Chapter 5
2020-11-02
Chapter 5 Meeting by Narrow RoadThe two miles are not far away, but they are moving very slowly in the woods, The twilight was sinking, the night in the north was coming very fast, the cloudless sky soon turned a deep purple like bruise, the stars and the moon began to show, although the light was less than one ten thousandth of the sun, but because the snow reflected the light , the field of view is not bad.
"It's up ahead," Will whispered to Igor, a little nervous in his words.
"Be careful, if you come across anything, just run." Igor breathes deeply. Compared to Will's fear of unknown things in the dark, knowing what he is about to face makes his blood boil. ——He realized both physically and psychologically that he must start to adjust his state when he is about to face the natural enemies of human beings soon.
A wolf howl came from deep in the woods.
Will stopped and got off his horse beside an old iron tree covered with burls. Igor did as he did. The cold wind rustled through the forest. Igor obviously felt that the temperature was getting lower. As for the psychological reasons The illusion, or the Others brought the cold, he wasn't sure.
If the plot continues as usual, the entire group should be surrounded by enemies at this moment.
"There's something wrong here," Gary murmured.
"Really?" the young Knight gave him a contemptuous smile.
"Don't you feel it?" Gary demanded. "Listen carefully to the sounds in the dark."
"The wind, the rustling of leaves, and the howling of wolves. Gary, What kind of scared you?" Royce dismounts gracefully, leads the horse to a low hanging branch well away from the other three, and draws his long sword. "If you're scared, just watch the horses here for us. Igor and Will, and I'll go see the dead gang."
Gary frowned and endured the humiliation, taking out his tool bag: " I'll make a fire."
"Old fogey, there is a limit to stupidity. If there are enemies in the woods, should we make a fire to lure them over?"
"Some things only Afraid of fire," Gary held the flint and flint, "like bears, Direwolf, and...and a lot more."
"I can't say it's not."
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Igor frowned as he watched the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, if they spoke in a lower voice, would the Others not be able to find them, and directly bring the newly received little brother left?
But he didn't have the qualifications and couldn't make these guys shut up. He opened his mouth to speak, and finally restrained the urge to speak. He only clenched the dagger in his hand and quietly hid it in his sleeve.
Gary glared at the young Knight for a moment, before finally bowing his head and accepting the arrangement. Royce nodded with satisfaction and looked towards Will and Igor: "Let's go."
Will took small steps forward, looking left and right, leading Igor through the thick bushes and up the gentle slope, both of whom moved carefully And softly, trying not to make any noise... But the Knight who walked at the end did not intend to be "sneaky" at all. He strode behind the two with his head held high, his body rubbed against the blades, and the metal of the ring armor collided. , the branches occasionally stumbled over his long sword or hooked on his luxurious cloak, and cursed because of it.
Igor's heart clenched at every sound Royce made. Damn idiot, Igor in the heart cursed. They were not allowed to speak when there was no situation, and now it was time to keep quiet, and it was hopeless to keep making noise. In his mind, he imagined turning his sword at the kid and ordering him to be quiet, but he knew that not only would it create more noises, but in the case of inferior skills, it would even make the situation go completely out of control.
Only one step at a time.
He really "walked one step at a time", a section of the road Igor in just 100 meters felt as if he had walked for a year, and finally, he followed Will to the snow-covered small road. soil slope.
Because of maintaining a high level of tension, Igor clearly heard the sound of cold breathing from Will next to him.
Under the dirt slope in front of you, the bright moonlight falls on the clearing, reflecting the remnants of the wildling camp, the embers of the campfire are still smoking white smoke, the snow-covered rocks, the half-frozen creek , nothing out of the ordinary... except for the wildling that Will said disappeared.
"Gods bless!" Behind, Ser Waymar Royce swung his sword and chopped off a branch in front of his face, and also went up to the top of the slope, standing beside two Night's Watch soldiers, sword in hand, cloak Crackling and crackling, the rays of light of Xingyue clearly outline his noble silhouette.
"Damn, get down!" Will grabbed Igor, pulling Igor to his knees, "Something's wrong."
Royce didn't move, he looked down at him. The empty flat below smiled: "Will, it seems that the dead people you said moved their positions."
Will calmed down, his chest heaving, and tremblingly observed the empty camp. And Igor also felt the chill coming from all directions and got into the gap of his clothes, his right hand clenched the steel sword more tightly, while his left hand clenched the obsidian dagger in the cuff, and tried his best to open his eyes, trying to find Others A little bit of whereabouts... In the television drama, Others appeared unfathomable mystery behind the Royce kid, and the description of the appearance of the thing in the original book has been throughly forgotten, this time, where will these ghosts come from Appear?
