The blue light of the stars and ups and downs, like countless sapphires sinking at the bottom of the abyss, is brilliant and dazzling, with the ripples of water ripples passing slightly, poignant and dreamy, and like the stars listed in the sky, all over the night sky like black satin, shining brightly, shimmering and floating with the turbulence of the atmosphere......

If you ignore the fact that it's a crowd of ghouls coming at you, it's a strange sight. If optimistic enough to think about everything, the ghouls' "blue eyes" feature actually marks their own position - even without torches and the occasional moonlight looming in the clouds, the defenders can know at a glance where the ghouls are approaching the line and where the ghouls are still far from the mountain path, so that they can defend in a targeted manner according to the pressure of the battlefield.

However, the truth is: this scene can scare anyone out of the - the defenders on the mountain trails along the canyon are not interested in admiring it, and they are standing on end, squeezing all their strength to stop the magnificent blue ocean from approaching the line.

The cross-section of the Grand Canyon is a slightly broken U-shape, and it is easy for the ghouls to descend from the north slope and cross the frozen Ruhe River through the valley floor, but to climb the southern slope into the Senet, they are faced with increasingly steep cliffs, which is why the night watchman rarely worries about the wild people bypassing the Great Wall from here: although there are few terrain along the canyon that is as close to vertical as the ice wall of the Great Wall, there are steep slopes with a drop of tens of meters and an angle of sixty or seventy degrees to the ground can be seen everywhere - and these soil compositions are mixed with rocks, To some extent, the sturdy and reliable slopes of the ice walls of the Great Wall were the main reliance of the defenders.

The brothers in black stood in a row with weapons in their hands, and the narrow battle line made it impossible for them to stand shoulder to shoulder, and they could only be separated by ten meters...... Almost alone. The sudden increase in the wind and snow made their armor constantly white, but then they were shaken away by the violent movement: everyone was desperately firing arrows, and the archery became meaningless at this moment—anyway, the steep slope under their feet was densely covered with a pair of blue eyes, and it was right to shoot at the place where there were these strange bright spots!

The soldiers kept drawing their bows and aiming at the bottom of the valley, and the time they stayed with their bows was so short that it was not aimed at all, but they silently said in their hearts, "Die, monster!" and then let go and shot the dragon crystal arrow on the string into the group of ghouls—silently, shot an arrow, silently, shot an arrow......

If you're unlucky, you won't get anything from an arrow, and if you're lucky, you'll lose a pair of blue eyes that cover the mountains and fields with an arrow. The muscles began to ache, the breathing became rapid, and the heartbeat became more intense. Not only did the soldiers have to do their best to control the rhythm of the counterattack, but they also had to try to control the sphincter so as not to make a fool of themselves.

At his feet were a sea of obsidian arrows and boxes full of wildfire canisters, and lit torches were stuck in the railings, and feathered arrows whizzed through the canyon...... There are only a limited number of wildfires in battle preparation, but obsidian weapons, especially dragon crystal arrows, are the most abundant, but the problem now the defenders are facing is that there are not enough people and bows to shoot these arrows, and they can't form a rain of dragon crystal arrows, so they can't really stop the tide of corpses from pouring in!

After firing a dozen arrows, someone couldn't hold it anymore and picked up a wildfire canister and threw it down the slope...... A ball of blue fireball rose from the front tide of ghouls, and the flames and waves swept away the ghouls, and the confidence of the people was boosted when they saw that the wildfire could work against the enemy. However, when the initial deflagration subsided, the confidence that had been boosted for a few seconds was immediately reduced.

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Quantitatively, the readiness of the entire line of the canyon - even if you don't count the reserves kept in the fortress, just discussing the more than half of the defensive section on the front line is enough to destroy the entire army of ghouls without the wraiths taking action. However, this refers to a situation in which "the enemy is lined up in a row and huddles in a heap and does not resist at all." And now the reality is that the aliens have mastered the means of defense against humans, and at this moment, the ghouls, under the command of their "leaders", are arranged in a rather clever arrangement, like signal base stations, in a honeycomb layout, keeping a distance not far from each other, and are pouring towards humans......

From above, the ghouls seem to be swarming up trying to force their way through the defense line with crowds and ants, but when the defenders pour out their firepower in anticipation to slaughter, they will find that whether it is dragon crystal arrows or rockets, only two or three out of ten shots can be fired, and although the wildfire canister can ignite flames after bursting, the cold weather and snow on the ground greatly weaken the power of the fire attack...... Wildfires can only light the few unlucky ghouls who are splashed, and many of the ghouls who have been swept down by the waves of air roll on the snow slopes and stand up again, and even the few ghouls who have turned into pillars of fire and cannot be saved will consciously shrink back to the place where they fell to avoid hindering the movement of the surrounding ghouls.

