"Will, do you know Theon Greyjoy? the guy you hit in the face with your practice sword. Harris laughed.

"Of course. ”

"That guy isn't very old, but he's a little villain. Harris laughed.

Foucault interjected with a grin: "Yes, my lord, every time I go to the girls' den to drink a little wine after a shift with my brothers, I can see him in the girl's den almost every time, and that kid is very confused. ”

Theon wasn't just Miros, he was ...... to Huren's youngest daughter Beth, Poole's youngest daughter Bertha, the tavern's little maid, and the blacksmith's sister Miken I have a good feeling. Harris laughed.

"I also heard that he once tricked Bran into the girl's den, and was beaten up by Robb, who almost broke his calf with his training sword, haha, hahaha!" "Foucault laughed, a little forgetful, "but within two days, the guy was back to his original form, and boasted in the girl's den that he had beaten Robb." "Foucault strokes," Theon said, as he lowered his head, picked Robb up by the waist, slammed him to the ground, and kicked Robb's pigu before he could get up. Then the girls asked him if he had been beaten by Robb, and he said that by the time Robb got up, he would have run away. ”

"He's no match for Robb. Cao Wei said lightly, not very interested.

"Yes, everyone knows that he was beaten up by Robb, but he is used to blowing his mouth in the girl's nest. Foucault laughed.

Harris said, "Brother Will, what's the matter, it looks like you're tired. ”

"I didn't have a good rest last night, and I lost my sword at dawn, and I ran a long way, and I was a little sleepy. ”

"Then you can take a nap on your horse, I know you rangers can sleep on your horse. Harris laughed.

"Okay, you guys talk, I'll take a nap first. Will opened his mouth and let out a long yawn.

Harris and Foucault rode slowly, the terrain became higher and higher, the populated villages on both sides of the road became more and more sparse, the air became colder and colder, and the road of King's Road narrowed and narrowed as they went.

As far as the eye can see, a few miles to the left of the King's Road, the black oppressive forest is the famous wolf forest in the north, if you enter the west, until the Grove family's deep forest fort, there are hundreds of miles away, and go north to the desperate Great Wall, thousands of miles long.

On the right side of King's Road is the frozen ground that you can't see, because the weather is getting colder, winter is approaching, and the harvest season has just passed, and some small patches of late-harvested crops look lifeless. On the small stream not far away, the ice and snow remained, the trees withered and lost their leaves, and the weather was desolate.

In the middle of the line, the horse under Harris's crotch suddenly jumped, almost knocking Harris off the horse.

Foucault said, "Lord Harris, the road is rough, be careful. ”

The King's Road no longer has the majesty of the King's Road, and it has begun to look like a forest path, with more and more dead branches and leaves on the road, and moss gradually appearing on both sides of the road.

Harris took control of the horse and said, "Strange, there is no gravel on the road, and this horse almost stumbled." ”

Foucault laughed: "People make mistakes, horses miss their hooves." ”

There is a small stone bridge in front of it, and the rainwater from the forest collects into a small stream, which passes under the small stone bridge. All the streams and rivers here flow eastward, and finally they all converge in the White Blade River.

The ground on the left was getting higher and steeper, and Harris's horse seemed a little uneasy, walking on the left and on the right, and his nostrils kept rattling.

"What's wrong with the horse?" said Harris, his hand already on the hilt of his sword, and he reached out to take the reins of the horse.

"Is there a wolf or is there any other beast?" said Foucault, who pressed the hilt of his sword as well, and craned his neck to look into the woods to the left.

The wolf forest is ancient, and the population in it is small, mainly hunting. Towering trees cover the sky and the sun, and black thorns are everywhere, which is a paradise for many fierce beasts.

The horses are abnormal, out of vigilance. Harris's horses are also good horses that have been trained for a long time.

After a while, nothing was unusual, and Harris kicked the horse's belly lightly, and the hoofs sounded, and he moved forward again.

However, along the way, although the horse no longer stumbled, he always felt a little uncomfortable, which made Harris wary all the way, afraid of accidents, and arrived at a small town at noon to rest, and Will, who was napping, also rested, fed the horses, and the horse was no different.

On the road in the afternoon, there was almost no one else in sight before and after the King's Road, and the road became more and more difficult to walk, and it was difficult to wind its way forward by the wolf forest. The farmland villages on the right gradually disappeared, and finally all of them turned into uninhabited frozen soil. The mountain on the left begins to rise and become majestic.

This time Will opened the way, but Harris's horse seemed to be a little afraid of him, and was always afraid to move forward. Harris drove a few times, but the horse always hesitated. Later, as a last resort, a pack horse was placed in the middle of the room, and Harris's horse returned to normal and followed behind the pack horse.

"Brother Will, this horse is a bit abnormal, I'm afraid something will happen, everyone should be careful. Harris said.

Will smiled, "I haven't entered the forest yet, so there won't be any danger." ”

"My horse is different from ordinary horses, it is spiritual. Harris said.

"Then let's be careful. Will took Harris's suggestion.

The next day, Harris's horse was still a little unusual, as if it sensed danger and was close by, but Harris, Will, and Foucault were vigilant until dark, and nothing happened all the way.

After the third day, Harris's horses finally disappeared and returned to normal. The King's Road has been transformed into a mountain road, and the frozen ground on the right has disappeared into a forest with a cold smell of rotting leaves, and on the left is black oaks, black thorns, sentinel trees, evergreens, iron trees, and cypress trees that cannot be seen as far as the eye can see.

The road has entered the wolf forest, but it is still on the edge of the wolf forest. It's also time for Harris and Foucault to return to Winterfell.

Further on, the danger will intensify deep into the wolf forest. When passing by the side of the Long Lake and entering the territory of the Amber family, it is relatively safe.

It was a very difficult road to follow, and as soon as the wind blew, countless ice needles flew overhead. In the forest, in addition to wolves, shadow lynxes and other fierce beasts, you also have to guard against hostile natives, taciturn hunters, cavemen-like homesteaders, and illiterate stone people in the Wolf Forest Mountains, a good sword, a fine leather coat, and a silver dragon are all reasons for them to shoot arrows to nail you to the ground.

Especially if you are walking alone, this danger is multiplied by geometric coefficients.

However, Will, who waved goodbye to Harris and Foucault, smiled lightly, and the forest was as safe as if he was in a castle compared to the Ghost Forest outside the Great Wall.

Send Will here, assuming that he does not return to the Wall, but then sneaks south, then Eddard Stark will get the message of the Great Wall Crow at the planned time, and he will have plenty of time to stop Will in the north, then capture him and behead him.

"Ser Harris, go back and tell Lord Eddard that he will receive a letter from Maester Aemon for peace in his planned time. Will said, "Please convey my greetings to Lady Caitlin, she has a good eye, I am not a deserter." ”

"As you wish. Harris said. He unsheathed the long sword at his waist, "Brother Will, you are the first Ranger to block my wrong rifle, are you willing to accept this sword of mine?"

Will looked at the little dagger of the Hound Team in his hand, the corner of the scabbard was already rusted. He reached out and took Harris's sword, he didn't have a single friend in the Legion in the North, and he didn't mind making a friend with Harris: "Knight Harris, I'm cheating. ”

"Without first-class horsemanship, without accurate anticipation, without strong arm strength and courage, cheating can't stop my wrong rifle. ”

"Well, do you mind if I take your sword to Fireplace City to get a jug of wine?"

Harris laughed, "The sword is yours, you can trade it for a jug of wine or go to the girl's den in Fireplace, you can do it." ”