Thousands of people surrounded the north side of the crematorium. There were savages, giants, and night watchers to maintain order. Dani rode on Little White's back and fought at the front. Beside her were Barristan and several senior members of the night watchers.
Stannis led the red-robed woman and a group of knights to the east corner. There were more than two hundred corpses of House Lu's soldiers.
"The number is wrong." Danny frowned and asked Red Pomegranate, "Lord Steward, where are the rest of the corpses? The number of freemen should be around three to five thousand. It's off by half. And I saw it with my own eyes, at least 12 of them died. "
At noon, she had personally given Red Pomegranate the task of collecting the corpses and organizing the barbarians to burn the wood that night. She did not expect the task to be so bad.
"It's deep in the woods. We don't dare to go in." Bowen Maxi said.
"Why not? Are there deviant ghosts? If they don't burn the corpses, they will turn into corpses. "
Jon sighed helplessly and said, "I'm not sure if there are deviant ghosts, but there are many barbarians hiding in the woods. Two brothers in black who collected the corpses had their eyes gouged out and their tongues cut out. Their heads were hung on branches at the edge of the woods. "
Danny's face darkened and she cursed in a low voice, "Those bastards don't know what's good for them. Do you know which bastard did it? "
"The Weeper," Yergret, who was standing behind Jon, shouted, "The Weeper likes to gouge people's eyes out."
When everyone looked at her, Red Pomegranate winked at Jon proudly.
Jon turned his head and touched his nose awkwardly. "The Weeper is a vicious barbarian raider."
"I know the Weeper. Mance sent him to draw away the main forces of Dark Castle. The one who led the team to stop him was Lord Steward Maxi, right?"
Danny raised her eyebrows and looked at Red Pomegranate. "You said you won the battle? You didn't even kill the enemy leader. What kind of victory is that? "
"The Weeper brought three hundred raiders." Red Pomegranate felt wronged.
"But you also had more than two hundred rangers."
Red Pomegranate did not speak.
Danny asked again, "Why didn't you send the barbarians to collect the corpses?"
"They will run away."
"Alas!" Danny smiled bitterly. "So, what are you going to do with the corpses in the Ghost Forest?"
Jon said, "Perhaps the barbarians will burn the corpses of their own people. They all know that corpses can be resurrected."
"That's right, we're not as stupid as you." Yegorit nodded.
While they were still discussing the corpses in the forest, Stannis and the others next door were already bidding farewell to their old friends.
"The night is long, and danger lurks everywhere. We mortals live and die alone, at a loss, hesitating in the valley …"
Stannis and the red-robed woman stood side by side at the front. Hundreds of people lined up and knelt on one knee, chanting in unison, solemn and respectful.
Boom! The red-robed woman waved her hand, and the entire bonfire seemed to have been splashed with gasoline. In an instant, seven feet of flame soared up, and the high temperature wave crossed dozens of meters, blowing the hair on Danny's forehead into a mess.
"Let's begin." Danny looked around and didn't find anyone who looked like a priest. She couldn't help but ask, "Are there no priests among the free people?"
"We believe in the old gods, and they have no priests," said Mance's pretty sister-in-law.
"The old gods only have faces carved into tree trunks. They have noses, eyes, and mouths. Unfortunately, they can't speak or guide you in chanting." Sir Alliser mocked.
"Where is Friar Cyleda? Why don't we let him make a cameo appearance? "Danny came up with a bad idea.
"Ahhhhhhh, I am the last giant. I don't have any companions. "Yergret suddenly started singing, scaring Danny and the people around her.
"The last giant came from the mountains.
We once ruled the world.
Ah, the little people stole the forests, stole the mountains, stole the rivers … "
At first, Danny didn't think much of it. You're just a small female savage. How are you a giant?
But gradually, the smile on her face disappeared. The sadness in Jegret's song was so clear that no one could escape from it, and no one could laugh at it.
Wale paused for a moment, then followed in a low voice. "They built a wall in the valley, and caught all the fish in the stream."
More and more savages joined in. Thousands of them formed a chorus, and their bleak voice was like a giant wave crushing a sandcastle. It easily drowned out the prayers of the Red God believers. "They lit a fire in the stone hall.
They forged a sharp spear.
And I was alone in the mountains.
I had no companions, only tears.
Chased by dogs in the day.
Torches in the night.
Because giants in the sun,
The little people couldn't eat or sleep.
Ahhhhhh, I am the last giant.
Remember my song.
One day, I will leave, and my song will fade away.
The silence will last for a long, long time. "
The song stopped. Only the howling of the wind and the crackling of the crematorium next door could be heard.
In the dim light of the torches, the faces of the savages glistened with tears.
After a long silence, Danny sighed. "This isn't your song. It's not the song of the free people beyond the Great Wall."
"This is our song, 'The Last Giant.' You and Jon are the same. You know nothing!" Jegret said excitedly.
"You're the one who doesn't know. All of you, you know nothing!" Danny rolled her eyes and said angrily, "This song 'The Last Giant' belongs to the previous civilization, the children of the forest and the giants. And the people who destroyed them were you, the savages beyond the Great Wall, the southerners, collectively known as the 'ancestors'!