Not to mention, the rest of the ghouls around who were lucky not to be burned would retreat in a large circle as if they were conscious, and even the ghouls who attacked behind would cleverly bypass this large ball of flames. There is no way to easily form the spectacular scene of imagining: "burning a large area and forming a sea of fire to intercept the enemy"!

Where the wildfire landed, the ghouls' offensive was briefly contained, while the rest of the place, they still poured in like a flood of broken embankments, rolling up against gravity, like a wave slowing down, slowly and steadily crawling towards the mountain road, stepping on the predecessors who were shot down by the dragon crystal arrows, bypassing the ignited fire, and pushing towards the defensive mountain road on the mountainside on the southern slope without hesitation.

The defenders are indeed killing and wounding ghouls in large numbers, but alas—not enough, not fast enough!

In the face of the approaching ghouls, the soldiers instinctively wanted to continue throwing wildfires, but the commander of this section firmly forbade such a thirst-quenching act - although this weapon was effective in killing, it was only a few cans per person on average, and if you didn't save some use, you could throw them all out in a minute.

Unable to maintain their full firepower, the ghouls continued to climb unceremoniously, and although there were no casualties on the living side, fear had already begun to spread: it seemed to be mixed with the wind and blowing on the people, it was like mixing with the air and pouring into the lungs, and it was more like it was encoded into the orders of the commander and the breathing of the robes around them...... Sneaking into the skull, he kept whispering in the slightest volume behind his head:

(Oh my God...... What to do?)

(It's impossible to hold on.) ）

(Will we survive tonight!)

When the tiny murmur finally slipped out of someone's mouth, the soldiers' fear spread through communication.

"That's too much, isn't it?"

"How long will it take for our backup to arrive?"

"There was one just now, I obviously shot it, but it just didn't die!"

"They don't stop, my lord. One of the recruits shouted, his body trembling like the last leaf in an autumn tree, and the ghouls at his feet had climbed halfway up the slope, just over thirty meters from the mountain path, "There are more coming! The gods are merciful, they still know how to roll and extinguish fires! Without wildfires, we won't have a chance to use them!"

As long as the wildfire is thrown and the backup has not arrived, they can withdraw, and it is written in the plan, this is to carry out the order of the commander-in-chief, save the living force, and not be considered a deserter!

Everyone thinks so.

......

"Shut up for me!! Lao Tzu has even killed strange ghosts, and today I can scare a few dead people away?!"

Gary squeezed all the panicked screams of fear with a loud roar, and he was cowardly, but funny—he was not used to seeing others more cowardly than himself.

The veteran who had been part of the Night's Watch Legion and had participated in the "deadly patrol" with the latter and survived from the Alien Sword had been in the Night's Watch for forty-four years, and finally took advantage of Egger's election as Commander-in-Chief to get rid of his status as a soldier when he was nearly fifty years old......

With his qualifications, military exploits, and special comrade-in-arms relationship with the commander-in-chief, he is now well respected by new and old soldiers in the legion, but his personal ability is really average and he can't take on any heavy responsibilities...... Egger originally transferred him to Houguan Town and asked him to manage one of the gates of Houguan Town, but he heard that there was a shortage of grassroots officers on the front line of the canyon, so he took the initiative to ask to come here - commanding dozens of mountain people and new land-giving recruits in an entire defense section is much more fulfilling than the southerners who lead three or five logistics departments to guard the gate!

The sword that the strange ghost nearly impaled Gary in the chest four years ago had irreversible effects on his left shoulder and left arm, but it was more than enough to be a squad leader to command ordinary soldiers, impart experience, and bring new recruits.

He is now a famous "heroic officer", and he can't fall into this name!

"Don't just use dragon crystal arrows, light fires, light wildfires on the arrows!" After thinking hard for a few minutes, he thought of a way to solve the lack of power and number of wildfires, "As long as you kill and light a row of ghouls, form a wall of fire, you can force them to concentrate at one point, and then use wildfire canisters to smash them when they get closer, we have to save a little bit, and strive to hold out until the reinforcements arrive!"

Dragon crystal arrows can kill ghouls, but can only turn the latter into a corpse. Wildfire can ignite ghouls, but ghouls will not scurry around and spread the fire like a living person, but will gather to a position that does not hinder the attack of a large army and wait for death according to the control of the stranger, which greatly weakens the power of fire attack.

But using "Dragon Crystal + Rocket" to ignite the ghouls will solve this problem!

The fire attribute magic power of obsidian can instantly kill ghouls, avoiding the possibility of them moving with flames, and the fire ghouls that fall on the spot can form burning obstacles, as long as they are shot accurately and let them line up, they can make the enemies have nowhere to go around, and in the case of the wildfire power is weakened by the bad climate and snow, it still forms a barrier, which has the effect of destroying the ghoul formation and forcing them to concentrate on the group, and then smash it down with wildfire, it can have the effect of harvesting!

