The sound of horses' hooves drew closer, and the identity of the comer was soon revealed: Will's horse, which had been killed by an ice sword headshot ten days earlier, emerged from among the trees, and a pale and thin figure sat on the stiff body of the ice cube.

The Wraiths who pursued Iger transformed the dead horse into a ghoul creature, transforming from an ordinary Wrai to a Wrai Knight, and if it weren't for his poor riding skills, he wouldn't have caught up with the two until he got close to the Wall.

But now the result is not bad, and a feeling called satisfaction arises in the body of the stranger: finally catching up.

As far as humans are concerned, the stamina and determination of the two black-clothed humans in front of them are quite excellent, especially the younger one: from the decisiveness of turning around and running away as soon as they see themselves, to the calm and accurate judgment of not having naïve thoughts when they see their weapons unarmed, to the agility of dodging the throwing ice sword, and the speed of running all the way...... This is a good human, and after today, he will be a good ghoul henchman.

One against two, but the advantage of strength, equipment, and ability that he has is already so great that he can completely ignore the disadvantage of one more opponent, not to mention that the two human beings in front of him are already at the limit of their physical and psychological strength...... It's not fighting, it's hunting.

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The slumped horse neighed and stumbled off into the distance, while Egger drew his weapon and stared coldly at the pursuing stranger. The heat steamed up from his lungs, and he let out a low, uncontrollable ho-ho breath deep in his throat, not like from the vocal cords, but from the soul - shock and fear turned into a surging battle spirit: the other party has a horse, and if you can't run away, then either you die or I live!

The battle was fought against the water, not to protect the Great Wall, not to defend the kingdom, but to survive.

"I stopped it. Gary also realized that he was in a desperate situation, and raised his sword: "Run, someone has to remind the brothers that winter is coming." ”

"No, I don't want to be desperately chased after you've been killed, and you'll be on the run until you die. Iger knew there was no way Gary could stop him: "Let's do it here, and then we can escape over the Wall together." The specific plan will be discussed later, be careful of this guy's weapon, the steel sword can't stop it, if it dares to throw us with that thing again......"

The enemy didn't wait for him to finish, staring at the two night watchmen for a few seconds with its glowing blue eyes, and then rode towards them.

"Get out of the way!"

The two quickly separated, the surrounding trees became good cover, and the two night watchmen staged a scene in the ghost forest, circling around the obstacle so that the horseback ghost charged several times without touching half of their hair, and so on, the latter roared in a shrill voice, dismounted and rushed towards the two on foot.

"Up!" Gary yelled, pounced.

"Beware!"

Egg shouted, the swordsmanship training received by the Night's Watch is the most basic technique of parrying counterattacks, and it is naturally more than enough to deal with the savage raiding team that fights with all instinct and strength, but the basis of this combat method is based on "weapons can withstand collisions", and this condition is not satisfied in front of the strange ghosts!

There was not much brewing and confrontation, and the real battle went from an outbreak to a life-and-death climax in an instant, although Egg reminded the veteran to be careful of the Stranger's weapons, but Gary had been accustomed to his own fighting style for more than thirty years, and when he saw the Stranger showing his flaws, he subconsciously stepped forward and slashed head-on!

It was an unpretentious but skillful blow, with an impeccable angle and a timing that picked out the moment when the strange ghost dismounted and did not gain a firm foothold. Gary had not received much fancy, relying only on forty years of experience and proficiency, and this slash seemed to have gathered all his life's skills and strength, and even if the dawn sword god crawled out of the grave, he would have to deal with this sword with twelve points of energy—and the veteran even had a gut feeling that this sword would end the battle without Egger mending it.

(Even if this blow is blocked, he can quickly retract his sword and turn it into a side trick, forcing the opponent to continue defending, at which point Egg can attack it from behind, and the damn thing will end up.) ）

This is a tricky and deadly sword, and if the opponent is human, I am afraid that it will be in big trouble...... But reality was wrong in the first step, because his sword broke.

The sword that Weimar Royce brought from home only barely held out a few times in the face of the ice sword of the Stranger, and the standard weapon used by the Night's Watch soldiers was the most ordinary steel sword, the material was only "considered steel", and the toughness and strength were difficult to compare with steel.

Gary had never encountered such a situation in his fifty years of life, and he was stunned for a moment, and he was calmly stabbed by the strange ghost with an ice sword.

"No!" Egger's eyes were torn, he was still two meters away at the moment when his companion and the strange ghost fought, and he didn't have time to make any cooperation, so he could only watch his teammate being stabbed down, roared in despair, and rushed towards the enemy from behind without hesitation.

For Gary, Iger doesn't have much love or admiration - how can a night watchman who has served for 40 years and is still a small soldier be admired? Just like himself before the crossing, arriving at the construction site for inspection on behalf of Party A as a supervisor, of course, it is impossible to make friends with a migrant worker in his fifties or sixties who is still moving bricks and walls on the construction site and does not know a single word. It's not that dogs look down on people or discriminate against working people, but that the vision, thinking, and lifestyle between the two people are so different that they won't have any common topics and hobbies at all, so how can they talk about sincere friendship and feelings?

Regardless, Gary is his roommate under the same roof, and the black-clad brother who takes the most care of the crosser after he arrives at the Wall...... The most important and realistic point is that the veteran is his only comrade-in-arms facing the strange ghost at the moment, the only remaining support and spiritual support, he has a series of mutually coordinated plans in his belly, as long as he can induce the strange ghost to show a little flaw, he can stab the obsidian dagger in his hand into the opponent's body.

If all goes well, Gary will also be his guide and companion on his escape from the desperate Wall.

But now, all plans and intentions are stillborn. The only remaining teammates were stabbed to the ground by the enemy's sword before they could even hold on to their faces, and they were the only ones left, how could they defeat the human natural enemy with strong strength and strange abilities in front of them?

"Ahh He raised his sword in his right hand and slashed at the back of the wraith's head, while in his left hand he gripped the obsidian dagger and stabbed his foe with all his strength. If there is no possibility of survival today, then fight like a man, since you will definitely die, then don't think about it!

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The pale figure turned around and raised his weapon to block with a blank face, this last prey disappointed him a little, the previous person was defeated by himself in this way, but still attacked himself in the exact same way?

The snail-slow, deformed with rage, and clear enough to be parried or dodged in countless ways is the final struggle? Oh, and maybe the little dagger in the other hand?

The strange ghost showed a disdainful expression, relying on magic to maintain its form, it had no point at all, except that cutting off its head would bring itself some trouble and stab it in the stomach...... Even if you stand still and let it attack, this thing doesn't want to hurt itself.

The Wraith raised the Ice Sword, blocking and slashing Egger's sword as if it were a repetition of the defeat of Gary, and then took advantage of the open door in front of him to deliver a sweep that slashed through the traverser's body, and everything settled.

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