The strong wind mixed with falling snow blew against the convoy escorting the prisoners. Boris wrapped his coat tightly and still felt cold. What kind of climate was it like north of the North? He was curious before, but now, he has seen it with his own eyes——
Here, in addition to wind and snow, it is also wind and snow...cold, bone-chilling cold. In the city of Kislev, there are still spring and summer, but here, it seems that there is only winter. So much so that Boris suspected that the snow on the distant mountains was...
Has it never melted?
"Hurry up! Damn you fat bugs, a blizzard is coming. If we can't reach Kronburg before dark, we will all be buried here!"
The knight leading the team, who was also the instructor at the Great Wall Camp, yelled and cursed loudly, as if the team he led was not a human being, but a group of animals.
Boris looked around, and he could indeed think so...who were the people who were sent to the Great Wall in the North? Thieves, rapists, death row prisoners...these people who were fished out from the dungeon were all in a miserable state, and some
They looked ferocious, some were skinny and skinny, and there was fear in their eyes... Boris doubted that these people could still be soldiers when they reached the Great Wall? Right now, they were indeed like a group of animals being driven away, with no self-respect at all. But
Come to think of it, I have become one of them...
A sense of sadness arises from the bottom of my heart, and a chill reaches my bones.
Boris wrapped his coat tightly, but the rag coat could not block the cold wind that kept coming. Not only that, the stench emanating from the clothes made him almost unbearable. He had never worn such tattered clothes before, outdoors like this.
At least they all have mink coats to keep out the cold. Now, not to mention mink coats, there are no linen clothes... even the leader is dressed in simple clothes.
Behind them, the packhorse neighed tragically. When everyone turned around, they saw the carriage wheels stuck in the sunken ground. After leaving Blackhammer Castle, the road became dilapidated. Boris knew that Lord Rhodes was organizing migrant workers to repair it.
Road, but I didn’t expect the project to be so slow. But it’s normal if you think about it carefully. The climate here is so bad that there are not many hours of construction time in a year. In addition, without several times the salary, who is willing to come here to do construction?
"Fat insect, come here! Push the car out!"
The leader of the team shouted loudly.
A group of people had to turn around and staggered to the carriage.
Boris followed the crowd to the back of the carriage. The coachman whipped the packhorse and shouted for others to push the carriage. Four or five prisoners were pushing the heavy baggage carriage behind the carriage. But Boris doubted that they could really push it.
Strength? Only one of the four or five people is in normal shape, and the others are like walking zombies, weak and weak.
I heard that the food was pretty good when we arrived at the Great Wall... Boris hopes this is true... Otherwise, this group of people will never be able to connect with the warriors.
In the wind and snow, the group tried their best, and finally, the baggage truck was slowly pushed out of the potholes. The crowd continued to walk numbly, the wind and snow became stronger and stronger, as if the blood all over their bodies had been frozen.
Boris couldn't help but think back to Denis... think back to the city of Kislev, think back to his father's mansion, where there were warm fireplaces and delicious meals. There were groups of servants and maids. When he was hungry or thirsty, there would be
The servants served hot food and fine wine. There, I was the son of a noble noble with a distinguished status. But now, I am nothing and have nothing. I am with a group of tramps and criminals...
The weather was like the unlucky crow that made a strange cry. They saw Kron Castle at the end of their sight, but the wind and snow suddenly became stronger. The leading knight was right, a blizzard was coming, and the night would be long. In the strong wind, there were flames.
Swaying weakly and feebly, they finally arrived at the castle before dark.
However, there was no hotel for the group of people to rest. It turned out that the instructor wanted to rest in Kronburg, but there was no rest room, so they could only hide in the stables for one night and leave after the blizzard stopped... Question
What if the blizzard lasts for two or three days? Boris can't imagine spending a few nights in such a dirty stable with a group of smelly homeless people and criminals?
He found a secluded corner and sat down alone, away from these people. His father once said that to lead an army well, you must deal with and mingle with the soldiers at the bottom. However, the ordinary soldiers of the Snow Eagle Legion are comparable to these people.
Much better... Boris thought...
At least, there are many Bovell knights in the legion. No matter how poor these people are, they can still be regarded as minor nobles. And among this group of people now... Boris dares to say that there is no one with noble birth. The highest status, the instructor of the Great Wall Camp, also
He is just an ordinary knight. In the past, this was not enough for him to practice.
In extreme depression, Boris spent a long night. As for the prisoners, no matter how many there were, they stayed close to each other to keep warm until early morning, when everyone's face had a little blood. But Boris woke up from the cold
Yes, his hands and feet were frozen stiff, and the rag coat could not keep out the cold at all. He had to imitate others, find anything that could keep out the cold, and stuff it into his coat... Fortunately, the blizzard stopped at noon the next day.
The climate in the North is like a child's face...it changes at will...
Stepping on the snow, the team continued northward. Passing through the black forest and wilderness hills, finally, a week later, they arrived at the destination of their journey - the Great Wall of the North.
When he saw the Great Wall for the first time, Boris was so surprised that he was speechless. He knew that Lord Lawn of the North was building a wall across the northern border of Kislev, but he did not expect it to be so majestic and spectacular.
Like a giant dam, it stands majestically between the mountains. The city wall is like a natural boulder, connecting the two peaks. If you look closely, it seems that the city wall is not entirely made of stone, but is mixed with ice...
The cold winds of the North are blowing on this cliff wall day after day, and are undoubtedly strengthening it day after day. It seems that it is true that Caroline, the dean of the Magic Academy, sent the Frost Witch to the north just to participate.
Build the Great Wall of the North.
The team entered the camp one after another. It was also a castle, but there was no tall stone wall or moat to protect it. There were only low walls, symbolically surrounding it. However, it was not surprising that they faced a tower tens of meters high.
With huge walls, why is there any need to build inner city defenses?
Entering the camp, the crisp sound of swords clashing reached his ears, and Boris saw a group of experienced veterans. Each of them wore a black coat with hard leather armor underneath, and used ordinary weapons such as long swords, axes, or hammers.
.The key thing is that in terms of movement and strength alone, they are not inferior to any regular regiments in Kislev.
Everyone's face is engraved with wind marks, which are marks left by years of wind and frost, just like the scars on the faces of veterans on the battlefield, which are symbols of glory.
Boris couldn't help but wonder, how did this group of people become like this? You know, they were originally a group of criminals and wanderers. Could it be that the Great Wall has a magical power that transformed him into this day after day?
?Anyway, can you achieve this through training alone? Boris doesn’t believe it...