The coalition of humans was defeated in the face of the White Walkers' attack.
When the Night King pulled out the Frozen Sword and countless warriors who died bravely got up again and joined the army of zombies, the outcome of all this was already doomed.
Human power is sometimes infinite, but sometimes it is incomparably small.
In the face of irresistible force, even if you try your best, you can't change the fact that the building collapsed.
The coalition's front began to collapse and gradually became fragmented, and then like an avalanche, other troops who were still holding on were implicated, eventually triggering a comprehensive rout.
"run!"
"Run!"
Some people were the first to drop their weapons and run away, and others followed suit.
The supervising team was unable to stop so many soldiers from escaping. They were instantly rushed to pieces, and were even trampled under their feet and trampled to death.
People panicked and fled to the rear, and some nobles from the Seven Kingdoms ran faster than the soldiers.
They had long realized that something was wrong, climbed on their horses, abandoned their troops and fled alone.
And the commanders who still want to resist tenaciously cannot change the current situation no matter how much they shout.
"It's too dangerous here!"
"Lord Tully! Get out of here first!"
Randyll Tarly, who had half of his ear bitten off and half of his cheek dripping with blood, was helped onto his horse by his own soldiers.
The elite Jiaoling soldiers were the best performing unit in the entire war. They were tenacious and resisted tenaciously.
Like a rock in the sea, it stood at the forefront of the front line, allowing waves to hit from all directions, attracting attacks from a large number of ghouls.
However, even such an elite division is ultimately unable to survive alone and faces collapse.
The wind and snow on the battlefield became more and more intense, making it difficult to open one's eyes. The defeat of the human coalition forces was an unchangeable fact. Even if there were reinforcements at this time, they could not change the situation of the war.
"Lord Stannis!"
As one of the highest-ranking men in this war, Stannis has always been present on the battlefield in person, and now he was also helped up on a horse to evacuate first.
A man with sparse hair on his head sat upright on a war horse. He was also covered in blood. The black cloak on his back was in tatters, and the sword at his waist had been cut and curled.
Stannis finally turned his head and glanced at the sparse soldiers on Dragonstone, and there were fleeing soldiers all around him.
The current situation is beyond control and cannot be undone.
Even though Stannis was unwilling to do so, he could only escape with the soldiers.
Then he took a deep breath, held the reins with one hand, and clamped the horse's belly with both legs.
"Walk!"
Then Stannis led several personal guards and fled the battlefield on fast horses.
"Run!"
"Run!"
Everyone on the ground was running away, and now it was a completely one-sided situation.
The ghouls are chasing, and the humans are running away.
Wow
And above the sky.
A black crow flapped its wings and flew rapidly across the sky above the battlefield against the violent wind and snow.
The crow flapped its wings and flew against the wind and snow, while tilting its dark little head. A pair of scarlet eyes seemed to be overlooking the battlefield below.
Humanity has been defeated.
It has seen it all.
"Help!"
"help me!"
In the white storm, countless fleeing soldiers shouted for help.
It's like a purgatory on earth.
The collapse of the entire front line is a snowballing disaster. Running at the back is equivalent to waiting for death. People in front run slowly, and people behind can't escape even if they are anxious.
At the same time, I don’t know how many people accidentally fell down, and then no one bent down to help them. They stepped on them one by one and never got up again. They were trampled into pulp.
Now that the coalition forces have been completely defeated, everyone is in panic. Everyone wants to survive, and they all know that the corpse is chasing behind them.
If he stopped to help his companions, wouldn't it delay his own escape?
This race is not against time, but against other people of the same kind around you, and the price of failure is death.
The crow saw the defeat of the human coalition, but there was no trace of disappointment or joy in its small scarlet eyes.
After all, he is just a crow and does not have the emotions that humans should have.
And on the ground below.
Crows flapped their wings and flew rapidly across the sky. The ground was full of noise and chaos. All humans were running away. The dark side of human nature was fully exposed at this time.
Some people hacked and killed their companions in front of them in order to escape, while others stabbed others in the thighs to use them as bait to slow down the progress of the ghouls.
In such a chaotic situation at this moment, no one can care about looking at the sky, and the corpses don't even have brains and naturally don't care about the things around them.
But on the outskirts of the battlefield, the Night King was riding on his skeleton horse, with fire burning in his empty eye sockets.
He calmly surveyed the battlefield in front of him. The defeat of the coalition forces did not change the expression on his face in the slightest. In his opinion, these were all things that should be taken for granted.
And at this time.
When the crow's wings broke through the wind and snow and passed over the battlefield, the Night King suddenly raised his head as if he noticed something.
A pair of eyes burning with flames stared fixedly at the dark crow.
For the first time, the expression on his face changed significantly, like anger, disgust, or both.
Then a scream came from his mouth.
And the crow seemed to have sensed the imminent disaster, and hurriedly flapped its wings to raise its altitude and flew to a higher place.
However it was too late.
An ice lump condensed from the Night King's hand came out and flew straight into the sky, making a sharp sound that quickly amplified in the eyes of the black crow.
Phew~
Immediately, a powerful spiritual body left the body of the crow before the ice pimple hit it.
The crow returned to normal for only a second, and then his head was crushed by the ice lump that came in an instant.
Snapped
The little head turned into a ball of blood mist in the air, and then the body fell to the ground.
But the Night King was still riding on the skeleton horse and never moved a step from beginning to end.
But this time he looked at the crow's corpse on the ground with bright eyes, and some of his expressions were as sinking as water.
But at the same time.
A raging fire suddenly broke out on the distant battlefield.
This is the last resort of the human coalition. If they are defeated, they will set fire to the rear to ensure the retreat of the army.
Later.
After the Great Wall was defeated, the human coalition fled all the way to Winterfell, leaving the vast expanse of land in between to the legions of the dead.
The aliens didn't seem to be in any hurry to continue the pursuit.
Instead, after occupying the Great Wall, they began to gather their troops and search the areas outside the Great Wall.
It looked like something else had caught the White Walker's attention.