Chapter 240 Meeting on the Great Wall Defense

“.We were chased and blocked by the wights on our way back from the Great Wall. Before we reached Castle Craster, the team was dispersed. We saw the commander-in-chief was knocked off his horse by the wights and dragged into the forest. Bill and I chased him into the forest, but there were too many wights. The commander-in-chief was injured in the leg during the battle, so he ordered us to go. Bill was closer to him, and we planned to pull him up and run, but the wights scratched Bill's horse. Bill fell down and was torn into pieces by the wights in less than a moment. The commander-in-chief was dragged into the deeper forest. He told me to run, and he called out 'Eddie! , Run! ', followed by a scream. When I rode to catch up, the commander had disappeared. My horse was knocked down by a wight, and I thought I was going to die, but Donald. Not the blacksmith Donald, but the beautiful Donald, came from nowhere, picked me up and rushed out of the forest. Sorry, Ser Jorah, the commander may have died. "

In the restaurant, Jon listened to Eddie's somewhat nagging but sad and detailed narration, and couldn't help but move his body, and looked at the face of the tall figure opposite with a heavy expression in the light of the oil lamp.

Jorah Mormont, Jon knew him, he was a fugitive of the disgraced North, the son of Commander Mormont, and now a knight of King Viserys.

Jon saw that Jorah's face was heavy, and there was a sad look between his eyebrows.

The restaurant was silent, and finally, Jon heard the tall knight say: "Thank you for telling me this, Eddie." Then, Jon saw him turn around dejectedly and walked away without saying a word.

Suddenly, Jon's mouth moved faster than his brain, and he called out to the other party: "Ser Jorah." Jon struggled to stand up despite the pain of his injured leg, limped to the side, picked up Longclaw, and walked to Jorah who turned back and looked a little confused, "Hello, Ser Jorah. Can I talk to you alone?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Jon Snow."

Jon endured the pain in his leg and looked at the other party seriously. Seeing the other party nod a little strangely, he limped out of the door.

They avoided the crowd and stopped in a corner of the burnt kitchen.

Jon raised the sword solemnly with both hands: "Ser Jorah, this is the Valyrian steel sword of the Mormont family, Longclaw. I think I should return it to you."

Jon looked over with a serious expression and saw Jorah's eyes looking straight at Longclaw, which seemed a little caught off guard. But soon, Jon saw that the other party clearly saw that the bear head on the round head of the hilt had been replaced by a stone wolf head, which was a little strange.

He said: "It's your sword now. There is no doubt that my father has given it to you."

Jon was about to explain: "The Lord Commander..."

But Jorah interrupted him.

Jorah held up Longclaw and gently stroked the sword, and then resolutely put the sword back in Jon's hand again: "I believe there must be a heart-wrenching story why it is in your hand."

Jon pursed his lips and wanted to say something: "Ser Jorah."

But Jorah didn't let him finish: "I know what kind of person my father is. Since he gave the sword to you, please don't let him down, and don't let it down."

Jon felt that the sword in his hand seemed to be heavier for a moment, and then he said without hesitation: "Ser Jorah, I swear to the gods, I will never let them down!"

"Well." Jorah hummed and left.

Jon limped back to the dining room, and when he lay down again, he quietly called Eddie, Grenn, and Pyp, who were also not so seriously injured, and said to them solemnly: "Grenn, Pyp, Eddie, I want to ask you a favor. If I die one day, please help me return Longclaw to the Mormont family, okay?"

Eddie answered melancholy, complaining: "Jon, it's useless to look for me, I'm afraid I will die before you."

Jon looked over helplessly, and Eddie said again: "Of course, if your luck is worse than mine, then I will help you fulfill this wish."

Grenn and Pyp solemnly agreed.

After settling the matter, Jon felt a little relieved from the heaviness in his heart.

Jon had just put down his sword, and suddenly heard a heavy trumpet from the castle, and picked up the sword again.

Not only him, all the patients who were not unconscious sat up with solemn expressions and listened to the trumpet.

