Three hundred and ninetieth chapters after the war devastated
"We won, didn't we?"
"Ed."
The blizzard seemed to leave with the footsteps of the Army of the Dead. After a night of fierce fighting, the sky finally became brighter.
The bright sunshine tore through the darkness and penetrated the clouds, shining on the silent battlefield on the bank of the Green Fork River.
The King of the Seven Kingdoms, Robert Baratheon, lay on the scorched earth burned by dragon flames and refused to get up. Next to him, the embarrassed Duke of Winterfell, Eddard Stark, also lay on the ground.
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And not far away.
Stannis Baratheon, the distinguished Duke of Dragonstone and the younger brother of His Majesty the King, was holding a long sword with a curled blade, frowning slightly as he watched the military doctor bandage the wound on his hand.
Four fingers on his left hand were chewed off by a ghoul in a recent battle.
If you look closely, you can see the beating veins on Stannis's forehead, but Stannis is like a stone, clenching his teeth and saying nothing.
The military doctor who bandaged his wounds also admired this man's amazing willpower.
Tywin Lannister, the Warden of the West, was also in a bit of a mess. His lion armor was covered in blood and his golden cloak was torn.
The Duke of Casterly Rock stood staggering on the spot, and was supported by the knights of the family. He was breathing heavily, and there was a rare confusion in his eyes.
"Your Majesty the Duke."
Then the Duke of Casterly Rock still maintained his demeanor and climbed onto his horse with the help of the family knights.
Not long ago, at the height of the war, Edmure Tully, the heir to the Riverlands, who took advantage of the chaos and lay on the battlefield to pretend to be dead, found that the war was over.
Then Edmure wiped a few handfuls of blood on his face, took the opportunity to get up quickly when no one was paying attention, supported the hilt of the sword with one hand, and looked exhausted and shaky, letting the
The soldiers of Riverrun who searched for him wept with joy.
The surviving descendants of the Frey family also discovered their ancestor who had committed suicide by jumping on the ice on the frozen surface of the Green Fork River. However, at this moment, Old Frey's body was already cold.
The mournful cries of the filial sons and grandsons of the Frey family suddenly rang out on the Green Fork River.
Perhaps it was because the river was not frozen enough, or perhaps it was because the Night King led the Army of the Dead to briefly retreat, causing the temperature in the Twins to rise slightly.
The frozen surface of the Green Fork River was somewhat loose, and with the prosperous Frey family, there were quite a few people gathering on the ice. An accident involving ice rupture suddenly occurred without any warning.
These mourning filial sons and grandsons of the Frey family fell into the cold river water together with the corpses of their ancestors.
A sudden misfortune once again caused the Green Fork River to become agitated again. People reached out to rescue the Frey family members who fell into the water.
But it is a pity that because of the vast water surface of the Green Fork River and the serious ice cracks, boats were temporarily found to rescue and many people were rescued ashore. However, in the end, more than a dozen people were still drowned in the river together with the bodies of the ancestors of the Frey family.
Washed away and disappeared without a trace.
On the banks of the Green Fork River, the Frey family's cries became louder, even more sincere.
After the victory of the war, there were still many messy things.
The Duke of Winterfell shook his head slightly after hearing the king's words.
"Don't be happy too early."
"This is but a short victory, Robert."
Eddard Stark was lying on the ground, his voice was weak when he spoke.
"The White Walkers will come back."
The Army of the Dead was only briefly repulsed, perhaps to accumulate more power, or for other purposes, but Ed didn't think the White Walkers would give up and stop at the Neck.
"A short-lived victory is also a victory."
Robert lay on the ground and took a few deep breaths, then sat up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and looked very optimistic.
And at this time.
Suddenly the roar of a dragon came from the horizon, and a huge figure spread its wings and appeared in everyone's field of vision. Viserys, who went to chase the undead army, finally returned.
"Hoo"
The dragon roared, and a huge black shadow enveloped the ground, and then Balerion fell from the sky and landed in front of Robert Baratheon.
boom
The giant dragon made a huge noise when it landed, and the billowing air waves spread into the distance.
Robert Baratheon and Eddard, who were sitting on the ground, were choked by the smoke, and the coalition soldiers in the distance were also affected.
"What does Your Highness want to do?"
Some nobles loyal to Robert Baratheon became nervous when they saw this scene, such as his two missing Kingsguards, but they did not dare to come close, after all, the big guy was still there.
More coalition soldiers chose to watch indifferently, sitting on the ground with their weapons in hand, without even standing up. Without the order of their lords, they would not stand up to help.
"He is Viserys."
Tywin Lannister, who was being helped to sit on the horse, looked at the heroic young dragon knight sitting on the dragon's back in the distance.
But it was too far away and he couldn't see Viserys's face clearly.
In the center of the storm, the two people most seriously affected were choked and coughing continuously.
"Ahem"
"Pooh."
Robert spat out a mouthful of dust in embarrassment, and Eddard Stark didn't fare much better.
Then, when the dust cleared, they could clearly see the behemoth in front of them. Balerion's scarlet eyes were coldly examining the two little guys below.
It knew that they had a grudge against Viserys, and it didn't know why Viserys stopped him from killing them, otherwise Balerion would have eaten them both in one bite as soon as they fell.
However, at this moment, a clear voice suddenly came from above the heads of the two people below.
"Lord Robert Baratheon of Storm's End."
"And Lord Eddard Stark of Winterfell."
Viserys sat high on the dragon's back, wearing the Sword of the Stars on his waist. He wore a Valyrian steel helmet. His face could not be seen clearly, but the voice came out from under the armor, and it was calm without much disturbance.
.
"I've heard of both of you a long time ago, but I didn't expect that our first meeting would be like this."
Although Viserys's words sounded sarcastic, there was no such meaning in his tone. Instead, he seemed very calm.
He had indeed admired the names of the two people for a long time, but he never expected to meet them in such identities and under such circumstances.
"Introduce yourself."
Then, before the two of them could speak, Viserys untied the belt of his dragon-riding equipment.
Then he stood up from the dragon's back, his silver armor shining in the sun. This was definitely what countless knights dreamed of.
"My name is Viserys Targaryen."
Then the young dragon knight easily jumped off the dragon's back and landed heavily on the ground.
boom
With this as the center, layers of dust flew around, and the people among them slowly stood up.
He glanced at the two people in front of him, and then said in a calm voice.