Will hung the night in his hand around his waist and didn't use the scabbard.

He thought that the night was extremely sharp, and he would cut his clothes into butterfly pieces without using a scabbard, but it turned out that it was not, the sharpness of the night seemed to be only aimed at flesh and blood, and metal, at least for now, Will had tried, without a scabbard, the night would not cut his clothes, and he was also slow to respond to objects such as clothes.

I don't know if this has something to do with the magical blessing or if it has something to do with Will's use of the will of the night.

When Will picked up the night and had a fighting spirit, the night was like a sharp life that came to life, it seemed to have its own perception.

Will knew that some magically blessed divine weapons had a certain spirituality and would uphold the willpower of some masters.

In the underneath King's Landing, the Sword of Light buried in the Dragon Tomb is said to have been forged by the hero of the Age of Light, Atholl Yahai.

When Azar Ahhai forged the sword of light, the sword shattered when he cooled it with water, and when he cooled it with the blood of a lion, the sword shattered, and finally Azar Ahhai put the sword into his wife's heart, and used her blood to cool the sword, and then forged the sword of light.

The blood, emotion, and soul of Athore Yahai's wife were all poured into the Sword of Light, and her life changed form and became the sword spirit of the Sword of Light.

Will wasn't sure if he had a sword spirit in the night.

He only knew that when he drew his sword to kill the enemy just now, the dark night seemed to come to life, and that feeling was not holding a sword, but holding a cold and cold living creature, which made Will himself feel that he had become very dangerous and murderous.

The night amplifies Will's killing chances.

When he killed the three soldiers, the fighting spirit dissipated, and the night was silent, like frozen soil without the breath of life after harvesting the crops.

The leader of the treefolk in front of Will was lying on a rancid pile of fallen leaves, his legs not wearing leggings leather except for a pair of combat boots. He has a short leather skirt and bare legs and calves.

This saved Will the trouble of tearing his pants.

Will hissed and tore open his black clothes, tearing them into two long cloth belts, and skillfully tied up the front and back of the leader's arrow wound to block the flow of blood.

"Wait. The leader said. He spoke the standard northern lingua franca, and if he spoke the Treant tribe's own language, Will wasn't sure if he would be able to understand it.

The leader took off his helmet, and it was a very young face, well-defined, with thick lips that revealed rocky determination, or not perseverance, but stubbornness.

He sat up, and let out a few short, elongated mountain cries of ho-ho-ho and ho-ho.

It's a bit like the sound of a horn at the night watchman of the Great Wall of Desperation.

In the woods to the west, the same mountain shouts were immediately answered: Ho-ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-

Soon, five treemen ran back, armed with the armor of three soldiers, swords and daggers, bows and crossbows, underwear, war boots, and long cloths wrapped around their feet.

Seeing this, the three unfortunate soldiers left nothing behind.

Will grabbed the hilt of Night's sword with his hand as the treefolk ran over.

He doesn't like the Treefolk behind him.

The noble sword that Harris had given him, two sapphires alone, was enough for the treefolk to give him a few swords from behind as he healed the young leader.

The leader was very young, a teenager to be exact.

The young leader said a few words of tribal language to the five treemen, which Will couldn't understand, but he saw the five treemen put down their weapons, armor, and all the loot in their hands, and then the five of them ran away, and soon brought back a large pile of branches, and the raging fire burned.

Will took Night's hand and let go.

The breath of the shadow lynx that was getting closer and closer had been lingering nearby, and when the fire started, that aura finally weakened, and then, Will, heard the low roar of the shadow lynx not far away, and his night vision ability The eyes of the night also saw the cold reflection of the black jewel eyes of the shadow lynx closest to this side.

The shadow lynx generally has bright black fur, will go up trees, and is the absolute king of the forest. If you encounter a pack of wolves, you can still go up to the tree to escape, but if you encounter a shadow lynx, you are basically a dead end except for fire. Even if you run to the treetops, the shadow lynx will be able to track you, and even if you reach the top of the tree, the shadow lynx will leap a few feet and pounce on you.

"They're eating the corpses of those three soldiers. A tree-dweller with a scar on his face and missing an ear whispered, speaking the lingua franca of the North.

"We deliberately stripped all three of them naked. Another rosacea-nosed guy said.

Will saw that the five tree people did not have weapons in their hands, and the short knives on their bodies were also untied at the signal of the young leader, and the fire around them was blazing, and there were many branches that could be added to the fire.

It's safe now!

Will called a treeman to fetch the wine from the cartridge of the warhorse, and said, "Little brother, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Mu Dun. ”

"What's the last name?"

"There is no surname. ”

As he spoke, Mu Dun's expression slackened a little.

"You need to take this in your mouth. Will stuck a small stick in the wooden shield's mouth.

"What are you doing?" said Mu Dun.

"Bit, I'm going to help you pull out the arrow first. It's going to be painful, and I'm afraid you're going to bite off your tongue. ”

"No, I don't. Mu Dun said, "Come on." ”

Will frowned and said, "You really don't need it? ”

"I can, it's nothing. Mu Dun's thick lips pursed tightly.

"No, no, no, I don't dare to do anything like this. Will winced.

Mu Dun laughed, and the five subordinates couldn't help but laugh too.

In the midst of the laughter, Will, who was cowering, had already pulled out the short arrow on the leg of the wooden shield, and no one could see his movements clearly. He ordered a few of the treefolk with stiff smiles on their faces to hold down Wooden Shield's hands and feet, and shoved a ball of rag that had been prepared long ago into the stunned Wooden Shield's mouth, and with a pop, Will squirted wine into the wound of the short arrow.

Because the wound was tied with cloth bands before and after, when the short arrow was drawn out, there was no blood gushing.

Knife wounds and arrow wounds, as long as the wound is disinfected in time, there is no need to worry about being infected. If the wound ulcerates and suppurates, in this world, it is basically incurable.

"Hold him down, I'm going to get serious. Will said. Will, who had previously cowered, had become a cold and ruthless man in black, with a cold, majestic, and unquestionable tone.

Five treants hold the hands, feet, and body of the wooden shield.

The wooden shield could no longer move, not even its neck.

Will poured the wine in his hand over Wooden Shield's wound, and Wooden Shield choked in pain and wheezed in his throat.

Will took a burning twig from the fire and lit the wine.

The blue flames instantly enveloped the wound and burned.

Mu Dun let out a miserable howl, his face turned pale instantly, and his lips became bloodless.

The arrow of the short arrow is black iron, and in the five elements, fire and gold are useful, whether it is in this world or in the previous world.

Wine disinfection, fire disinfection, wooden shield injury, as long as it is bandaged, within three days, it will be closed, and the effect is incomparable.

Even if there was rust on the arrow, it would not cause the wound to become infected and suppurated.

Will knows that metal wounds such as swords can heal ten times faster than with medicine when disinfected with fire, and they will not be infected.