Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 141 White Walkers
“Snow,” the crow called, jumping up and down on the old man’s shoulder. “Snow, snow.”

This talking raven is the pet raven of Jeor Mormont, Lord Commander of the Night's Watch.

This raven has been with Jeor Mormont, Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, for many years. When the men retreated from the Fist of the First Men, the raven flew away. Mormont thought it was scared away in the chaos, but perhaps it saw the Night's Watch in the Haunted Forest from the air today and found them.

It usually likes to repeat a word two or three times. Most of the time it will repeat what someone around it says, but what it repeats is always intriguing.

For example, now. At first, Commander Mormont thought it was calling "Snow", calling Jon Snow, because Jon had been feeding it for a while when he was the steward of the old bear.

But it was soon proved that it was the "snow" it was shouting for, because as they walked out of a dense forest in the Haunted Forest and came to a slightly open area between two dense forests, they saw snow falling from the sky.

The sky was overcast, and the little sunshine in the morning had disappeared without a trace. It was noon now, but the light in the dense forest was dim as if it was about to fall at night.

This is not a good sign.

The Rangers also encountered bad weather when they went north, but that time the sky was covered with dark clouds and cold rain fell.

Although the rain north of the Great Wall would freeze into water when it hit the ground, making the already difficult road full of icy shallow ice pits, the mud would make the horses and infantry wet as soon as they stepped on it.

But it was better than snow, which meant that the weather had grown colder during their trip, and winter was approaching.

Moreover, this snow was strange. Last night, you could still see a few stars in the sky, but today they just passed through a dense forest, and when they came out, the sky was so gloomy.

This place is quite far from Fort Custer. If it turns into a blizzard, the consequences will be disastrous.

Old Xiong gave everyone an order: "Tell everyone to move faster. We need to find a resting spot that is sheltered from the wind."

The order was sent by cavalry to the small remaining force.

But the situation was developing in a direction that Mr. Xiong didn't want to see. As time went on, the snow fell heavier and heavier.

The commander had to issue a second order urging the troops to move faster and set up camp at the designated shelter to avoid the wind and snow.

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"Fuck Old Bear! The officials ride horses, but we walk! He just keeps rushing us! I say he shouldn't have gone to the Fist of the Ancients, and he shouldn't have camped there and waited to die! Damn it, coming to this freezing cold place and being chased by the dead! He should be killed by the dead ghosts!" The thin and unfocused Rowley spat quietly, "The Great Wall is about to be destroyed, who the hell still cares about his orders!"

This was a Night's Watch officer known as Rowley of the Sisters.

At the beginning, when Old Bear ordered the rangers to set up camp at the Fist of the First Men and sent scouts to inquire about the movements of the savages, and during the time when they stayed at the Fist of the First Men for several months, a group of people secretly plotted a rebellion.

The rebels planned to kill the commander-in-chief and several night watchmen and nuisances who were good at hunting, and then escape on horseback. They even prepared dry food.

Because at that time Old Bear planned to use 300 rangers to fight against tens of thousands of savages, the rebels thought that the plan was too crazy and was simply a waste of life.

This Raleigh of Sistersburg was one of the conspirators.

The conspirators also include [Zet], Short Blade, [Softfoot], One-Armed Oro, Donner, [Lake], Carl, [Maslin], [Little Paul] and [Sawwood].

Their original plan was to head to the coast after betraying the Night's Watch and then escape to the Three Sisters Islands by boat.

Just a few hours before they were about to implement their plan, a sudden snowstorm hit the sky. Later, because the wights raided the Night Watch camp at the Fist of the First Men, their rebellion plan was dispersed by the wights before they had a second chance.

Most of the conspirators were killed by the White Walkers and the Wights, or disappeared during the breakout.

Especially since the mastermind, Officer Chett, had been killed by the wights, and the Night's Watch turned back to Castle Black after breaking through, the rebel group never gathered again.

However, today, the snow brought them together again.

In a retreating or fleeing team, rangers and officers always like to stick together with people they are familiar with.

For example, Sam works together with Grenn and Pyp, who have a good relationship with Jon.

Paul, who was originally involved in the rebellion, also acted with Sam during this retreat. But when Sam and his party encountered the White Walkers, Paul was a reckless man, tall, stubborn, and confused. He picked up an axe and charged at the White Walker, but was chopped to death by the White Walker with just one sword. Now he has become one of the wights.

"I say, this snow came at a weird time, damn it." One-armed Oro cursed, "I had a bad feeling, it snowed that night too."

