With Wit joining in, Renly, who was focused on fighting, was instantly less stressed and even had time to speak.
With one sword, he blocked the ice swords coming from the two White Walkers. Renly used his strength to retreat and quickly repaired the broken ice armor on his body: "Witt, someone is using magic to command these White Walkers!"
"I noticed that too!"
Renly's martial arts ranks among the top ten in the continent, and Werther's strength is several times his. There are many combat moves that he can't do without magic.
He cut off the White Walker's sword-holding right hand with a sword, and then kicked it on the chin with a high kick. When the White Walker's body flew up, Werther got close to him and pinched its ankles, wielding it as both a weapon and a shield.
The two people, whose anger had dissipated, seemed to be able to face the siege of more than a dozen White Walkers with ease. The White Walkers can burst out with powerful power in a short period of time, and combined with ice magic, it is difficult for ordinary people to deal with them. But compared to what Werther and Renly once did,
For the demons dealt with in the Annihilation Realm, they were afraid of fire and Valyrian steel. This obvious weakness made it easy for the two of them to find a flaw and kill them with one blow.
The fire wall more than ten meters high was still burning. At this time, the golden robe troops, Baron's personal guards and the Valley Knights also arrived here.
The valley cavalry quickly surrounded them along the circular wall of fire, forming an inward defensive formation.
The gold-robed troops took over the task of protecting the prince and Sauron from the Northerners, and Witte's personal guards surrounded the two men tightly in the middle of the team.
In the wall of fire, under the feet of Werther stood a half-body White Walker. No matter how hard it struggled, the legs on his back could not move at all. The body of the White Walker held upside down in his hand was already covered with magic lines.
While using magic to find something to command the White Walkers, Werther also took the opportunity to gasp for air and regain his strength.
"Over there!" Werther looked to the northwest.
"Hiss~~~" Werther pulled out the giant sword stuck in the ground, and slowly sent the tip of the sword along the direction of his calf into the body of the White Walker at his feet.
Renly, who was still panting, looked at his feet and asked Werther: "Do I still need to keep these two?"
"Kill! Just use this one I have."
There were also two living remains of the White Walkers at Renly's feet. He raised his sword and swung it down, and the two pale heads rolled down and turned into two piles of ice within a few seconds.
The blazing fire wall suddenly became shorter, and two skeleton horses jumped out of the fire wall and ran towards the northwest.
"It's King Renly and Veidt, follow!"
With a wave of Dennis Arryn's sword, the Eight Thousand Valley Cavalry quickly gathered together from their scattered formations and rumbled toward the northwest behind the skeleton horse.
"Half of the Guards are on alert, and the other half are resting on the spot!"
Werther always kills people alone. All he has to do is appear in his sight and earn a performance for his brothers. After Balon Swann commanded his men, he walked over to the big man in golden armor sitting on the ground:
"Elrios, aren't you going to follow?"
"I can't walk! You have to find someone to carry me back later." Elios Chiheda's helmet was placed on the ground, his silver-blond hair that had already been soaked hung down on his chest, and his head was in the cold weather.
White smoke kept coming out.
The bulldozer-like golden armored warrior was paralyzed by fatigue. Magic and physical strength stimulated the inscribed armor and Valyrian steel weapons, bringing super high attack power and super high defense. The side effects were also obvious, as magic and physical strength were consumed rapidly.
Now that this heavy armor was on Elios, he couldn't even stand up.
Baron squatted down, and the hand armor bullets clanged on his armor: "You look strong, but it won't last long!"
"Haha." Elios smiled and lay down on his back in the snow. His blond hair was scattered on the snow and white smoke was rising. His whole body was so sore that he didn't even want to move a finger.
The guards were all wearing heavy armor and holding long-handled battle axes. Even though Elios was a noble, it was impossible for him to take off his armor on the battlefield. Baron thought about it and stood up and shouted: "Someone, come on,
Go and borrow a carriage from the fortress and come back, we can't resist him."
The king and Werther had not returned yet, and some golden cloaks, under the command of Jon, began to drag the bodies of the northerners together.
The enemies of the war are ghosts and corpses. The equipment and money of these dead Northerners in the snow still belong to the Northerners. Soon the nobles will organize civilian corpse collection teams to come and collect them.
What the golden robes were doing now was to arrange the corpses on the ground, and several people stabbed them in the chest one by one with obsidian daggers. The ones wearing breastplates stabbed them in the neck.
After the Obsidian Dagger is pierced into the body, the weak flame magic will remain for a few days, which can effectively prevent the White Walkers from resurrecting the corpse. However, after a few days when the magic dissipates, the corpses must be cremated, otherwise the cemetery where they are buried will become a White Walker.
