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Jon Snow POV
Somewhere beyond the Wall, 290 AC, 2 moons ter.
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Two months after the enter in King's Landing, Jon had bee for six weeks searg for the great weirwood he was assigo find. During this time, his tribe, whily stopped to rest for a few days, went up a mountaihey entered 300 giants and 50 mammoths. After an intense frontation and much discussion, they mao vihem to joii tribe. Jon had already dohis with the first tribe of giants and now repeated the feat with these giants. Demonstrating his potential, he ted as leader due to his strength and powers at a young age. Jon envisioned making them a tribe with an unlimited future. He united 12 more tribes that withe power of the Arti tribe. No one wao oppose and everyone wished to join this promising king who assing through the nds to the North. Now, he ted more than 400 giants in his tribe and thousands of people.
There was much opposition from the ribe members, especially when Jon began to punish them for their crimes that vioted ws he himself established. He decred loudly and clearly to all: "If you want to live like barbarians, you are io leave the tribe before you lose your head after itting a crime under our tribe." Then, a series of fights began. Along with Du, Jon himself fought sometimes only to wihose he believed could help the tribe, but he killed those who would be a problem ter. The boy, fighting against giants and adult men, then had no great trouble making bat with some wild men. Seeing a 9-year-old child defeating various adults, they ter accepted him as their leader, since besides strength, Jon could create trees and food from the frozen ground, making most accept that the boy was blessed by the gods.
Some people refused to joii tribe when they realized they could not maintain their barbaric s. Rumors of a child leading a great tribe and being a king spread throughout the region. Many smaller tribes sought to joii. However, many were angry at the idea of a southern child anding the free people and began to unite in opposition each week across the region.
A few weeks ter, Jon was now pting the horizon where a crowd tried to block his passage. A rge group, resulting from the union of several tribes under a rger one, had more than 5,000 people and 3,000 warriors willing to face the Arti tribe to stop the madness of the southern child.
The Arti tribe, in turn, had grown siderably in number and strength. Wherever they went, more tribes wao join them. Now, they ted 4,000 people and 2,500 warriors.
'It's a rge hat wants to stop us...' The boy reflected with the vision of the opposition in front of him.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Jon smiled in front of his enemies. With each passing day, his blood boiled more, ready to eliminate any threat to his people. 'They may have 500 more men,' he thought, 'but they made a fatal mistake: now we have 400 giants.'
I moons that followed to the north, Jon and his tribe stopped for a few days to feed the people and make ons. In colboration with William and the giants themselves, they produced 200 boable of hitting targets 300~400 meters away — a signifit advantage in open field. Jon also produced 20 pots of 5 kilos of wildfire. Although resources were scarce here, limiting produ, these ons would be crucial to demonstrating his power and avoiding future wars after what will happen today. He improved the wildfire from King's Landing, creating a version that explodes like a grenade befniting everything around, he called it WF1.
The Arti tribe was already ready for battle a few ho in a field that favored their tactics. With aerial lookouts and the expectation of warg attacks, Jon hid his animals before the frontation, pnning to surprise and annihite all the enemy wargs at once.
"I want the 200 giants using tree trunks at the forefront; this will serve as shields against the enemy advance. And I want 200 archers positioned 300-400 meters right behind them," Jon instructed with determination under Du's tutege. "We need men ready to strike both fnks, right a. We will finish them off all at once, uand?!" Jon's words were met with roars of approval from the tribe captains. It was their first battle, and although he hadn't had time to train the army, he hoped his pn would be successful against their current enemy.
The enemies realized they would be fronted and also prepared, oblivious to what really awaited them. Joed that the people there would not hesitate and waited for the eo attack recklessly. He was right, and soon saw 3,000 enemies running towards him in the open field he had chosen, perfect for his ambush. Seeing the enemies advang was magnifit; the ground trembled and his blood pulsed, ready for battle, despite his young 9 years.
"Archers! Aim at 45 degrees!" Du ordered, raising his sword. The 200 giants adjusted their arrows acc to Jon's military leader's instrus. Jon had studied some tacti war books and wao have more trol over his archers, so he passed some things to Du despite his experience. During the journey, he taught the giants to uand that shooting straight was 0 degrees and upward from the head would be 90 degrees; therefore, 45 degrees was the midpoint. He inteo hit more than one enemy with each arrow, hoping that as it desded, the arrow would pee a target and hit others behind with the same 1-meter projectile. Jon helped with William and the giants to produce 1000 arrows with trees, providing 5 arrows for each archer. As soon as the enemy ehe 400-meter line, Du pointed with the sword, signaling the attack.
