The Great Wall was so large that it was so high that all ladders and siege towers could not do anything, and it was so thick that any ram would look at it. A normal bow and arrow can't shoot a wall, a trebuchet can't throw a boulder that can destroy a wall, and if you try to attack it with fire, the snowmelt will quickly extinguish the flames. It is true that the wildlings can crawl over, as the raiders do, but only if the actors are strong, steady, and nimble, and there is no other way for the troop of men and horses to drag their families than to attack the gates.

"Throw stones, shoot arrows, don't let them get near the Wall!" the blacksmith who climbed to the top of the wall with Egger knew better about the defense of the Wall, and he commanded loudly.

The asphalt buckets were quickly stuffed into the trebuchet and then lit with torches. The wind stirs the fire, and the arrogance rages. With a loud roar of "put!", the balance arm fell, and the throwing arm "banged" on the beam, and the burning asphalt bucket rolled and flew out in the dark night, emitting an orange-white swaying light, and in the dark night, a bright mark was drawn and smashed to the ground, bursting into a ball of fire. Frightened by the two mammoths near the landing site, the giant rider riding on it desperately steadied the elephant, roaring in the ancient language, and the sound was like thunder from ancient times, which was clearly recognizable even from the top of the Great Wall.

Nearly a hundred defenders attacked the enemy under the Great Wall with various equipment, and the spears and steel swords on the Great Wall were useless, and Iger also took a bow and carefully probed the arrow below. The cold wind blows from the northeast, blocked by the Great Wall, and turns into an east-west air flow against the wall, the flow speed is particularly fast, in this darkness and strong wind, aiming has become a meaningless operation, everyone just picks a lot of people to rain arrows, oil drums and stones, all the means of attack as soon as they leave the top of the wall are swallowed by the darkness, among which the heavier oil drums and stones can at least ensure that they fall near the intended landing point, occasionally burst into flames, as for the arrows...... Which unlucky guy was blown away and shot...... Or finally nail to the ground, it is completely resigned to fate.

The wildlings continued to emerge from the woods towards the Wall, and soon the narrow barrier below was a white-flour pie sprinkled with garnishes – black sesame seeds for savages, and nuts for giants and mammoths.

In the TV series, in order to make this offensive and defensive battle exciting, the director designed and arranged a variety of offensive and defensive means for both sides, but in fact, there were no wild men climbing the wall at all to give the night watchman a chance to shoot him down, and all ordinary wild men, giants and mammoths rushed to the outer gate of the Great Wall in the Castle Black section with a clear goal, determined to break the gate and attack the south of the wall.

The task of the night watchmen is to kill and wound an endless number of enemies in a monotonous and hopeless manner.

"City gates!" Iger noticed the problem of some of his soldiers and walked along the line of defense and shouted: "Forget the fools who stand on the side and shoot arrows, they can't shoot that high!

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The so-called city gate is actually just a narrow tunnel in the ice wall, and there is no room for two horses to travel side by side. Compared to the massive walls of the Great Wall, the scale of the passage is pitifully small, and there are three iron fences blocking the road, so that even if the enemy breaks through the outermost fortified gate, the inner passage is very easy to defend...... But there are hundreds of times the number of wildlings on their side, and there are giants, and once the battlefield is turned into a narrow passage and each other fights a war of attrition, the Night's Watch will be no match at all.

At all costs, the Night's Watch must keep the battle as it is - across the Wall!

Screams and screams continued to come from the city gates, and from time to time attackers were smashed and fell, and the casualties of the battle were one-sided, and dozens of wildlings had died at the hands of the Night's Watch, while there were not a single casualties on Egg's own side in Egg's field of vision. But he couldn't be happier: there were still thousands of wildlings, and more importantly: they had approached the gates and began to tinker with the outer gates that led to Castle Black in the darkness of the night!

"Stop them! Throw something, don't feel bad!"

Iger gritted his teeth and pinned all his hopes of defending Castle Black to Jon and Jaime, and returned to the north side of the wall: in the night, it was difficult for the people on the top of the Wall to see what the wildlings below were doing to the gates, but everyone knew that if they were allowed to toss the other side, Castle Black would definitely be breached.

The ballista was turned towards the city gates, and the thick and powerful strings of the rope shook, firing the ballista arrows as large as spears downward. The night watchmen, who had no bows and arrows, lifted stones and threw them below, and the most lethal oil drums were thrown without money, and in an instant the gates of the city were bombarded, and the rubble flew everywhere, and the burning oil splattered everywhere, igniting all the combustibles that could be contaminated.

A mammoth was poured on the asphalt on fire, dragging the flames and howling back to the forest, scaring countless savages along the way, the flames had a great intimidating effect on the beasts, but the savages and giants were intelligent beings, and when they caught fire, they just threw themselves down and rolled in the snow, and the flames were extinguished in an instant.

The gates of the city were littered with corpses and rivers of blood, but the savages showed a very different resilience and will to fight, pushing away the corpses, holding up the snow cover to extinguish the burning asphalt, and continuing to destroy the outer gate of the passage against falling rocks and arrows. There was a crack in the planks of the gates, and the giants tied thick ropes to the pillars, and at the other end they took a few mammoths, brandished their whips, and began to drive them away. The ropes tightened, and the gates soon creaked loudly.

