Chapter 333 The White Walkers Siege

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Ed reacted quickly, and the man with long dark brown hair suddenly pushed Robert who was beside him.

He never thought that the first target the Night King wanted to kill was himself, not the human king beside him.

But Ed didn't push Robert away and stood there foolishly waiting to die, he himself threw himself to the ground.

boom--

However, as soon as Ed hit the ground, his cheek touched the cold snow, and he heard a loud noise from behind.

The short spear thrown by the Night King directly overturned the snow shed just above the two of them just like a cruise missile, blasted it directly into the sky, and then fell freely behind the Great Wall.

"Fuck!"

On the other hand, King Robert was pushed away by his good brother. He was also a little frightened when he was lying on the ground. His eyes widened like a pair of copper bells, and he gnawed a lot of snow in his mouth.

"Seven layers of hell! This...this is so-"

Robert was stunned for a while, and he didn't even know what to say. He watched as the snow shed just above his head was blasted into the air, and then fell again.

On the other side, the captain of the Kingsguard, Barristan Selmy, who was standing not far away, was guarding the crane.

He needs to ensure that His Majesty can leave the top of the Great Wall smoothly, and at the same time, he will not overhear the conversation between His Majesty and Duke Eddard.

However, the sudden change made the white-haired old knight startled. Is this a ballista shot?

"His Majesty!"

Then Ser Barristan hurried over, trying to lift his loyal king from the ground.

"What the hell is this monster!"

Then, before he could help him, he heard His Majesty the King cursed in a shocking voice.

Hearing that the king was still swearing so vigorously on the ground, Barristan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the big black fat man got up from the ground and patted the snow on his body.

The short spear missed, he was unscathed, and naturally he didn't need help from others.

But even so, Robert was still a little frightened, which almost shattered his three views.

His Majesty the King is very bold, and he even made a bold statement just now that he wants to kill this shit Night King with a hammer.

However, at that time he never thought that the leader of the White Walkers could be so outrageous

Is this a fucking monster that humans can deal with?

Throwing a spear with bare hands is like a ballista, and he even suspects that it is more powerful than a ballista.

"He... wants to kill me?"

And Eddard Stark, who had just rescued the king, was still lying in the snow and did not get up at the moment. He was also a little frightened, and at the same time, such an idea suddenly flashed in his mind for some reason.

However, with his chest heaving and panting heavily, he lay down in the snow and thought for a moment.

"It should just be... thrown crooked?"

Then the Duke of Winterfell shook his head to drive away the random thoughts in his mind, and then got up from the ground.

And below.

The Night King with the frozen crown on his head raised his head and saw that he had just shot and failed to kill the 'Icefield Running Wolf' that disgusted him. His frown slightly loosened, but he didn't say anything more.

For him, mortals are already like ants.

Unless these human ancestors are resurrected and use magic to block their progress, it is impossible for these people to stop the cold from swallowing the whole world.

The Night King didn't care that he didn't kill the Stark, and then his eyes, which were burning with icy flames, withdrew his gaze and fell back into the gap of the collapsed Great Wall.

Originally, the Great Wall would be the most powerful obstacle blocking his footsteps. He had been waiting for a suitable opportunity, but he did not expect to collapse because of the infighting of humans.

Then the Night King remained silent, just waved his hand.

"Roar--"

next second.

At the same time, the endless horrific roars of thousands of ghouls uttered a deafening roar, which penetrated the sky, causing the snow on the city walls to tremble slightly.

And the dozen White Walkers who followed behind him also charged forward with the mounts under their crotch, leading the ice spiders and the sea of ​​corpses to the city walls that were temporarily built by humans in an attempt to stop the cold footsteps.

Since the Great Wall has collapsed and the magic barrier has cracked, it will not hinder him, and the human beings in the front are even more vulnerable.

The Night King was no longer ready to drag on, he waved his hand to let these ignorant mortals embrace darkness and death.

But it's clear that these mortals don't want to obey the Night King's orders and die willingly and obediently.

"Everyone!"

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

From the head of the Tully family, Earl Randall Tully suddenly drew his sabre 'Heartbreaker' from his waist.

The Valyrian steel sword reflected light in the faint sunlight.

The bald man has a serious face and a short, hard beard. He is regarded as one of the best commanders in the Seven Kingdoms, with a steely will.

And the motto of the Tully family is also 'the battle to be the first', and the way of bravery will not be forgotten from generation to generation.

Randall Tully shouted orders loudly, covering his body under steel, directing the soldiers to organize defenses, while also dispelling the fears in everyone's heart.

Including himself.

"The White Walkers have nothing to fear!"

"Our King Robert killed one with his own hands not long ago!"

Randall Tully shouted loudly to boost his morale, and at the same time stared at the corpse sea army that burst out with a deafening roar towards the battlements.

Although he said that there was nothing to be afraid of, there was no relaxed expression on his face, but a solemn expression.

He had previously strongly opposed His Majesty the King's sniping of the Legion of the Dead at the Great Wall.

‘If the city wall is intact, it is the best barrier, and once there is a flaw, the enemy will seize the opportunity to attack and eventually lead to the collapse of the whole line. ’

He believed that he should retreat to Winterfell to disperse the enemy's strength. At the same time, he would drive all the people of the north to the south to prevent the army of the dead from being replenished.

A good commander can come up with reasonable countermeasures in the shortest time, no matter what kind of enemy they face.

However, King Robert, who had just shown his confidence, did not take Randyll Tully's advice.

He insisted that the Wall was the best place to stop the White Walkers, and he wanted to fight the White Walkers to the death here.

In fact, Robert's point of view is not wrong. After all, if the White Walkers fail to enter the North, they will bear a huge responsibility. Both of them have their own advantages and disadvantages.

However, the difference between the two is that His Majesty's orders are consistent.

Randall Tully is not Stannis, there is no way to fight with His Majesty the King, and he can only kneel on one knee to obey His Majesty's orders.

He is now in charge of commanding the battle on the city wall.

"Relax! Guys!"

Randall Tully stood on the battlements, heartbroken in hand, and decided to take the lead to boost morale.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Raise your shield!"

wow-

Countless shields were raised.

"Spear formation!"

"Archer! Prepare!"

"Hurry up!"

creak-

There was a sound of bowstrings pulling neatly on the battlements, and all the bows and arrows were stained with kerosene, and then lit on the fire, burning with flames.

"Fire arrows!"

It was followed by an order from Earl Tully.

Countless arrows with burning flames and black smoke flew into the sky, forming a sea of ​​flames, and then fell down together.

"Burn them!"