Fortunately, the long trumpet sounded only once.

This means that the ranger scouts have returned.

"No, I have to go and see. It was the wights that attacked last night. What happened to the wildlings outside the city? What will the wights do next?"

Jon was still thinking about the situation in Castle Black and couldn't sit still. He heard the horn of the scouts coming back. The few wounded who were not seriously injured simply got up, supported each other and limped out of the door.

But the command system of the Night's Watch is a bit messy now, and they couldn't find anyone to ask for a long time.

Fortunately, not long after, a large number of Night's Watch came to the hall and started cleaning the dining table next to the temporary placement of the wounded. This group of black brothers was vigorous and serious, but Jon found that he didn't know almost any of them. Looking at Eddie, he found that Eddie was also at a loss.

From this point of view, these people are undoubtedly the new Night's Watch brothers brought by Stannis.

They tried to find out something, but they only learned from a certain arrogant knight who looked like the commander that a Night's Watch meeting would be held in the hall next.

Just like that, at sunrise breakfast, groups of Night's Watch commanders and officers dressed in black gathered in the hall next to the restaurant, along with representatives of the Golden Group and the king's envoys.

The wounded were moved to the Crow's Nest. Jon and the others were left to attend the meeting because they were not seriously injured and they were the commanders and stewards who were originally left behind.

Here, Jon saw many characters and nobles that he had only heard of in stories when he was a child.

The legendary knight Barristan had been seen earlier - he was sitting on one side of the hall with Ser Jorah, Celtigar, and the knights of Sanglas from the king's envoy. It seemed that he should be an observer rather than a specific meeting participant. .

Also sitting on one side were the members of the Golden Company. They sat next to Master Aemon, and there was also a legendary figure, Jon Connington.

As for the brothers in black, Stannis, who was born as a king, was sitting on a high platform, but he was not at the main seat. His face had no expression, and he had a sense of oppression without anger or self-power.

Although Stannis did not sit in the main seat, he was the only one sitting on the dais. Next, Lord Stannis brought the knights and nobles. There was also a red-robed priestess looking at the various people in the hall with some interesting eyes.

When the priestess's red eyes fell on Jon, Jon didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that the priest seemed to be quite interested in him, and his eyes stayed longer. Jon swallowed. He said to himself that he was just a ranger. Although he had served as the commander-in-chief's affairs officer, he was really not a big figure here now. He didn't understand why the priestess was interested in him.

Alliser, the only former knight of Castle Black, was sitting in the front row, but he seemed out of place. From time to time, he gave hints and asked Jon, Eddie and other former night watchmen from Castle Black to sit next to him.

Now that the acting Lord of Castle Black, Bowen Marcy, is away, the Commander of the Shadow Tower, Dennis Mallister, and the Commander of Eastwatch, Carter Pike, are also directing operations in their own castles, making the original vigil of Castle Black now The man seemed particularly weak in front of Lord Stannis who was outnumbered.

When the hall was filled with people, a certain knight in the audience cleared his throat and broke the tense silence: "Then, Byland, tell everyone what you saw."

The one who was called was a young-looking knight who stood upright: "That's it. After the battle under the city wall last night, Sir Ismon and I, under the order of Lord Stannis, went to the wildlings outside the city. Explore the camp. As far as we can see in the southwestern part of the camp, there are more than a thousand zombies. The savages are retreating under the attack of the zombies. We are not familiar with the terrain and dare not go deep, but we can see it. The fighting in the north and northwest of the camp became more intense. Later, some savages fled into the dense forest, bringing with them ghouls in pursuit, so we had to temporarily retreat far away.

At dawn, we and the second group of scouts who brought the brothers from the Night Watch of Castle Black met on a familiar road a mile outside the city, and once again went to the southeast and east of the wildling camp to explore. It was found that although the savages were in chaos, they were still fleeing eastward in large numbers, and the army of corpses was also pursuing them eastward. This can even be seen directly from the dark clouds in the sky. In the morning, a brother discovered on the city wall that the dark clouds were heading east.

