The human coalition launched a siege from three routes: east, west, north and west. Some ghouls continued to attack south, some ran away to resist the raids from both sides, and some wanted to support the north and then retreated halfway. The ghouls collided and trampled on each other.
, this raid plunged the White Walker army into brief chaos.
According to the discussed strategy, if a group of white ghosts and vampires can be quickly killed within this period of time, then the Night King will definitely appear and take over the command of the zombie army.
The golden light illuminated the entire Western Front battlefield, and Rosamund raised the wand in her hand high to exert all her strength.
She did not directly attack the ghoul with spells, but instead released them in a wide range. Under the golden light of the recovery magic, bursts of blue smoke appeared on the skin of the ghoul, and its movements became slower. For the charging cavalry, she
It's enough to do this.
On the eastern front, Ashara and Elrios were like human tanks, cutting two paths through the group of zombies and rushing straight towards the White Walkers who appeared.
Dornish cavalry rarely had heavy armor. They did not charge directly into the ghouls like the heavy armored cavalry in the West. Instead, they divided into several groups and wandered around the ghouls using bows and arrows to kill them. Instead, those who charged directly towards the ghouls were
Tyroshi Army.
The standard weapons issued by Tyrosh's navy and army from the beginning are axes. The navy's hatchet and the army's two-handed battle ax. All the force of the swing is concentrated on the front edge of the axe. It takes longer to kill a ghoul.
Swords are more efficient.
Robb and Jon took advantage of the chaos of the wights and retreated to the cavalry formation. They handed over the command of the northern cavalry to the Great Jon. Robb himself did not attack again, but ran to the rear with a dozen messengers.
Observing the battlefield from the mound.
"We are needed more on the front line!" Jon shouted up to Robb on horseback.
On the anxious battlefield, the powerful general who was supposed to lead the charge slipped to the rear. Children knew this was a taboo in military affairs. Jon, who was temporarily recruited, kept asking questions all the way, and Robb only replied: "
Four words: "obey orders".
Jon asked again: "What are your plans? Can't you tell me at all?"
"You rest first." Robb took out a tube of magic recovery potion from his belt and wanted to throw it to Jon.
"You can keep it for yourself, I have it myself!" An angry Jon rejected Robb's offer.
The four-way siege strategy achieved miraculous results, but it could not make up for the numerical disadvantage of humans. As the ghoul army recovered from the chaos, humans quickly entered a disadvantage again.
One infantry phalanx after another was swamped by the ghouls. Team after team of cavalry rushed into the group of ghouls and never came out again. The light of magic was gradually diminishing.
Seeing more and more humans dying on the battlefield, Jon felt extremely anxious. He changed the Red Rain Sword in his hand from left to right, and then from right to left. He wanted to rush forward to support him immediately, but Robb wanted to take him with him.
Be around.
At this time, a powerful magic force exploded from a very far away place, creating ripples that quickly swept across the battlefield.
Ordinary humans cannot detect magic, but every mage on the battlefield feels it. Stronger mage can also see it with the naked eye, while Robb, Jon and others feel like a huge magic bubble has exploded, with ripples like a
Block the wall and hit yourself.
The magic swept across his body. Jon had never felt such intensity of White Walker magic before. He turned to look at Robb: "Is this the Night King?"
In Robb's sight, Audaweiying was flying to the center of the explosion in the distance. He drew his long sword and said: "Herald!"
"Please give the order." A dozen messengers tightened the reins and brought the horses as close to Robb as possible, so that they could hear Robb's orders clearly on this noisy battlefield.
Robb: "In the name of the Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces, I order you to inform all human armies to go south and we retreat!"
"Yes!" The orderer only needed to convey the order without missing a word, and they scattered and ran away. They were just glad that they could finally leave this damn place.
"Jon!" Robb shouted again.
With the relationship between Jon and Robb, he didn't care who was superior or subordinate. He yelled and insisted on asking: "Why retreat? Even if we abandon Harrenhal here, we can't hold it!"
Robb's expression did not change: "I know I can't hold it. So the order I'm giving you is to go to Harrenhal to find the Green Seer and escort him to retreat south."
After Jon heard Robb's order, the expression on his face changed from anxiety to confusion, and then from confusion to anger. He grabbed Robb's saddle and started roaring:
"I originally thought you had some good plan for letting the army leave Harrenhal to fight, but it turned out that you were taking the lives of living people to lure out the Night King! Now there are nearly 100,000 people dead. Is this your plan?!"
