The battle lasted from morning to night, and from night to sunrise.
Nymeria collapsed on the ground from exhaustion. She watched numbly as the Western soldiers threw the corpses of their dead companions into the pyre. The number of White Walkers was definitely limited, but the battle that lasted for a day and night did not feel that the number of supporting corpses had decreased at all.
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The warriors' voices were hoarse and their movements were no longer orderly, and the mages had finished drinking their potions. Nymeria knew that if the ghouls continued to attack at this pace, humanity would be defeated in less than half a day.
"Look ahead, what is that!"
A knight from the West Point pointed into the distance and shouted.
Nymeria, who had recovered a little strength, got up and walked to the battlements after hearing this.
Thousands of bipedal monsters slowly entered the human sight. The dry skin and flesh hung on the bones. The bones were not much different from humans, but they were nearly four meters tall and held thick tree trunks as weapons.
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"It's a giant! It's a giant!" Rosamond pointed at the monster in the distance and kept shouting.
"Calm down!" Nymeria knew that Rosamund was afraid of these things, so she pulled her to her side. Rosamund's hair was soaked with sweat. Nymeria also helped her move a few strands of blond hair stuck to her forehead.
Kai: "There are bigger monsters behind!"
Behind the giant, something even bigger came slowly, with four pillar-thick feet stepping on the snow. Their noses had long since rotted, and only a huge hole and two three-meter-long fangs were left on their heads.
Rosamund's eyes widened: "It's the extinct woolly giant elephant. I've seen it in a book!"
"Virt!" Nymeria muttered Vit's name silently in her heart.
These things are no longer something ordinary human warriors can deal with. They can only rely on throwing wildfires and mages. Moreover, after a day of high-intensity fighting, everyone in the Cailin Bay Fortress is exhausted.
The giants and elephants could cover a distance of several meters with each step. Although their steps were slow, they were very fast. They did not attack the strongest fortress, but all rushed towards the east wall.
Renly, Rosamund, and the mages all went over to support them. Lightning and fire magic hit the solid bones. It took more than ten times more magic to kill a giant wight. Wildfire poured on the beasts they were wearing.
On the skin, before it was burned into the bones, the skin was ripped off by the giant and thrown back to the city wall.
Facing the fierce attack of giants and giant elephants, all kinds of magic and wildfires became more fierce. The city wall made of stones, wood and ice could no longer bear it. With a bang, a giant elephant knocked out a
gap.
Renly raised his sword and swung it in the direction of the gap, shouting: "Petwaha!"
As soon as the huge monster rushed into the gap, the giant dragon that had been preparing behind the city wall for a long time spat out its dragon flames.
Golden-red dragon flames sprayed into the gap in the city wall close to the ground, and then poured out from the other side of the city wall, wrapping all the corpses gathered in the gap into the flames.
"Seal the gap!" Renly shouted again.
It is better to use dragon flames as little as possible. While the corpses are burned to death, the gap in the ice wall melts even wider.
Before the flames were extinguished, a large group of soldiers held up shields and rushed towards the gap to protect the craftsmen who were pushing stones and planks.
"Roar!"
"Ah~~~"
Several giants with flaming bodies suddenly burst out of the flames. They grabbed the soldiers and threw them towards the city wall. The soldiers were killed before they could shout. Some craftsmen were ignited by the dragon flames on the giants and died amidst the screams. Every day
The giant that rushed out killed at least a dozen people before slowly falling down.
The giant bones have been buried in the north for thousands of years. The bones contain some ice magic power, which can withstand the fierce dragon flames before it is exhausted.
"Fuck! Don't stop! Keep charging, I'll cover you!" Renly led a few mages who still had magic powers and stepped onto the wall at the gap. All kinds of magic kept shooting at the corpses.
More and more people rushed to the gap to support. When the humans could no longer resist, Renly let the dragon spray out dragon fire, but the newly piled up wall-building materials were also burned together.
The group of corpses outside the fortress also slowly changed their attack direction and launched an aggressive attack towards the gap.
Just when Renly's magic power was about to run out, a golden magic shield stretched out from Rosamund's raised wand until it covered the entire gap in the city wall.
"Great!" After getting a chance to breathe, Renly quickly took out the magic recovery potion and drank it in one gulp.
Bang, the glass bottle was thrown to the ground and broke. Renly wiped his mouth and cursed: "The effect of this thing is getting worse and worse if you drink it continuously!"
"I can't hold on for long!" Rosamund's hands holding the wand were trembling.
"Hold on!" Not only Renly, but also a dozen other mages around him were also drinking the potion.
Bang! An ice flower exploded on the magic shield.