Finally, our group saw that the savage camp seemed to be quiet, so we ventured deeper to conduct an investigation. The results were not optimistic and very strange." The young man who spoke seemed to recall what he saw at that time, and his face turned pale. "The savage camp has been completely destroyed. Empty, yes, gentlemen, in the three to four hours between the battle last night and the morning, a camp as big as the savages was completely empty. It is said that there were originally more than 40,000 people in the camp, but when we entered, we didn't even find a single corpse, only dried blood, severed limbs, blackened bones, and the frost-covered intestines of people and animals, dogs, and sheep. According to the traces we saw at the scene, I am afraid that the dead savages have become members of the ghouls and are chasing the defeated savages who fled eastward."

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The young man who spoke finished speaking and sat down. For a moment, the restaurant was as silent as death.

Suddenly, another brother in black from Stannis's army stood up: "These wights are activated by the evil magic of evil gods, and they are just dead flesh and blood. Steel and fire are enough to deal with it. I suggest that from today on, everyone The castles are lit with night fire, so that the light of Allah can shine on every fortress of the Great Wall, deterring evil and darkness.”

Hearing this, Jon frowned.

Like everyone else, he also looked at Coach Alliser. Although he didn't like that guy, he was indeed the highest-ranking affairs officer of the original garrison of Castle Black.

Jon saw Alliser glance at Master Aemon and the king's envoys, and then he stood up and asked calmly: "Sir Songer, what do you mean by Allah and Nightfire?"

"Allah is of course R'hllor, the King of Light!" Songer replied, "As for the night fire, Allisa, and you night watchmen, didn't you see the power of God last night? God gave us the power of fire, so that We can easily kill those creatures of evil sorcery!"

"Yes." At this time, the red-robed priest brought by Stannis stood up, "Ordinary steel swords cannot resist the darkness, only the light of Allah can do it. Never underestimate the opponent's strength, honorable knights, Brave brothers, the war we are going to fight is the difference between life and death, a battle between the living and the dead. The wights are just flesh and blood servants created by witchcraft, while the 'other ghosts' are much more terrifying. They are ice, snow and cold. The devil is the real opponent. You all saw the power under the protection of Allah last night, and Lord Stannis is the chosen one of Allah. Now Castle Black is leaderless. No matter how to deal with the invasion of the White Walkers and evil gods next, we need a leader. A powerful commander.”

"Stannis!"

"Stannis!"

People in the audience shouted.

Jon looked at Eddie, then at Alliser, looking at each other.

"Lord Stannis," Seeing that things were about to happen, Alliser stood up bravely, "I do not deny that you are qualified and capable of leading the Black Army, but according to tradition, the power to choose the commander-in-chief belongs and only belongs to those who have sworn to serve. Brother in black, the brothers in Eastwatch and Shadow Tower are not here now, and neither is the acting city lord Bowen Marsh. I am very happy for you to temporarily take over the command of Castle Black and lead us to guard this place. Maester Aemon, you are knowledgeable and experienced. Could you please explain the situation to Lord Stannis?"

Academic Aemon was as calm as ever: "Lord Stannis, new brothers, since Brandon the Builder built the Great Wall, the leaders of the Night's Watch have been elected by themselves. Until Jeor Mormont, there have been consecutive leaders. There are nine hundred and ninety-seven Lord Commanders, each chosen by the people he will lead. Now that Castle Black has no one to command, it makes sense to leave it to someone as capable as Lord Stannis, but the Lord Commander remains. Sir, I believe you have your own opinion, Lord Stannis."

Stannis had a sullen face, glanced at Songe, Melisandre and others, gritted his teeth and said: "Maester Aemon, I have no intention of tampering with the traditions of the Night's Watch and seizing power. In fact, we have not even formally sworn an oath, but the current situation Due to the emergency, I have to temporarily serve as the commander of Castle Black. I am here to tell everyone, especially Sir Song, that the position of Commander-in-Chief must be elected according to the regulations of the Night's Watch. We didn’t come to the Great Wall to fight for power!”

