"Ahem! Cough! Rosen gasped hard, coughing up the blood in his chest, his arms on the ground, and he struggled to turn himself over, then lay on his back limply on the icy snow.

He was surrounded by severed limbs and wreckage, human corpses, human corpses, mostly from his former comrades, and some he had no idea where they had come from.

Just ten minutes ago, they were guarding the safety of the Great Wall together, but at this time, they were all turned into an indistinguishable piece of minced flesh and mud, mixed with red blood dirt and dirty snow water, lying quietly on this cold land.

The cold wind blew on Lawson's face, as if it was about to tear his wound again, but the cold wind also stopped the bleeding wounds, the warm blood was frozen cold, leaving large patches of ice ballast near the wounds, although the bleeding stopped, but the nearby muscles were also necrotic.

It seemed that even the smell of blood in the air had been frozen by the cold, and there was not a trace of peculiar smell, and Rosen couldn't smell any anyway, because his nose had just been slashed off by a sword from his former companion.

Staring blankly at the sky, Lawson felt that his body was completely disobedient, and his ears were constantly hearing the shaking of the earth and the roar of wild beasts, accompanied by the screams of soldiers colliding, he wanted to go back to fight, or run for his life, but he couldn't.

Because even if he used all his strength, he couldn't even complete the simple action of raising his arm, let alone get up, and in the end Rosen could only give up this plan and continue to lie on the ground and wait for death.

No one will come to his rescue. Because of his companions. Reinforcements. Including the enemy, all died.

The clear night sky was extraordinarily bright, dotted with stars twinkling like the sky he had looked up at for countless nights since he became a night watchman.

But tonight seems to be covered with a strange layer of blood, hazy, inexplicable, every qiē in Lawson's vision is red, dim and red. It was as if it was soaked in blood.

"What strange weather...... cough ......" Lawson muttered to himself, his eyes were full of blood stains with dilated pupils, which was caused by the internal bleeding and excessive internal pressure caused by the impact of the dragon's tail, and the five internal organs were broken, which in the world of ice and fire, meant death.

There are many human corpses around, and they have a variety of identities before they died, ranging from the night watchmen of the Great Wall to the barbarians outside the fortress. There were also knights from the south, but at this time they were all in the same capacity. The same fate turned into pieces of broken corpses intertwined, lying quietly in this snowfield with countless years of history.

But seriously, Rosen was a little lucky, or envious, that they had become broken pieces.

There were too many enemies, and when he recalled the previous battle, Rosen's heart welled up with a wave of powerlessness, and endless enemies were overwhelming, making them simply unable to resist and unable to resist.

The barbarians outside the fortress are indeed extremely savage, they have brutally killed many of their crow brothers, but they are also ruthless when dealing with these enemies, but unfortunately there are too many enemies, and every human who resists will soon be overwhelmed by the torrent.

The barbarians were besieged, but no matter how strong and powerful they were, they had no power to resist in the face of dozens of enemy sieges, and countless weapons of all kinds were inserted into their bodies, and the barbarians were killed, their bodies torn apart, and their corpses turned into tattered dolls, no longer as strong as before.

There are also those knights from the south, before Lawson became the night watchman, he also dreamed of becoming a glorious and powerful knight one day, but reality killed his dream and made him a criminal, and after coming to the Wall, he can't remember how long it has been since he saw the knights of the south.

These knights were as brave as they were legendary, and they did not flinch in the face of an enemy many times their size, and they charged fearlessly until the blade of their weapons was curled, until they were pulled off their horses, and until the last man was killed.

Lying beside Rosen was the body of a southern knight, he was quietly pressed under the horse's corpse, the weapon in his hand had become extremely stiff, his eyes were wide, his expression seemed to be frozen in the moment before the fight, one leg had been broken at the knee, and the blood had already turned into ice ballast.

Rosen struggled to move and close his eyes, but Yan's internal organs were bleeding so much that Rosen couldn't move at all, and he had to give up in vain.

