Chapter 390: Plan Failed

The coalition soldiers who had fled far ahead were panicked and didn't know what disaster had happened.

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The high-level nobles of the Seven Kingdoms restrained their war horses, looked behind them nervously, and then whispered to each other.

King Robert's round body was sitting on his warhorse, his armor was almost stretched by his belly, and he was carrying his warhammer in one hand. The guards of the Red Keep protected him on both sides, as well as the Kingsman Iron Guard Manden Mu. Sir Marin Tran.

"Call-"

Then King Robert restrained the warhorse under his crotch and turned his head to look into the distance. His fat face was full of frost and fatigue, and his black beard fluttered slightly in the wind.

The losing streak for more than half a year has also put him under enormous psychological pressure, and his voice is low and vaguely expecting.

"Did you blow him up?"

And the sound of the sudden explosion spread farther away, and even the green fire and billowing waves generated by the explosion shot straight into the sky, tearing the dark clouds overhead, forming a green mushroom cloud that illuminated everyone's cheeks.

There are fears, surprises, indifference, and expectations in these cheeks, and pictures of all beings appear among all the people in the coalition.

On the other hand, Tywin Lannister's face did not show any joy, and the Duke of Casterly Rock looked indifferent, his palm tightly holding the reins.

But under the observation of Steve Lannister, it seemed that he could vaguely feel his cousin's complex emotions, such as relief and guilt. The two were intertwined, and it was difficult to tell which emotion took over upper hand.

Not long ago, it was Ser Stavor and several Lannister knights who personally carried out the cousin's order. They chained Tyrion to the cellar wall, hoping that this strange Lannister shame. Died in the hands of the White Walkers, and at the same time earning some 'heroic fighting' titles, making the best use of everything.

And Tai Wen watched the mushroom cloud that exploded and was silent for a long time, and then finally withdrew his eyes, the expression on his face still did not show happiness or anger, and then he put his legs on the horse's stomach and said calmly.

"Walk."

Hearing his cousin's words, Stefan hurriedly urged the warhorse and the soldiers of the Lannister family to retreat along the causeway to the distance.

Whether it killed the Night King or not, the coalition forces do not know now.

However, no one wants to go back under such circumstances, and the coalition has invested a lot of wildfires for this war.

This is a flammable liquid that can burn for a long time. It is made by the alchemist guild. The power of each can is amazing.

No matter what kind of object is ignited by a wildfire, it will burn out. It can penetrate clothes, wood, leather and even steel, and it can set it on fire.

Even this eerie green liquid floating on the water can burn.

Viserys' father, "Mad King" Aerys II, used to burn people with wildfire.

And because of the unique characteristics of wildfires, they will not be extinguished for a long time after the explosion, especially when the coalition forces have done their best to make such a terrifying explosion, ordinary people simply cannot get close to the core of the explosion.

Maybe it was melted before it got close, and there is no way to know the life and death of the Night King.

Therefore, when the plan is completed, it has been determined, and no matter what the result is, there is no need to look back.

The coalition retreated to the base camp of the Twins.

Coalition forces detonated a large number of wildfires stored under the causeway and fled.

And at the very center of the wildfire explosion, the green fire that soared into the sky turned into a mushroom cloud, and then gradually dissipated.

Taking the center of the explosion at the foot of the Night King as the dot, several kilometers in a radius have been razed to the ground, and the only passage between the north and the south, the King's Road, was bombed to pieces and completely destroyed.

The traditional animals and plants growing in the neck, the lizards and lions, the poisonous snakes, the dense forests soaked in the silt all the year round, the mushrooms that hang like a curtain between the branches and so on have all turned into fly ash.

As far as the eye can see, a faint green flame is burning everywhere, making a crackling sound, and it seems to have turned into a terrifying purgatory on earth.

And there are tens of thousands or more of the army of ghouls that followed the Night King and were annihilated in the instant of the explosion.

And many more were ignited by the flying wildfires, fell to the ground in a frantic howl, and were burned to ashes. These ghouls are permanently dead, and they will never be able to get up again. become part of the earth's nutrients.

Yet at this time, in the very heart of the wildfire explosion.

ka ka ka-

A strange sound of ice cracking spread from the center of the explosion, and it quickly expanded. The white snow still echoed with the green flames.

The coalition's battle plan failed.

A large number of wildfires were gathered underground and detonated without directly blasting the Night King to the sky. Although the bodies of the White Walkers were torn apart by the shock wave of the explosion, the ordinary fire could not burn their souls, so they soon burned in the wind and snow. Restored under strength.

A large number of ghouls were blown to ashes, but ghouls are the most indispensable thing for the army of the dead, so the footsteps of the White Walkers were only slightly blocked, and then continued to set foot on the southward road. journey.

The cold covered the entire neck, and the army of ghouls was walking on the ground in the so-called natural danger.

The Night King doesn't see humans as enemies, his biggest enemy is the warm wind blowing from the south.

The blood of the King of the North seems to contain some ancient and mysterious unknown power, they belong to 'cold' and belong to 'wind and snow'.

The Night King has revived the Kings of the North of the Stark family. With their help, the Night King's mastery of cold power seems to have become more consummate.

In the confrontation between 'red' and 'blue' that mortals cannot reach, the blue light gradually squeezes the red light.

And reflected in the reality that mortals can see with the naked eye, the cold wind of winter is constantly blowing in the south, swept along with the footsteps of the Night King.

"Humanity has failed miserably."

Marquis Old Frey was leaning on a cane in his hand. The years had made him grind his hair, lose his teeth, and loose his skin, but his approaching ninety-year-old age still brought him an experience that was unattainable for ordinary people.

His voice was harsh but still loud, he looked full of energy, and even often boasted that he was as strong as a cow, still able to do sexual intercourse and produce offspring.

"How many years has the Green Fork not frozen? Huh?"

"The last cold winter didn't freeze, it was before that 'wrong spring'."

Old Marquis Walder Frey laughed, as if not worried about the current predicament.

In 'The False Spring', Rhaegar robbed Lyanna and sparked a war that ended in the loss of the Targaryen throne.