This is a mysterious country located in the dense forests of northern Essos. The name of the mysterious race that lives here is called Ivervelon. They mean forest walkers in Dothraki.
The biting cold wind shrouded the black woods adjacent to Fang Bay, and the heavy white snow made it difficult to see the way forward. Every time I took a step forward, my ankles would sink deeply into the wind and snow.
rustle…
However, in this wind and snow, several short wooden figures wearing leaf clothes supported each other and were moving forward with difficulty.
Some of them were injured and were swarmed and bitten madly by those terrifying monsters, but they finally managed to find a way out and escaped.
However, the monsters did not let them go, and were still chasing after them, and the wooden people did not give up on their companions. Even though the injured companion's face was pale and crumbling like a candle in the wind, they still kept each other in contact.
Support and keep moving forward.
At this moment, there were dense footsteps and roars coming from behind them. Hearing these sounds, the fleeing forest walkers trembled slightly, especially the seriously injured Ivervelon man.
He spoke in a desperate voice.
"We're dead."
"Leave me alone, you run away first!"
He resolutely let go of his hands, wanting to let his two companions go first while he stayed behind.
"elder brother!"
The faces of the remaining two wooden figures also showed despair. The three brothers and sisters supported each other and had escaped for hundreds of miles, but they did not expect that they still could not escape the attack of these pale monsters with blue eyes.
"We are here with you!"
The remaining two Ivervelons are a boy and a girl. The three of them are the injured brother, the second brother's sister, and the youngest brother.
The Ifverlons have short statures and have bark-like scales on their bodies. They are somewhat similar to the Children of the Forest, but they are not exactly the same.
They are like distant relatives. They do not have as long a lifespan as the Children of the Forest, but they have reproductive abilities that far exceed those of the Children of the Forest. Both of them also have the ability to master magic.
The eldest brother decided to stay and die, and the remaining two siblings did not want to run away, but wanted to stay and die with him.
"you"
The Ivervelon man who was a few years older and injured began to change his expression, and wanted to scold his younger brothers and sisters to run away, but then he thought about it and felt relieved.
They have been escaping for so long with the help of the forest mother, but they still haven't gotten rid of these blue-eyed demons. Now they are about to escape from the forest, and it is even more impossible to get rid of them. Their younger brothers and sisters will die sooner or later, but they will still be the same.
ending.
The wooden people relied on the forest and magic to deal with the White Walkers for several months, unwilling to give up their hometown. However, when they turned their attention to the outside world, they found that the situation was even more chaotic.
All the human kingdoms surrounding the forest have fallen. They are the last hope in the fallen area of the White Walkers, and they have not been able to wait for reinforcements. Therefore, King Ifveron, the leader of the wooden people, who insisted on resisting, also decided to abandon his homeland.
Lead the tribesmen to break out.:.
But unexpectedly, their breakthrough was met with an ambush by the White Walkers. These things, like vicious dogs, couldn't wait to pounce upon the smell, but they unexpectedly surrounded the last home of the Ifverlon people!
As a result, thousands of wooden people were killed and fell apart, and most of the tribesmen were submerged in the ocean of blue-eyed demons. It was under this situation that the three brothers and sisters were lucky enough to fight their way out and escape.
"Hoo"
In the darkness, there were noisy footsteps and horrifying roars. They couldn't see clearly how many dead people were rushing towards them. They could only hear the footsteps getting closer and closer and the countdown to death continued.
Ring.
"The kingdoms of Ifverlon have fallen."
"Let's just die together."
The three last Ivervelon men clenched the wooden carvings in their hands, preparing to fight to the death.
However, at this moment, the rumble of iron hoofbeats suddenly came from the distance.
Rumble
The earth was trembling slightly, and the thick snow on the ground could not help but beat. Along with the rumbling of iron hooves, there was a sharp and high roar.
"Ho ho ho~"
The three brothers and sisters, who were curled up in a ball and hugging each other, preparing to die calmly, heard the sudden sound, and they all opened their eyes instantly.
"What is this sound?"
A few days after the long night fell, Iban Island was the first to be attacked, and the Kingdom of Ivervelon, not far from Iban, was the first to know the news. Therefore, they sent envoys to the human kingdom and many city-states long ago to lobby.
I hope to find reinforcements to help.
However, there was no news for several months after the envoy arrived. Under the long night, population movement was frozen, and information transmission became extremely difficult. Therefore, the wooden people trapped in the forest knew nothing about the outside world, and even had no idea about the outside world.
I didn’t know that from humans to the Valyrian Empire, many kingdoms, city-states, and tribes had formed the highest-level alliance to jointly resist the invasion of the White Walkers.
Then the three brothers and sisters had just opened their eyes. Before they could see clearly in the darkness which side the reinforcements were arriving, they heard the rumble of horse hooves getting closer and closer, and the light of distant torches illuminated the entire area.
Sky!
"Woooooo~"
The Dothraki cavalry held the arakh scimitars in their hands, and the continuous howling from their mouths instantly invaded the entire wilderness like a raging fire.
The galloping horses' hooves hit the ground hard, mud and snowflakes flew up, and the scimitars in the hands of the knights were raised high and then dropped fiercely.
Puff puff
They quickly dismembered the blue-eyed demons into corpses all over the ground, and then burned them all to death with torches while howling.
The Dothraki cavalry arrived so quickly that the three wooden brothers and sisters were stunned on the spot without reacting, and then the battle ended.
There were not many ghouls coming to chase them, and the number of Dothraki cavalry was far greater than these ghouls. In addition, the long night had fallen for half a year, and the grassland knights on the front line had already been fighting.
He figured out the weakness of the ghouls, so the battle became extremely smooth, with slashing and burning done in one go.
"who are you?"
The three wooden brothers and sisters huddled in a group and looked at the cavalry who surrounded them in horror. The leader was a horse king whose upper body was naked, showing his coiled muscles, long braids, and a mask on his face.
His eyes were glowing with scarlet, and he sat on the horse and looked quietly at the three wooden brothers and sisters below.
Then suddenly he reached out his hand. To provide you with the fastest update of Game of Thrones: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon, Chapter 820: Frontline for free reading.:.