Chapter 335 Nightmare Comes

After the tenacious will of the human coalition broke out in a short period of time to repel the attack of the army of the dead, after all, the stamina was still insufficient, and the breath was released.

After all, humans are complex animals and cannot be expressed in a simple way.

At the beginning, my blood boiled, I felt that I had honor, responsibility, and belief on my shoulders. I fought for the wife and children of the country behind me, for those who couldn't fight, and for the belief in the seven gods, maintaining the glory of the gods and dispelling the darkness.

However, the reality is cold and cold. After the initial force was gradually washed away by the dripping blood, the painful awakening was ushered in.

The soldiers of the Seven-Nation Allied Forces clenched their guns and sword hilts, sweat oozing from their palms, their breathing gradually became heavier, and their heartbeats were accelerating.

Looking helplessly at the ferocious White Ghosts in front of them, they pounced with their teeth and claws, and even the hair and flesh of the remaining comrades-in-arms remained in the gaps between the teeth.

In the end, an emotional breakdown is inevitable.

"what--"

Some soldiers couldn't stand the psychological pressure and suddenly collapsed, screaming in horror, throwing down their weapons and running back.

However, the outstanding commanders of the seven countries are all gathered here, and naturally, such a situation has long been expected.

The fully armed supervisor team stood up. They were armed to the teeth, and armed with long swords, they directly chopped down those who threw down their weapons and wanted to be deserters.

"The former defectors, die!"

Earl Anders Yronwood shouted aggressively with a blood-stained longsword in his hand.

"Man in Dorne has no fear of war!"

But at this time.

distance.

The Night King with the frozen crown on his head rides on an ordinary skeleton horse.

Other White Walkers who obeyed his orders were riding on ice spiders, or on dead direwolves and white bears.

Some even rode half-rotting mammoths and charged towards the distant human army with heavy footsteps.

However, only he and a few White Walkers rode an ordinary skeleton horse.

Maybe he hasn't waited for a suitable mount yet.

The Night King's eyes were burning with icy blue flames, and he was examining the entire battlefield with calm eyes.

The flames in the eye sockets swayed gently, and there seemed to be no fluctuations.

"Ah-"

Then came the obscure language from his mouth.

Clang——

Then, he drew a crystal-clear long sword from his waist, which reflected colorful lights in the snow.

The ice long sword penetrated the violent wind and snow and pointed straight into the distance, with a harsh sound from his mouth again, as if the ice surface was cracked.

"Roar!"

Received orders from the Night King.

The Legion of the Dead once again let out a deafening roar.

"Ouch!"

Then a sharp howl came out of his mouth, and the more fierce and maddened human soldiers rushed over, trying to tear up all the living things in front of him.

"not good."

"hold onto!"

The pressure on the front of the coalition forces instantly became even greater, the ghouls rushed up desperately, and the human soldiers and the ghouls squeezed each other.

ka ka ka-

The spear was broken by the ghouls swarming up with their hands and teeth.

Even the sword around his waist could not be pulled out and he was thrown directly to the ground. In an instant, the front line even had a precursor to collapse.

"withstand!"

"withstand!"

"Everyone! Don't back off!"

At the same time, the commander of the human coalition also began to shout loudly.

They shouted desperately, hoping to encourage the soldiers to fight.

Resolutely cannot take a step back at this moment, otherwise it will be a disaster.

"Don't go back!"

"Retreat, die!"

And the blood noble of Dorne, Earl Anders Yronwood, held a long sword and led the supervising team still slashing and killing deserters.

Order them to face the enemy instead of abandoning their companions and fleeing.

puff--

Once again, a strong Dornish nobleman slashed a Dornish deserter.

Although they were all Dornishmen, and they had come all the way to the end of the world, Anders had no mercy in chopping down people.

Because he knew that at this critical moment, if he softened his hand and did not deter the soldiers, he might usher in a catastrophic avalanche.

By that time, the battle lines had collapsed, and even he could only climb on horseback and run for his life.

huh~

huh~

Anders' chest heaved, some gasped slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead slipped down.

"Can we win?"

His mind wandered for a moment.

And at this time.

Snapped--

He suddenly felt a tickling in his ankles, as if something grabbed his boots.

"Um?"

The Dorne noble bowed his head slightly with the blood-stained long sword, and then saw the first deserter who was hacked to death by him.

He was already dead.

The bodies were even covered in a thick layer of snow in the blizzard and disappeared.

However, he didn't expect that his face was covered with solidified blood at the moment, and his body actually climbed up from the snowdrift.

His eyes turned blue at some point, blood was flowing from his mouth, and he let out a meaningless howl.

A palm gripped his ankle tightly, his body crawled forward, and a sharp howl came out of his mouth.

Then he raised the dagger he held in his hand before he died, and stabbed it hard against Earl Ellenwood's boot.

"Oops!"

Anders Yronwood's complexion changed suddenly, and he instantly realized that something was wrong!

Then the intense pain swept up in an instant, causing him to even cry out.

"what--"

Blood stained the white snow.

"Tell Lord Jon Umber to lead the reserves to reinforce the Dornishmen!"

The black-brown-haired man looked seriously at the battlefield in front of him.

Then he turned his head and said to the messenger beside him.

There seemed to be a sudden change on the Dorne front, and he seemed to have seen Lord Anders Yronwood fall.

Then Ed hurriedly asked Jon Amber, Earl of Hearth City, who was preparing to reinforce behind him, to stand up.

Although a coalition of the Seven Kingdoms supported the North under the coordination of the King, in the final analysis it was the Northerners who were most anxious to invade the White Walkers.

There are 60,000 coalition forces excluding the northern border, and the northern border family has contributed 30,000 people, almost all of them are dispatched.

All the nobles sent all the soldiers in the territory without hesitation, and at the same time, they continued to forcibly recruit strong men into the army.

Because this is the time of life and death for the North.

"Yes, my lord!"

The messenger heard Eddard Stark's order and naturally knew that the situation was urgent, and hurried down to convey the order.

However, not only the Dorne Front, but also more or less riots occurred on other fronts.

"This…"

"In the end what happened?"

Eddard Stark frowned.

He suddenly felt a sense of unease in his heart, and then he hurriedly mobilized soldiers to continue to fill the hole.