Just like the Dragon's Horn and the Lightbringer, Danny had read Game of Thrones, but she had no impression of them.
The Horn of Winter was also known as "Joman's Horn." According to the legends, Joman, the King of Beyond the Great Wall, once blew the Horn of Winter to awaken the giants underground. He worked together with the King of the North, Brandon Stark, to quell the Second Long Night.
Well, the Long Night had appeared twice.
The first time was eight thousand years ago, when Yasor and Ahai killed their wives and used the Hero's Red Sword to end the Long Night.
The second time also happened eight thousand years ago, or perhaps seven thousand and nine hundred years ago?
Well, a hundred years after Yasor and Ahai died, the Other Ghosts appeared again, and the Long Night descended on the world for the second time.
Even if Scholar Yimont found the records of the Second Long Night in the Night Watchmen's library, Danny was skeptical. It was just that the interval between the two Long Nights was too short.
What was even more ridiculous was that in the ancient history books of the Night Watchmen, the second Night King was a Stark, the 13th Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watchmen.
He married a woman with skin as pale as the moon, eyes like blue stars, and skin as cold as ice.
Well, he married a Other Ghost, most likely a female Other Ghost.
Stark was the most powerful man in the Song of Ice and Fire. Xu Xian and Ning Caichen should be ashamed of their inferiority compared to him. Snakes and ghosts were nothing, he was a Other Ghost!
The Deviant Ghost's coldness could freeze a fine steel sword into pieces by touching it, but Stark's sword was still intact.
In short, the second Night King was very … strong. The King of Beyond the Great Wall, Joman, and the King of the North had to work together to quell the rebellion.
Well, compared to the first Long Night that affected the whole world, the second Night King was weak. But compared to the ordinary Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watchmen's rebellion, he was too strong.
Well, I digressed.
It was said that Joman's Horn could not only summon giants, but also make the Great Wall collapse.
Danny didn't believe it, neither did the Night Watchmen or Stannis.
But Mansred believed it, and so did the barbarians.
They were frantically robbing tombs in Frostfang, hoping to find Joman's tomb and get the horn that was buried with him.
Maans really did find a horn. It was bigger than the Dragon's Horn, with a curved line of nearly two and a half meters. It seemed to be made of the horn of a bison. How big was that bison?!
He could put his elbow into the mouth of the trumpet, and the surface of the trumpet was inlaid with rusty golden runes — the magic runes used by the ancestors.
The horn had become Stannis' spoils of war. Danny had seen it with her own eyes when it was brought in through the city gate.
Before she could even think of borrowing it for research, the red-robed woman burned it into a pile of twisted gold and black ashes.
Melisandre said that it was not the Winter Horn, but it had EsGod's aura and had to be purified.
At that time, Danny had not yet mastered the incomplete Green Prophet meditation technique, so she did not feel that it was a pity.
But now, he wanted to curse out loud. F * ck, what a waste!
"That's fake. I didn't find Joman's tomb. The horn was buried with a Giant King," Mance said.
"What function does it have?" Danny asked curiously.
"I don't know. Even the giants can't move it. It's too big."
"It's not that big. There are certain conditions to blow the horn … seven levels of hell!" Danny suddenly shouted. She stared at Maans and asked, "You found many tombs, and even the corpses of giants?"
"What's wrong?" Maans was confused.
"You're asking me what's wrong? Damn it, burials are popular among the free people. How many tombs and corpses have been accumulated over thousands of years? "Danny said with a terrible expression.
"Uh, the Other Ghosts won't dig three feet into the ground to look for corpses, right?" Maans said uneasily.
"You think Other Ghouls are idiots?" Danika shot him a sideways glance and asked.
"Your Majesty, burials are popular in Westeros too. Also, the coffins of the noble families are rarely buried in the ground. Most of them are stored in the family tombs. There are hundreds and thousands of corpses of kings, archbishops, and great nobles under the Great Cathedral of Saint Basil, "Barristan said anxiously.
Danny let out a long sigh and said, "Fortunately, we Targaryens have always had the tradition of cremation. If there really were Other Ghosts sneaking into the south of the Great Wall, there wouldn't have been the tragedy of fighting with the old ancestors."
Barristan's face turned green.
His nephew, cousin, father, and grandfather were neatly arranged in the Harvest Hall's tomb!
"Hey, where's my crow?" Danny asked the white knight while carrying her bag.
"What crow?" Barristan was confused.
"The crow I brought back from the apple grove in Houguan Town that evening. There's a big red-eyed black crow as big as a duck," Danny said while gesturing.
"Oh, that crow." The old knight remembered and shook his head. "I don't know. What's the use of that dead crow?"
"That's not an ordinary crow. Its body contains a lot of magic power. Using it to make a deal with Extraordinaries would definitely be more popular than a dwarf's lifeblood. "
"Uh …" Barristan's mouth twitched.
At the side, Galen, who was acting as Mance's bodyguard, stammered, "The crow seemed to have been eaten by Sam."
"What?" Danny was shocked.
Galen said awkwardly, "You said that you caught a crow while hunting in Houguan Town … We all thought that it was your prey and sent it to the kitchen. 'Three-Finger' Habu used it to make a dish, mushroom crow stew.
But you didn't even have dinner last night. After cremating the barbarians, you led the suicide squad to the Haunted Forest.