"On my signal!" Du shouted in the old tongue, watg the freefolk enemies approach, unaware of the dahat awaited them soon. With 200 giants f the front line and cealing another 200 giant archers, Jon had given the instru of how to aim to annihite the eo prevent surprise attacks on the camp during the night with the remnants.
He knew he o demoralize the eo the point of making them give up seeking revehus proteg the is who were part of his tribe. As the group of freefolk advanced, Johe excitement of battle and a fierce joy invaded his being. His army was ready for the assault, with Jon, his army, the animals, and the giants ready to front the enemy head-on, while the rest of the troops would attack from the fnks. He watched the enemy group hit the 300-meter mark.
"Fire!" Jon heard Du finally shout, initiating the battle.
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POV Moshid Freefolk:
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We were ung an attack against this strange nomadic group, totaling 3,000 warriors after a vast union of rival tribes. Our oppo, we thought, sisted of 2,500 warriors. To our surprise, they were apanied by giants, a sight we had never witnessed in such rge numbers, except in stories about Mance's camp, which years ago invited us to cross the Wall along with the Thenns when he passed through the region.
The discovery of the group by wargs captured all the attention of our tribe. As querors, we had formed one of the most powerful tribes in the southeast of the true North i 20 years. We were few pared to the 30,000 gathered by Mance, but our pride was great. We refused to join him, as we did not wish to submit to anyone. We were aware of the challenges we would face against the nomadic tribe, especially because they had more warriors than us. However, when the wargs reported to us about the abundance of food and ons the tribe possessed, greed ed us. Moshid was among the most eager to attack them. We began to gather all the tribes we could for the frontation in the region with the promise of dividing the gains from the battle. From 1,800 warriors, we increased our o 3,000 uhe cim of preventing a southern child from being our king and to take possession of their resources.
"We would be much more powerful with their ons," he roared at the meeting with the leader. We found an open field in our path, pnning to surprise them and quer through chaos. But strangely, they were already prepared. We realized this as we began to lose all our wargs. As we advanced, reports of Warg dying started oer another creating a minor chaos, then I found it strao see only half of the reported giants, but we didn't waste more time and attacked them. We were running at 300 meters when we heard a screeg sound ing from behind the 200 giants and something slig the air in our dire. Suddenly, my paniohrown back by 1-meter arrows pierg their bodies. It was surreal. We lost about 400 men to the enemy in that attack if I am not mistaken. Our advantage of 500 more men dissipated in the first moment, and we hadn't even reached the other tribe yet. But we tinued; doubts would meah on the bloody field.
At 250 meters, we heard another roar and another 300 panions fell dead or incapacitated. When we reached 200 meters, more sounds and arrows flew again. We were the target at the front line, and it seemed like the enemy was mog us with each volley of giant arrows. At 150 meters, more shots were fired, other arrows flew when we were 100 meters away. But it was at 80 meters that hell began. We were already demoralized, as even if we weren't the direct target, our brothers behind us were not so lucky. How many were we now? A thousand? Less than a thousand?
roup lost more than 60% in a battle we thought we would easily win before even reag the enemy. It seems that the powerful group from the southeast finally met defeat due to their greed. And when we reached 80 meters, there was an explosion behind us that stunned everyone. We saw that the retreat path was in green fmes. Suddenly, there eniween the giants, and something unfettable was ing in our dire: gigantiimals, rger than normal, some in armor. A boy led them, with more than 30 of them, followed by about 300 giants running to end the battle. The ground rembled so much. With no way out to retreat and the rear in fmes, we were trapped. I thought of running to one side, but soon the fnks were surrounded by other freefolk from the rival tribe. The battle, which was supposed to be hard but winnable, became a massacre. I saw my panions dying without a ce to defend themselves like sughtered animals. We were being crushed, and I saw the boy mounted on the wolf massag my brothers as if cutting leaves.
I started to run, not g about anything anymore. Staying in that hell would only bring my death. I don't know how many bdes passed by me or how many giants didn't see me during the assault, but I ran and somehow mao escape from that hell. I didn't look bad kept running towards the nearby forest.
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