's military camp.
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Several vampires who were not high-level ran away separately.
Renly called the dragon to chase the farthest enemy. After catching up and killing several of them, Renly and Werther captured two alive.
"Who is your leader?"
After cutting off the opponent's limbs, Werther began interrogating him when he was most frightened.
"The one who can escape the fastest is our leader!"
"Is this it?" Werther said, pointing to the squirming vampire at Renly's feet.
"no!"
Werther placed the sword on the leech's heart: "Do you have a name?"
"Ah~~~Zit, they all call me Leech. We are a reconnaissance team with nine blood knights and twenty-one frost knights. The leader is called Jeff Flower. He has lent us a lot of blood food.
Also, he has three good women!"
Werther turned to look at Renly. This man could do anything under pressure and knew a lot. He was the one who was captured and interrogated.
Renly's eyes acquiesced, and he asked Leech: "In which direction did your leader escape?"
Leech: "True North!"
Renly raised his finger and looked at Witte and gestured: "We each killed three vampires, and my dragon burned three to death. It's over, the leader has been burned to ashes."
Wirth: "Keep the vampire in your hand as well. After the interrogation is over, a big ceremony will be held. You will preside over the killing of the dead warriors to pay homage to them."
"Get ready to welcome the king!"
Jon saw two skeleton horses running out of the forest in the distance, followed closely by the valley cavalry as far as the eye could see.
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Blood was sprinkled along the horse's hoofprints in the snow.
"Gather the troops and return to the fortress!" Renly waved to Jon, asking him to withdraw from the welcoming queue.
After a tragic battle, the king and Werther held a parade ceremony to welcome the victory. This time was obviously not suitable for a high profile. Jon was responsible for his duties and Renly did not make things difficult for him. He only asked him to pack up and retreat as soon as possible.
"Father!" Sauron came to Werther.
Werther looked at Sauron who was intact and said calmly: "We'll talk about it when we get back!"
In this world, children around the age of ten can already work in the fields, work as craftsmen's apprentices, or serve as squires behind knights. There is never a shortage of these half-year-old children in wars. They may be following the team to supplement the number, or they may be desperate.
The lords let them actually fight with swords.
Lionel and Sauron have noble status. They have been aloof since childhood and are respected wherever they go. While receiving the best education, their father is also the strongest magician. At a young age, they have a body that is far superior to those of their peers.
All magic.
Every teenager wants to prove themselves. They may not be doing it for profit or power, but just to get a compliment from their parents. Witte also participated in the Iron Islands War at a very young age, so he did not want to pursue the two of them for disobeying orders.
Privately participating in the war.
What worries Werther is that these two people appeared on the battlefield this time. All mages can indeed slightly reverse some of the situation, but the two people do not have much magic power in their bodies due to their young age, so they do not have much impact on the entire war. Instead, it is the people of the North who contribute.
He paid a heavy price to protect them, a favor that he and Renly had to repay.
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The vast and boundless forests have nurtured brave northern warriors.
Tall black pine trees and a pack of wolves running in the forest.
In the biting cold wind, thousands of warriors from the northern mountain tribes gathered together, beating their shields with their weapons as drumbeats, and humming a song called: "Wolves in the Mountains".
The Stark family in Winterfell often sends people to mediate disputes between the clans and tribes in the North. These tribes have no writing and can only record every major event in oral songs.
In the open space south of the Kalin Bay Fortress, more than three thousand soldiers who died in the battle lay quietly side by side with their hands on their chests, accepting farewells from their family and friends.
The armor and weapons they once used will be inherited by their sons. If there are no sons, they will be used as dowries for their daughters. For bachelors who are unmarried and childless, their equipment can only be taken back by their families or lords.
Four giant dragons hovered in the sky, and tens of thousands of knights were arranged in neat teams. They polished their armor to the brightest and held their spears and swords high to see off the brave northern warriors.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The war drums were beaten.
The soldiers had to advance to the sound of drums, and the musicians who started the battle in a hurry had no time to organize and participate. This time, hundreds of musicians beat the war drums neatly for them.
Changer mages temporarily serve as guides for the dead. Some of them may only know magic and do not know how to perform death rituals, but as representatives of the ancestors, the Changers lead their animals past every dead soldier.
, used magic to make the branches grow green leaves in the cold winter, and gently caressed the heads of the soldiers, praying that their sacrifice would bring spring.
