Before seeing the dragon egg, Lynn speculated that it should be dazzling, or at least intoxicating.

But when an oval-shaped stone that appeared to be made of black clay and painted with a gold glaze was held in the palm of his hand, Lynn was almost stunned.

It's hard to believe that this thing is a dragon egg from the shadowlands east of Asha.

It's much heavier than you think, but it's just a delicate hard rock to the touch.

The surface of the eggshell is covered with tiny scales, and as Lynn's fingers turn, marks of different shades of color are revealed from all angles, like vibrant waves and swirls on a golden ocean, reflecting the sunset, exuding a metallic sheen.

"Actually, it's a bigger pine tree. Han Niu thinks so.

Lynn was furious.

However, he immediately glared at him angrily, as if it was indeed the case, and no one could refute it.

Under the sunset, the expeditionary force meandered from north to south, and it only took a short walk to return to the Black Castle south of the Great Wall of Desperation and take a hot bath.

This army has been staying outside the Cypriot for more than half a month.

Lynn, who was in the dust, looked at the desperate Great Wall barrier faintly visible in the gray cold wind, and then looked at the golden dragon egg in his arms, his eyes were full of pride.

When the dragon egg was in hand, he also burned a group of fish beams and trees like fire trees, and he was one step closer to his goal of turning all the fish beams into ashes.

Although Rao was like this, he couldn't force the three-eyed crow to show up and fight him, but he was chased and intercepted by a group of sons of the forest who held green vines and wooden spears.

But it was a rewarding journey.

He destroyed the sons of the forest and gathered in a place outside the fortress, and once again taught them to understand that times have changed.

Of course, at first, the sons of the forest went crazy and attacked Lynn's army.

Until they understood the truth, their root-like heads were no harder than crossbows, their short bodies were no match for steel armor, and even their shallow natural magic, which had long since declined, was no better than Valyrian Steel.

The children of the forest can only roar and curse in the cold winter world.

Lynn doesn't sympathize with these sons of the forest at all, even if they are the first natives of Westeros, but if they fall behind, they will be beaten, not to mention that these laggards do not hesitate to bring murderous monsters like the Night King of the Strange Ghost to this world in order to save their decline?

Now, they are not very honest, but they still let the strange ghosts grow bigger step by step, not to mention that they don't know anything about the awakening of the strange ghosts, there are fish beams everywhere outside the fortress, although the strength of the children of the forest is not as good as the ancestors of the period, but they still monitor every inch of land where the fish beam wood is located.

As for the despicable guy of the Three-Eyed Crow, he only knows that he is sneakily hiding behind, and he has arrived at his territory, and he doesn't seem to be able to bear to himself, hiding his head and tail, and he doesn't know what he is planning, do you think that waiting to obtain Bran Stark's body will have the ability to make a Jedi comeback?

It's a fool's dream.

Lynn rode her horse to the north, and gradually entered the entrance section of the Great Wall.

Soon I was surprised to find that there was no corpse under the outer edge of the Great Wall, there were still a lot of blood stains on the ground, some wooden planks used to resist the stray arrows were discarded under the Great Wall, and the new snow had not had time to cover the holes in the wooden planks, and the arrows were stuck all over the vast earth, looking up at the Great Wall, the huge wall-hanging cutter was hanging in the air, and the knife edge was full of condensed blood.

If it weren't for the fact that the tunnel gates beneath the Wall were still closed, Lynn would have even thought that the army of wildlings had breached the Wall and entered the Black Castle.

The closer she got to the Wall, the more horrified Lynn felt.

Snowflakes fell from the sky without money, and the line of sight could only see the situation a hundred meters ahead, and the farther distance was blocked by the foggy air.

"The wildlings fought a battle here, that's obvious, but without a corpse, could it be that the Night King was resurrected so quickly?"

Lynn murmured in the wind.

Soon, there was a shadow in his vision.

In the chaotic world of wind and snow, directly below the towering Great Wall, suddenly a shadow slowly stood up from the curled up.

The wild men wore coarse cloth jackets, and the snow covered their bodies, and they leaned against the base of the Great Wall, because they had maintained a curled posture for so long that the color of their bodies was almost the white of the Great Wall.

As Lynn's army approached slowly, the long-awaited wildlings rose and looked at each other as if they had seen the light in the darkness.

Below the Great Wall, along the long Great Wall, as the figure slowly stood up, it was suddenly like a long underground train stretching for thousands of meters, climbing up from the ground under the root of the wall, and the scene was spectacular.

"Stop!"

Duncan also noticed the movement ahead, and hurriedly sent orders for the army to suspend the march, and the cavalrymen also showed their cavalry guns, and the crossbowmen took their longbows and crossbows from their waists, and if anything happened, they would not hesitate to meet it as soon as possible to block the first wave of the enemy's onslaught.

"My lord, isn't the Great Wall safe and sound? Why didn't our army and the night watchmen completely kill this group of savages?" The thin monkey looked at the top of the Great Wall in confusion, and could vaguely discern the flag fluttering above the Great Wall, which still belonged to the night watchman.

Lynn squinted and said nothing.

Lyanna looked ahead with wide eyes, as if expecting something.

A moment later, three horsemen rushed out of the wild crowd, and they slowly approached the expeditionary force from the bottom of the Great Wall of Despair.

There was a tense sound of the bow being drawn and wound in the military formation.

Lynn didn't have any expression on her face at first.

As the three savage figures approached the expeditionary force in the wind and snow, Lynn's blood gradually surged up to his head, and his face was flushed, as if he was drunk.

When the familiar figures of Tormond, Jon Snow, and Ygritte gradually became clear, Lynn completely understood what was going on.

Tormund soon took Lynn's reins twenty paces away, and took the lead in dismounting and kneeling on one knee.

Lynn's heart throbbed.

There has never been such a ritual of kneeling among the "wild men", and he knows it.

They advocate freedom, so they call themselves "free people" and don't like to be bound by anything that rules and regulations. Tormund was able to break away from the surviving army of savages and come on horseback, indicating that he had taken control of the current savages and became the new savage king, and if he knelt down to the aliens in the past, he would have been spurned by the tribe.

But he did it now, kneeling down to Lynn in front of the tens of thousands of savages behind him.

"On behalf of the freedmen outside the Cyprus, Tormund asks for submission. ”

In the cold wind, Tormund shouted.

Lynn suppressed the surging in her heart, squinting her eyes and staring at Tormond who was bowing her head and ringing her chest, "Are you now a wild man representing the outside of the Cypriots?"

Tomund's hayy brown hair and beard were blown by the cold wind, and he raised his head slightly, then got up and turned, and gave a loud whistle behind him.

The whistle resounded through the wind and snow and through the wilderness.

The people in the expeditionary force soon saw the wild crowd under the Great Wall, slowly lowering their bodies from the towering state.

All the savages began to kneel.

Outside the Great Wall, there was a shout of the mountains and a tsunami: "The savage clan is willing to surrender!"

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