The giant dragon hovered in the sky, spitting out flames from time to time, causing a large number of corpses to be submerged in the sea of fire.
Rumble
The ice frozen by the Night King melted again under the surging dragon flames. Many zombies who rushed up lost their feet and fell into the water and were washed away by the rushing river, or were shot directly through the neck by flaming arrows.
, and then fell to the ground.
Bang
Another sharp arrow was very powerful and penetrated directly into the head of a ghoul. The tip of the arrow penetrated through the eye socket and came out from the back of the head. The kerosene on the arrow was burning the body of the ghoul.
The ghoul, who was wearing the armor of a Reach soldier, let out a sharp howl and fell to the ice. He then tried to struggle to get up, but was crushed by the ghouls coming up behind him.
As the commander of the front line, Randyll Tully slowly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, his face a little solemn.
As a commander who had fought against the White Walkers many times, he was keenly aware that the White Walkers came prepared this time, perhaps having learned the lesson from the last retreat.
After all, humans also have a strong supporter here.
Randyll Tully raised his head slightly and looked at the sky. The figure of the black dragon was still walking through the wind and snow, spitting out flames that directly burned the ghouls that rushed to the river to ashes, and also melted the solid core.
ice.
Randyll Tarly is a tough guy who is both rigid and shrewd, and possesses an iron will. He is also known for being straightforward.
His rigidity is reflected in his insistence on certain issues.
For example, the affirmation of the oath and the loyalty to the prince and the king.
For example, he believes that women should stay in the delivery room instead of wielding swords and guns, while men should be brave, fearless, and fight to the death on the battlefield.
Because of this, he was extremely dissatisfied with his eldest son, Samwell Tarly, because Samwell was fat, timid, and extremely lacking in self-confidence. However, he turned a blind eye to Samwell's advantages, such as that he was very smart and loved reading.
Good at thinking etc.
Randyll Tarly's shrewdness is reflected on the battlefield. He is the most famous general in the River Bend, and he is flexible and cunning in his tactics.
He once defeated Robert Baratheon head-on in the Battle of Poplar Ford, which was the only defeat Robert suffered in his life.
He actually didn't like Viserys, even though he had fought for the Targaryen family to the end.
Because in his opinion, he has exhausted his loyalty to the Targaryen family, and now he has surrendered to the Baratheon family along with his lord.
When Viserys returned with his troops, he became an invader in his eyes, and Viserys's vanguard was composed of some aliens and rebels.
But even so, he had to admit that the arrival of Viserys greatly eased the pressure on the coalition forces.
"Roar"
The figure of the giant dragon kept circling, gradually disappearing into the vast wind and snow, and only the roar of the dragon could be heard.
The wind and snow are getting heavier and heavier.
"In the final analysis, we still have to rely on ourselves."
The bald man murmured slightly, then pulled out the broken heart from his waist, then slashed a corpse with his sword and roared angrily.
"Hold your ground!"
And in the center of the coalition forces.
King Robert Baratheon was riding on a majestic black-haired warhorse, holding a war hammer, and quietly watching the battlefield in the distance.
But it has become much quieter here, not as lively as the front line.
Although the center formation is not too far from the front formation, it mainly leaves some space for the soldiers in the front formation to retreat. If they are defeated and flee, they can escape from both sides of the center formation without impacting the formation of the center formation.
The formation of the marching battle is very important. The battlefield cannot expand without limit. It is of no use if all the soldiers pile up on the river bank, and it will cause a chain reaction.
"Ed"
The beard on his chin was slightly fluttering in the wind, and at this moment, Robert, who was staring at the distant battlefield with his eyes, suddenly spoke.
However, no response was received.
"Ed?"
Then Robert Baratheon turned his head to look to his side, and then turned his head to look to the other side.
The surrounding soldiers and nobles all showed strange looks and whispered. Roose Bolton, Earl of the Dreadfort, was assigned to the center formation. He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at his king. He didn't know what he was thinking.
.
Barristan Selmy, Captain of the Kingsguard, Merlin Tran, Mandon Moore and others who were following Robert looked at each other a little bit.
They all know that His Majesty the King is nervous.
"Shit!"
And it was only then that Robert remembered that Ed was no longer by his side, but had already led the cavalry of the Seven Kingdoms to the front line.
Robert cursed in a low voice and tightened his grip on the warhammer in his hand.
He suddenly felt a chill, and it turned out that his palms had started to sweat a lot.
In the tactics of defending against the river, the cavalry played a small role, and the cavalry had no way to jump into the water to fight.
Therefore, the Dothraki bloodrider Kago led all the cavalry across the Green Fork River to the other side of the river, not knowing what he wanted to do.
"Prepare!"
"put!"
Then, following an order from the commander of the siege weapon position, the giant crossbow and trebuchet roared again.
Boom boom boom
Boulders burning with flames passed over the heads of the soldiers in the front line, trailing billowing black smoke behind them, and then fell into the Green Fork River.
Along with the surging dragon flames, the fire light almost illuminated the entire sky, making even the dark night as bright as day.
At this time, one of the coalition's trump cards, ships filled with wildfire, was also dispatched.
These ships are civilian ships or commercial ships temporarily requisitioned on the Green Fork River.
Considering in advance that the war might be lost, the human coalition reenacted the preparations made before the Battle of Winterfell.
The surrounding residents have already been evacuated, allowing them to flee to the west or the valley, or even further away.
Naturally, these ownerless ships were easily requisitioned.
At the helm of these wildfire-laden ships are Euron Greyjoy and his Ironborn.
This is a very dangerous task. If you are not careful, the ship and the people will live and die. However, Euron did not hesitate to take it.
Because in his view, this is an opportunity to gain wealth and wealth in danger, Euron's genes are born with madness that is different from ordinary people.
Although Euron is crazy, he is not a fool, and he will definitely not do anything to risk his death.
Now, Euron has one foot on the bow of the ship, a black eyepatch on his cheek, and one eye looking at the war-torn battlefield in the distance.
He was carefully directing the wooden boat loaded with wildfire to approach the battlefield ahead.