Jon thought in shock, it seemed that Lord Stannis also had internal problems.

These words scared away Song Ge and a group of yelling new night watchmen. Jon saw them smiling at a loss and fell silent with sweat on his forehead. The red-robed woman still nodded with a smile and sat down.

Stannis added in a cold voice: "Right now, it seems that the wights are chasing the wildlings and will not pose a threat to Castle Black for the time being. I suggest that we take this opportunity to repair the city gates and fortresses. At the same time, we send manpower to patrol the Great Wall closely. I When looking from the East China Sea, we saw many vacant fortresses along the way. These may become places where wildlings and ghosts attack. We must guard against wildlings or corpses digging in from the old castle of the Great Wall that is not garrisoned.

As for the night fire, brothers of the Night's Watch, I don't want to force you to believe in the Lord of Light, but as you can see, the fire does have its power, so at least when I am the commander, this fire must be on the walls of Castle Black and on a specific Light up the place.

Of course, there is plenty of fire oil in the supplies King Viserys brought. You can also stick to your beliefs and use the supplies he brought to fight against the White Walkers.

Also, Maester Aemon, since we have not yet formally sworn in, please bear witness for us and take us to swear an oath as a member of the Night's Watch - I believe we should not be trained like new recruits.

But before that, here, there is something I must say. Before arriving at the Great Wall, King Viserys and I discussed the problems that the Great Wall might face. One of the questions is: As Night Watchers, how should we treat these wildlings outside the Great Wall, and how should we deal with them?

It is true that if savages are wandering outside the city, we do not have to and cannot control them, or if they want to attack the Great Wall, we can just defend and kill them, and there is no need to think about it.

But now, even though I don’t want to admit it, the facts are as estimated by King Viserys privately discussing the problems he may encounter on the Great Wall: the situation on the Great Wall is much worse than imagined, and I thought the White Walkers were not that fast. , even before we got here, many people, including me, dismissed the rumors of the White Walkers, but the situation has deteriorated to such an extent that if we don't take care of it, the tens of thousands of wildlings outside the city will undoubtedly become tens of thousands. The new army of wights then gives us more enemies to face when the White Walkers launch their official attack on the Wall.

When they were still savages, they might have been old, weak, sick, and incapable of fighting, but once they became that kind of thing, I think those of you Night Watchmen who came into contact with those things earlier than us know the situation better than I do. So I think, in today's meeting, we have to consider this issue first. What should we do with the savages outside the city? Should we just let them die, or is there a better way to deal with them? "

Jon didn't know what others thought, but he originally felt a little resistant to Stannis, but after hearing these words, he already felt a little lucky that Stannis was the temporary commander. Although they fought with the wildlings to the death just a few days ago, Jon knew clearly that these wildlings were also trying to survive. Before Stannis mentioned them, many people, including Jon, had already moved outside the city. The savages treated him as mortals. Although he felt a little sad in his heart, the situation had developed so far that he could not control it at all.

Unexpectedly, Stannis had just taken over the power and not only made arrangements well and orderly, but also put the wildlings' affairs on the stage for discussion. Jon's view of Stannis was reversed in just an instant.

Stannis' question was quickly answered: "Lord Stannis, since you think this is a problem, then I, Gordy Fallin, will first express my opinion." Seeing that no one gave an opinion, a tall and strong man , looking a little conceited, "The Great Wall is easy to defend and difficult to attack. With such a high wall, and Viserys opening up the sea supply line for us, and promising to continue to provide troops and supplies for the Great Wall, I think the top priority is not to take care of those barbarians, but It’s about reorganizing the defense of the Great Wall. When we take precautions in the city walls and fortresses, let alone tens of thousands of White Walkers, even if there are hundreds of thousands more corpses, I dare say they will never be able to attack—"

These words actually aroused the agreement of many people.

But Jon looked towards the stage and saw Stannis frowning, his expression unchanged and silent.

