"Finally, the Night Watch has a new commander, Jon Snow, and another Stark." Mance Red sat at the campfire with his glass of wine. His lyre was at his feet and his son lay in his arms.

"Do you know how many commanders-in-chief of the Night Watch are? Jon is the 998th." He asked and answered himself, all he needed was a listener. Zhao Mai sat next to him, including Tomund, Hammoth, Valamir, Dingdangshan, and many leaders of the savage tribes, as well as representatives elected by the only giants. "About these 998 commanders of the Night Watch, about one-third were from the Stark family, called Stark or other names, no difference. Do you know why this is?"

"The Great Wall of Desperate has a history of eight thousand years, and the founder is Brandon Stark. Stark was one of them when his ancestors arrived at this land. From eight thousand years ago, Stark owned the north and never lost it. The magic power of the ancestors has always existed here, and the rules of the ancestors have always existed, and they have never been lost. Without Stark's support, the night watchman can only be a pile of loose sand. We call ourselves free people, and the people in the south of the Great Wall call us savages, but even they have to admit that we are descendants of our ancestors, which is no different from the Stark family!"

"We will not kneel down to their kings and the law, but we also have our own traditions and customs. We know the rules of being a guest. When I visit your camp, I can eat the food you handed over, drink the wine you brought, and get a rest place with your permission, without any fear of being wiped from the night. And the host of the hospitality is not worried about being killed by the guests in the middle of the night, right? Rush, are you eating people?"

The Seen people spit out their bright red tongue and nodded because the eyes of the cannibals and their clan were all green.

"Well, then will you eat the guests? Will you eat the owner's bread and salt after eating the owner's bread and salt?"

The Thorne spat on the ground, thinking that he had been insulted.

"We respect this rule together, just as Stark, the descendant of our ancestors," said Mance Red. "We fought bravely, and they fought back as bravely. Now they are about to open the gates and let us go and visit."

Hammoe showed her sharp teeth and made a hissing sound, saying, "As long as we pass, don't eat their bread and salt, kill them, kill them all!"

"Shut up stupid dog," said Tomond. "Another thing, I remembered the fact that I always wanted to have a dog fur coat!"

Hammoth stared at Tommond and hummed a few times in her throat, but she didn't dare to speak in the end.

"Dragon Roar Mike kept running and negotiated a good agreement for us. We will get a place to rest and cultivate and grazed. Although there are not many prey in the woods, we can still hunt with caution; there are fish in the river and a lake." Mans Red said: "The ownership of that land belongs to the Night Watcher, but the Night Watcher is willing to hand over the right to use to us, just like a guest room for guests. Within that range, we practice our own customs and rules, just like now. If we leave that range, we must follow the rules of the owner."

The changer Valamir widened his eyes and slapped his hands suddenly and said, "Isn't that just imprisonment?"

"The territory has borders, but no walls." Mans Red said, shook his head, "Do you still think that is imprisonment? Is it because you are in my tent that I let you sit?"

"That's not..." Valamir quickly changed his words: "No matter what, we crossed the Great Wall, this is a victory, right?"

"Yes, this has always been our purpose," said Mance Red. "Jon Snow said that if you feel uncomfortable living, he can open the door of the Great Wall of Desperation at any time and let us go back to the north. When the threat of the White Walker is eliminated, we can still go back."

Everyone lowered their heads and said nothing. If there was a better environment, who would have been willing to return to that bitter and cold place? But it would be better to have this, at least there would be a way out. However, there is another question to ask: "Jon Snow, that crow has deceived us, can he believe his words?"

“He lied to us, but he only showed that he was smart,” said Mance Red. “He did never think he was a member of us, and he admitted that. But think about it, did he not follow the rules after he ate our bread and salt?”

Everyone looked at each other, but even Hammo, who disliked Jon the most, shook his head. He disdained any night watchmen, and Jon was even more reluctant to lie for him and accompany his reputation.

"Besides following the rules, we need to do something else, let's talk about it together." Tormond touched the bearded man that was hanging down to his chest and said to Mansred.

"We will defend the Great Wall of Desperate with the Night Watch, resist the White Walkers, and obey their command in this matter."

"Let's listen to them? No way!" Dingdangshan stood up and roared. He hung countless bone pieces, all of them plunders obtained from the enemies he killed. As his movements jingled, hence the name of Dingdangshan.

"The Night Watcher is better than any of us in defending the Great Wall of Desperation," said Mansred. "You all listen to Tomund in this matter. He has fought with the White Walkers the most and the most experienced."

"Me?" Tormond was stunned for a moment: "I am naturally willing to take such good things as a lie, but why is it me rather than you?"

"I must follow the rules, too. I am the king of the Great Wall, but I am also a traitor to the Night Watch. When I step into the Black Castle, I will be arrested and hanged."

"No! No way, kill it!" Tormond roared and suddenly pulled out the knife at his waist: "Damn it, I'm going to kill them! The horn is here, let me blow it, and then let's kill it together!"

Mans handed his son to his wife, then slowly stood up, grabbed Tormond's wrist, and grabbed the knife from him: "This is what I asked, do you understand? It was me who proposed to hang myself!"

Thormond was stunned and widened his eyes. He held Mans Red's face, "Why? Why are you doing such a stupid thing?!"

"I am the king you elected, and the king who died for the people is the best king. From now on, you, your descendants and your descendants will remember Mance Red. Remember, I died for you, defending the sacred rules of the ancestors." He kissed Tomund with great force, and then laughed: "I will never have to sing again, because I will become a song!"

"After I die, our agreement with the Night Watcher was guaranteed by blood. The Night Watcher could entertain the descendants of his ancestors, but they could not entertain a king outside the Great Wall. Don't forget that the king of the kneeler was in the Black Castle and was messing around with his woman in red! He was not strong enough and had no son yet, which was far inferior to me, haha!"

"After I die, you live well. We did not surrender or kneel down. My death was out of my own will. Don't foolishly claim to avenge me! We are the only culprits. If it weren't for them, we would be happy in the north! Okay, I finally found a good place for you and your sons. Those who are sad should be happy. Come, come, come, barbecue!"

He sat down, picked up his lyre and threw it into the fire, and took advantage of the fire to start roasting a sheep for everyone. He did not allow others to interfere.
Chapter completed!