Sword and Magic and Taxi

Every day since Jon left, Zhao Mai would climb the Fist of the First Men and persuade Elder Xiong to equip all Night Watchmen with natural fireworks. He gets rejected every day and comes back with wounds, big and small. He used the natural force to heal himself, and then started training, from physical fitness, weapon use, psychic powers to natural force prayer, every day. If there is a brother of the Night Watch who is willing to discuss things, he will also join in the activities. At that time, he will use two wooden sticks, just like the White Walkers who use ice crystal swords.

With the help of psychic powers, Zhao Mai can make sudden turns in the air, his elusive mobility is like a ghost, and his ruthlessness of not defending but only attacking is even more so. Almost all of the Rangers took a beating and then shook their heads. This is not a human way of playing. There is only one master like you. Some people even compared Zhao Mai with Arthur Dayne, the Sword of Dawn.

Zhao Mai didn't defend himself. He was full of respect for the reputation of the Dawn Sword, but he didn't think he could defeat him, especially when fighting together. All he was thinking about now was the White Walkers and how to tear them into pieces. Anyway, no matter how the plot of this world develops, humans and the White Walkers will have a battle sooner or later. No one has ever said that some White Walkers can't die in the Fist of the First Men. Isn't this called changing the plot?

Waiting for the enemy to appear is an unbearable thing. The Night Watch guards at the Fist of the First Men. If the time is short, it is called rest, and if the time is long, it is called torture. A life of always climbing on the ice and sleeping in the snow made this group of bandits and swindlers gradually lose their discipline and fighting spirit. Complaints began to spread among the soldiers, and many of them even began to curse Elder Xiong. The old man's crazy fantasy caused us to suffer here! There are also some rumors like this: It is said that the enemy has 30,000, and we only have 300. This is a complete suicide!

Zhao Mai saw all this in his eyes, listened in his heart, and told Mr. Xiong every day when he saw him. Mormont said that he understood and would not say much else. The old bear himself was powerless. He could not move until several reconnaissance teams, including Qhorin Halfhand and Jon, reported back on the reconnaissance situation ahead.

Every day, Mr. Xiong used carbon strips to draw a line on the tent. Now, there are twenty-one black marks. Zhao Mai asked to see him again, and Mr. Xiong thought for a while before calling him in.

Before Zhao Mai could speak, Mr. Xiong raised his hand and stopped him. I have ordered Samwell Tarly to send a letter to Aemon and send back the formula for the natural fireworks potion. By now, Sam should have finished this matter and started preparing the potion. I think, first The equipment should be given to everyone tonight.

Change has finally occurred, but is there still enough time? Zhao Mai had mixed feelings on his face and said, This is good news.

There is too much bad news now. The night watchman is fighting alone. Any help must be used. Mr. Xiong pointed to the chair and asked Zhao Mai to sit down. He poured a glass of ginger wine for Zhao Mai with his own hands, poured a glass for himself, and then sat down in the chair with a bang.

Ser Alliser didn't complete his mission. He stayed in King's Landing for too long, and his head melted. We, King Joffrey, are only willing to lend us a hundred shovels, so we can bury the dead before they crawl out. .Bless our king! He took a sip.

Renly is dead. Stannis Baratheon wrote back and said that he now wants to focus on eliminating Joffrey Baratheon who usurped the throne. He can't control the Night's Watch in the north for the time being, so all he can give is promises and Respect. The Riverlands are about to be destroyed. Lord Tully has too much time to take care of himself, let alone help us. Arryn of the Eyrie didn't even reply. Elder Xiong took three sips in a row, and then said: Shi The young wolf in the Tucker family, oh, is now the King of the North. He has been going all the way, and even Tywin Lannister has been defeated. It is really unexpected. However, Master Aemon speculates that something may happen in Winterfell. Because there has been no reply from the ravens for a long time, and none of the ravens sent have returned.”

So, the Stark family can't count on it. Zhao Mai raised his glass frequently, but didn't take a sip. The Night Watchman can only rely on himself. Do you have confidence?

Hmph, you think I invited you to drink because I didn't have confidence or was afraid. You underestimate me! Mr. Xiong put down the cup and said to Zhao Mai: You are the only one among this group of people who is not a night watchman. You are not my subordinate, so you can still have two drinks with me. I will chat with you and scold those kings who have no vision, and then you can easily go on the field to kill the enemy. What? Why don't you drink?

Zhao Mai picked up the cup and said, To the warriors. Then he drank it all in one gulp. Those who are armed to the teeth to bully the natives are only soldiers. Those who can still stick to their ideals and responsibilities even in the most impoverished times are warriors.

We agreed at the beginning that you would follow us to the Fist of the First People, and you would be free to leave when the three groups of people meet up. Elder Xiong said, I deliberately kept you for a long time because I think you are a rare person. Talent! I can't wait to give up all my honor, tie you up with a rope, and then force you to join the gang like a bandit! Haha, it would be so happy if I could do that!

I am also planning to get a wife and have children. If I join the Night Watch, I will be beaten to death by my father.

Is this the only reason why you don't want to join the Night's Watch? Are you afraid of death?

Being afraid of being beaten to death by my father and being afraid of death are two different things. Zhao Mai felt another piece of skin cracking and said with a wry smile: Of course, I can't bear to let go of beautiful women either.

You...haha! Old Xiong stroked his hands and laughed: I think of a person, Rhaegar Targaryen back then. He was so free, so dazzling, so outstanding, just like you in the Night's Watch. At that time I feel that although he will be the best king, even the throne is just a bondage and shackles to him. So, I now untie your shackles and set you free.

Mr. Xiong stood up, suddenly drew out his sword, and placed it on Zhao Mai's shoulder: I, Jeor Mormont, the 997th Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch Legion, declare Mike Zhao as the friend and brother of the Night's Watch. , travel freely across the Wall and all lands where the First Men, the Andals, and the Rhoynar may tread, and be welcomed forever in the Night's Watch camp until death do us part!

As soon as he finished speaking, the magical oppression from the Fist of the Ancients immediately disappeared, and the rupture on Zhao Mai's body began to heal. Although you can't see the Great Wall of Despair here, the vague sense of oppression is gone. Zhao Mai waited for Mr. Xiong to touch his shoulders with his long sword, then stood up and asked: I understand everything above, why do you want to add till death?

We will burn you if you die and we will never let you get up again. Old Xiong stroked his beard: The two night watchman ghouls almost killed me. If you become a ghoul , then the entire Night Watch should not be able to survive. So if you die, we will make sure that you are completely dead.

Zhao Mai scratched his head, but had to admit: Your concerns are right.

You are just a hungry wolf, a fierce bear, and a dragon! Now, you can do what you want to do. Mr. Xiong said.

I will stay for a while longer to help you fight before leaving. Zhao Mai said, I have a feeling that the enemy is approaching.