Below the attic, at the end of the training ground's recruit training, Tormund chose a bald young man with a big waist and a round waist that was only half the size of a potsticker to be the captain, and the promoted young man Ronaldo exhaled, so excited that he threw the long sword he had just received into the air.

Tormund glared at him viciously, "From now on, others will call you the Night's Watch, but if you believe it, you will be the number one fool." You're all still stinking little hairy heads, and when winter comes, you'll all die like flies, and tomorrow you'll officially start recruiting training, and now you'll be disbanded. ”

With that, Tormund departed.

The other boys immediately surrounded Ronaldo, who had been promoted, laughing and scolding, and congratulating him repeatedly.

Makelle smacked Ronaldo's ass with the spine of his sword and shouted, "Now you're a night watchman toad!"

Ronaldo replied: "Pay attention to your attitude, now the toad is your captain." ”

Claude shouted that he needed a mount before he wanted to be a Blackshirt, and jumped onto the shoulders of the short man whom Tormund had just named the wild ass, and soon both of them fell at the same time, rolling on the ground and screaming.

Ronaldo rushed into the arsenal and returned with an extra bag of inferior red wine. As they took turns drinking, giggling like dumb melons, he noticed a thin but not thin boy standing alone under a bare tree in the corner of the square.

Ronaldo handed over the wine bag. "What's your name, do you want a bite?"

The boy shook his head. "No thanks, Captain Toad. ”

Ronaldo smiled wryly, "What's your alias?"

"I, I'm a freedman, no. The boy replied.

"Why?"

"Because my name is Iron Egg. The boy tried to squeeze out a smile, but only the face swayed.

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"Well, Iron Egg, I envy you, at least it's better than the name than the toad. By the way, are you the only free man among the recruits?"

"No, it's just that we are the only ones in the team, and there are usually one or two in the other teams, but most of them are natives from your northern border. ”

Ronaldo patted Tie Dan on the shoulder, "The Free Folk are also from the North now, and one day you become a Ranger, maybe you can join the Youth Army in White Harbor." ”

Iron Egg Mune's expression finally reacted, and he looked up at Ronaldo, "Yes, this is my dream, I want to join the real Gripen Legion." ”

"You will. Ronaldo wants to say that his dreams are in line with his. Before he could say more, he heard Makelle shout, "Good fellow, are you going to take it to yourself?"

Then he snatched the wine bag from his hand and ran away laughing. Grabbing his hand, the big stupid cow squeezed the bag hard, and a thin column of red wine squirted onto Jon's face. The sissy screamed at him not to waste good stuff. The freckled man was slurred and speechless, struggling to stand on his feet, when the monkey and the fool climbed up to the wall and began throwing snowballs at them.

The members of the first squad of recruits of the Night's Watch had a great time.

By the time Ronaldo broke free, his head was covered in snow, his clothes were covered with wine, and the freedmen iron egg was gone.

Jon Snow saddled a group of Night's Watch Rangers and prepared to inspect the Freedfolk Gathering Area in the New Lands, as the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch, he should not have been concerned about the affairs of the Wildling Tribe, but recently a group of heretics have appeared among the Wild Wildlings in the New Lands, and some people have stirred up trouble among the Wildlings who are already new people in the North in the New Lands.

At the beginning, before Lord Lynn left, he revoked the establishment of the savage legion and scattered them back to the tribal form, and tens of thousands of savages were under the protection of the Great Wall, and they no longer had to worry about the hunting of strange ghosts, and they could farm and hunt with peace of mind, but not everyone thought about being dull, and there were always people who were restless.

Jon Snow sat on his horse, waiting for the Snow Wolf White Spirit and Yveritte to come closer, and he turned his gaze away from King's Road and looked back.

The lights of Castle Black were obscured by a small knoll, but the huge and indifferent Great Wall was clearly visible in the moonlight, straight into the sky.

Soon, Ygritte rode his horse and hurried with the White Spirit, and their figures had just climbed over the Slow Hill, obscuring the fire of the Command Tower in the distance.

Further, another figure rode up and slowly followed.

The chubby ball-like figure was Samwell Tully, who had just been apprenticed by Maester Aemon.

"Hey, Sam. Snow quietly waited for the figure behind him to follow on his horse, and asked with some confusion, "Why are you here?"

Fat Sam tried hard to hold the reins of the warhorse, his body was too fat, and the big brown horse was running on tiptoe and difficult to control.

Sam tucked his neck into his collar and greeted Snow in embarrassment, "I'm sorry to join suddenly, but this is Master Aemon's arrangement, and he asked him to follow you to the new place to find something." ”

Snow was even more puzzled, "Looking for what?"

"Say it's a clarion call. Fat Sam shook his head.

Jon Snow sighed, didn't take it seriously, and ordered his two dozen experienced rangers to follow with his bearskin jacket tightened.

The group did not walk fast in the snow, it was already dark, and the forest road they passed by was covered with snow.

The wind howled through the outer railings of the newly added Wildling Gathering Area.

In the cold wind, the cage hanging in front of the gate came to a halt, and Jon and his party rode under the cage into the gathering area, which was full of shacks made of bluestone or wood and hay.

Jon Snow staggered over and dismounted, his feet on the ground when he made a "click" around his waist, and the clasp of the long-clawed scabbard was accidentally lifted by his arm.

Several bonfires were lit in the middle of the gathering area, and many wild people were gathered together, and there were two mammoth tusks on the ground, and the huge pointed teeth were half covered by snowflakes, revealing the sharper end of the warped end.

Soon, a tribal savage came from the campfire.

As the distance closes, Jon discovers that the other man is short in stature, with an ordinary appearance, a knobby chin, a short beard, flat, grayish cheeks, thin eyes, eyebrows across the forehead, and a few thin tufts of black hair on the pointed bald head.

The bone armor he wore was made up of loosely fastened bones that jingled as he walked.

"Hah!" Upon the encounter, Clankle Shirt yells, "Commander Jon Snow." You've finally remembered us, hello Ygritte, tsk, you're so beautiful, you've become a true Northernwoman, and there's no hint of a savage in you. ”

Snow said, "I thought you would come to Castle Black for me when you were in trouble, Jingle Bell. ”

This made the wild man grin. "Well said, Commander. I don't like to see black cloaks, though. If you're not here to get me, you'd better crawl back to the Castle Black's conservatory now. ”

"If you want Lord Lynn to personally order someone to talk to you, you'd better talk to me. ”

Speaking of Lynn, Tinkerbell squinted and smiled, "Great. Let's talk about it, don't work the King of the North, I think he's been busy lately!"

"Less nonsense, let's go. ”