Someone else said: "Sir Gordy, don't underestimate the enemy. We only encountered more than a hundred ghouls last night. Although we won, their fighting power is obvious to all, not to mention there are White Walkers behind them. Ms. Melisandre said , the corpses are just flesh and blood servants, and the White Walkers are the real threat. We haven't come into contact with the White Walkers, but I heard that ordinary fire may not be able to kill them. Haven't the original night watchmen of Castle Black heard of seeing White Walkers? Let them talk about the situation of the White Walkers? "

Everyone looked at the original night watchman headed by Alliser, and then Alliser and the others looked at Eddie, Grant, Piper and others.

Grant and Piper were not very good at talking, so they looked at Eddie again.

Eddie stood up with a melancholy expression, but did not panic, but said: "Brothers, I have actually written two written reports about the text records of the White Walkers and sent them to the commanders of Eastwatch and Shadow Tower. The White Walkers look like Very pale, like bones, and they will also wear armor covered with white frost. They will make a harsh sound. Considering the snow that always comes with their arrival, they may also be able to control the ice and snow weather." Eddie described the contents of his text He said it again, and finally added, "In fact, there is a brother in the team who killed a White Walker, using a dragon crystal dagger, which was dug out in the Fang of Frost and Snow. A brother named Samwell Stabbed a White Walker with a dagger and it melted."

"Dragon glass," Melisandre's voice sounded at the right time, "is called 'frozen fire' in ancient Valyrian. No wonder it is a deadly weapon to the cold sons of the alien gods. It seems that Wessey King Reese is really clever and has thought of everything. Sir Barristan, as far as I know, His Majesty brought a lot of obsidian to the Great Wall?"

All eyes were focused on Barristan again. Jon saw the old knight standing up without comment, and looked back at the red-robed priestess with a vigilant expression: "Lord Stannis, and all the brothers in black. The lady is right, yes, His Majesty the King asked me to bring several boxes of obsidian. Ms. Melisandre has very sharp eyes."

The lady smiled and responded: "Sorry, Sir, I accidentally saw the contents of your box when I got off the boat at East Sea View to watch the brothers in black carrying supplies."

Some people were surprised: "So, His Majesty the King had anticipated this and was prepared for it?"

Ser Barristan replied solemnly: "Maybe. In fact, since the situation is like this, I might as well say frankly that I have another mission for His Majesty the King this time. His Majesty hopes to catch a living White Walker as much as possible. . I believe that everyone did not believe in the White Walkers before arriving at the Great Wall. Your Majesty had this in mind and wanted to use a living White Walker to warn the princes of Westeros of the real threat. "

When Jon heard this, he was greatly shocked in his heart by this king he had never met.

Whether they are wildlings or white walkers, the king seems to believe they are real and have a plan.

But Eddie beside him whispered worriedly: "Back then, we also sent brothers to take the severed limbs of the corpses to King's Landing to ask for help. I thought about how difficult it would be to convince the adults in the south, but I didn't expect that even the king would have to convince them. All need a living White Walker.”

"So," Stannis took over, "it seems that our top priority is to do three things. The first is to prepare the Great Wall, the second is to find a way to catch a living White Walker, and the third is to solve the problem of wildlings. Back to the topic "Savages, Sir Gaudi believes that the savages should be allowed to fend for themselves outside the Great Wall, does anyone else have a different opinion?"

Seeing Stannis' question, everyone around him fell silent. Jon raised his eyebrows and felt an impulse in his heart, almost standing up.

But he didn't expect Master Aemon to speak earlier than him. "Lord Stannis," Jon heard Maester Aemon ask, "You just mentioned that you and His Majesty the King had discussed the wildling issue. Did you come up with an idea?"

"Well," Stannis frowned, "Maester Aemon, I have to say that the current situation of the Wall is much worse than what King Viserys and I discussed. After all, we have just arrived at the Wall and do not know many actual situations. I wonder what the original garrison brothers, especially those who have had contact with the wildlings, think. Feel free to speak up."

