The cold wind was howling in the north. Boris stood at the gap in the Great Wall and looked into the distance. There was a vast white snowfield, like a mist, which was unpredictable.
He stood on a horned beast and stabbed the horned beast into the chest with the long sword in his hand, completely ending its miserable life. Boris gasped, and his breath turned into white mist in the cold air.
Spit out from your lips.
This was a small-scale raid. The Great Wall guards annihilated more than a hundred beastmen at the cost of losing ten people. There were many more raids like this, and Boris was used to it. He numbly learned from the beastmen.
He pulled out his long sword and wiped the blood stains on it with a rag. He habitually shouted to retreat his troops.
Yes, over the past few months, he has been tempered and promoted from a low-level soldier to a ranger captain. This is the thirty-sixth guard mission he has performed. Each time, he has taken the lead and led the troops to defeat the intruders.
The enemy. Sometimes they are beastmen, sometimes greenskins, and sometimes they are some stray beasts that follow their prey and stumble into the foot of the Great Wall. But no matter what they are, Boris and his Great Wall Guard brothers
We must kill them all one by one, and no monsters can be allowed to pass through the Great Wall. This is the order of the commander-in-chief, and it is also the meaning of the existence of this cliff and high wall.
The camp after the war was still deserted. No matter how many victories the Night Watchmen achieved, there would never be enthusiastic people to greet them. At most, they would receive warm meals and a few mouthfuls of choking vodka as rewards. Just like mentor Yeskovi
Qi once said - this is a place forgotten by the civilized world, but it is a solid shield wall protecting the civilized world.
"Well done, Boris."
Commander-in-chief Warwick came over and patted Boris on the shoulder, with a kind smile on his face. I don’t know if it was an illusion or reality, but Boris always felt that the commander had become older in just half a year, and his eye sockets were deep.
His eyes were sunken and his eyes were sunken and dull. Compared with when he first arrived here half a year ago, the commander seemed a little powerless. Once when he was resisting the invasion of beastmen, he almost missed and was chopped down by a beastman.
It was the veteran Scar who appeared in time and hunted down the bloodthirsty beastman with a bow, arrow and spear, and finally saved the day.
He used to hate this old man, but now it seems that he has some respect for him. He is over sixty and should have retired at home and enjoyed his old age, but he is still standing on the most dangerous and difficult front line. There are rumors that
The commander is to atone for his sins, but no matter what mistakes he committed when he was young, Boris feels that he has already repaid them. The commander-in-chief of the Great Wall Guard is not something that ordinary people can hold.
The celebration dinner was held in the largest long hall of Black Crow Castle. There were no servants or beautiful maids. The recruits were responsible for serving dishes and cleaning the hall, while the veterans sat casually on wooden chairs chatting and joking. The charcoal in the charcoal basin was burning.
It was booming, roasting the whole hall. Boris sat with his rangers and made vulgar jokes. It is unimaginable that a year ago, he was still a high-ranking Kislev noble. Now, he has become a
A captain of the Great Wall Guard, he mingled with a group of people from the bottom of society. It was the words of his mentor Yeskovitch that awakened him and made him accept his fate calmly. If this can be regarded as a trial.
"Welcome back alive, warriors of Black Crow Castle."
The commander-in-chief, an old man, walked onto the stage and announced loudly.
Under the stage, everyone was banging on the table with their knives and forks, making chaotic noises. Boris did not agree, but just sat and smiled.
"Gods above, you are still alive. This is a gift. Sit down and enjoy the food and warmth tonight. Because, tomorrow, you will go out again, and this time, I am afraid that many of you will not be able to survive so easily.
came back."
Commander Warwick said, his expression suddenly became serious.
Everyone thought the Commander-in-Chief was joking. Only Boris felt something was wrong. Soon, Warwick swallowed a sip of hot wine, stood up and walked into the crowd of Rangers——
"The best knights of Black Crow Castle, this is not a joke, this is a mission, an order. Tonight, drink this pile of wine, and tomorrow, set out and leave the Great Wall north. Your mission is to find the lair where the beastmen gather -
Ten Thousand Demon Rocks. And destroy it."
After Warwick finished speaking, the place immediately fell silent. Obviously, no one expected that such a thing would happen. They stopped the food and spirits in their hands and stared at the commander-in-chief in the middle of the long hall.
Boris watched quietly from the side. Some people dared to be angry but dared not speak, while some people's faces were full of surprise and fear. Obviously, north of the Great Wall is a forbidden land in the human world. There is only endless wind and snow.
and the wasteland. Before, the reason why they could defeat the invading beastmen again and again at a very small cost was because they had high walls and heavy weapons as backup. If they were in the wild, humans would not be able to compete head-on with the beastmen. In short,
The commander's move was undoubtedly sending these soldiers out to die.
"Why? Give us a reason!"
Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to openly question the order.
"You want a reason? It's very simple. The gap in the northeast has not been filled for several months? Three months! Brothers, since the construction of the Great Wall started, there has never been such a long delay as now."
Warwick paused for a moment and continued to speak loudly——
"We must repair the city wall before a larger invasion comes! Once the city wall is repaired and standing on the high wall, no enemy can cross the Great Wall and attack us. And now, it is these beastmen who are destroying us again and again.
Our construction progress has been affected. Therefore, in order to avoid further delays in the construction period, we must take the initiative and completely destroy the settlements of these beasts."
"Boris, you are responsible for carrying out this mission, with Scar and White Wolf as your assistants."
Commander Warwick continued.
At this time, Boris couldn't sit still. He wanted to stand up and object, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. When he came here, he had a narrow escape from death, and he had long been indifferent to life and death. A mere hunting trip was nothing. But,
From the faces of Scar and White Wolf, Boris could see their dissatisfaction. Obviously, not everyone takes a dim view of life and death.
"How many people will I have?"
Boris asked calmly.
"One hundred people."
Warwick turned his head and stared at Boris.
"You are joking."
"No! That's the number. The horses have been fed. Let's set off tomorrow."
Warwick said seriously.
"Map? Does it have the exact location of Ten Thousand Demon Rocks?"
Boris asked lightly.
"No, you have to find it on your own. I can only tell you based on my many years of experience that the Magic Rock is in the dark forest."
As soon as Warwick finished speaking, Boris wanted to say that this was nonsense, and I knew it. But he swallowed it back. He was no longer such a high-spirited young man, and knew how to be forbearing and humble.