One-Armed Auro came from Tyrosh and lost one hand due to theft, so he was called "One-Armed".

The night he was talking about was undoubtedly the night when the zombies attacked the camp, which was also the time they planned to launch the rebellion.

"We are moving too slowly now. The wounded are slowing us down, as are those who have fallen behind," Carl said. "Old Xiong ordered the horses to be given to the wounded and for us to walk. This is basically asking us all to die. Of course, I also hope that the wounded brothers can survive, but at this time, the sooner the uninjured brothers return to the Great Wall, the sooner they can bring reinforcements and save more people."

A knight on horseback passed them: "Take care of it, don't let the torch go out. Don't fall behind."

Several people looked up and saw the knight on horseback merging into a group of even more horsemen in front of them in the wind and snow. Most of them were wounded and were all riding on horses.

Those who were not injured, except for a few knights and important personnel, had to walk.

The wind and snow grew stronger, the snow ahead that had been trampled by the horses became more and more disorderly, and the road on the ground became more and more dangerous.

"Damn it, can't you see it's snowing? How can we protect this torch?" The one holding the torch among the group of people is Short Blade. He is the tallest and strongest.

"Hurry up and catch up. Don't fall behind." Donald advised. He didn't want to have anything to do with these people anymore. In the failed rebellion plan, he was responsible for cutting the reins of the horses together with Clubfoot Carl to create chaos and take the horses away.

He had originally joined the conspiracy of rebellion in order to survive, but now that the commander-in-chief was leading the retreat, he had achieved his goal.

Donald was a civil servant who was born as a nobleman's attendant. The man he served, Sir Mallard Locke, died in the breakout. But this was a good thing for him, because there were too many casualties this time, and he might be promoted after retreating to the Great Wall.

The wind and snow gradually obscured the view.

To a certain moment.

The torchbearer in the team suddenly stopped with his short blade.

"We've fallen behind," he said in horror, "and we can't see any other torches." He looked back, "There's no one behind us either, the rear guard, and Sir Pighead's group are gone too!"

Sir Hoghead was what they called Sam.

With Sam in the group, that group was always the slowest, but everyone behind them seemed to disappear.

Suddenly, the snow stopped. Strangely, it stopped suddenly.

The cold wind sighs among the trees.

A chilling cold air blew over them, and the unbearable cold made everyone's arms tremble and their bodies shake violently.

"Fire!" One-armed Oro was an old ranger. He reacted immediately and shouted, "Light the fire!"

Some people in the team still had torches on their waists, in order to save fuel and energy by not lighting all of them, but now the situation was obviously unexpected, so they had to be extra vigilant.

Raleigh and Carl took out their torches, lit them, and held them high, forming a circle with their short blades. Oro used his only hand to draw his weapon and stand guard.

Donald was an archer and had taken off his longbow and was drawing the arrow. Carl was cooperating with him, ready to let him ignite the arrows on the longbow at any time.

An ironic fact is that those who once planned rebellion were all good men in the Night's Watch, and when the future was not hopeless, they all had the courage to fight.

The huge green sentinel trees covered with snow rustled, and a horse head emerged from the dense forest, followed by another. The white figure passed through the dense forest, bringing a chill that made people feel throbbing.

Two dead horses covered with white frost appeared in front of the group of people. There were horrible and hideous wounds on the dead horses, and even the bones and frozen white frost internal organs of the horses could be seen through the wounds.

On each of the two dead horses sat a rider as pale as ice.

The coldness in the air was even worse, and the intense chill almost froze the heartbeats of the night watchmen.

White Walkers.

Even with the three torches it was very cold.

No wonder people can't tell whether it is the White Walkers that bring the cold, or the cold that brings the White Walkers.

One of the White Walkers dismounted gracefully and stood in the snow. It was very tall and gaunt, covered in a layer of black ice armor, with no skin exposed. Its armor changed color as it moved, sometimes white as new snow, sometimes black as shadow, and its feet did not break the ice of the new snow at all.

The five Night's Watchmen were extremely surprised, but they heard Rowley gasp and curse, "Damn it, I told you that the pig-headed lord was lying! The White Walkers are dressed more tightly than any fucking knight I've ever seen! Where the fucking white skin can be seen!"

It's really not Sam's fault. The armor on the White Walkers he had seen was not so tight. They didn't even have a throat guard, and they actively rammed their necks into Sam's dragonglass dagger.

The White Walkers they encountered were much more well-guarded.