Jon found that Stannis's eyes fell on him.

He vaguely realized that Stannis seemed to be expecting something, and for a moment, his blood boiled. He stood up: "Lord Stannis, my lords, my brothers, I am Jon Snow-"

"No, Jon, shut up!" Jon was interrupted by Alliser, "No one needs you to express your opinion!"

But Stannis looked at him: "Jon Snow, I have heard of many of your deeds. Tell me, what do you think?"

Jon continued: "I know what everyone thinks of me. Some people think I am a chameleon and a coward; I killed my brother I went to my brother, Qhorin the Halfhand, to save my life; I rode with Mance Rayder and married a wildling wife. But I must say that it was Qhorin the Halfhand's order to join the wildlings. He knew they would ask me to kill him to prove my loyalty, so he told me in advance that no matter what I did, I was not allowed to disobey and do everything I was told; the wildling's name was Ygritte, and I broke my oath for her, but I swear in the name of my father that I have never opposed the kingdom and my brothers. "

"If you have something to say, say it." Stannis snorted, frowning, and his voice became cold.

Jon was unsure of Stannis's attitude and was a little excited for a moment.

But Eddie beside him pulled his clothes and shook his head at him. He calmed down and saw that Stannis was still staring at him. He realized that the other party still wanted to listen to his ideas, so he continued: "Lord Stannis, as you considered before, if all the wildlings are killed by the wights and become one of them, then when we want to defend the Wall in the future, we may have to face more wight armies. For this reason alone, I think we should not let the wildlings die outside the Wall."

Someone asked: "Then what should we do? Save them and let them enter the Wall?"

". But at least we won't let them become one of the wights, right?"

Jon found that it was the original defenders who were confronting him. They all looked at Jon with strange eyes, as if he was an alien: "What can we do? Don't forget that a day ago, the wildlings were still attacking the city gate and wanted to kill us! Including you!"

"But the wights hadn't appeared at that time, right? Now they have been defeated and hunted by the wights. They are unable to attack the Wall again. If they are left alone, they will become wights and become servants of the White Walkers. There may be tens of thousands of wights in our sufficient manpower and high It is not a big deal when the wall is well guarded and the supplies are sufficient, but last night, in just a few hours, I don't know how many of the wildlings in the camp outside have become the new force of the wights, and it is only a matter of time before they wipe out all the wildlings.

At this rate, I dare say that in a few days, the wildlings will be slaughtered. Then, will the army with tens of thousands of wights stop here? But with our current manpower, even if there are friendly troops here to provide temporary assistance, the entire Wall is a hundred leagues long. How can we defend such a long front line under tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of wights?

Besides, the friendly troops will not stay at the Wall forever."

Speaking, Jon glanced at the friendly troops on both sides, but still insisted: "Everyone, I think it is indeed an important issue to think of a good way to deal with the wildling problem instead of letting them die. The time to deal with this problem is only in these few days. Later, they will be part of the army of wights. "

Jon turned his eyes back to Stannis, but still saw that he frowned and had no expression on his face. Just as he was about to add something, he heard Stannis ask: "You've said so much, what's the solution to this?"

Jon seemed to be encouraged: "My lord, I think we can try to find them, negotiate with them, and let them help us defend the Wall."

Stannis asked again: "How to help?"

Jon actually had a plan in mind. Seeing Stannis asking, he thought that the other party had the same opinion, and said excitedly: "There are a lot of open spaces south of the Wall-"

"Okay!" Jon didn't expect that Stannis would interrupt him as soon as he opened his mouth, "Wildlings can't enter the south of the Wall, this is the bottom line. What do others think?"

Jon wanted to say more, but Eddie forced him to sit down.

Jon looked over, Eddie glared back, and whispered: "Jon, you've said enough."

Next, several people expressed their opinions, and Jon was surprised to find that after he finished speaking. There were actually two groups of people who thought that the wildlings should be ignored and left to die, while the other group thought that they should be controlled, but no one could think of a specific method or way to control them.