Soon it came a second time, bang! The color of the golden shield was a little dull.
"It's the White Walkers that are attacking! They finally appeared!" A smile finally appeared on Renly's anxious face.
Renly stepped onto the city wall, and bang! Another ice flower exploded on the shield. At the same time, he could see clearly the direction from which the White Walker's ice spear was attacking.
"Die!"
Renly roared angrily, raised his hands, and shot two magic balls in the direction of the dark clouds and the White Walkers.
The two pure white magic balls did not fly very fast and were not very eye-catching on the battlefield where the fireballs of the trebuchets and ice spiders were flying randomly. They flew towards the group of White Walkers in a leisurely manner.
Magic light can only be used for lighting and has no attack power, but there is a special feature. It can be controlled by someone before it sticks to an object. And as long as it is stuck, unless the magic power is exhausted and dissipated, not even Werther himself can
Ways to extinguish other people's magic light spells.
"Magic light magic?"
Many mages on the battlefield were asking questions. They saw the magic fired by King Renly in the distance, but they did not expect it to be a harmless lighting spell.
The ball of light launched into the sky disappeared into the clouds and quickly disappeared.
Renly's hands glowed with white light, and his ten fingers kept waving. He concentrated on manipulating the magic ball in the distance to bypass the running corpses, then around the collapsed trees, and finally appeared in front of a group of white ghosts.
The White Walkers don't like fire, and they don't even like light very much. They also have information about magic light. Even if they know that this thing is not offensive, they get out of the way.
The ball of light was flying around in the air, and the white ghosts and vampires were very annoyed. A young-looking vampire reached out and grabbed a low-level unlucky ghost and threw it towards the ball of light. The ball of light finally stuck to the vampire's nose.
"What is this? I can't see it!" The light in front of it pierced it so hard that it couldn't open its eyes. It raised its hand to grab nothing in front of it, and it had no effect if it used magic to grab it.
No one here cares about him.
Hundreds of White Walkers riding ice spiders gathered nearby, as well as nearly two hundred vampires. The vampire with magic light on his face had no magical talent and was a lowly pariah who could be sacrificed at any time.
"Joffrey, I feel something is wrong. With Renly's ability, it is impossible to shoot just one magic light spell in broad daylight!" He said with blond hair, handsome appearance, decent manners, and a gorgeous white armor.
That person is Lancel Lannister.
"Ha, ha!" Joffrey kept laughing as he looked at the screaming vampire.
The unlucky man could just close his eyes. He did this to please Joffrey, hoping to gain his appreciation and be promoted in this cruel tribe.
"Joffrey, did you hear that? I feel in danger!" Lancel raised his hand and knocked on the opponent's armor.
"Got it." Joffrey pushed his hand away, adjusted his gorgeous helmet and the ferocious sword on his waist, and shouted loudly: "Take our men and go straight to Renly! Come on!
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"Kill Renly!" A group of vampires raised their weapons and shouted, then their bodies glowed red, ready to activate their magic and rush towards the fortress.
Joffrey put his hands on his hips and laughed. However, he did not forget the Night King's tactical arrangement. He had to wait until the giant corpse widened the gap a little more, and then it was time for blood knights and frost knights like him to show off their skills.
He raised his arms and clenched his fists. As soon as he lowered his arms, these people would rush forward and kill Renly. Joffrey liked this feeling of commanding people very much.
Lancel has long been accustomed to him being like this. He feels that he is both Joffrey's cousin and his stepfather. Even if he never recognizes it, he must tolerate and help him grow.
Lancel still felt uneasy, so he walked over to the vampire next to the ball of light and inspected it carefully, worried that Renly had done something.
What Renly released was a pure magic light spell. He only injected some more magic power into the light ball to make it shine longer, that's all.
The war is still going on. Both sides are throwing fireballs at each other in the distance. Archers are shooting at the rushing ghouls. Soldiers are throwing wildfires. Knights are holding spears to kill the ghouls who have climbed up the city wall. The entire Zeneck area is full of people.
The screams of humans and the roars of corpses.
Outside the Fortress of Kalin Bay, a dragon's head suddenly burst out of the dark clouds in the sky. Audaweiying tightened its wings and took a dive, falling quickly and silently. During the dive, it looked around the ground and swung its tail to adjust.
The direction started to rush towards the place where the white light was shining.
Not only Audaweiying was swooping down, but behind it, there were also dozens of flaming meteorites prepared at high altitude.
In the distance, a giant dragon the size of a castle fell rapidly with dozens of flaming meteorites. Everyone on the battlefield of Cailin Bay Fortress saw this scene. They finally understood the role of Renly's painless light ball.