Likewise, his brother at the Night's Watch was so heroic that he didn't lose the face of the Night's Watch, and Rosen struggled to turn his head and look at the Great Wall at his side.

In the dark night, all the qiē were extremely hazy, only a large black shadow stood there quietly, clearly visible, it was the most majestic and magnificent building of mankind, the last hope to protect the north, and it was also the fortress that countless night watchmen guarded for countless years, the Great Wall of the north.

However, at this time, the Great Wall was facing the most brutal impact in history, and Rosen's vision prevented him from seeing more clearly, and could only feel that there were countless fires surrounding the Great Wall, the shouts and roars of countless people converging together, and the dense surging black shadows under the Great Wall.

"Good luck, brother." Rosen knew that he couldn't go back, so he could only silently bless in his heart, "And the commander-in-chief...... I hope you can hold on to ......."

Rosen disagreed with Jon Snow bringing the barbarians into the Wall, but it didn't matter at this time, what mattered was whether the Night's Watch, the Barbarians, and even the humans and the Wall, could survive this onslaught.

Hiss...... Bang -

A steely crisp sound caught Rosen's attention, it was very conspicuous and piercing in this battlefield full of dead corpses and no one cleaned it, and many years of experience in field combat told Rosen, this is the sound of weapons and land colliding, and after the cold wind and frozen hard soil of the frozen dead man touches the long sword, it will make a particularly pleasant crisp sound.

In the howling cold wind, there seemed to be a vague figure walking against the wind and snow, and Rosen narrowed his eyes and recognized the style of clothes on the figure's body. It's the night watchman. "Brother...... You're alive. I'm ...... here" His voice was so hoarse that Lawson was even worried about whether the man could hear him.

But don't worry, the man seemed to pause, then turned around and walked like where Rosen was, apparently hearing Rosen's shout, his hands hanging weakly, and the long sword dragging on the ground with a hissing metal grinding sound.

"Are you alright......" Lawson asked with the last bit of strength as he struggled to get his hands dirty, as he looked at the man's serious injuries. But soon he noticed the abnormality, and his face suddenly changed drastically, "Are you okay, you...... Are you still alive? ”

The man didn't answer, but the stiff pace and the dragging sword probably explained the answer to the question perfectly, and Rosen smiled wryly.

He could see the Night's Watchman's face, his pale, bloodless face, his severed arm, and his belly, which had been cut open and his intestines were dragged out. "How can there be any living people......" he laughed miserably.

The walking corpse of the Night's Watch slowly approached Lawson's side, then raised his sword. Forcefully stabbed him in the chest, Lawson was powerless to resist, but the dying struggle still made him clutch his long sword and twitch constantly.

The vitality and warmth seemed to be leaving him little by little, even the light began to disappear, Rosen's eyes began to close with some weakness, and the world became a crack, but just before the darkness was about to swallow him all, he seemed to see, saw countless familiar corpses around him and began to stand up, there were night watchmen, barbarians, and knights, and then they began to move slowly.

Through the heavy corpses, through the whistling snow, a pair of ice-blue eyes were staring coldly at Yiqiqi in front of him, and the tall body stood silently, and then it swung its long sword forward.

The next moment, Rosen also stood up......

"Commander-in-chief, we can't hold it!" A night watchman ran up to Jon covered in blood, his tone indistinguishable from trembling or crying, but rather grotesque, like a crow wailing at the end of its life.

"How can you not hold it!" Jon narrowed his eyes and shoved him away, "As long as I'm here!" You must be able to hold it! The Great Wall is a line of defense against the Strangers, and no one can break through it! Not to mention the strange ghosts, go back to the outer gate and hold on, reinforcements will arrive soon! ”

"But......" the Night's Watch was still trying to argue, but Jon shoved him back two steps again, "There's nothing to do, don't go yet!" ”

Snow breathed a sigh of relief when the night watchman stumbled back, and he looked to his left and right, and several of the most important night watchmen around him were also watching him, but no one spoke.