The White Walker slid forward quietly, holding a long sword in his hand. The Night's Watch had never seen a weapon like it. It was a translucent sword, made of nothing like the metal humans use, more like a very thin crystal fragment. If it lay flat on the snow, it would be almost impossible to find. The sword reflected the light in the dense forest, and there was a faint and strange blue light around the sword.

Somehow, everyone knew that this sword was sharper than any razor. "Damn it! Don't come over here!" Donald ignited the rocket, and with a whoosh, the rocket shot towards the slowly approaching White Walker.

Legend has it that White Walkers don't like fire.

but.
The strange long sword broke through the air with a sharp sound.

The ice-blue blade swept across the rocket, and then attacked several Night Watchmen like lightning.

Despite their extreme fear, One-Armed Oro and Carl still cooperated with each other.

"Get out of the way!" Carl stepped forward and held the torch in front of him. "Burn you to death!" He waved the torch towards the attacking White Walkers.

The one-armed Oro raised the steel sword with one hand and stabbed.

The White Walkers moved so fast. The swords of the White Walkers swept through the flames, making a sharp sound. The sound was high and thin, like the sound of an animal wailing in pain, piercing the ears of the Night's Watch like a needle.

The tip of Carl's protruding torch was cut off and fell into the deep snow. The flame was immediately extinguished, and only a small piece of wood was left in his hand.

The sword of the White Walker was still going down, colliding with the sword of the One-Armed Auror.

The strange and harsh sound of weapons colliding made people want to cover their ears.

Another short blade came from the side. It was Short Blade, a night watchman named after his usual weapon, and he would silently sharpen his short blade every night.

The White Walker took a step back, and there was another burst of swordplay.

Even though it was two against one, one long and one short, long swords fighting and short blades sneaking, the shrieks of swords clashing in succession were almost unbearable, and the night watchmen, whose eardrums were tortured, almost wanted to cover their ears with their hands.

The two were pressed back into the crowd.

Carl cursed and threw the stick in his hand at the White Walker, and the Night's Watchmen covered each other and retreated. They reached a big tree, and the impact was too great, shaking off the heavy snow on the tree, which fell to the ground with an unsettling "puff" sound.

The weapons of the two men who fought against the White Walkers were covered with white frost where they collided with the White Walkers' strange long swords. Among them, the long sword that had clashed with the White Walkers the most times was covered with white frost visibly to the naked eye, and cracks had appeared on it, as if it would shatter like ice at any time.

And the sword of the White Walker still shines with a blue light.

The White Walker spoke a few words in a language that the Night's Watch could not understand. His voice was like the breaking of an ice lake, and his tone was full of mockery.

The other White Walker on horseback continued to watch patiently, and the other few Night's Watchmen who did not take action kept confronting it, even though it seemed unwilling to move.

"Fuck you! I can't stand this noise anymore, run!"

There was no point in worrying about who would be the first to run away, but with this curse, these Night Watchmen who had cooperated well with each other had lost their will to fight and began to flee in all directions without hesitation.

For a moment, a hint of human contempt appeared in the eyes exposed by the White Walker's armor, and then it caught a direction and chased.

Screams echoed in the forest at night, and Rowley of Sister Castle became the first to die. The White Walker's pursuit was as light and swift as snowflakes in the wind. The crystal sword rebounded and turned, and it took a dagger counterattack from the Night's Watch desperately, accurately found the iron ring of the mail under the Night's Watch's black cloak, and pierced into the body from the side, passing through leather, wool, bones and flesh.

As the White Walker drew out his sword, sticky blood flowed from the wounds of the dead, and it was extremely cold.

However, the steel dagger failed to pierce its black ice armor and was instead covered with a layer of white frost.

The White Walkers who were watching began to urge their dead horses to chase in the direction of a strange snow fog that was covering a large area of ​​forest ahead.

The White Walker who killed Rowley was not in a hurry to leave. Only a sharp sound like an ice needle seemed to come from the black ice armor.

Suddenly, the cold, blue star-like eyes under its black ice helmet became deep, a burst of white frost appeared out of nowhere, and a cold breath enveloped the body of the night watchman.

In just a short moment, the sticky blood stopped flowing out of the wounds of the corpse, and the flowing blood was frozen into cold black clots. The corpse became slightly swollen, as if all the water in the corpse was frozen at this moment.

After a moment, the corpse opened his eyes, his eyes had turned into a slightly glowing blue, and he turned into a zombie.

The forest fell into silence again, as if nothing had happened.

