Then the surviving coalition soldiers whispered to each other, and he imagined something even better.
"impossible."
"If you kill the Night King, all these wights will die."
However, as soon as his words came out, someone objected.
Some of them have seen the death of a White Walker. When a White Walker dies, all the corpses he transforms into will fall apart. The Night King has created all White Walkers, who are the lifeblood of the entire Army of the Dead.
But no matter what, in the final analysis, the Army of the Dead retreated again, and all the soldiers and nobles of the coalition saved their lives.
They watched helplessly as an endless line of corpses passed in front of them, slowly walking towards the north, until their figures gradually disappeared from sight.
"Great, we finally survived."
Some people couldn't help crying with joy and hugged each other, while others simply lay down in the snow and began to fall asleep.
"Get the maester over here quickly!"
King Robert Baratheon, who had an arrow in his right chest, was also placed on the ground, and his blood dyed the white snow red.
The bachelors who accompanied the army were quickly found and were seizing the opportunity to save the king's life.
The king was hit by an arrow and fell into a coma. Now the coalition army was leaderless. Apart from the king, there was no important and capable nobleman in the army to take over the position of commander.
Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell, Stannis, Duke of Dragonstone, and others did not appear here.
"My lords, I am incompetent"
Edmure Tully, the heir of Riverrun, seemed a little eager to give it a try, but when he stood up wearing clean armor and holding on to the hilt of his sword, he was met with silent ridicule by the nobles and shook their heads.
"Edmure!"
Edmure's biological uncle, Brynden Tully, the Bloodgate Knight 'Blackfish' who was wearing Vale armor, didn't want to see his nephew being laughed at by the nobles present, so he interrupted him rudely.
The young heir of Riverrun looked at his uncle and was slightly stunned. It seemed that he had not noticed the smiles on everyone's faces.
Then Brynden slightly raised his forehead and said helplessly.
"Sit down."
Although Edmure is the heir of the Tully family and the future Lord of Riverrun, his father is still alive and he is not the Lord of the Riverlands, so everyone still treats him as an incompetent little boy.
What's more, Edmure's performance in this war is obvious to all. Not only did he not interpret the Tully family's motto of "Family, Responsibility, Honor", but he also discredited the Tully family. Now he is speaking out in front of many famous generals from the Seven Kingdoms.
The self-recommendation of commander-in-chief only serves to increase the laughing stock.
"I propose that Lord Barristan Selmy temporarily act as commander-in-chief of the entire army."
Later, Lord Yon Royce of Runestone City, who represented the army in the valley, proposed that the Captain of the Kingsguard serve as temporary commander-in-chief.
Ser Barristan Selmy has no problems with his ability, identity, or moral character, and is more suitable for the position of temporary commander-in-chief of the entire army.
What's more important is that the white-robed knights are only loyal to the king and are not involved in the interest disputes of the other nobles of the seven countries. In this case, they are more able to convince and unite everyone.
Sure enough, Count Yohn Royce's proposal was not opposed by the nobles present. Everyone looked at each other, then nodded and agreed to the matter.
"Can."
"Agree."
"I agree."
And Barristan Selmy did not decline or refuse. He took on the important task and temporarily took over the position of commander-in-chief of His Majesty the King.
"Thank you for your trust, sir."
Then the gray-haired Captain of the Kingsguard led the defeated coalition forces and His Majesty the King, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and was about to withdraw to the warm south.
At this moment, snow suddenly fell from behind the coalition forces.
Lord Tywin Lannister, holding the golden lion banner high, finally arrived with his army at this time.
And on the other side of the Green Fork River, far away from the battlefield in the rear.
The place where the king of the dead army and the human king fought, the ground was repeatedly burned by dragon flames and became scorched black.
The Night King's figure gradually faded away, and the dragon knight in silver armor finally couldn't hold on anymore and knelt down on the ground again.
Click
The bright armor made a sound, reflecting the early morning sunlight.
After a night of fierce fighting, the haze in the sky dissipated, and as if the clouds cleared and the sun finally appeared, the bright sunshine finally shone on the earth again.
Viserys was exhausted. After kneeling on the ground, he simply threw aside the magic weapon Dusk in his hand and lay down directly on the charred earth covered with a layer of snowflakes, forming a large font.
And his partner, the black dragon Balerion, also fell from the sky and did not go to pursue the Night King.
boom
The dragon fell heavily to the ground, stirring up dust. Its slender neck stretched slightly, and its ferocious dragon head arched Viserys on the ground.
Realizing that his partner was not dead yet, he raised his hand and made a gesture to tell him to "get lost". He immediately raised his neck and let out a long roar.
There is a unique telepathy between the dragon and his dragon knight, and Balerion certainly knows that Viserys is not dead yet, just a little exhausted.
And at this time.
A figure in the distance was walking slowly towards Viserys.
Wow...
The visitor was wearing a red dress and copper-colored hair that was blowing in the wind, and the clothes were making a sound along with the smoke and stench of the battlefield.
Balerion sensed someone approaching, turned his head slightly and let out a low warning sound.
But when he saw the person coming, his huge head slowly stood up, and a pair of scarlet eyes locked on the red witch below. He did not prevent the other person from approaching Viserys, but directly let him come.
The dragon also has a unique sense of empathy for humans. He realized that Melisandre had no ill intentions towards Viserys and was considered one of his own, so there was no embarrassment.
The red-robed witch, who was walking slowly, also raised her head and looked at the huge creature lying on the ground.
The dragon's body exuded an astonishing temperature. When Balerion fell to the ground, the surrounding snow began to melt and turned into snow water.
Melisandre saw that the dragon had no intention of stopping her, and knew that the other party understood human nature, so she bowed slightly and saluted, and then walked slowly towards Viserys.
Wow
The silver-armored dragon knight, who was lying on the ground without any image, pretending to be dead, also got up from the ground at this moment.
"Pooh."
He spit out the scorched earth and snowflakes that Balerion had just dropped and splashed into his mouth.
"His Majesty."
Melisandre arrives at Viserys' side.
She glanced at the Divine Weapon Dusk that was thrown to the ground, then her beautiful eyes fell on Viserys again, and she spoke softly.
"You single-handedly defeated the Night King and saved countless lives."
Then the red-robed witch looked towards the distance where the Night King left.
"The cold god has retreated this time, winter has passed, and long summer is coming."
"I'm afraid there won't be a resurgence south of the Neck for at least five years."