I can hear the sadness and pain in your song, and it seems to match the sadness and despair in this song. But your misfortune is entirely your own fault. You don't want to improve yourself, and you're looking for death. "
All the savages stared at her angrily. If she wasn't riding on Little White's back, some of them might have rushed over to beat her up.
"What are you looking at?" The Dragon Queen had a "dragon's gallbladder", so she wasn't scared at all in the face of "public condemnation". Her eyes were wide open, and she roared in an even louder voice than before, "Look at you! Wearing animal skins and holding wooden sticks, you eat raw meat and drink blood, and you don't work at all! What's the difference between you and savages?
Oh, I forgot. You are the savages.
But haven't you forgotten one thing?
Your ancestors, the ancestors who came to this world from the land of Urso, defeated the children of the forest with superior technology and social system, and expelled the giants.
Ten thousand years have passed, and your civilization has regressed. Your social system has collapsed, and the technology of forging bronze has become the 'heirloom' of a few tribes. Don't you feel ashamed? "
"You still have the face to sing 'The Last Giant'? The giants and the children of the forest were persecuted by the ancestors, but who went beyond the Great Wall to persecute you?
Hasn't it always been the savages who attacked the Great Wall? Or is it persecuting you because you're not allowed to cross the Great Wall to rob the people in the north? "
"The deviant ghosts are persecuting us. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come here." Yagerit was very bold. Thousands of savages were speechless and pale because of Dragon Queen's words, and she was the only one who dared to talk back.
"You've got guts!" Danny nodded and said lightly, "Then let me ask you. How much food have you prepared for this winter? Is it enough for two years? "
Of course it wasn't enough.
Other than Jon, Yagerit didn't have any personal property.
"I … I, I'm a spearwoman, a raider!" she argued.
"So, you don't cross the Great Wall and rob the savages beyond the Great Wall. The ones who oppress the savages are your own people." Danny sneered.
"Uh …" This time, even the sharp-tongued red-haired girl was stunned.
Old Yimont, like the night watchers nearby, smiled happily, and there was a sense of relief and pride in his smile.
"Your Majesty, it's time to light the fire," the old scholar reminded slowly.
"Hiss —" Little White jumped up, and Big Black glided over from the Great Wall like a ghost. The two dragons circled at a low altitude and suddenly spat out a bright red pillar of fire. The pillar of fire was about fifteen meters long, and the sky nearby was lit up.
"Boom —" The divine punishment swept across the crematorium like a sharp sword. The heat was oppressive, the flames were burning, and the waves of fire were rolling. In the sea of fire, the Megalosaurus flew freely. The savages, the night watchers, and even Stannis and his knights were stunned.
"This is the Megalosaurus …" Under the flickering fire, Stannis's expression was uncertain. Suddenly, he seemed to have made a decision. His dark blue eyes were filled with determination. A true dragon must have its own dragon!
"That black dragon seems to be in a strange state …" Melisandre's red eyes flashed with a hint of doubt.
"Hiss —" Big Black roared excitedly, and the dragon flames in its mouth became more intense.
In the sea of consciousness that outsiders could not see, a rainstorm of five colors fell like a waterfall. The nine-colored vortex that was originally rotating sluggishly was like a lubricated bearing, spinning at high speed and creating a huge tornado in the sea of consciousness that was like a pool of magma.
"What's wrong? The magic dragon is cruel by nature. Now that it can spit fire to burn people — even if it's a corpse, they are still very excited, "Earl Fehr of Fallwood City said disapprovingly.
"We also need magic dragons," Sir Songe gnashed his brown rotten teeth, and said in a low and powerful voice, "Dragons have three heads, and His Majesty Stannis is also a true dragon."
The pink-cheeked Sir Justin Marseille reminded, "She's a little different. We all saw during the day that she was riding a black dragon. She came back from the south at night, and until now, she has been riding on the white dragon's back. Both dragons were obedient, and there was no sign of resistance.
And we all know that dragons have three heads because a Dragon Knight can only ride one dragon, and the extra dragon must be found for another Dragon Knight. "
Songe laughed, and said in a low voice, "I heard that every night when she is resting in the King's Tower, the two dragons will be outside, and many night watchers will stand in the courtyard and openly peek at the Megalosaurus.
Why don't Your Majesty try to communicate with them tonight, since there is no danger, and if you can subdue one of them … "
Stannis' heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the red-robed lady with a serious face, "What do you think?"
Melisandre thought for a moment, and said, "We can try, but the chances are not high. You know better than me that a dragon will only recognize one Dragon Knight."
"Maybe her dragon is different. I heard that Barristan rode his black dragon and landed in Dark Castle. Maybe that black dragon is a 'cheap product' that doesn't have the integrity of a true dragon." Sir Song Ge grinned, revealing a mouth full of rotten teeth.
The red-robed lady glanced at him, and shook her head, "I saw human wisdom and rationality in the black dragon's eyes. Barristan could ride a dragon because of the Dragon Queen's order. If this speculation is true, then … "
"Then it's even more terrifying." Sir Justin Marseille's pink face turned pale.
Then, the blue eyes of this noble began to flicker with an unknown light.
Sir Richard Hope, whose face was full of pockmarks, laughed softly, and reminded softly, "Actually, we all know that there is a simpler and more effective way …"
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