongings were counted, then he drew his long sword, and ran tremblingly to join the large army.

Around the ring wall at this moment, the brothers in black have begun to lay defenses. Under the light of the torch, they looked at the darkness hidden by the snow in the distance, and their faces were full of nervousness.

Three horns, three horns have just sounded.

A trumpet means the return of the brothers. The second horn is the enemy's attack.

And the three horns, which only appear in legends, have not sounded for many years?

Three trumpets mean a strange ghost is coming!

Strange ......

"What does a strange ghost look like?" The bowstring was drawn and pointed in front of him, and an archer murmured tremblingly.

"Who knows."

The person next to him replied, but before he finished speaking, a faint figure of an enemy appeared in the ramp under the dark night.

It was an enemy in the tattered garb of a savage, scarred and festering, with only bones left in one of his calves, but it did not affect his rapid pace, and now he was charging at them in the snow.

Behind him, hordes of enemies swarmed through the cover of the wind and snow, entrailing death hounds, rotting bears missing half of their mouths, and skeletal warriors with open chests and ribs......

Flesh and bone were completely stripped away, all life-related symbols were turned upside down, and countless dead bodies swarmed up under the cold wind.

As the terrifying enemy approached, a trembling archer shot an arrow without an order, but stuck in the head of a distant ghoul did not hinder it, but ran faster as if stimulated to be ferocious.

Seeing this, someone woke up and shouted: "Hurry up and set fire and release rockets!" ”

So after some scrambling, the dense flaming arrows broke through the flying snow and began to shoot down in a continuous manner.

When the rain of fire fell, the corpses of the charging front were set on fire one after another, and in the silent screams, they struggled to turn into torches.

This bunch of stuff seems to be very flammable!

The night watchmen who noticed this breathed a sigh of relief. Unfortunately, they didn't rejoice for long, and they were deeply struck by the increasing number of ghouls.

Flame arrows flew out, but they couldn't stop the swarming number of enemies, dark clouds shrouded the sky, no light leaked through the sky, and countless armies of ghouls rushed madly from the darkness under the heavy snow of goose feathers, as if endless, making it impossible to see the true number.

After reaching a certain distance, the archers were completely useless, so they roared and picked up their spears and waited for them, and after only a few breaths, a large group of ghouls pounced.

The torrent of corpses descended, and under the furious charge, the ancient ring walls of the mountain peaks seemed to emit a rumbling sound, and the sharp spears pierced the ghouls' withered bodies, but the effect was weak, not at all as flaming arrows.

A man of the Night's Watch was caught off guard by this situation, and his spear was thrust into the neck of a ghoul and almost stabbed the head of the corpse, but now the ghoul grabbed the spear tightly, as if nothing happened, and then climbed up with the spear dexterously, and directly pounced on the Night's Watch.

A long sword poked out from his side and cut off the head of the ghoul who rushed in, but this could not stop the ghoul attack instinct at all, and he saw that his withered palm was frantically scratching on the cheek of the fallen night watchman, blood seeped out, and his eyes were directly gouged out by the dirty bone fingers, and between the screams, blood overflowed, and he obviously couldn't survive.

Not only him, but the other night watchmen around him were desperate for the trait of ghouls.

The spear could not stop them, and the sword did not die immediately after cutting off the ghoul's head, but fought back in a frenzied stance.

The hundreds of Night's Watchmen, though defensively superior to the wall, looked like a rudimentary fence against the flood of death, and could be torn apart at any moment—in fact, if it weren't for the small enemy here, they would have been torn apart!

As a result, the battle front, which had just been laid for a short time, was about to collapse.

The ring wall was not high, and everyone couldn't help but tremble their legs when they saw the ghouls piling up and climbing over.

"We should retreat", someone shouted to a white-bearded, bald old man.

"Retreat! Fall back! A crow on the old man's shoulder also screamed sharply. It just speaks to everyone's heart.

In fact, in this case, holding on is simply sending you to death, but retreating is not necessarily very good.

But they don't seem to have a choice.

So the old man immediately said: "Sir Otin, let's go from the back, and lead your men to take the lead!" ”

"Good!"

"Sauron, take your people and buy time for the other brothers, can you do it?"

"Yes!" The Night's Watch named Sauron gritted his teeth and nodded.

Seeing his resolute face, the white-bearded commander-in-chief opened his mouth and was about to give another order, when a white light suddenly erupted in front of him.

The light suddenly burst out beyond the surrounding walls of the mountain peaks, and countless ghouls were blinded by the bright light, and they seemed to be very frightened by it, and the light came to them, and they let out screams one after another.

The large crowd of people who were preparing to evacuate were stunned by this, and when they realized that the ghouls were exposed to the light and smoked like fire, everyone felt like they were going to die.

However, a strange howl came from afar, but the white light was extinguished in an instant.

Then darkness fell again, and countless ghouls rushed back to frenzy, and the night watchmen hurried away on horseback.

Under the arrangement of the commander-in-chief, a group of more than 20 people acted as death squads, and in the face of countless enemies who crossed over, their expressions were tense and resolute.

However, with the outnumbered enemy, they alone could not resist for long, in fact, this group only held out for about ten seconds before being completely dispersed, and at this moment the large army still had not completely withdrawn from the mountain.

You can imagine what happened to them next.

Charles watched all this silently, and there was nothing he could do.

It is already difficult to gather and purify in the dark, let alone under the shroud of that special power.

The light he had just emitted had barely appeared after a long time. However, the enemy didn't even show his head, and he roared it out.

So he could only watch countless people die in front of him.

He had been thinking about whether he could use corpse resuscitation to resurrect the corpse and then fight against the undead army, but unfortunately the "enemy" was much faster than him - but it also allowed him to see the process of making ghouls.

I thought the ghoul was made about the same as his spells.

However, what he saw in front of him directly broke his cognition.

The dead soul of the Night's Watch crawled out of the corpse, but it didn't last long before the ghouls bit and became as tattered as his corpse, and finally dissipated into a gray mist.

At the same time, the corpse eaten by the ghoul suddenly opened its eyes under the heavy snow, and looked at the sky quietly, its pupils already turning blue.

"This is not a necromancer's method at all!"

Watching all this, Charles concluded. Countless terrifying figures around him quickly passed by, and he stood quietly in the "empty" camp in secret horror.

Necromancers use spirits and death to cast spells, and in this case, it is all about devouring the souls of the living and giving new life to the dead.

The ghoul is the soldier of the stranger, and the soldier is made like this, so what is the matter with the stranger?

He didn't know, because of what had just happened, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be 100% safe in this state, so Charles took one last look at the sky, and then stroked his forehead, and the golden flame ignited, and the figure dissipated here.