"Will, get up." Waymar Ser ordered, "There's no one here, hiding, what kind of formality!"
Will looked nervously in surprise. Eyeing Igor, reluctantly stood up.
"I don't want to return in low spirits after failing on my first patrol, must find these guys." Royce looked all around: "Climb up the tree and look, move fast, and watch for fires nearby. ."
The final moment was coming, Igor controlled his breathing and whispered in Will's ear: "Be careful of the dead."
"What?"
"What's the gossip about, hurry up!"
Will, more nervous at the words of Igor's unfathomable mystery, glances at him, then turns coweringly to carry out the commander's orders. The wind suddenly became stronger, and the poacher walked under the towering and straight cyan-gray color sentinel tree for a moment, took out a dagger and bit it with his teeth, and started to climb up. As the tree trunks shook and a small amount of snow fell, it quickly disappeared among the branches and leaves, leaving only Waymar and Igor standing in the empty ruins of the camp.
Igor's nerves were tense to the limit, and he finally understood that for whoever would use erect ears to describe listening carefully, if he could control the muscles around his ears, he would definitely erect this organ to the point of hearing. Extreme.
To his joy and fear, he heard the unusual noise almost instantly.
Something was walking among the trees in the vicinity, stepping on the snow and fallen leaves made a slight noise, which was filtered by a thin layer of loose snow on the ground and only a little bit came out, Igor even It was impossible to tell if this was his delusion.
He looked around, raising his sword in a defensive stance.
"What happened to you today." Royce Ser frowned, "I have a little impression of you, you are a bit different from those robbers and rapists, but..."
"Don't talk !" The temperature began to plummet, and the extreme sense of crisis made Igor unable to care about the identity difference between each other, he interrupted Waymar's words without the slightest hesitation: "Listen!"
" What are you listening to... it's just..." Waymar raised his eyebrows and was about to sneer as usual, but the complexion changed: "Who's there?" Will, did you see anything?"
The poacher in the tree didn't answer, whether it was because of the cold, fear, or a dagger in his mouth.
The place where the wildlings camp is in a depression in the forest, surrounded by soil slopes on three sides, which not only blocks the wind but also affects their vision. There was a faint sound coming from everywhere, but nothing could be seen in the dim moonlight... Waymar also raised the sword in his hand, which is different from the standard steel sword of Night's Watch. This weapon was brought from home by him. Better than Igor's hand, gleaming in the moonlight.
The leaves are rustling, the cold stream is flowing, and the cry of a snow owl is heard in the distance. The fear from the noise didn't torment them for long - because the master who made them came out soon after, and the Others emerged from behind a dirt slope, and walked around a tree to them.
Igor, who was on high alert, found it immediately - the first white silhouette entered Igor's field of vision, it was very tall, haggard and determined as dry bones, pale as milk. Its armor seemed to change color as it moved, now as white as fresh snow, now as black as shadows, dotted with the deep gray-green of the forest. With every step it took, the pattern on it changed like the moonlight on the water.
Waymar ·Royce followed Igor's gaze and saw the silhouette suddenly emerging from the darkness. He took a breath and quickly raised his sword to the comer: "Who, stop!"
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With a warning, there was no arrogance and indifference in his tone when he gave orders to Igor and the other two soldiers. The young noble turned his long mink coat over to his back to make room for movement. Swords in both hands, Igor saw sharply, his hands shaking.
The wind has stopped, it's freezing to the bone, and Igor oneself's hands are shaking - it's not pure fear, but also the fighting intent that fills his body, the massive secretion of adrenaline makes him feel like his blood is boiling , Others walked towards the two Night's Watch quietly and slowly, holding a translucent crystal sword in his hand, like a very thin slice of ice. Igor knew that although Valyria steel and Dragonglass daggers could kill Others, only the former could meet force with force with their weapons, and that Magic metal, which was long out of print, oneself really couldn't get even a little bit of a dagger.
The Dragonglass dagger is actually a piece of glass, it's so fragile that oneself may only have one shot - if it doesn't work, it's a win. Two-on-one, as long as this guy Waymar can hold this guy for a moment, he can...
"Since you won't stop," Waymar bravely stepped forward, raising his sword over his head, recovering a bit Re-raise upwards in a calm tone. "Let's have a fight!"
Igor breathes deeply, holding the sword in one hand and the dagger in the other, following the footsteps of the Ranger Small Captain. But the moment he took the 1st Step, his beating heart suddenly stopped because of surprise, making his completely unprepared accident appear.
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(end of this chapter)