Then, we watched you fight the Other Ghosts below the Great Wall for most of the night. Sam said that he was hungry and went to the kitchen to look for food. He ate your crow. "
"Did you eat it?" Danny looked at him suspiciously.
"I …" Galen's cheeks were red as he nodded lightly. "I only ate a crow leg."
"Was it delicious?"
"Very delicious, very chewy." Galen nodded.
"Do you believe in the Old Gods?" Danny asked strangely.
"I believe in the Seven Gods, but Sam changed his faith after coming to the Great Wall. What's wrong?" Galen was confused.
"Nothing, nothing." Danny held back her laughter and shook her head. "Galen, call Sam over. I have something to ask him."
Not long after, Fat Sausage Sam arrived.
He was on the fifth floor, talking to the female barbarian, Gilly (Kast's daughter).
Yes, Gilly lived with Mance's wife, Dana.
"Your Majesty, the crow stew with mushroom is cold. The grease board has congealed, and it tastes worse after a night. I thought you wouldn't eat it anymore." Sam had heard about the crow from Galen on the way here. Now, his round, white bread like face was scrunched up. He was so nervous that he was about to cry.
"It's not about the crow." Danny looked around and said goodbye to Mance and Val. She only brought Fatty to the wooden ladder between the Great Wall and the King's Tower. She asked softly, "How did you get across the Great Wall?"
"What?" The topic changed a little too quickly. Fatty was confused.
"You and Gilly went through the Great Wall and entered the Longnight Castle through the secret passage, right? What's the secret of that passage? "
Danny stared straight into the pair of gray eyes that flashed with fear and panic. She exerted an invisible pressure on Fatty.
"Gulp …" Fat Sam gulped and said with a sad face, "Your Majesty, I really can't tell you. That's the secret of the Night Watchers. I can't let others know."
"Hmph, if even the female barbarian knows the secret, why can't the Ancients, the Loynars, and the Andals Queens know?"
She didn't care whether Fatty agreed or not. She had Sir Barristan push him up the zigzag wooden ladder. When they reached the top of the Great Wall, they saw a few Night Watchers squatting behind the windshield wall.
They were Jon, Scholar Yimont, Bowen Marcy, Sir Alliser, and Perestan.
"You're all here to see Scholar Yimont off?" Danny looked at them and asked.
"Can't we leave tomorrow morning? It's dark and cold at night, "Jon said with a frown.
Dani waved her hand towards the sky, and the two dragons hissed. Under the silver waning moon, two black shadows were reflected and flew over from afar.
"For Megalosaurus, there's no difference between night and day."
Then, she looked at the Night Watchers seriously and said, "You should quickly elect the commander-in-chief of the Night Watchers. Only the commander-in-chief has the right to deal with Stannis and the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms."
"Yes, in a few days, after Sir Mallister has dealt with the barbarians near the Milk River, we'll immediately hold the election of the Night Watchers," Bowen Marcy said.
"Hiss —" The two dragons flapped their wings and landed lightly on the gravel path.
Danny came to the white dragon's side and tied a rope around Fatty Sam's waist under everyone's confused gaze.
"Sam is accompanying me to the west. Don't worry, he'll be back before tomorrow morning," she said with a strange smile.
On the other side, Sir Barristan had already pulled Old Yimont onto Blackie's back. Old Yimont was padded with a thick sheepskin mattress and a belt to secure his body.
"Professor Perestan, I'll leave the Great Wall to you," Yimont said.
"I understand." The red-nosed professor nodded.
Old Yimont looked around the Great Wall with nostalgia and sighed, "I don't know if I'll be able to come back. I've been here for sixty to seventy years. Most of my life has been here."
"Goodbye, everyone. If there's anything, just send a message to Dragonstone Island." Danny waved at them and slowly flew off on Whitey.
"Ahhh —" Fatty was hanging from Whitey's back. His body was swaying non-stop. His four limbs had no place to exert strength, so he screamed and kicked randomly.
Longnight Castle was located forty kilometers to the west of Dark Castle. From its name, one could tell its position among the castles on the Great Wall.
In fact, Longnight Castle was the first castle on the Great Wall. It was also the largest castle. At first, the headquarters of the Night Watchers was also located there.
However, after the incident with the rat chef, even the commander-in-chief of the Night Watchers began to dislike that place, so he moved the headquarters to Dark Castle.
From the west to the east, Longnight Castle — Deep Lake Residence — Queen's Gate — Dark Castle.
The two dragons flew along the Great Wall to the west. About half an hour later, a pitch-black building complex appeared under the moonlight.
Whitey was hovering above the abandoned tower, while Fatty was howling with a hoarse voice below.
In the quiet night, the gloomy and dilapidated black tower was surrounded by rocks. Weeds and short trees grew in the courtyard, outlining a strange and absurd picture of an ancient castle under the moon.
Finally, they found a slightly flat ground. Whitey flapped its wings and slowly slid down. Fatty fell to the ground with a cry.
Old Yimont climbed down from Blackie's back shakily. He held onto the warm wing bones and sighed, "I never thought that I'd be riding a dragon one day. It's too shocking. And just like the legends say, no matter how cold the weather is, riding a dragon won't feel cold. "
"Haha, there's still tens of thousands of miles to go. I guarantee that you'll be tired of riding." Danny laughed.
"No, riding a dragon will never tire of me." Old Yimont said seriously. He looked around and asked in confusion, "This is Longnight Castle. Danny, what are you doing here?"
"You'll have to ask Fatty."
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