Chapter 41: Striking the Grass and Startling the Snake

The north wind is howling, and the snowflakes are flying wildly in the sky, which is extremely arrogant. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A bitter chill ran through each of the Night's Watch recruits, and the sheer exhaustion and hunger, as well as despair for the future, made everything look dusty.

However, the ten veterans of the night watch were still sitting on horseback, facing the north wind, and were still interested in talking and laughing, and even the war horses under their crotch seemed to be more energetic and more adaptable than the hapless recruits.

In the crowd, Mu Shaoan and Caizi also walked staggering with the numb and tired pace, although they are similar in appearance and clothing to people in this world, it doesn't mean that they can ignore the details, the kind of guy who thinks he can do whatever he wants with a disguise is often a rookie egg.

Although the NPCs in the story world are good NPCs, it doesn't mean that they can be fooled, in fact, they are no different from normal people except that they can't leave this world.

So at this moment, the other five anti-virus hunters in the Seventh War Zone who were in charge of monitoring Mu Shao'an in the crowd were also perfectly disguised.

You must know that they are guarded by experienced night watchmen, maybe in the TV series, they look no different from ordinary soldiers, but this is in the mission world of the chaos base, as a world where the average difficulty has reached S+, most of the elite strength of these night watchmen is around A-level.

And the small bosses, captains, more advanced big bosses, commanders or whatever, are all S-rank, not to mention the main characters.

If you just judge by the standards of TV dramas, most of them will die without a body.

In addition, the world of ice and fire is not a world where victory or defeat is determined by pure force.

The duel of wisdom, the battlefield of darkness, the struggle for power, the ups and downs of human nature, and the cold fable of the will of the world are the core things.

Oh, and finally add the will of the Old Gods, the Old Gods, and the Seven Gods.

Although the gods of this world are shy and low-key, and do not easily reveal their existence, their existence is unquestionable. ――

The sky began to get darker and darker, the road was covered by the wind and snow, and there was no shadow of the desperate Great Wall ahead, but the ten elite night watchmen still hurried through the wind and snow, and by this time they had untied the ropes that bound all the recruits.

Because it's very simple, in this wilderness, with wind and snow, even a fool will definitely not run around.

After walking forward for about half an hour, the wind and snow gradually increased, but an abandoned castle appeared on a hill beside the road, no wonder those elite night watchmen were not in a hurry, in this wilderness, they knew very well where there was a place to stay, and they also knew when they would arrive, there was no doubt that in such a harsh environment, every night watchman must be possessed by Bell, and the field skills and talents were full.

The abandoned castle is not large, and the main body has been covered with snow, so I can't see any clues, and I can roughly guess that this place has experienced a military disaster, then a fire, and finally was actively abandoned.

The dome of the main fort leaked two large holes, and the wind and snow poured in hard, but there were at least a few more walls to lean on than in the wild.

One elite Night's Watch yelling for a group of recruits to slip in, while several others carefully searched the rest of the ruins, was a small detail that showed the cautiousness of the guys.

There was still a lot of firewood hidden in a small room in the main fort, and the campfire was quickly erected, and the light and warmth of the fire were definitely the most charming at this moment, and it would be nice to have a big bowl of steaming soup made of any material.

In fact, soon an elite night watchman with a young age, but with a cold gaze and a mustache, took out a pot, set it on the fire, melted the snow, and threw in some black food of unknown nature, and boiled it.

Mu Shaoan glanced at him at this time, and then exchanged glances with Caizi, that's right, this night watchman is still a familiar face.

This guy with a little small eyes, a cold gaze, and a little bit of paranoia should be the three night watch ranger squad leaders sent out by the Great Wall of Despair to search for the traces of the wild men when the plot officially opened three months later.

This guy was dressed in black and the tanned shawl made so that he looked a little aristocratic.

And he walks steadily, his right hand is always left and right from the hilt, his vigilance is extremely high, and his swordsmanship is absolutely outstanding.

Mu Shaoxin secretly thought in his heart, it seems that he is lucky, he is going to take the initiative to be infected with the fifth-level mutant cold plague, which must first find the strange ghost, and in the original ice and fire plot, it was this little boss trio who first discovered the strange ghost, and after three months, just follow him.

Of course, this is only a theoretical judgment.

Soon, each of the Night's Watch recruits was given a small bowl of hot black soup, which also smelled foul and rancid, reminiscent of black feet.

Many recruits are disgusted, and pig food is not so bad.

But the ten elite night watchmen poured it down as usual, and then they took some frozen jerky from their respective packages, and roasted them on the fire, and of course there were more violent, directly biting and munching on them.

This scene is still very appalling.

Mu Shao'an just glanced at the jerky in the hands of those night watchmen, and lowered his head and drank the bowl of hot soup with an expressionless face.

It's going to be hard.

The background of the world of ice and fire is similar to the Middle Ages, and the living conditions will be as bad as they are, even in the south, not to mention the desperate Great Wall thousands of miles away, such a long distance, such poor transportation conditions, and the fact that the people in power are only busy chasing power, and there is not enough support for the night watch, so you can imagine how bad the living conditions are.

Maybe this strange black soup will become the main food for these recruits in the future.

After a very bad dinner, no one spoke, only the crackling of burning firewood and the snoring of some people, Mu Shao'an lowered his eyes, sensing the world outside where the wind and snow were raging, here for twelve months a year, there were six full months covered in ice and snow, and now it was the coldest time.

In the understanding of normal people, the ice should seal all life and make time seem to freeze, but there is an inexplicable commotion in the cold and wind and snow in this world.

This is very different from the cold and cold in the Elder Scrolls Skyrim Province, and there is a force that envelops and looks down on it all.

Mu Shao'an savored it, and at the same time thought about the beginning and end of how he was semi-forced to be infected with the fifth-level mutant cold plague this time, he still didn't know what happened, but there was no doubt that the person behind the scenes didn't want his own life, but drove himself to do something.

Indeed, from a certain point of view, his Mu Shaoan's methods of flipping the table to do things are simply famous.

So now I'm a stick, used to scare snakes?

The truth may be far ahead,

But he really didn't like it.