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This time, there were countless corpses who came to the foot of the Great Wall to attack and rush to the gate. Looking at the densely surging shadows and heads below, it was estimated that there were more than 100,000, and this number had almost reached one-seventh or even one-eighth of the population of the entire Westeros continent.

The White Walkers may have driven all the corpses accumulated over hundreds of years outside the northern border. They rushed towards the Great Wall from a distance like tireless ants, and opened a scene in the dark sky that blocked the entire earth. The corpses were stacked with corpses, one after another.

The front was dragged by them for a long time because there were too many corpse ghouls. At the beginning of the period, only a few hundred and a few thousand corpse ghouls rushed to the Great Wall. Night watchmen could still rely on the terrain and wisdom to deal with it, but after tens of thousands of corpse ghouls rushed over, it was meaningless to be brave in front of this huge number.

At the beginning, only a small pile of black shadows gathered under the outer door of the Great Wall, but now, almost the entire defense line under the Great Wall is filled with corpse ghosts. They are close to the outer wall of the Great Wall, like thin lines. Behind them, there are still troops of corpse ghosts that cannot be seen at the end of the end to rush in.

But this does not mean that the Night Watch Legion has no hope of victory. Although there are many corpse ghosts, as far as they know, the master of the corpse ghost, the real disaster of the White Disaster, and the number of White Devils, are not that many.

They are mixed in the middle of the ghoul, and there may be a few, dozens, or hundreds, but certainly not too many.

Although they control the ghouls, these resurrected corpses can only make some simple moves. For example, if they want to attack Westeros' hinterland, they can only rush across the Great Wall.

The only entrance and exit of the Great Wall, the outer door that can accommodate giants, has been blocked by Jon's order. Previously, the Night Watchers have been continuously deploying reinforcements to fight to the death, just to snatch the outer door before the ghoul and block it.

The last line of defense for mankind, the Great Wall was built to resist the White Walkers, so the outer gate left behind could be blocked. However, the process was very complicated, and the night watchman had a command. No one could block this gate until the White Walkers invaded. So when Mance led the barbarians to attack, Jon did not give up here.

But now, it's time to show its usefulness.

When the last piece of fishweed was used as a slug to secure the outer door, the surviving Night Watch and Jon breathed a sigh of relief. They had been under great pressure before. This side had to resist the impact of the ghouls, and this side had to constantly block the outer door. Although there were a large number of edges and corner partitions inside the outer door and the fillings were prepared according to the specifications, they were still nervous.

Because once the vanguard of the corpse ghosts breaks through the night watchmen's defense, their army will arrive continuously. It will be impossible for the night watchmen to retake the outer gate again. If they are not careful, they will collapse completely.

Under such huge pressure, no one dared to relax. A fierce battle broke out in the outer door, but the night watchmen finally blocked the only entrance and exit before the overwhelming army of corpse ghosts arrived. Now they wanted to break through the Great Wall unless they flipped over or flew over with wings.

The news that the outer gate was held in a persistent position also brought great confidence to the people at night watchmen. Although they did not know how the terrible creatures such as the White Walkers appeared, they knew that with the power of the ghoul, they could not cross this Great Wall barrier, which could be called a natural barrier.

The height of seven hundred feet and two hundred meters is equivalent to the natural barrier of a sixty-five-story building. For the backward world of the Song of Ice and Fire, only magic can create such a miracle. Similarly, those corpses who were humans during their lifetime were completely unable to cross this barrier standing between heaven and earth.

You know, the height of twenty floors is enough to make people look like an ant, and the sixty-five floors are probably not even able to see the figure clearly.

There were about a hundred people left in the night watchmen. It was far from the moment of crisis, so Jon, who was the commander-in-chief, did not go to the battlefield in person. However, even so, his palms were already soaked in sweat. Jon was not a person who could not hold back, but even he breathed a sigh of relief after completely blocking the outer door.

But before he could relax, a night watchman stumbled down the ladder. Jon Snow recognized this brother, who was the night watchman in charge of the Great Wall, Devane.

"What happened?" Jon held Devane and asked anxiously. If there were no changes at the top of the Great Wall, these night watchmen would not have left their posts without their duty.

