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Chapter 87: The Power of the Heavy Arrow Liuxing Bow, the Whereabouts of Benjen Stark

From the free folk, Lyon learned that the army of the White Walkers was gathering in the Thenn Mountains.

If the number of the White Walker army attacking Craster's Castle was like a small river.

Then the number of the White Walker army staying in the Thenn Mountains is like the vast ocean.

All the souls who were born and died here over the past hundreds of years were resurrected by the Night King and turned into walking corpses.

Since the White Walker army is a magical creature, they can only walk in extremely cold blizzards.

Therefore, the further north you go, the heavier the snowstorms Lyon encounters.

When Leon was about to reach the entrance of the mountain range, a blizzard that blocked out the sun and sky made it impossible for him to see more than five meters away.

"Whoo~"

The corpse horse under Leon's crotch spewed out a breath of cold air. As a magical creature, it was not affected by the blizzard and did not need to be fed with grass. It carried Leon tirelessly for three days and three nights.

Relying on this corpse horse, Leon used Liuxing to kill more than a thousand corpses on the way here.

Just as Leon looked up and tried to determine the direction based on the position of the sun, a line of zombies suddenly appeared in front of him.

Immediately, Lyon took out Liuxing and shot an arrow without hesitation.

Lyon shot an arrow casually, and the arrow instantly formed a regular fan shape.

There were about thirty zombies walking on the road, but they were all killed by Leon with one arrow in an instant.

After three days of sleepless fighting, Lyon had mastered the skill of multiple arrows, and could shoot a single arrow that was equivalent to fifty archers attacking at the same time.

Moreover, Leon's archery proficiency has been trained to the maximum level, and even ordinary arrows can kill zombies instantly.

"We have finally arrived at the Night King's base camp!"

Seeing another 30 gold dragons in his pocket in his inventory, Leon, who was almost frozen to death, still had a warm smile on his face.

After destroying this group of zombies, Leon immediately urged his horse forward and continued to look for the next group of zombies.

At the beginning, Leon could only deal with a hundred-man squad of corpses at most, and now he can't even muster the energy unless he faces a squad of a thousand.

And Leon didn't have to worry about the supply of arrows. He just had to shoot the last arrow on the ground under his feet, and then pull it up like cutting wheat to fill a pot with arrows.

Not only can the wight horses climb hills and cross-country roads as if they were walking on flat ground, but even if the horse's hooves step on the soft snow, they will not sink into it. This not only increases Leon's movement speed dramatically, but also allows him to easily escape even if he is surrounded and ambushed by the White Walkers.

While Lyon was wantonly "slaughtering" the army of white walkers.

In the royal city of Thern, a tall White Walker with an ice crystal crown and a dragon body is sitting on the throne of Thern.

Below him stood a circle of elite White Walkers, numbering hundreds.

Some of these elite White Walkers were transformed from Craster's sacrificed sons, and some were heroes born from the free folk and the Night's Watch over hundreds of years.

There are five giant undeads alone.

A White Walker who looked like an alien said respectfully to the Night King on the throne: "Night King, the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch is wandering around the Thenn Mountains, but I don't see any trace of the Horn of Winter on him."

After saying this, the White Walker raised his head. If Leon was present, he would recognize at a glance that this was the alien Havertz who escaped that day.

Possessing the ability to possess bodies and control people's minds, it was unexpected that he actually defected to the Night King.

"Benjen Stark, do you know this Lord Commander of the Night's Watch?"

The Night King didn't even look at Havertz, but instead looked at a White Walker who looked like a Night's Watchman standing nearby.

That White Walker was none other than Benjen Stark, Jon's uncle, the former chief ranger who had been missing for a long time and was recognized by the Night's Watch as dead in battle.

He raised his thin face, his eyes were blue, as if he had lost his humanity, and he responded mechanically:

"Before I left Black Iron Castle, I had never seen this person, so I didn't know him."

Havertz seemed to have a huge hatred for Lyon and even the Night's Watch. After hearing what Ben Yang said, he immediately turned his head and glared at him:

"He has been working non-stop these past few days and has killed nearly ten thousand wights in the Thenn Mountains. You are also responsible for this. It's all because of you damn Night's Watchmen..."

As if he thought Havertz's voice was too loud, the Night King raised his hand and made a gesture of pinching his neck.

Havertz below immediately felt his throat tighten, and the huge pain that followed made him stop his endless complaints.

"Benjen," the Night King continued in his magnetic voice to Benjen Stark:

"Although I don't care about the life or death of my men, the loss of the ghouls in recent days is a bit too much. Go and find out how he did it, and by the way, find out the whereabouts of the Horn of Winter."

After hearing this, Benjen Stark showed no reaction on his thin and cold face. He just turned and left King Thenn's Palace.

Every White Walker is an intelligent life. Walking out of the palace, Benjen Stark glanced at the White Walker guards at the door.

The latter rode on a wight horse, holding an ice crystal spear in his hand, looking straight ahead. After feeling Benjen Stark's gaze, he glanced sideways and said:

"I'm on guard duty, so I can't chat with you."

Even though he became one of the White Walkers, Benjen Stark could never get used to the emotionless tone of his fellow White Walkers.

Deep down, he was even more disdainful of the infinite life given to him by the Night King. If he had a choice, he would rather be a Night's Watchman who would grow old, get sick and die.

Instead of an undead being with popsicles hanging from his lower body.

But as a White Walker whose life and death are controlled by the Night King, Benjen Stark has no choice now.

Immediately, Benjen Stark walked to the stable. His old friend had a faint blue light in his eyes and was obviously transformed into a wight horse.

After adjusting the saddle, he mounted the horse and rushed to where Lyon was, and was forced to complete the task assigned to him by the Night King.

On a low peak in the Thenn Mountains, Lyon's wight horse stood firmly on an exposed boulder, looking down from above and drawing his bow and arrows at the White Walkers that kept rushing towards him.

The rain of arrows, more violent than a storm, never stopped. The corpse ghosts with low intelligence had no idea what death was. They fell one after another and turned into golden dragons in Leon's inventory, as well as the experience of multiple arrows.

In less than half an hour, the entire hillside was covered with the remains of zombies, and the zombie closest to Leon was even shot into a hedgehog.

After seeing that there were only a few scattered and harmless zombies around, Leon planned to ride his horse to the next zombie hiding place.

Suddenly, Lyon saw a very familiar ranger in black clothes, stopping at the foot of the mountain.

“Besides me, which other fearless Night’s Watchman would dare to come to such a place?

Seeing that the ranger was not very hostile to him, Lyon took aim several times, and finally put down the Liuxing Bow, intending to see who the person was.

Benjen Stark originally thought that this was just a simple mission to persuade the enemy to surrender, but what he saw when he arrived at the place exceeded his imagination.

A corner of the Snow Mountains, which is covered with snow all year round, has almost changed color due to the corpses of wights that cover the ground.

And the method of killing the army of zombies is to simply and brutally shoot them with arrows?

What’s even more outrageous is that the person who did all this was actually a night watchman?

When he saw that the night watchman did not shoot himself immediately.

A hint of doubt and horror flashed in Benjen Stark's blue eyes, but he swallowed and rode forward.

He planned to meet the new Lord Commander of the Night's Watch.

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