The war horse paced uneasily from side to side, and Robb squeezed Jon's arm: "Calm down Jon! If the Night King doesn't die, humanity will never have peace. It's all worth it! All living people will remember their sacrifice!"
Jon looked into Robb's eyes: "You have changed! You have become ruthless since you became a duke and the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces! I believe that when you tell the truth, there are soldiers who voluntarily sacrificed themselves, instead of everyone being deceived by you.
Use it as bait!”
Robb's eyes turned cold: "You don't understand! How many people can voluntarily sacrifice, one thousand or two thousand? This is far from enough! Only the main force of mankind can lead out the Night King! Go and complete your mission."
"I will complete the task you assigned, but I still cannot agree with your decision." Jon said the last word from the purple shadow's mouth, and then the shadow slowly disappeared.
Robb and Jon, one went deep into the hinterland of the White Walkers in the north, and led the northerners to abandon their homes and fight all the way to the south. The other stayed in the prosperous King's Landing, usually only dealing with some thieves and gangsters to maintain order. Even if they had joint participation
During the White Walker War, the two also had differences in their views on the overall situation.
Looking at Jon's purple shadow going away, Robb believed that one day he would understand his helplessness. Robb turned around, slapped his sword on his horse and rushed towards the battlefield. What he has to do now is to help as many people as possible
The humans got rid of the entanglement of the zombies and retreated, leaving the rest to Werther.
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The war drums ceased, and the horns of retreat were blown everywhere.
Audaweiying flew into the air, and the Night King, who no longer suppressed his magic power, was as conspicuous in the eyes of the dragon as a bright light even if he was mixed in with the White Walkers.
Several magic meteorites hit the White Walkers on the ground, and then a huge puff of dragon flame sprayed towards the Night King on the ground. The falling magic covered Veidt who jumped from above his head.
"Witt, there is something strange next to the Night King!" Oda Weiying's magic perception range is huge, and he quickly shouted in dragon language before Werther was far away.
"I saw it!" Being reminded by it, Werther, who was falling rapidly, noticed that the Night King and the White Walkers around him were surrounding a carriage.
The zombie army, which does not need food or other supplies, brought a carriage to the front line and sent a large number of White Walkers and the Night King to protect it personally. Even if there was no problem, it could become a problem.
Wearing the repaired dragon bone armor, the Dragon Soul Awakening and all the defensive magic have been activated, and his body is shining with various colors of light. Witte twists his body in the air, holds the giant sword with both hands and swings it hard: "Ha!" A bloody sword energy came from the air.
Hit the carriage.
Cold air spurted out from the Night King's hands, condensing into a huge ice block and knocking the carriage away. Poof, the sword energy rushed into the ground, leaving a two-meter-long sword mark on the snow.
The Night King's magic did not stop, and the ice continued to expand, quickly wrapping the carriage in solid ice, and the White Walkers around it were also fleeing.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A series of flaming meteorites exploded after falling to the ground.
Dozens of ice spears and blood magic were shot into the sky from all over the ground, and dragon flames were also sprayed onto the ground. The huge dragon sometimes dodged flexibly, and sometimes resisted the attack with its body flashing defensive magic. Aoda Weiying
Led the White Walkers and vampires aside.
When the fire of the magic meteorite became smaller, two figures standing opposite each other were revealed in the smoke blown away by the wind.
The two of them stepped on the blasted and burned bones of the ghoul. Perhaps they knew that the ghoul could not play any role. The dense group of ghouls in the distance did not surround them. Like a flood meeting a stone, they divided into two groups and surged towards them.
south.
The blue metal mail armor is covered with a layer of crystal ice armor. He is holding an ice spear and has a circle of short horns on his head that looks like a crown. There is a dull eye on his pale face, and the other one is shining brightly.
Soulfire's blue eyes stared intently at Werther.
"Night King! I have been looking for you for a long time!"
“Spicy chicken curry!”
The Night King couldn't understand what Werther was saying, and Werther couldn't understand what the Night King was saying, but both of them understood that as long as they could kill each other, they could basically win this war that would last for thousands of years.
"Die!"
With a roar, a purple shadow that was exactly the same as Werther lunged towards the Night King with a giant sword in hand.