, pointing the direction of the White Walkers to the dragon hiding in the clouds.
At this moment Renly clenched his fists.
Werther sent him a signal not long ago saying that he was back, but he was hiding in high altitude and did not participate in the war. Both of them understood that only by killing the hiding White Walkers could the war end as quickly as possible. Is it worth sacrificing the soldiers first? Renly
I think it’s worth it! Because this is a war between the living and the dead.
"It's over!"
Lancel yelled, grabbed the vampire in front of him and threw it towards the White Walkers. He dragged Joffrey and ran back.
His vigilance took effect. Joffrey, who was dragged to the ground and was about to curse, was about to speak when an explosion shock wave came in front of him.
The two men flew up and broke countless tree trunks. When Lancel pulled his head out of the snow, half of the flesh on his face had disappeared, leaving only pale bones.
"Night King! Get out of here!"
There was a roar in the distance, and the sound was magical, making the snow beneath my feet tremble.
Lancel hurriedly got under a fallen tree trunk and found that a vampire had been hiding there for a long time. Regardless of their class, the two of them had a tacit understanding of not speaking, and even began to restrain their magic power and prepare to pretend to be dead.
"Die!"
The roar got closer and closer, and there were sounds of lightning igniting and fireballs exploding.
Lancel clung to the dirt and didn't dare to move, but his hands kept shaking. He carefully retracted his arms and pressed his trembling palms under his body, but he saw that the hands of the vampire beside him were also shaking.
Buzz~~
The snow above the head seemed to be plowed by small things, and the sound went from far to near, then to the distance.
Buzz~~~
Once again, this time the direction has changed somewhat.
Lancel knew in his heart that this was the blood-red sword energy emitted by Werther's terrifying giant sword. No matter what your defense was, as long as it touched it, it would break in half.
"What a dog calls offal!"
"Hiss~~~"
The sounds coming from above were even more chaotic, including Werther's yelling, the roar of the White Walkers, and various magics.
After more than a dozen explosions, and then several more sword energy swept through the snow above the head, the support of the White Walkers and vampires arrived, and the battle became more intense.
Vampires have no heartbeat or breathing, but Lancel felt like he was about to suffocate.
"I'm afraid!" The vampire next to him finally couldn't bear the pressure and opened his mouth to ask for help from his former deputy commander with a sad face.
Don't take me with you! Lancel couldn't bear the ghost in front of him, but he didn't dare to curse or hit him. He had to pretend not to hear, hold his breath and concentrate on suppressing the fluctuation of magic power in his body to a minimum.
"Save me Lan Sai.
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The vampire spoke again, but in the middle of his words, a black giant sword penetrated the tree trunk from the top and plunged straight into his back. Only after the giant sword penetrated his body did Lancel hear the footsteps of his feet.
Sound on the snow.
The giant sword quickly pulled out of the tree trunk after releasing a burst of lightning. Lancel watched the body of his companion collapse into a pile of powder. While fighting dozens of White Walkers, Werther could still find time to kill the hidden White Walkers.
Damn it, I’m really going to die this time!
"Am I fucking you? Go to hell!"
Werther stood on the wood above his head and roared, and dozens more footsteps approached, followed by the sound of intensive clashes of swords.
The tree trunks above kept shaking, and the snow fell on Lancel's face and body, and soon covered most of his body.
Boom~
The tree trunk at his feet was blown to pieces by unknown magic. The sun suddenly hit Lancel's face and exposed his lower body. The fear of death instantly enveloped Lancel. His mouth was slightly open, but his hole had shrunk.
Tight to the minimum.
Not long after, a White Walker head fell into the pit and slowly rolled towards Lancel's eyes.
Staring straight into each other's eyes, both of them were filled with shock. After a few seconds, the blue light in the White Walker's eyes extinguished and his head turned into blue ice.
Lancel did not dare to retract his exposed feet, fearing that Werther would notice the slightest movement.
Can't see me! Can't see me!
Lancel hoped that Werther could not find him, and even more hoped that the White Walkers could kill him. But he could hear the footsteps of White Walkers and ice spiders in the snow, and their sounds were decreasing rapidly.
Not enough! Not enough!
Lancel was now scared to death, with the sound of swords clashing and explosions coming one after another right above his head.
Slowly, the sound faded away, and the battle between Werther and the White Walkers moved to another place.
Only then did Lancel feel relieved. Damn it! Joffrey! Thinking of this, he quickly crawled out of the hole and jumped out of the pit.
A red light appeared in his sight and flew into the distance. Lancel, who jumped into the air before landing, lowered his head and saw that his two thighs were detaching from the base of his legs and flying in two different directions.