Chapter 337 Coalition Defeated

A coalition of humans was defeated in the attack on the White Walkers.

When the Night King pulled out the frozen sword, countless warriors who died heroically got up again and joined the army of ghouls. The result of all this was already doomed.

The power of human beings is sometimes infinite, but at other times it is so insignificant.

Faced with an irresistible force, no matter how hard you try, you can't change the fact that the building collapsed.

The coalition's front began to crumble, gradually becoming fragmented, and then implicated in an avalanche of other remaining troops, eventually triggering a total rout.

"run!"

"Run!"

Some people dropped their weapons and fled first, and others followed suit.

And the supervising team could not stop so many soldiers from fleeing, and they were rushed to pieces in an instant, and they were even trampled to death under their feet.

People fled to the rear in panic, and some nobles from the Seven Kingdoms ran faster than the soldiers.

They had already discovered that something was wrong, and they climbed on their horses and left their troops to escape alone.

And the commanders who still wanted to resist stubbornly couldn't change the current status quo no matter how much they shouted.

"It's too dangerous here!"

"Lord Tully! Get out of here first!"

Half of his ear was bitten off, and Randall Tully, who had half of his cheek dripping with blood, was also supported by his own soldiers on his warhorse.

The elite Horn Hill soldiers were the best performing unit in the entire war, and they were tenacious and stubbornly resisting.

Like a reef in the sea, it stood at the forefront of the front line, allowing the waves to beat from all directions, attracting a large number of ghouls to attack.

However, even such an elite teacher is ultimately unable to support himself and is facing collapse.

The wind and snow on the battlefield became more and more intense, and it was hard for people to open their eyes. The defeat of the human coalition forces was an unchangeable fact, and even with the help of reinforcements at this time, the battle situation could not be changed.

"Lord Stannis!"

As one of the highest-ranked people in this war, Stannis has been on the battlefield all the time, and now he has been helped to evacuate first.

The man with sparse hair on the top of his head sat on the battle horse. He was also covered in blood, the black cloak behind him was torn and tattered, and the saber around his waist had been cut and curled.

Stannis finally turned his head and glanced at the small number of Dragonstone soldiers, and there were soldiers fleeing around him.

The situation is now uncontrollable and irreversible.

Even though Stannis was unwilling, he could only flee with the soldiers.

Then he took a deep breath, held the reins with one hand, and put his legs on the horse's belly.

"Walk!"

Then Stannis led several personal guards and fled the battlefield on fast horses.

"Run!"

"Run!"

On the ground, everyone is running away, and now it has presented a completely one-sided situation.

The ghouls are chasing, the humans are fleeing.

wow-

And above the sky.

A pitch-black crow fluttered its wings and swept across the sky above the battlefield against the violent snowstorm.

The crow flapped its wings and flew against the wind and snow, and tilted its small black head. A pair of scarlet eyes seemed to be overlooking the battlefield below.

Humanity is defeated.

It sees it all.

"Help!"

"help me!"

In the white snowstorm, countless fleeing soldiers cried out for help.

It was like a purgatory on earth.

The collapse of the entire front line is a snowball disaster. Running at the back is equivalent to waiting for death. The people in the front run slowly, and the people behind cannot escape even if they are in a hurry.

At the same time, I don't know how many people accidentally fell down, and then no one bent down to help them, stepped on it one by one, never got up again, and was trampled into flesh mud.

Now that the coalition forces are completely defeated, everyone is panicking, everyone wants to live, and they all know that the ghouls are chasing them.

If he stopped to help his companions, wouldn't he have delayed his escape time.

This race is not a race against time, but against others of the same kind around you, and the price of failure is death.

The crow saw the defeat of the human coalition, but there was no wave in the small scarlet eyes, no disappointment, no joy.

After all, he is just a crow, without the emotions that a human should have.

And on the ground below.

The crow fluttered across the sky quickly, the ground was full of noise and chaos, all humans were running away, and the dark side of human nature was exposed at this time.

Some slashed and slashed their companions in order to escape, while others stabbed others in the thigh, using them as bait to slow the ghouls' advance.

In such a chaotic situation at the moment, how can anyone care about looking at the sky, and the ghouls don't even have a brain and don't care about the surrounding things.

But on the outskirts of the battlefield, the Night King was riding on his skeleton horse, his empty eye sockets burning with fire.

He calmly surveyed the battlefield in front of him, and the defeat of the coalition forces did not change the expression on his face. In his opinion, these are all things that should be taken for granted.

And at this time.

When the crow's wings broke through the wind and snow and swept across the battlefield, the Night King suddenly raised his head as if he had noticed something.

A pair of burning eyes stared at the dark crow.

For the first time there was a noticeable change in the expression on his face, like anger, or disgust, or both.

Immediately, a screeching sound came out of his mouth.

And that crow also seemed to sense the coming of the catastrophe, and hurriedly flapped its wings to raise its height and flew towards a higher place.

But it was too late.

An ice pimple condensed from the Night King's hand came out of his hand and flew straight to the sky, making a sharp sound that quickly magnified in the black crow's eyes.

huh~

Immediately, a tyrannical spirit body left the crow's body before the ice lump hit it.

It took only a second for the crow to return to normal, and then his head was shattered by a sudden ice lump.

Snapped--

The little head turned into a cloud of blood in the air, and then the corpse fell to the ground.

And the Night King was still riding on the skeleton horse without moving a single step from beginning to end.

But this time, he stared at the crow's corpse on the ground with bright eyes, and some faces were sinking like water.

At the same time, however.

The distant battlefield suddenly burst into flames.

This is the last resort of the human coalition. If it is defeated and set on fire, it will ensure the retreat of the army.

Subsequently.

After the collapse of the Great Wall, the human coalition fled all the way to Winterfell, surrendering the vast expanse of land in the middle to the Legion of the Dead.

And the White Walkers didn't seem to be in a hurry to continue their pursuit.

On the contrary, after occupying the Great Wall, he began to gather the army and searched the places outside the Great Wall.

Looks like something else caught the White Walkers' attention.