"General... Commander-in-Chief, go up and take a look!" Devane said angrily, "There are more and more corpses below. At first I didn't care, but not long ago, I found that they have become bigger. They are climbing the Great Wall by stacking together!"

Snow was stunned. He knew that there were many corpse ghosts, but what were they going to do when they were stacked together, but soon Snow was urging Devane to the next rush, and they really planned to climb over the Great Wall!

"Commander-in-Chief! When I came down, they were already half over! Now it has been more than ten minutes!" Devane urged anxiously from beside him.

Jon quickly calmed down and had no time to explain, so he immediately greeted the people around him, "Brothers of the Night Watchmen! Spread out a hundred people to go to the Great Wall with me in batches!"

Snow is now very confident. Because of the news of the White Walkers' invasion, almost all the night watchmen on the Great Wall's defense line gathered in the night castle, reaching an unprecedented nearly a thousand people. Although many sacrifices have been sacrificed, the staff is still very abundant. Soon, the night watchmen followed Jon up the hanging ladder with the adjustment of leaders at all levels.

You can't bring too many people to the lifting ladder at a time. It is estimated that one hundred people will have to be divided into three or four times. Because the mechanical winch power is behind, the lifting ladder is also very slow, and it has been nearly half an hour for one round and one round.

When Snow and his group arrived at the top of the Great Wall, the nearest corpse ghoul had climbed to two-thirds of the Great Wall. Snow's face looked very ugly. He had been commanding the battle at the outer gate below, not paying attention to the situation outside because they were all blocked by the corpse ghouls.

Unexpectedly, when I came to the top of the Great Wall, I found that the situation was already very critical.

Of course, the ability to climb the Great Wall does not have wings, and the smooth and steep Great Wall cannot leverage the power. Perhaps humans can climb up with tools such as ice picks, but the corpse ghosts do not have this wisdom.

Their ability to climb to the Great Wall completely relies on the corpse sea tactics.

Looking from Snow's position, endless corpses rushed towards this place. They seemed to be rushing towards a sacred war, jumping in the dark snow. Moths rushed to the fire to the foot of the Great Wall, and then they surrounded each other one after another, corpses shoving the corpses, quickly crowding and overlapping. The stacked higher and higher.

Looking down from above, these corpses piled up at the foot of the Great Wall like ants building nests. The black shadows are constantly amplifying and accumulating rapidly. These corpses are running wildly, stepping on their companions' bodies to become new stepping stones. The speed that is visible to the naked eye is increasing, constantly climbing towards the top of the Great Wall.

This is a very familiar scene, because Yi Xiao has paid special attention to zombie movies, so he will naturally not let go of this scene in the zombie world war. At this time, this group formation was used by the White Walkers in the world of Song of Ice and Fire, and this scene is very unfamiliar to Jon and very deadly.

"They are coming up..." Snow murmured to himself as he looked at the honeycomb-like scene below.

"I know they are coming up too, Jon, think of a solution!" Sam behind him lowered his voice and said anxiously. In fact, people around him also had this idea. But he didn't say it.

The overwhelming corpse ghosts gradually accumulate along the Great Wall and then climb upwards is definitely not a very small impact scene. They are like evil ghosts who have crawled out of hell, twisting their ugly bodies, waving their deformed cheeks, and constantly surging upwards.

The night watchmen on the city wall couldn't help but hold the sword tightly when they saw this scene, and they also trembled slightly. This scene was far more terrifying than expected. If ordinary people saw it, they might be possible to escape on the spot. The night watchmen are worthy of being the last elite on the Great Wall.

Jon was also extremely nervous at this time, but he knew that he needed to be more calm as the commander-in-chief of the night watchman. He was indeed more calm than others.

"Don't panic, keep calm!" He roared in his mind, and quickly calculated the possible way to deal with the current situation, fighting and setting fire one by one, he eliminated the idea of ​​setting fire one by one, because there were too many enemies, and he was completely seeking death.

The most useful advantage on the Great Wall is not worth mentioning in the face of the sea of ​​corpse tactics. Just as sweat was oozing out of Jon's forehead, the old god once again favored him.

