The cold wind howled in the north, and Boris stood at the gap in the Great Wall, looking into the distance, where the white snowfields were like a fog and unpredictable.

He stood on top of a badhorned beast and stabbed it in the chest with the sword in his hand, ending its tragic life once and for all. Boris gasped, his breath turning into a white mist in the cold air and spitting out from between his lips.

It was a small-scale raid, and the guards of the Great Wall wiped out more than a hundred beastmen at the cost of ten men. There were many more such raids, and Boris was used to them, and he numbly drew his sword from the beastman and wiped the blood stains on it with a rag. Habitually shouting to call it in.

Yes, for several months, he had been honed and promoted from a low-ranking soldier to the captain of the Rangers. This was his thirty-sixth guard mission, and each time, he led his troops to defeat the incoming enemy. Sometimes it's beastmen, sometimes it's greenskin, and sometimes, it's some lost beast that follows its prey and crashes into the foot of the Great Wall in a daze. But whatever it was, Boris and his brothers who guarded the Great Wall, slew them one by one, and could not let any monster pass through the Great Wall. This is the order of the commander-in-chief, and it is also the meaning of the existence of this cliff wall.

The post-war camp remained deserted, and no matter how many victories the Night's Watch achieved, they would not be greeted by a warm populace, rewarded with a warm meal and a few mouthfuls of choking vodka. As the Mentor Jeskovich once said - this is a forgotten place in the civilized world, but it is a solid shield wall to defend the civilized world.

"Well done, Boris. ”

The commander-in-chief, Warwick, walked over and patted Boris on the shoulder, with a kind smile on his face. I don't know if it's an illusion or a reality, Boris always feels that in just half a year, the commander is even older, his eye sockets are deeply sunken, and his eyes are sunken and dull. Compared to when he first arrived here half a year ago, the commander seemed a little overwhelmed. There was even a time when he was almost cut down by a beastman while resisting the invasion of the beastmen, but it was the veteran Scar who appeared in time and hunted the bloodthirsty beastman with a bow and spear, which saved the day.

He used to hate this old man, but now it seems that he has some respect for him. At the age of 60, he should have retired at home and enjoyed his old age in peace, but he still stood on the most dangerous and difficult front line. It was rumored that the commander was trying to atone for his sins, but whatever the mistakes he made in his youth, Boris felt that he had already paid for them. The commander-in-chief of the Great Wall guards is not something that ordinary people can serve.

The gala dinner was held in the largest grand hall in Crowcastle. There were no servants and pretty maids, and the recruits were responsible for serving food and cleaning the halls, while the veterans sat casually on wooden chairs and chatted and joked. The charcoal in the charcoal basin is burning brightly, baking the entire hall. Boris sat with his own rangers and made vulgar jokes. It is unimaginable that a year ago, he was a high Kislev nobleman. Now, he has become the captain of the Great Wall Guard, mingling with a group of people from the bottom of society. It was the words of his mentor Yeskovich that woke him up and made him accept his fate calmly. If that's a trial.

"Welcome back alive, warriors of Crowsburg. ”

The commander-in-chief took the old bones, stepped up to the stage, and announced loudly.

Offstage, everyone banged on the table with knives and forks, making a thumping sound. Boris did not echo, just sat and smiled.

"The gods are above, and you are alive. That's what it is. Sit back and enjoy the food and warmth tonight. For, tomorrow, you will have to go on another expedition, and this time, I am afraid that many of you will not return alive so easily. ”

Commander Warwick said, his expression suddenly becoming serious.

Everyone thought the commander-in-chief was joking, only Boris felt that something was wrong, and soon, Warwick swallowed a sip of hot wine and got up and walked over to the crowd of rangers—

"The best knights of Crows, this is not a joke, this is a task, this is an order. Tonight, drink this pile of wine, and tomorrow, set off north of the Great Wall, and your mission is to find the lair where the beastmen gather, the Ten Thousand Demon Rock. And destroy it. ”

After Warwick finished speaking, the field immediately fell silent. Obviously, no one expected this to happen. They stopped their food and liquor and stared at the commander-in-chief in the middle of the long hall.

Boris watched quietly, some of them angry, others with surprise and fear written on their faces. Obviously, north of the Great Wall, is a forbidden place in the human world. There, there is only endless wind and snow and wasteland. Before, the reason why they were able to defeat the attacking beastmen again and again at a very small cost was because they were backed by high walls and heavy weapons, and if they were in the wild, humans would not be able to compete with the beastmen head-on. The commander-in-chief's move is undoubtedly asking these soldiers to go out and send them to their deaths.

"Why? Give us a reason!"

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to openly question the order.

"You want a reason? The gap in the Northeast hasn't been filled for months? three months! Since the construction of the Great Wall began, there has never been a time when the construction period has been delayed for such a long time. ”

Warwick paused for a moment, then continued to speak loudly—

"We must repair the walls before a larger invasion comes! Once the walls are repaired and standing on the high walls, no enemy will be able to cross the walls and attack us. And now, it is these beastmen who have ruined our construction progress again and again. Therefore, in order to avoid further delays, we must take the initiative. Completely destroy the settlements of these beasts. ”

"Boris, you are in charge of this mission, with Scar and White Wolf as your assistants. ”

Commander Warwick continued.

At this point, Boris couldn't sit still. He wanted to get up and object, but after thinking about it, he came here, he was originally nine deaths and one life, and he had long looked down on life and death, and it was nothing to go out hunting once. It's just that, from the scar and the white wolf face, Boris saw their dissatisfaction. Obviously, not everyone is down-to-earth about life and death.

"How many will you give me?"

Boris asked calmly.

"A hundred. ”

Warwick turned his head and stared at Boris as he spoke.

"You're kidding. ”

"No! that's the number. The horses are all fed, let's set off tomorrow. ”

Warwick said earnestly.

"The map, is there the exact location of the Ten Thousand Demon Rocks?"

Boris asked lightly.

"No, find it on your own. I can only tell you from my years of experience that the Ten Thousand Demon Rock is in the Dark Forest. ”

As soon as Warwick finished speaking, Boris was tempted to say that this was nonsense, and I knew that. But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. He was no longer such a high-spirited teenager who knew forbearance and humility.