The Gripen Legion's horn is melodious and loud.

Jon Snow closed his eyes, pulled out his horn from his arms, and shouted outside the camp, "Ranker Jaman Bookwell, bring in a few people to carry the horn out of me, tie him up with a rope, and wait for trial!"

"Yes, sir."

A few men in black quickly walked into the camp. The two raised their horns and walked out. Two more people took off the hemp rope from their waists and began to tie the dingdang shirts.

Dingdangshan looked at this scene in surprise,

"Crow." He said the word viciously and turned to Jon. "Have you guessed it long ago? How many men in black have you brought?"

Jon walked towards the entrance of the camp, and the deep breath turned into a white mist in the cold air. He turned to the Dingdang shirt, who was not struggling behind him, and said, "If this is your plan, then it is really as Commander William said just now. I really overestimate you. William brought the latest appointment of White Harbor. The New Civil Army is about to be formed. This army will recruit a large number of soldiers from the newly added savages. Those who have made meritorious service will be able to obtain the northern fiefdom given by Lord Lynn. Do you think, after the 2,000 Freeminist Warriors you mentioned, how many people will be willing to accompany you to struggle to death after you get this news?"

This is impossible. Dingdangshan thinks so.

"Crow, you lie to me again, don't think... You bastard, you deceived the savage army, they would not believe your bullshit lies." Dingdangshan's face turned pale, and then he cursed one by one.

The guards in black blocked his mouth with rotten cloth, and the insult turned into a whimpering sound. Someone outside the camp brought Jon a mount and a good pair of helmets.

Jon saw the night watchmen and Gripen soldiers in the camp in an orderly manner. They formed a team and shouted slogans under the leadership of the captain. They were soon read out by a few commanders riding war horses, and quickly ran out of the camp. There were shocking sounds of fighting sounds coming from further away.

Jon Snow took the helmet from his subordinates, put on a black half helmet, raised his long legs and climbed up his mount, watching the figure in the tent with a jingle shirt tied tightly by several men in black.

He said to himself coldly: "The general trend of the North is in the hands of the guardians. Why do these people still not understand? They are ungrateful to let them enter the south of the Great Wall and insist on ruining thousands of people for no reason to learn another lesson. Only then can they have a memory? This person..."

As he said that, he shouted, "The Night Watch Cavalry gathered for me, the brothers of the Gripen Legion are fighting fiercely. Are you planning to watch the show? Kill me."

...

Newly added, two big flags of flying dragons and phoenixes in the Xinmin Tribal Camp echoing each other in the cold wind.

A night watchman legion flag, a Gripen flag that is now known to everyone in the northern border.

Under the night watchman's flagpole, hundreds of night watchmen cavalry were standing side by side, and the war horses sniffed, gathering into a cloud of mist in a panic of fluttering snowflakes. Floating snowflakes were falling from the sky. At this moment, their swords had returned to the sheath, but the spear in their hands was still covered with scarlet red stained with blood.

On the other side.

Under the Gripen flag, William, the former deputy commander of the Independent Mixed Battalion of the Gripen Legion, the former Fireplace Valley garrison, and the current commander-in-chief of the New Minister Legion, stood straight on the snow with dozens of personal guards, with iron armor covered with white frost and covered with blood.

In front of me, the snow in the middle of the huge tribal camp was filled with messy horse hooves and blood scratches.

Flags were flying over the Gripen Army soldiers surrounded by siege, and behind the soldiers was a group of savages from various tribes who were crowded to watch the fun.

William held the hilt of the sword tightly and looked at the fresh heads of the Xinmin rebels not far away. The heads were piled up on the snow, building up hills to attract countless flies.

He said to Snow Jon, who was frowning beside him: "Commander Snow, you said that this Xinmin tribe can be betrayed by two thousand people, but the guardian still has to use these people to fight Essos on the east coast. I don't understand which bastard is the slander..."

Xue Nog looked at Tomund, who looked ugly when he heard this, and said, "Most of the new people are grateful for Lord Linn's kindness, and if there is a fief, the people outside the border will fight bravely."

William glanced at Tormond, the giant killer, and smiled slightly, "Lord Lord asked me to organize a new New Minister Army in an additional place, with 7,000 places. I originally planned to draw 5,000 people from the various tribes of Xinmin to join the army, but today I will eliminate the traitors. Although this New Minister battle is brave, it is undisciplined. The Gripen Army has always been strict in combat, and it is really a burden to take these people to fight."

Thormond looked straight at the captured Dingdangshan in front of him. Hearing this, he felt that the back of his head was almost ignited by shame. Every time he heard the crackling sound of a whip whipping on the flesh, Dingdangshan screamed loudly, and his cheeks twitched involuntarily.

The betrayal of the Dingdangshan Free Tribe brought shame to all the wild people outside the Great Wall.

There were hundreds of naked people hanging on the wooden shelf. When the executioner's whip sounded, there was a shrill scream. It had been nearly ten minutes since William seemed to have no intention of stopping...

This is not only a punishment for the rebels, but also a warning to the onlookers. The individual quality of the savages outside the Frontier is indeed good, especially in the cold snow, which has unique combat. However, in terms of the battle of thousands of troops, it is unintentionally the worst army in the north. He saw it clearly just now. The 2,000 savages raided and surrounded by siege wars, and the defeat of a thousand mixed soldiers of the Gripen Legion was completely disastrous.

When Jon Snow led the night watchman's more than a hundred black cavalrymen to join the battle, the situation turned one-sided.

Since he wanted to be the commander-in-chief of the New Minister Army, William, a direct commander from the Gripen Army, would not miss such an opportunity to set an example. Defeating 2,000 savages with 1,000 people can intimidate the new tribes. However, if he wants to make the recruitment that he is about to start more effective, he will inevitably impose more severe punishments on the rebellious savages he captured just now.

Although the New Minister Army is different from the Gripen Army, William wants to convey that in the northern border, no matter which legion is, it is for the guardian Lord Lynn, and it is not that easy to be loyal to Lord Lynn as his general.
Chapter completed!