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"Gentle Mother, source of mercy, bless your sons through the fierce battle, stop the flow of arrows, resist the sword, let them see the beautiful ......" At the most critical moment of the battle, the monk of the Black Castle, Seleda, was still in the mood to sing the hymn, but he didn't know whether he was blown by the wind or frightened by the sight of the north and south, and his voice was rough and trembling.

"Don't get nervous out there, come here, open the lid of the oil drum and seep the wildfire in!" Iger kicked him and yelled, "Get away from here, get the torches out of the way, this thing will blow up!"

Many people stopped to look at the side, and Noi had to yell at them again in a louder voice: "Look, keep releasing the arrows! The arrows are gone, go over there and get another bundle! Egger, what are you doing?"

"We have to find something they can't do to interrupt their destruction of the gates!"

"There are too many of them, and the outer gate can't be guarded!" Noi shook his head: "If you don't stop the arrows, even if you can't shoot them, at least you can harass each other." The blacksmith looked at the firelit face at the top of the Wall, "I need two archers and two spearmen to guard the tunnel in case they break through the gates!"

More than a dozen people stepped forward, and Noi picked out four and walked to the elevator: "Egg, until I come back, the Great Wall is yours." ”

It was a familiar experience, and Egger suddenly realized that if he didn't hurry up and stop the wildlings' attack on the gate, the blacksmith and the five men he brought with him would die in the tunnel. He pried open the lid of a wooden barrel and nodded without looking back: "Understood, they can't enter the tunnel, I promise!"

The asphalt and oil dissolved together, revealing a black color in the barrel, Iger scooped out a large bowl and poured it into the empty bucket, then carefully picked up one of the two jars of wildfire that had brought the Great Wall, and gently poured the dark green viscous liquid into the asphalt bucket, filling the space that had been scooped up earlier, and then asked the night watchman next to him to reseal the lid.

In a repetition of the operation, Iger mixed one of two wildfire cans into a dozen barrels of asphalt to create a row of low-profile liquid incendiary bombs.

In the exclamation of the surrounding soldiers and the sound of cold air, the corner of the city gate fell out of the door frame under the pull of several mammoths, and the whole began to deform, making a sharp and piercing sound, without further ado, Iger waved his hand: "Ignite, throw it down!"

A few of the Night's Watchmen, who were idle without bows, ran forward, pushed a dozen or so wooden barrels that had been resealed to a few meters east of the gates, and lit them with torches.

There was no explosion, and Egg, who was standing a few meters away, breathed a sigh of relief: "Throw it down!"

"But the asphalt isn't hot yet—"

"It's not all asphalt, we'll be done when it's hot, and we'll throw it away!"

The craftsmen and clerks obeyed, and as the wildfire-filled oil drums were pushed down, Iger approached the wall to see the effects of his new attempt.

After seeping into the wildfire, the fire from the opening of the oil barrels also turned green, and a dozen barrels tumbled to the ground with a green tail flame, one of which shattered on the raised corner of the ice wall, and the liquid sprayed out...... If it hadn't seeped into the wildfire, the unheated mixture of asphalt and lamp oil would have been extinguished by the icy cold wind, but this time, the green fire spread in the biting cold air, and the liquid juice sprayed from the oil barrel burned all in the air, like a green demon with outstretched wings, falling from the sky and pounced on the wild men and giants pulling the gates.

Boom Boom - The barrels slammed down outside the city gates, bursting into dark green flames, as the attackers were accustomed to this, and those splashed by the flames rushed into the snow and rolled down, while the rest retreated a few meters, intending to continue their work after the fire itself was frozen by the cold ground and snow......

But this time, they seem to be thinking wrong.

The people who were rolling on the ground quickly stood up, and the liquid that had been extinguished was able to rekindle the green flame as soon as it touched the air, and if they were lucky, they could quickly pick up the snow and completely crush it, while those who were splashed more on their bodies fell into a predicament: no matter how they rolled, the green flame stubbornly burned on the clothes, melting the snowflakes and continuing to spread on the wet clothes...... Soon a few unlucky eggs will be transformed into screaming ghosts with green flames.

A few dead people couldn't stop the attack, but something worse soon followed: the sap of green flames flowed and burned on the ground at the city gates, and instead of being extinguished by the low temperature, it continued to flow and rise— The wildfire mixed with the asphalt burned itself to heat the liquid and the ground, roasted the frozen soil, and soon baked the ground to the ignition point of the asphalt and lamp oil mixture, and the other two larger liquids were also ignited, and the emerald green flame demon deepened in color, growing to a height of five or six meters at once, completely blocking the city gate, and even began to touch the mammoth herd holding the rope......

Before the savages realized this and tried to extinguish it with snow, the emerald green flame had grown to a scale of more than ten meters high, and the barrier hundreds of meters in radius was illuminated by a faint green light, and the air began to smell of burning, like burnt bacon. Ember of flames fluttered in the night sky like swarms of green fireflies.

Several mammoths about to be licked by the green flames let out a wail and struggled desperately, two of them quickly broke the brittle ropes and broke free, while the remaining ones were quickly untied by the giant knight and led back.

The Green Flame Demon burned and danced at the gates, like the loyal guards of the Great Wall of Desperation, and it was impossible to attack the gates before it was extinguished itself...... Although the casualties and physical exertion had not yet reached an unbearable retreat line, the wild people scattered all over the mountains reluctantly retreated into the forest, waiting for the next wave of attacks.

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