The ice spear shot from a distance hit Robb's breastplate, and an ice flower exploded instantly, followed by several red blood lines covering Robb.
Robb was only staggered. He stabilized his center of gravity and lowered his head to look at his chest. A big hole had been blown out of his breastplate, but the skin with exposed veins was not damaged at all.
The ice spider climbed onto the corpses and moved quickly with its eight flexible legs on top of their heads. Several White Walkers rushed to Robb's side to prepare for a close combat.
The great strength of the White Walkers was like a child in front of Robb who drank the potion. With a strong swing of two Valyrian steel swords, Robb was able to cut the White Walkers and its ice weapons in half.
"there!"
Robb looked at the direction and continued to charge westward, writhing up and down in the pile of corpses. He would dodge the attacks from the White Walkers whenever he could, and would only kill those White Walkers blocking his way.
Both Robb and the White Walkers knew that this super defense was only temporary. The stronger the effect, the shorter the duration. Once the effect of the medicine wore off, Robb would definitely die.
At this time, a purple shadow emerged from the group of corpses, and Jon came to Robb's side: "Robb, follow me! Something powerful is coming!"
"What are you doing back here? I can go out by myself, you go first!" Robb had already expected that he would be trapped in the enemy's line, and was convinced that he had the ability to break out alone.
Two White Walkers holding ice swords stabbed Robb from behind. Several purple figures appeared around them and quickly disappeared. The two White Walkers saw Jon's movements but could not keep up. They could only watch their own.
Wrists, arms, torso and legs flew everywhere.
Jon pointed the Red Rain Sword diagonally at the ground. After flicking his wrist to shake off the broken ice stuck to it, he raised the sword and pointed to the north: "No, look over there!"
Robb turned his head and looked where the sword was pointing, and saw a dozen or so pale vampires in gorgeous clothes, clustered around a two-headed man in golden armor. The two-headed man did not ride an ice spider, but was led by two
The vampire carried it on his shoulders.
One head of the two-headed man was staring at the battlefield, and the other head was staring at Robb. Seeing Robb and him looking at each other, the two-headed man raised the blue sword in his hand and pointed it at Robb, with a look on his face.
An expression that looks like a smile but not a smile.
"What the monster is holding is Sunset Beauty, the sword lost by the Lannister family!"
Robb didn't know the monster, but he and Jon witnessed Werther making the sword step by step in Tyrosh.
"That monster seems to know us, he is coming for us!" Jon said and clenched the Red Rain Sword.
On the human side, the powerful knights and mages all have sophisticated armor and weapons, so the monsters are not easy to deal with just based on their appearance.
The two of them had this tacit consensus, and Robb then shouted: "He is still some distance away from us. Don't worry about him for now. Let's break out of the encirclement as soon as possible! Follow me!"
The two heads on the monster in the distance are talking to each other.
"That stupid big guy is Robb Stark, my brother-in-law? He doesn't look very good either." His long blond hair hung messily in front of his eyes, and the head he spoke to was Joffrey.
Lancel's hair was meticulously tied on top of his head: "According to intelligence, Robb is now the commander-in-chief of the human coalition. Next to him is Jon, the golden-robed commander-in-chief of King's Landing. The two of them took the initiative to rush into the group of corpses and were surrounded for sure.
What kind of conspiracy is this?"
"I don't care what his schemes are, with my current strength, I can chop off his head within a minute!" After saying this, Joffrey raised his head and patted the people on the crotch, asking them to speed up.
"Don't be impulsive! What potion did Robb drink? Let's wait until the effect of the potion wears off before we go!" Lancel tried to control his body. He was now connected to Joffrey, and he didn't want to be tricked to death by Joffrey.
"I order you to give me control of the right side of your body!"
"calm down!"
Seeing that the two heads were arguing, the vampires around them didn't know who to listen to, so they stopped and waited for their argument to end.
"Joffrey, listen!" A low roar came, and Lancel finally found a chance to stabilize Joffrey.
Vampires have well-developed senses of hearing and smell. They carefully identify the sounds coming from them, and their noses sniff the smell in the air.
"It's human cavalry, coming from the west!"
On the west side of the plain, tens of thousands of war horses were galloping, and the sound of horse hooves was deafening.
Flags of various colors were flying, knights raised their spears, and their horses continued to accelerate, gradually forming more than a dozen triangular charge formations.
The leader of the Knights of the Riverlands is Blackfish Brynden Tully. Duke Edmure's military command has been vacated and he is assigned to guard supplies in the rear.
In the Western Army, the two knights at the forefront, like the knights behind them, wore gold and red armor, with golden lion flags hanging on the tops of their lances.
There are two knights, one male and one female. The male is William Lannister, the heir to the West, and the female knight beside him is his wife Rosamund Lannister.
"Baby, lion, haha, they dare to attack us just because they are a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps?"
Joffrey naturally recognized his own flag, and he turned to look at Lancel in surprise.
"The West has been nominally ruled by James these years, but actually governed by William. He has done a good job in these years. Don't underestimate them. Just leave them to the White Walkers." Lancel was really afraid that he would act impulsively.
Add chaos.
Joffrey stared at the two charging Lannister for a moment in silence, and suddenly grinned: "I prefer to kill the Lannister family than those wolf cubs in the north!"
"No! Calm down! Rosamund's golden magic is very restraining us. Don't go! I beg you, don't go!"
Joffrey mobilized the magic power in his body, and Lancel couldn't control his body at all. He could only open his mouth and beg continuously.
"Rosamund? Just a Lannister bastard who came from nowhere!"
After Joffrey finished speaking, he patted the heads of the two men who were holding him up and motioned them to rush in the direction of Rosamund. He was ready to kill the man and the woman with his own hands.
Another burst of very uncoordinated music came, neither war drums nor bugles, it sounded like a kind of exotic snake charmer's music.
Joffrey signaled to stop and looked eastward with Lancel.
More than three thousand cavalrymen wearing strange costumes and several thousand soldiers wearing breastplates and holding battle axes were charging fiercely towards the group of corpses from the east.
The leading cavalryman was dressed in black armor and held a black spear in his hand, with a scarlet cape floating behind his back.
In front of the infantry formation was a group of tall, golden, heavy-armored warriors. One of the golden-armored warriors holding a huge shield was a head taller than the people next to him, making him extremely conspicuous on the entire battlefield.
"Are those Dornish and Tyroshi people?" Joffrey had never seen Dornish soldiers and was not sure.
Lancel: "Nymeria and the Tyrosh Guards are here, so Witte is probably nearby! Shall we retreat first?"
"withdraw?"
The playful evil smile disappeared from Joffrey's face, and his lips were trembling slightly: "It's too late."
Intensive thunder came from the north, and behind the ghoul army, what looked like a giant dragon the size of a bird was hovering in the air, bringing a thunderstorm to launch a devastating attack on the ghoul group.
On the ground, crystal clear ice cubes kept exploding, blood magic dyed the snow red, lightning, flames, and crescent-shaped sword energy were raging among the zombies.
It is Audaweiying and Werther.
On the top of a dilapidated tower in Harrenhal in the south, Green Seer Bran rested his hand on the magic circle, and a huge magic eyeball slowly rose.
A beam of red light shot from the eyeballs to the battlefield, and the ghouls that were illuminated did not have any negative reaction. They were dead creatures. However, the humans' eyes were bloodshot, and they attacked the ghouls desperately as if they were drunk.