"Use that!" Jon pointed to the defensive equipment in the distance and took the lead in running there.

Just now, Jon's eyes swept over here. He suddenly remembered the hanging cone on the Great Wall to defend against wall climbers. He was really confused by the wave of corpse ghosts, and he didn't even think of this thing.

At this time, the people around him also reacted and began to perform their duties. They knew the power of the hanging cone. After putting down the hanging cone, the huge awl, like a sickle, would quickly pass along the outer wall of the Great Wall, and create a perfect arc, and then be pulled up by the night watchmen and continue to put it down.

Anything attached to the wall will be completely wiped out by the hundreds of pounds of awls, as if harvesting dead grass. The large number of ghouls piled up under the Great Wall was just a futile increase of blood. The number was not worth mentioning in front of the hanging cone. It was created to prevent climbing the city wall.

Using inertia and gravity, the hanging cone will sweep everything on the outer wall. Jon even had some doubts at this time that when he built the Great Wall and made the hanging cone, he had considered that there would be such a day, which was specially prepared for the accumulation of corpses.

The skilled night watchmen quickly prepared the hanging cone. They quietly lit the torches, waiting for Jon Snow to give the final order. Under the illumination of countless burning torches, the faces of the ghouls that were getting closer and closer appeared particularly clear and ferocious.

These people who have been dead for a long time have pale faces, their wounds are strangely shaped, and their torso is twisted. Coupled with their weird and terrifying faces, they make people feel panic and nauseous.

Their faces have no expression, and they have a numbness to become stepping stones for companions, as if they are constantly driven by mechanical power, which is particularly gloomy and terrifying.

The night watchmen unconsciously turned their eyes to Jon, but he was very calm and motionless, "Wait a minute, wait a minute," Jon said.

The heights of the ghouls are still rising, and their ugly faces are rapidly amplifying, but Jon is not in a hurry. He needs a suitable opportunity to bring huge casualties to them. Even if they cannot be caught in one go, at least they cannot launch a second attack in a short time.

So Jon kept holding on to the orders, waiting for the corpse ghouls to get closer and closer.

These ugly faces gradually reflected in the night watchman's pupils. The corpse ghosts were only a few dozen meters away from the top of the Great Wall. They could even smell the stench from the pile of corpses. The night watchman couldn't hold on, and then he fell on Jon and shouted, "Commander-in-Chief!"

Jon's heart was more pressure than anyone else. The corpse ghoul gradually approached him with mountain-like depression. Finally, he couldn't continue to suppress it and shouted loudly, "Let the hanging cone!"

"Put the hanging cone!"

"...Put the hanging cone!"

After receiving his order, the night watchmen on the Great Wall immediately began to shout to each other one after another. They could no longer control the fear in their hearts, but at this moment, a louder dragon roar interrupted their call.

Ao--!

A dragon roar that seemed to come from the sky as if it had crossed the sky, accurately conveyed to the sky above the Great Wall. The air seemed to have fluctuations of dragon roars, only Jon's face changed drastically, "Hurry! Let it go! Quick!" He shouted loudly, and ran towards the chandelier desperately.

Although the night watchmen in charge of the hanging cone didn't know what was going on, they obviously understood Jon's order. They began to shake the rope quickly, just one step away from putting the hanging cone down.

Jon was only ten meters away from the hanging cone. Seeing that the hanging cone was about to fall, his heart hanging high also fell, but just before his heart could sink to the bottom, the next moment, it hung again.

A black dot appeared in the distant sky, and then more and more, finally three. They were very fast, from the size of rice grains to the clear appearance, it seemed that they were only in the blink of an eye of Jon. At this time, the nearby night watchmen also saw this kind of creature.

"Dragon! It's a dragon!" They let out a terrifying roar with a change of voice.

Jon's eyes suddenly glared, as if his pupils were magnified, and his face became ferocious, as if he had been possessed by a devil in an instant. He ran towards the hang cone desperately, and even time slowed down at this moment.

But something was faster than him and faster than time. The three flying dragons whistled from the distant sky and effortlessly surpassed Jon, who was running and jumping desperately. They ignored the night watchmen on the city walls, but rushed straight to the huge giant hanging cone! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!