The discussion continued until breakfast was delivered from the temporarily repaired kitchen, but there was still no conclusion.

But somehow, Jon found that after this inconclusive discussion, the gap between the new Night's Watch brought by Stannis and the original Night's Watch seemed to have disappeared a lot. Not only Jon himself, but even Coach Alliser began to get used to Stannis guiding and controlling the topic.

After the meal, the opinions were reorganized, and Jon found that more and more people were relieved, thinking that under the bottom line of not allowing the wildlings to enter the south of the Wall, they could find a way to not let the wildlings become wights.

Finally, after a majority was reached, Stannis was asked again about the ideas he had discussed with King Viserys.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Jon saw a look of exhaustion and disgust on Stannis's old-fashioned face at a certain moment. He didn't quite understand what it was, but saw Stannis cover it up quickly and gave an answer: "I was just chatting with King Viserys at the time, and we couldn't talk about any ideas. He believed that under certain circumstances, we could send people to negotiate with the wildlings, and let the wildlings build urn cities and towers on their own near the heavily defended city gates, relying on tall walls. The camp is temporarily stationed, and the savages must be managed by the night watchmen in the urn city. Of course, several savage leaders can also be jointly controlled, but the condition is that the night watchmen must be the main ones!

Unless they are willing to abide by the management of the Night's Watch, and the situation is such that the Urn City where they are located cannot stop the army of ghosts and ghosts, and they have to go south of the Great Wall, then consider whether to let them go south of the Great Wall, otherwise even if they all die Even outside, no one is allowed to come in. "

Stannis's voice was hoarse, but it made Jon feel very conflicted.

Someone said: "How can the savages build an urn city that is strong enough to resist the White Walkers? And let them set up a camp outside the city gate, I'm afraid they will take the opportunity to repair the ram and break the city gate!"

At this point, there was no need for Stannis to speak, someone else answered for him: "That's why my lord said that the city gate must be tightly defended to do this."

"As for the wildlings building the urn city," Stannis said, "King Viserys and I have thought about it, but we are not sure if it can be done. The Great Wall is cold. Just use wood and water that can be found everywhere. Of course, it would be better to have rocks and soil. With these, we should be able to build a tall enough ice and snow city wall in a short time.”

Jon listened and found that this method was very feasible. The only question was when the White Walkers' attack on the Great Wall would begin, and whether they would have enough time to build an ice and snow wall.

Moreover, will the savages agree to this decision?

At this time, someone else below said: "Speaking of using ice and wood to build an urn city, I think this method is very good. In any case, even if we don't consider the savages, I suggest that we send out people to do everything possible while the corpses are away. It is possible to take the wood cut by the savages and build an urn near the city gate. Now the city gate has suffered a lot of damage. Building an urn with ice water and wood can give us an extra layer of insurance for our defense work, and I highly recommend it. Multiple layers of higher ice walls were deliberately built under the urn city to form a structure like a moat or a trap. In this way, enough bricks and stones could be prepared at the city gate to seal it directly when necessary. Dead city gate!"

The speaker was a knight who knew a lot about the construction of fortifications, and his words were approved by many people.

A brother of the former defender even added: "There are many dilapidated fortresses south of the Great Wall. If you have enough time, you can use local materials and transport more solid stone bricks to build the wall."

This sentence also received unanimous applause: "Okay!"

Finally, someone said: "Then it's still that problem. Since there is a plan to deal with the savages, then we need someone to risk going north of the Great Wall to try to contact the savages and negotiate with them, or in fact, it can be called informing. The opportunity we provide is The only chance for the savages to survive this disaster is if we don’t agree, then we will let them die outside the Great Wall. So, who of you is willing to take this risk?”

The conference room fell silent, and no one was looking at him, but Jon felt that countless eyes were focused on him.

Jon thought for a moment, struggling in his heart, but finally stood up: "Lord Stannis, brothers of the Night's Watch, if you trust me, I am willing to carry out this mission."

"Okay, let's do it."

No one cheered him.