After successfully hunting down a corpse ice dragon, and adding the ice dragon's dragon knight, humanity's meticulous preparations for this war have yielded significant results.
However, despite these glorious results, it does not mean that this war has been won or that victory is guaranteed.
Because Bessie’s original goal was to attract the Night King and his ice dragon, which was bigger than Balerion, the Black Death.
"The number of enemies is too great. They will never tire, never stop, and are unaware. It is absolutely impossible to defeat them in a head-on confrontation, and it is impossible to defend them to the death."
A plan was made in Qohor's pre-war meeting. The Night King is the core of the Army of the Dead. It goes without saying that everyone knows this.
Therefore, if you want to win this war, you must ultimately kill the Night King. If you kill the Night King, the army of the dead he created will disappear.
But how to kill the Night King has become a problem faced by the human coalition. It would be best if we could lure him out.
However, the reality is that although the Night King has an ice dragon larger than Balerion as a mount, he is still very careful. According to all the information currently compiled, the known records of humans witnessing the Night King's appearance do not even exceed ten Second-rate.
You must know that humans have fought against the White Walkers twice in just ten years. The latest war has lasted for almost a year and a half, but the Night King has not appeared in front of humans more than ten times, and even Also included were the attack on Iban Island, etc.
Therefore, it can be said that the Night King is very cautious. He hides himself carefully and never shows up easily, let alone exposes his flaws and is caught by humans.
Although Bessie hoped to use this trap to lure out the White Walker's SS Night King, and then shoot him to death with thousands of arrows from the dragon crystal crossbow.
Of course, there is nothing to be discouraged if you don't succeed in the end. After all, successfully hunting an ice dragon is also a brilliant achievement.
Afterwards, the war on the front line continued. The rolling tide of corpses was neither afraid nor angered by the sacrifice of an ice dragon and a white ghost. They continued to attack the human city wall at their own pace.
Although humans have very sufficient reserves of combat supplies, they are still unable to persevere in the face of attacks that are as constant as the rising tide of the sea, and each wave is higher than the last. After all, humans are not machines, and they cannot be twenty forever. Stay tight for four hours.
The surging corpses finally braved the dense rain of arrows and used the 'human ladder' like a mad dog to pile their flesh and blood into a 'hillside', leading straight to the top of the city wall.
The corpses rushed to the top of the city, and the coalition soldiers who had been prepared for a long time finally began to engage in hand-to-hand combat with these enemies.
"kill!"
"Drive them down the city!"
Brienne Tarth, the Countess of Dusk Advent Hall, let out a roar and pulled out the long sword at her waist. Then her long sword suddenly burst into flames without any warning.
And this tall female knight with an ugly face did not panic when faced with this sudden situation, because right behind the soldiers there were a large number of red-robed monks wearing red robes who believed in R'hllor. These were from the red-robed warriors. The handiwork of the monks.
The local belief in the Black Goat God in Qohor was driven away, and the followers of R'hllor controlled the city-state. Therefore, there are naturally a lot of R'hllor believers in the city of Qohor, and there are also more and more red-robed monks.
These red-robed monks played a vital role in this war. They chanted incantations together and added flames to the weapons of the coalition soldiers.
Because of this, the long sword in her hand suddenly burst into flames. Brienne of Tarth did not panic at all, because she knew it was the help of her companions. Instead, she held the long sword burning with blazing flames and waved it like a hot wheel.
Generally speaking, he rushed towards the corpse rushing towards the city.
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The Countess of the Twilight Hall has a great fighting style, even more ferocious than the men.
She was wearing imperial-style black and red armor, with light yellow hair that was like withered grass fluttering. She was holding a flaming sword and rushed to the front, slashing left and right.
"Go to hell!"
Immediately, a few zombies who ran fast and rushed to the top of Qohor City were chopped down to the ground. The flames burned their remains, and finally stopped the crazy commotion and became quiet.
"withstand!"
"Drive them off!"
The scene of Brienne of Tarth taking the lead and fighting bravely was seen by many soldiers led by her, and their morale suddenly rose rapidly.
He even drove off all the ghouls who climbed to the top of Qohor City on human ladders in one go.
However, it is a pity that the good times did not last long. This kind of behavior of relying on commanders to fight bravely to motivate soldiers is like injecting chicken blood. Although the chicken blood is effective on the spot, the effect comes and goes quickly.
The defense line of the human coalition was repeatedly tested by ghouls. In the end, the bloody reality prevailed. After gradually calming down, there was boundless fear.
On the other hand, Robb was in the same situation. The young general from the north originally traveled far away because of a broken love, and was determined to build some meritorious deeds before returning home. However, he never expected that the White Walkers would be so difficult to bite.
"Hoo"
A wight suddenly pounced on him from behind, and Robb was fighting head-on, cutting down a wight, and he didn't even expect that a wight also pounced on him from behind.
But fortunately, although his swordsmanship is not as good as that of his illegitimate brother Jon Snow, it is still equally good.
"Shit!"
In a critical situation, Robb rolled on the spot to avoid the wight's flying attack.
Boom
The opponent, on the other hand, bumped into a basin of kerosene on the wall on the side of the city. He managed to avoid being knocked over, and then rushed towards Robb again.
Although the northern boy deliberately grew a beard, he was still essentially a young man. He had just been so frightened that his hands were a little weak.
Seeing the opponent rushing towards him again, Robb gritted his teeth and raised the flaming sword in his hand and pierced the opponent's chest.
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Then Robb's eyes fell on Keluo, who had just been hit by the White Walkers but was not knocked down not far away, and then in a hurry, he ran over there with the long sword in his hand.
Robb threw away the long sword in his hand, pushed hard with both hands, and poured the pot of fire oil along the city wall.
Now the sky in Qohor has been illuminated by the soaring firelight, and everywhere is filled with smoke and gunpowder smoke, making people choke and unable to breathe.
In order to resist the attack of the White Walkers, humans have prepared a large number of fire attack tactics, which also came in handy at this time.
A pot of fire oil was poured down, and the flames burned brightly. The White Walker attack on the section of the city wall that Robb was responsible for was temporarily stopped.
Then Robb Stark stood on the spot and looked around. Except for the section he was responsible for defending, the rest of the area he looked at was already riddled with holes. No wonder a ghoul had just attacked from behind.
Come up.
"Sir, retreat!"
An imperial soldier under Robb's command spoke in a hurried voice.
The beard on Robb's lips trembled slightly, then he took off the black leather gloves on his hands and threw them to the ground.
"withdraw!"
He was a little angry at his teammates for not living up to expectations, but there was nothing he could do about it at the moment.