Every day since Jon left, Zhao Mai would climb the ancestors' fist peak and persuade Mr. Xiong to equip all night watchmen with natural fireworks. He would be rejected every day, and then come down with wounds of all sizes. He used the natural force to heal himself, and then began training, from physical fitness, weapon use, spiritual power to praying for natural force, every day. If the brothers of the night watchmen were willing to discuss, he would also leave the event. At that time, he would use two wooden sticks, just like a White Walker who used the ice crystal double swords.

With the help of the supernatural powers, Zhao Mai can make a sudden turn in the air. His elusive mobility is like a White Walker, and his ruthlessness is even more powerful than attacking. Almost all Rangers have been beaten, and then they shook their heads. "This is not a human way of playing, there is no one like you." Some people even compared Zhao Mai with Arthur Dawn, the Divine Sword of the Dawn.

Zhao Mai did not defend himself. He was full of respect for the reputation of the Dawn Sword, but he did not think that he could defeat himself, especially when fighting in a comprehensive manner. He was thinking about the White Walkers now, how to tear them into pieces. Anyway, no matter how the plot of this world develops, humans and White Walkers will always have a battle sooner or later. No one said that White Walkers cannot die at the ancestors' fist peak. Isn't this called changing the plot?

Waiting for the enemy to appear is a difficult thing. The night watchmen are guarding the ancestors' fist peak. The shorter time is called rest, and the longer time is called torture. The life of always climbing ice and lying on snow has caused this group of bandits and liars to gradually lose their discipline and fighting spirit. Complaints begin to spread among the soldiers, and many of them even begin to curse Old Bear. "The crazy fantasy of the old thing caused us to suffer here!" There are also some rumors: "It is said that there are 30,000 enemies, and we only have 300, which is completely a death sentence!"

Zhao Mai saw all this in his eyes and listened to him, and told him every day when he saw Mr. Xiong. Mormon said that he knew and would not say much about the others. Mr. Xiong himself was powerless. He could not move before several reconnaissance teams, including Broken Palm Colin and Jon, reported the reconnaissance situation ahead.

Every day, Mr. Xiong would use carbon strips to mark a tent. Now, twenty-one black marks have been found. Zhao Mai asked for a meeting again. Mr. Xiong thought about it before calling him in.

Before Zhao Mai could speak, Mr. Xiong raised his hand and stopped him. "I have ordered Samwell Talley to send a letter to Emon and send the formula of natural fireworks potion back. At this time, Sam should have finished doing this and started placing potion. I think the first batch should be equipped for everyone tonight."

Change finally happened, but is there enough time? Zhao Mai said with mixed joy and sorrow on his face, "This is good news."

"There is too much bad news now. The night watchman is already fighting alone. Any help must be used." Mr. Xiong pointed to the chair and asked Zhao Mai to sit down. He poured Zhao Mai a glass of ginger wine with his own hands, poured him a glass of himself, and then sat down in the chair with a bang.

"Sir Erisha has not completed his mission. He has been delaying in King's Landing for too long, and his head has melted. King Joffrey is only willing to help a hundred shovels so that we can bury all the dead, so that they can crawl out. Bless our king!" He took a sip.

"Lanley is dead. Stannis Baratheon replied that he would now concentrate on eliminating Joffrey Baratheon who usurped the throne. He could not control the night watchmen in the north for the time being, so all he could give was promise and respect. The river land was about to be destroyed, and Lord Tuli couldn't take care of himself, let alone help us. Ailin from Eagle Nest City didn't even say anything." Mr. Xiong took three sips in a row, and then said: "The young wolf in Stark's family, oh, is now the king of the North, and it's unstoppable. Even Tywin Lannister was defeated. It's really unexpected. However, Master Emon speculated that something might have happened in Winterfell, because there has been no ravens reply there for a long time, and no ravens sent were returned."

"So, the Starks can't count on it anymore." Zhao Mai raised his glass frequently, but didn't drink a gulp. "The night watchman can only rely on himself. Do you have confidence?"

"Hmph, you think I don't have confidence or are afraid to invite you to drink. You underestimate me too much!" Mr. Xiong put down his glass and said to Zhao Mai: "You are the only one among these people who are not night watchmen, and you are not my subordinate, so you can have a drink with me for two drinks. I'll talk to you for a few words, scold those ignorant kings, and then you can easily go on the field to kill the enemy. What's wrong? Why don't you drink?"

Zhao Mai picked up the cup and said, "Respect the Warriors." Then he drank it all. The soldiers who were armed to the teeth to bully the natives were only soldiers. The warriors were the ones who could still stick to their ideals and responsibilities even when they were in the poorest and most destitute.

"We agreed at the beginning that you followed us to the Xianmin Quan Peak, and wait for the three people to meet up and you can leave freely." Mr. Xiong said: "I deliberately kept you for a long time because I think you are a rare talent! I wish I could give up all my honors, tie you up with a rope, and force you into the group like a bandit! Haha, if that's how I can, it would be great!"

"I'm still going to marry a wife and have children. If I join the Night Watcher, I will be beaten to death by my dad."

"This is the only reason why you are unwilling to join the Night Watch. Are you afraid of death?"

"It's different from being afraid of being beaten to death by my father." Zhao Mai felt another piece of skin cracked, and said with a wry smile: "Of course, I can't bear to leave the beauty either."

"You...haha!" Mr. Xiong smiled and said, "I remembered a person, Rega Targaryen back then. He was so free, so dazzling, so outstanding, just like you were among the Night Watchmen. At that time, I felt that although he would be the best king, even the throne was just a bond and shackle for him. So, I will untie your shackles and let you be free now."

Mr. Xiong stood up, suddenly pulled out his sword, and placed it on Zhao Mai's shoulder: "I, Jeo Mormon, the 997th Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch Corps, declared Mike Zhao as the friend and brother of the Night Watchmen, freely traveling to the Great Wall of Desperate, and all those ancestors, Andals, and Loy's land that people can set foot on, and are always welcomed in the Night Watchmen camp, and will not stop until death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the magical oppression of the ancestor Quan Peak disappeared immediately, and the rupture on Zhao Mai's body began to heal. Although there was no sight of the Great Wall of Desperateness here, the faint sense of oppression disappeared. Zhao Mai and Mr. Xiong touched his shoulders with a long sword, then stood up and asked, "I understand everything in front, why should I stop until death?"

"We will burn you if you die, and we will never let you get up again." Mr. Xiong touched his beard: "The two night watchmen's corpse ghosts almost killed me. If you become a corpse ghost, then the entire night watchmen should not survive. So if you die, we will make sure you are completely dead."

Zhao Mai scratched his head, but had to admit: "Your concerns are right."

"You are a hungry wolf, a fierce bear, and a dragon! Now, you can do what you want to do." said Mr. Xiong.
Chapter completed!