Elios Chiheda also put on full body armor and took out the dragon head necklace around his neck and tied it to the chest of the armor. On behalf of the Dragon Worship Cult, he held a death ceremony for the northern nobles who believed in the Dragon Worship Cult.
This was a collective funeral for the people of the North. They did not believe in the Seven Gods. The chaplains brought by the riverland and valley armies could only stand solemnly and watch the ceremony. Even if they were extremely opposed to these priests in their hearts, they did not dare to speak.
Many years ago, the Seven Gods caused trouble due to the High Sparrow, and under the control of Werther and Renly, all kinds of unfavorable public opinions spread throughout the Seven Kingdoms.
In today's Seven Kingdoms, except for the North, the number of people who believe in the Dragon Worship Cult has been equal to the number of people who believe in the Seven Gods Cult. However, most of the people who believe in the Dragon Worship Cult are young people. They have not inherited the territory and do not control the financial rights. What they can do now
Not many, not even a temple can be built in many places.
The nobles stood together, led by Renly, and the knights and soldiers lined up in a neat phalanx. The entire funeral was simple, solemn and solemn.
"Bran, is this the outcome as you know it?"
Robb asked his only brother who was still sitting next to him.
"Ed's fate has been changed. He has lived a happy life, but the fate of death still surrounds him." Bran did not raise his head to look at Robb, but looked at Ed's body in the distance and said something unclear.
White words.
"Green Seer, what about me, Jon, Sansa, Arya and Rickon?" Robb changed the vocabulary, and the name Bran would never come out of his mouth from now on.
Bran said calmly: "If I said that you should have been killed more than ten years ago and your head was missing, would you believe it?"
"I don't believe it!" Robb stopped looking at Bran and looked at his father's body and said, "Even if it means death, I only believe that I will die in the battle with the White Walkers!"
"Prophecies are just fragments of history and the future, not the truth of all facts, so you are still alive and well."
The dragon's roar spread, Werther and Renly walked slowly towards the dead northern soldiers, and Bran pushed his wheelchair away from Robb.
“Only by overcoming fear and regret can you see your true self.”
Sauron turned around and saw the tall Balon and Quili behind him. Quili was a woman, and Balon's voice was rough. The voice just now was obviously that of a young man.
“Turning unwillingness into motivation.”
"Balon, did you hear it?" The voice came to his ears again. This time Sauron made it clear that the voice came from Balon, but Balon never opened his mouth at all, unless he could speak with his belly, plus
It can make your voice look younger.
Baron shook his head.
Kui Lizard reached out and pinched Sauron's shoulders, pushing his body towards the direction of the funeral.
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Sauron looked at the thousands of dead northern soldiers and began to think.
Sauron didn't know what the prince was thinking. Sauron himself did feel frightened when the beasts attacked him, especially when more than a dozen ice guns were fired at him. The feeling of approaching death almost made him suffocate. He has been there since he came back.
Can't sleep.
After Werther and Renly enlightened them, the two of them got much better. At this time, Sauron thought of the big man Little Jon again. Just because of his noble status, he and the soldiers of the North fought to protect him, and he
But he couldn't do anything for them, not even a single defensive magic.
The target of the White Walkers was himself and the prince. They were implicated by him. Sauron clenched his fists and looked at the remains of the Northerners in the distance, feeling self-blame and guilt welling up in his heart.
strength!
If I can have the magic power as powerful as King Renly, if I can reach the magic power and vitality of the sun like my father Werther in magic detection, then I can save them and lead them to victory instead of attending their funerals.
Searching for missing mother.
But it will take at least six more years until I turn sixteen. By then, humanity has either won or lost this war, and I can't help at all! There is also my mother, Tyene, whose life or death is uncertain! How can I gain speed or strength?
Sauron kept thinking.
"Go find your brother!" The voice reached Sauron's ears again.
"Are you the Green Seer?" Father Veidt and Renly were not far away, so the message could still reach his ears. Sauron suddenly thought that only the Green Seer could do it.
"Go to your brother, he is also waiting for you." The voice neither denied nor confirmed, but Sauron heard Bran's voice and confirmed that it was him.
Sauron did not look back. He took a step to the side and leaned his head back on his soft body. He said in a very low voice: "Kui Lizard, let's go to Sunspear City."
A pair of soft hands touched Sauron's face from behind, and Sauron knew that Qui Lizard had promised to accompany him.
Except for pooping and urinating when he was a child, the Quail Lizard never interfered with Sauron's behavior when he grew up. It was Witte, Tyene and Nymeria who raised Sauron. What allowed Sauron to make decisions came from Witte's education.
All the Quilizard has to do is support every decision Sauron makes.