Working Prophet

"Hold on?" Jerome said angrily, "Are you planning to watch the warriors of the kingdom die like this?"

"Of course I don't want to, but it's too dark now, and we don't even know who the enemy is. If we attack rashly like this, have you considered the consequences of defeat, General Giant?" Prince Olli said solemnly.

Jerome also knew that what Olli said made sense. He was a famous general in the dwarf kingdom and had always been known for his sophisticated military skills and calmness.

However, he found that his emotions were a little out of control tonight, mainly because he had never encountered such a bizarre situation in all his years of leading troops.

The sudden appearance of bolides, white beams of light, and monsters with glowing eyes had completely panicked him, and it wasn't until Ollie reminded him that he gradually calmed down again.

Just at this time, the men Aragorn had sent back also came back, and they brought eight savages with them. They were the leaders of the eight largest savage tribes in the Dragon's Back Mountains.

Because Jerome was always wary of the savages, he did not let them share the same camp with them.

As a result, the savages had nothing to lose at this time, Jerome asked the tribal leaders.

"Do you know what the monster is that attacked us this time?"

Split Rock, the leader of the Giant Hand Tribe, replied, "Those are the White Walkers. Their eyes glow."

"White Walkers?" Jerome was very unfamiliar with this name, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes. "Why have I never heard of it, and you didn't remind me that there are White Walkers in the mountains."

"That's because the legend of the White Walkers has been around for a long time. The last time they appeared was thousands of years ago." Qingsui, the leader of the Wildfire Tribe, said, "We didn't expect to see these monsters again."

"Are you sure those things are really White Walkers?" Aragorn on the side couldn't help but interjected, "I have fought against them, and except for a pair of glowing eyes, they look no different from ordinary humans. "

"That's because they were originally humans, or were humans during their lifetime."

The person who spoke this time was the leader of the Broken Star Tribe, Da Step, and he continued according to Li Yu's instructions beforehand.

"Most of the White Walkers are transformed by humans. There is often a ghost king among a group of White Walkers. It is that ghost king who turns other people into something similar to him through curses.

"By the way, places where ghosts appear are often accompanied by strange light pillars and bolides."

Jerome felt that something was not right, but seeing that each of these savages was swearing by them, he finally accepted this statement.

Then he asked, "Then do you know how to deal with those... um, White Walkers?"

"The White Walkers cannot be killed." Split Rock said solemnly, "Because they are dead to begin with. Even if we knock them down now, they will get up from the ground again soon.

"The only way to kill them completely is to pierce their hearts with a wooden spear made of cedar."

"This is too difficult." Aragorn said immediately after hearing this, "Many of them are still wearing armor."

Jerome also thought this was a terrible idea, but the White Walkers were coming in a menacing manner, and if they couldn't be killed as the wildlings said, then they would be in big trouble.

In addition, there were cedar trees around them, so Jerome sent several teams to cut down the trees, intending to temporarily make some wooden spears.

In addition, Jerome also asked the savage leaders to take the warriors from their tribes to assist the more than 10,000 troops in front of them who were in a bitter battle.

When the wildling leaders heard that they were going to fight the legendary White Walkers, they were obviously not very willing. Some said that it was too dark and their soldiers could not see anything at night, while others said that Jerome needed to give them more time to rectify the army. .

Jerome has been dealing with these savages for most of his life, and he knows them very well. Looking at them, he can tell that they don't want to go, but just because they don't see enough benefits.

Jerome almost laughed out loud at these guys. How long have they been so concerned about such a small profit? If we don't deal with the White Walkers well, once the dwarf army is defeated, will the wild people be able to escape?

But now he was too lazy to scold these short-sighted savages and said directly, "What do you want?"

"Food." Qingsui said immediately, "We need enough food for our tribe to survive this winter."

"Okay." Jerome agreed happily, "As long as you bring people to stop those White Walkers now, I will give you as much food as you want after this battle is over."

After receiving the promise from the dwarf general, the leaders of the savage tribes were satisfied and went back to recruit people. Before leaving, they also borrowed forty wooden spears.

And Jerome was not idle after that, and asked Aragorn to continue to lead people to gather the remaining soldiers and retreat here.

He now has the mentality of bringing back as many people as he can.

And as the savages took over, the pressure on the dwarves finally eased, and Aragorn and others got more time to collect survivors on the battlefield and organize a retreat.

However, the good times did not last long. Before Jerome could breathe a sigh of relief, he noticed that the screams nearby seemed to be getting smaller.

Jerome thought this was a good thing at first, meaning that the dwarves were gradually taking back the initiative, but he saw that the sixteen beams of light were still moving towards this side.

The dwarf general realized that the offensive of the White Walkers had not slowed down, but had even become more violent.

Jerome couldn't help but yelled again, "What are those savages doing?! Why haven't they stopped the White Walkers?"

As his words fell, those strange light pillars suddenly disappeared.

But after a while, it appeared again, and it was only two or three hundred steps away from them.

Jerome was really anxious now, and he also found that Aragorn and his people hadn't come back for a long time, and an ominous premonition rose in Jerome's heart again.

The only thing that made him feel gratified was that in such a short period of time, the people he had sent to cut down the fir trees had made a hundred wooden spears.

The dwarves are indeed born craftsmen. Although most of the wooden spears are very rough and only have time to sharpen a point, the efficiency is amazing.

Just as Jerome handed out the hundred wooden spears to the hands of the front dwarf warriors, he saw those useless savages running back all the way.

Jerome sent someone to stop them, but those savages had gone crazy, they pulled out their weapons, and chopped down those who blocked them to the ground.

Not to mention that they still gained something after going out and walking around. They picked up a lot of weapons, most of which belonged to dwarf warriors.

As he ran, he shouted, "It's over, it's over, the mountain spirit is here!"