Chapter 627: Direwolf Head

The serious look on the old commander-in-chief Mormont's face also seemed to indicate that this was not a good thing.

The same was true of Eddard Stark's weathered face, and then the Northlander pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, with a calm tone that could even be mistaken for arrogance and indifference.

"In that case, let's go."

Ed briefly forgot that he was now a soldier of the Night's Watch instead of the Duke of the North. He strode forward with one hand on the hilt of the sword. Under the gray wolf's skin was a black cloak, slightly following the wind. flutter.

On the other side, 'Broken Palm' Colin saw this scene and glanced at Commander Jeor Mormont quickly, and found that Mormont had no objection to this.

After all, old Mormont was once a vassal who swore allegiance to the Stark family. Although his status briefly surpassed Eddard, it would be a disgrace to be arrogant. Jeor Mormont Not that kind of person.

"Lord Eddard Stark, what we've seen, here is"

At this moment, Maester Pesil, with a chain ring around his neck, came over and said tremblingly.

The former Whitebeard Grand Scholar had his bachelor's chain stripped away, but Peysir didn't know where he found a chain to put it on again, but in places like the Night's Watch, there are no school city rules. Likewise, no one took care of his little Jiujiu.

However, Eddard Stark heard his words when he passed by Maester Peysir, and he just nodded slightly and simply said hello.

"Master Peysir, we did meet."

Then he continued to walk forward without waiting for him to finish speaking, leaving only the white-bearded old man who pretended to be inconvenient to follow the footsteps of a few people.

Eddard Stark, Commander-in-Chief Mormont, Maester Pixil and others came and went in a hurry and quickly returned to the scene of the incident, but there were already many soldiers of the Night's Watch, and everyone was surrounded by them. Looking at something together, they made a panicked sound from time to time.

"My God."

"It's terrible."

"Is this the enemy we will face in the future?"

Many of these watching Night's Watch soldiers are southern nobles who were sent to the frontier after the King's Landing Judgment Conference. Some of them have never seen the White Walkers, but have only heard of their names, but now they have seen the 'masterpieces' of these monsters It was inevitable that people would be apprehensive.

Relatively speaking, the soldiers in the north are calmer. Almost most of the soldiers in the north who have survived today have experienced the war against the White Walkers, and only a few are refugees from the north who were recruited later.

They once fought with these 'monsters' head-on, but they also never saw such a terrifying scene, and couldn't help but look at each other and whisper.

"Step aside!"

"Step aside!"

"Commander Jeor Mormont!"

"Lord Eddard Stark!"

At this moment, Ed and the old commander-in-chief Mormont arrived from the rear.

The veterans of the Night's Watch Legion such as "Long Crow" Yoren drove away, and the crowd consciously gave way to a passage for a few people to squeeze in and saw the scene in front of them.

"hiss--"

And Eddard Stark, who had just seen this scene, couldn't help but gasped, his dark brows furrowed.

The scene in front of him was a bit shocking, with corpses and broken limbs everywhere, and frozen blood on the ground splattering recklessly on the ground and snow.

The human arm and the head of the war horse began to circle from a center, and finally formed a huge and incomparable windmill. If you look down from the sky, it is a strange giant array, which is breathtaking.

"Are these goddamn guys doing 'art' again?"

Eddard frowned, exhaled a white breath, then turned his head to look at Commander Jeor Mormont and said.

The two have fought side by side on the Great Wall and even Winterfell. The first White Walker in modern history was killed by King Robert himself, and Eddard and Jeor Mormont met at that time. The 'art' made by the White Walkers.

They love to use human or animal corpses to put out some strange patterns, and the intention is not very clear.

Intimidate? The White Walkers want to scare off humans?

Or some kind of dark sacrificial ritual they didn't know about, in which the White Walkers piled corpses into great formations and sacrificed to some unknown evil god.

"more than."

However, the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch Legion, who was bald with only a ring of pale hair around him, shook his head and said.

"Torches!"

His face was still serious, he beckoned his subordinates to bring torches, then he let out a white breath and walked towards the center of the formation.

"Follow me, Lord Stark."

Eddard was a little puzzled and didn't know the intention of old Mormont, but he still followed him by the hilt of the sword and walked towards the middle.

Soon a Night's Watch soldier dressed in black handed over the torch, and the old commander-in-chief Mormont took it, and then walked to the center of the circle to shine forward.

Now that the sky has completely dimmed, the center of the circle could not be clearly seen at the periphery of the giant circle just now, but when the torches dispelled the darkness, Ed finally saw clearly what the center of the circle was. .

It was a huge wolf head, and Ed would swear it was the biggest wolf head he had ever seen.

Its once snow-white fur has now become a little dirty, covered with blood and dust, its fangs are savagely open, and its red eyes are wide open, and it looks at the two people holding torches in front of them unwillingly. It seemed that he might suddenly open his mouth and bite at them at any time.

"This is... a direwolf?"

Ed walked in front of the wolf head, then squatted down to observe carefully.

He held the dagger on the other side with one hand, for fear that the other party would suddenly bite someone, knowing that this was not the first time the White Walkers had played such a trick.

There was also a time when the White Walkers also placed human and animal corpses into a weird formation, and when the human soldiers approached, the heads of these corpses suddenly began to open their mouths and screamed together, scaring the group of soldiers. He was so devastated that there was even a psychological shadow behind him.

Eddard recognized that the huge wolf head was from the Stark family's coat of arms, and should not live in the direwolf south of the Great Wall.

"Do you think this would be a warning? Lord Stark."

And Commander Mormont looked at Ed, who was squatting on the ground, with a torch in his hand, and then asked.

However, Ed was deaf to his voice. Instead, he stared at a wooden bow that fell next to the direwolf head, and then reached out and picked it up for a serious look.

Later, when Ed turned the little wooden bow over, he saw a line of small lettering on the place where the little wooden bow was held by the hand, which was engraved with a tender pen.

Lyanna Stark.