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The snow came suddenly and went away suddenly.

Sam, Grant and Piper fell behind and went astray. The snow suddenly stopped and there was no sign of snow on the trees and rocks.

Piper complained, "This sudden snowstorm seems to be coming along our marching route. Everything is fine here. Damn it."

I said it unintentionally.

But as soon as the words came out, the three of them looked at each other and were startled for no reason.

They all shut up and went back to find the way. The torches in their hands had burned out, so they had no choice but to move forward.

When they saw Gars from Oldtown and Gars from Greenaway riding on the same horse, they ran past in the distance.

The three men then realized that they were not only lost, but also in danger.

Garth of Oldtown screamed in horror: "White Walkers! Really White Walkers! Seven Hells! Where is the Lord Commander?"

"We've fallen behind," Grant responded. "We've lost our way and can't see any other brothers ahead. What happened to the brother at the rear?"

Garth of Greenaway replied: "There is no one left! Run! The White Walkers are chasing us! Run as fast as you can! Keep up!"

After the two Gars finished speaking, they hurried their horses away.

The rear guard were the most elite and bravest rangers, and even they fled in such panic.

Sam and his two companions realized that the Night's Watch brothers guarding the rear might have been wiped out.

"White Walkers!" Sam fell to the ground with weak legs after hearing the voice, and nervously took out his dragon crystal dagger, "Dragon crystal, dragon crystal is their nemesis! Grenn, take it, you have seen it can kill white walkers!"

Yes, the dragonglass dagger could melt the White Walkers in the woods. Sam remembered clearly that he had somehow used this black dragonglass dagger to stab a White Walker who attacked them in the throat. Light blue blood spurted out of the wound, hissing around the dagger, and the White Walker's body quickly shrank, turned into a pool of liquid, and finally disappeared completely.

The process lasted for dozens of heartbeats. Grant saw the whole process. There were milky glass-like bones in the body of that thing, shining with pale light, but in the end all the shapes melted away, leaving only a wisp of white smoke.

Grant helped Sam up: "Sam, I don't care how tired you are, you must keep up this time! You killed one of their fellow White Walkers, they might be coming to seek revenge on you!"

Sam was horrified.

As he was speaking, bursts of terrifying crow cries suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest.

Grant and Piper looked at each other, a chilling palpitation rushing from the soles of their feet to their foreheads. They hurriedly pulled Sam up, and then continued to chase in the direction of the rangers' escape.

Sam's face was full of fear, and fear gave him strength, and he hurried to catch up.

When Custer's fortress was in sight, Sam felt that he was already in such a state of disgrace that he was almost exhausted. He could not believe that he had really done it. There was no more heavy snow along the way, and there was no more attack. They were unable to catch up with the team and could only rely on the little food they had. They walked for a long time and were now really hungry, cold, and exhausted. He wanted to eat and sleep.

However, when they approached the house on the hillside with smoke rising from it.

Grubb and Asan suddenly appeared, startling them.

Then they realized that these were the brothers in charge of guarding, and it seemed that the large force had indeed arrived here.

"Is that you? Have you seen the commander-in-chief?"

It was not until this moment that they realized that the team in front of them had been attacked by zombies in the strange heavy snow. Nearly twenty wounded and infantrymen were ordered to run first, and the commander-in-chief, his affairs officers, and several knights were dispersed.

Some people insist that they saw the commander-in-chief being knocked off his horse by the wight Wilmar Royce, who had turned into a ghoul, and then dragged into the depths of the forest by the ghoul, and Melancholy Eddie and Nagging Bill rode into the forest. They have not returned yet.

They all realized a terrible reality.

It is very likely that the commander-in-chief has died in the line of duty, and the twenty or so night watchmen now at Fort Custer are the only survivors of this expedition.

In the original book, one of the two Gars killed the other during the mutiny at Custer's fortress.

The White Walkers have been slightly strengthened. In the original book, they were killed by a single stab of a dragonglass dagger, which was too humiliating.

But that was also Sam's good luck, the White Walker's throat hit his dagger. The White Walker version here is strengthened in that when the White Walker finds that a companion has been killed, he will be alert to wear the black ice armor that can protect the whole body, instead of continuing to not wear a helmet for the sake of showing off.

You should wear a helmet when fishing. They are smart and shouldn’t be so stupid.

The White Walkers are capable of assassination and conspiracy. The first time a Wight appeared in the original novel, it was to assassinate the commander of the Night’s Watch.

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