Game of Thrones Starts with the Lord Blast System

Snowflakes are flying, the world in the forest is gray, and the smell of pine and moss, with a hint of chill, drifts in the wind.

The expedition finally walked out, the damned ghost forest that sees no light.

Everything slowly wakes up from a dead silence, and enters a new dead silence.

In the distance, the river is gurgling, the hoofs of the horses can be heard in the team, the bones and armor on Jingdang shirt collide with each other, and the team travels from north to west.

"No trace of the savages, and no blue-eyed monsters. This is good news but not a good sign. Duncan, order the soldiers to keep their eyes open. Don't panic." The last temporary camp outside the forest, Lynn vaccinated Duncan in advance.

The tall Duncan agreed silently. He always maintained a calm attitude and did not panic. This was the biggest reason why Lynn took him by his side and was in charge of commanding the expedition.

Somewhere above the head, a group of crows spread their black wings and looked down at the people and horses below. When the griffins took off, the crows fled into the gray sky and disappeared.

The horseshoe kicked the gravel, and the stone rolled down the slope. This sudden sound meant that the end of the road ahead would be a cliff.

The horses of the cavalry neighed softly, and the soldiers patted and whispered to calm it down quickly. The fear of beasts can be quickly calmed down, but people can't calm down so easily.

The griffin rose into the air and hovered in front of the snow field.

It was a huge crack in the snowfield, the crack was as deep as if the gods and demons slashed the mountain with a giant sword, dividing the world into two.

Jon Nuo looked at the golden pig flying into the sky in surprise, his eyes full of horror.

The Hound was in charge of guarding the prisoners, and he whispered in Jon Nuo's ear: "Take your eyes with respect, brat, just admire my king with reverence, fear is hidden in your heart, and you don't need to express it."

Jono was even more surprised when he heard the words, and looked back at Sandor Clegane, the hound. He was the former Kingsguard, and when he accompanied the former King Bo Baratheon to inspect Winterfell, the two sides had a relationship.

"Who the **** is that Lynn? Even you gave up the honor of the Kingsguard to follow him?"

The Hound shrugged, "I didn't leave King's Landing because of him, but I have to admit, I chose to stay because of him, that Gryphon is now my king, don't be surprised, I don't need to explain anything to you, boy , I have seen his territory and his soldiers fight with my own eyes, and you are his prisoner now, but I believe that when you rejoin the wildman Mance's army, you will be his prisoner in the future."

Jon Snow looked confused.

The Hound grinned sternly, pushing Jon Nuo, who was in deep thought, to catch up with the team in front.

After the team rested, they crossed the Milky River and moved forward again. At this time, the march began to become slow and careful. The green retreated, surrounded by gray barren rock mountains, white snowflakes and gray rocks became the main theme.

The valley is just ahead, and it is a canyon like a ravine. Lynn rode on his horse carefully.

A road paved with gravel, like a steep **** sloping down.

The horse was a little afraid of the steep **** and did not dare to stride forward. Lynn simply dismounted and instructed the cavalry in the army to lead the horse as well.

When I stepped on the snow boots, the snow under my feet creaked, and the whole person also felt a slight sinking.

"Skinny monkey, bring a sentinel team to explore the path first, I always have an ominous premonition."

"Follow your orders, my lord!"

Below is the daunting abyss that is Wind Sound Canyon.

The north poured into the canyon from the mouth of the canyon, whirring.

There are jagged rocks and gloomy trees all around, and the steep and deep black rocks and limestones are stacked on top of each other, creating a strange landscape here.

Ygritte wore the cloak of the dead Night's Watchman "Severed Palm" Colin. The severed palm died under Jon Snow's long-clawed sword, which was used to fulfill Snow's plan to break into the wildlings.

Ygritte won the cape from Rick "Spear", a short, mediocre-looking fellow wildling captive, and other items out of context, such as armor or boots, belonged to the other wildlings.

Ygritte wrapped her cloak tightly, hunger and cold attacking her body at the same time.

When she came to Fengsheng Gorge, she did not encounter any trace of any savage army in her imagination, and no one suddenly attacked the army of the northern nobles, which made her very puzzled.

The eyes and ears of the king outside the wall are all over the wall.

Jon Snow followed her closely, Rick the Savage Spear in front of him, and Tormund.

Rick the Spear whispered in Tormund's ear: "Where did Mance's army go? Why did it disappear? There has always been a savage army garrisoned here in Wind Sound Gorge, but there is no sound in the canyon."

He was almost overwhelmed by hunger, the marching for days, coupled with the already hungry front chest against the back, made his crooked teeth constantly bared.

Tormund's face was also a little pale. He raised his head in confusion and glanced at the canyon below. Except for the wind, there was no abnormal noise at all.

"Perhaps the garrisoned troops are hiding in the canyon. After all, no one would have thought that there would be a large army outside the Great Wall entering the fortress." He said this while comforting himself.

The thin monkey took the sentinel team, lightly dressed from the steep slope, and entered the Wind Sound Gorge first.

The towering cliffs on the left and right sides of the canyon have blocked most of the cold wind, but the cold is still there, because the wind here is stronger than outside. 's whimper.

The team continued to go deeper into the canyon. Suddenly, the thin monkey felt as if it had stepped on something, and a crisp sound came. He looked down and saw that it was a severed hand left by a dead savage.

This person has been dead for a long time, leaving only the bones with white bones. He just stepped on its arm and broke its arm. The corpse is not easy to rot outside the fortress. In the ice and snow days, it will only be corroded by the cold wind for a long time.

The thin monkey cursed secretly, bad luck.

A few sentries let out a small smile and continued walking, but soon their expressions all changed.

Clap clap clap.

Squeak squeak!

There was a sound like a dead tree breaking from under the feet of each soldier, and the sound was connected together, which was extremely terrifying.

"Stop."

Thin Monkey realized that something was wrong, and he stopped the team from moving forward. He reached out and started to touch the crossbow at his waist, because he saw the broken bone arm that he stepped on just now, and it was wriggling.

He thought it was an illusion at first, but the next scene made him understand what was going on.

The broken bone palm was poking out from the snow pile that he stepped on just now. Slowly, the palm pressed on the snow surface~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Like a sleeping person, the posture of sitting up from the pile of snow Sitting up in the snow.

The skinny monkey's pupils shrank, and the ghoul the adults said appeared, he hurriedly shouted: "Retreat! Dangerous!"

While shouting, he jumped to avoid a hand that suddenly emerged from the snow under his feet, and around him began to pull out the black skeleton arms from the snow underground.

The sentinel team hurriedly retreated towards the original road. However, the snow was lifted into the air by the skeletons underneath. The snowflakes splashed, and ghouls in rusty chain mail emerged from the snow.

The dark eyes without pupils stared at the retreating sentry.

Fortunately, the speed of these skeletons getting up was not fast at first, and even a little slow, allowing the thin monkey and the sentry team to escape twenty or thirty meters. However, when the skeleton soldiers completely drilled out of the snow.

They let out a series of shrill screams, the voices coming from the white bones without a bit of rotten flesh, extremely sharp.

After the skeletons finished shouting, they seemed to be rejuvenated with vitality, and their originally slow movements suddenly turned into incomparably fast and fierce black shadows.

Wu Yangyang's white-boned skeleton leaped towards the sentinel team with an incomparably vigorous posture.

On the pavement full of stones and ravines, like walking on the ground, they held their weapons high, with blue light in their eyes, but they ran like kangaroos, which was simply vicious.

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