Under the loud command of the veteran captain, who is said to have killed the strange ghosts and saved the life of the current commander-in-chief, the soldiers resisted the urge to turn around and flee, obeyed the order, each opened a jar of wildfire and placed it beside him, and began to use the most primitive method to attach a flame effect to the weapon- Due to the extremely low ignition point of wildfire, soldiers do not need to wait for the arrows to be burned to shoot directly, and there is no need to worry about the flames going out in the air, just pay attention to the moment of leaving the string and don't shake the sparks to your body, which is countless times better than ordinary rockets made of oil-wrapped cloth!

The tide of ghouls continued to climb a few meters, and the slope of the canyon began to be so steep that they could not walk but had to climb, and the distance was close enough that the light of the torches could clearly illuminate the appearance - there were few normal dead people, most of the ghouls were thin and dry like thousand-year-old demons from graves, even their clothes and skin were rarely intact, and through the cracks in their bodies, they could even see the reflection of the corpse oil that covered their muscles and drove them to move...... If you occasionally see a ghoul who is not the normal point of a dry corpse, it is even more terrifying - normal, which means that it is a ghoul who has been killed and then turned into, you can see the clothes they are wearing, their faces, and their fatal wounds, so that you can't help but start thinking about who they were and why they died: night watchman or wildling, how did they die, how long have they been ghouls, do they still have family and children, will they become like this when they die?

Even if you have been sweating profusely, such a thought will make you tremble with fear under the effect of empathy.

"If we can't meet a strange ghost tonight, we should thank all the gods in the sky, and if we do, then we should be even more happy, Lao Tzu will take you to be a 'strange ghost killer'! In the future, there will be little girls everywhere to post it, and when you are old, you can tell your grandchildren stories about killing strange ghosts, if you have one! Don't tm, shoot him for me!"

Inspired by the loud commander, the soldiers mustered up the courage to continue firing rockets. The enemy was indeed getting closer, but at least that meant that the target needed to shoot the arrow was also approaching, and the arrows that were lit one after another flew towards the ghouls like meteors in the night, and after some effort, a thin but barely formed wall of fire finally barely formed a little more than ten meters away from the defensive mountain road. The ghouls who were shot, fell, and ignited became a thick "tarpaulin blanket" that cut off the flames from the snow and frozen soil on the slopes, and gradually roasted, heated, and dried the ground, creating an increasingly favorable burning environment for wildfires and corpse oil, and eventually forming an impenetrable wall of fire.

The scene was in full swing, and the warmth could be felt from more than ten meters away, and even the edge of the defensive mountain road seemed to be fluffy under the baking...... The scene resembles a super crematorium, with an unpleasant gray mist above the pile of ghouls, and even flying upwards against the snow that is starting to get bigger.

The soldiers let out a jagged whisper of cheer, but the strange grease on the ghouls' bodies alone could not sustain the fire, and it was necessary to keep throwing in oil and wildfires to continue. Despite every effort to restrain the rate of consumption of the wildfires, the stock is still decreasing, and it will take another ten minutes at most...... The wildfires will run out. According to the plan, there should be a reserve from Icefjord Harbor arriving or at least passing through at this moment with follow-up supplies and reinforcements, but ...... Looking west at the equally blazing port, Gary knew that there was no hope of help, and the only way out was to evacuate the whole team after running out of combat readiness.

"Don't throw away your bow when you retreat, bring a barrel of arrows per person, line up, we may have to fight on the way back!"

Gary whistled and began to prepare for the evacuation, and he didn't panic at all - he escaped from the Wraiths, and participated in several live ghoul hunting operations as a Ranger unscathed, and no one in the entire Night's Watch was better at "escaping" from the dead than him. But when he packed up his things and was about to beckon his boys to slip away, he looked up and found that there was also a blue light rushing over the mountain road to the west.

"Gan! The west is lost, brothers, change the plan, let's retreat east! That bastard, don't, are you addicted, slip away!"

Dropping the last half of the wildfire, a whole squad of soldiers unscathed and scrappy followed their legendary captain on a tactical retreat, but what Gary didn't take into account was that the enemy was attacking on all fronts because there would always be a weaker place. And the way he came up with to save the wildfire helped the defensive section they were in to hold out longer than expected without waiting for backup and relying only on their original combat preparations. And these young men, who are new and rookies, but are still brave with his own encouragement, have set a record of nearly 1,000 ghouls killed by just more than 30 people. This heroic feat left their name in the history of the Night's Watch, but it also led them to a desperate situation - they retreated east to the canyon and west to Icefjord, where they were both abandoned by other teams that had abandoned the wildfire and then fallen by ghouls, an island in the ocean, a light in the darkness, destined to be swallowed up by death.

Gary, who had planned to take Iger from the Grand Canyon around the Great Wall to the south four years ago, never had a chance to use his running skills in the face of a wave of ghouls surging from all directions.

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