Because they all know that the situation is very dangerous at this time.

This time, the strange ghosts came faster and more violently than ever before, although the strange ghosts have not appeared for many years, and even have become legends, but in the past two years, the appearance of sporadic ghouls has long made anyone wary.

Moreover, Jon also killed a strange ghost with his own hands in Difficult Tun, but no one expected that there would be so many ghouls who appeared under the Great Wall for the first time to attack the Great Wall, so quickly, far beyond their imagination.

It had been less than a day since Snow returned to the Great Wall with the wild men of Hardship, and the strange ghosts behind him followed, and the day the strange ghosts arrived seemed to be particularly strange, as if they were showing something.

It was as if the inside and outside of the Wall were cut off, there were no animals, no humans, even life had disappeared, the silence was shivering, Stannis's news was broken, so was Boton's news, and from that moment on, Snow sensed that something was wrong.

He urgently ordered all the night watchmen from the seventeen fortresses of the Great Wall to come to the Night Castle, and almost all of them arrived except for those who could not come on the same day, but even so, their speed was still not as fast as that of the strangers, and many reinforcements from all walks of life were intercepted and killed by the strangers halfway.

For example, Stannis's southern rangers, as well as a large number of barbarians and night watchmen who are responsible for guiding them, Snow has not received any more news about them, as for what happened to them, Snow estimates that he doesn't need to guess, and he will be able to see it with his own eyes in a while.

It was Stannis's last group of rangers on his way to the Wall, and since then, Snow's only source of information about the outside world has been cut off, and it is not known what happened to the guarded cities and fortresses behind the Wall, and not a single messenger has come, but Snow has sent a lot of his men out.

I don't know if they learned about the attack on the Great Wall by the Strangers, and if it weren't for some sanity, Snow would have thought that the Great Wall was surrounded by Strangers.

But he knew it wouldn't be possible, because the wraiths couldn't cross the Wall, and all the wraugls and ghouls gathered in front of him, and all they wanted to do was break down the last bastion of humanity.

I won't let them succeed, although I don't know what happened to Stannis and Bolton's people behind him, but Snow can't care so much, resisting the strange ghosts in front of him is the most important thing, otherwise...... It would be a catastrophe for the whole of humanity.

"Damn! How could they have so many corpses! Snow watched the endless onslaught of the army of ghouls below, and his heart was falling, "And these corpses are ......"

Snow's gaze fell on some of the corpses below, these corpses were relatively well preserved, and it didn't seem that they had been dead for too long, but the armor on their bodies was very strange, with strange patterns and strange craftsmanship, and there was a transparent hood on their heads.

However, the material of these armors is very good, Snow has seen a night watchman slash three or four times in a row, but he can't hurt the armor in the slightest, high-quality armor is originally loved by every soldier, but they are worn on the enemy's body at this time, which brings great trouble to the night watchman.

These people looked a little like the southerners, such as the one near Wangling, but Snow wasn't sure when such a large number of southerners would come to the north and die outside the fortress, and he swore he had never seen these guys before.

But aside, the Night's Watch is more than that.

There are probably less than 1,600 people in the Night's Watch, and this is the most recent heyday, and the usual battle damage and the last invasion of Mance have caused Snow to lose a lot of manpower, and the previous reinforcements were intercepted, which caused the Night's Watch to die many brothers again.

"How many of us are left?" Jon asked, grabbing a commander of the Night's Watch.

The night watchman was staring nervously at the battlefield, running around from time to time, and when he heard Snow's inquiry, he was stunned for a moment, and then said with a little stumbling, "I...... I don't, probably...... There are also eight or nine hundred people. ”

"Eight or nine hundred." Snow sighed, looked at the battlefield outside that was still striking, and then held the long sword in his hand. (To be continued......)