In the snow, the battle continues. The eight guards brought by Su Yuan fought fiercely with the eight strange ghosts under the Night King for dozens of rounds.

In the midst of the ice and snow, there is the Night King by his side. The temperature in the air may already be below minus forty degrees. Under normal circumstances, this kind of temperature is not to mention fighting, and the low temperature has reached the level of death.

But the strangers found that these humans didn't feel the slightest chill at all. The black armor on their bodies exuded a certain heat that made the strange spirits extremely uncomfortable. It was the remnants of magic from the fire earthworms. Strange spirits are magical creatures, and naturally they are not comfortable with the magic of fire.

And these human warriors are amazingly strong. With all the Valyrian steel swords in his hands, not only did he not fall behind in the face of the eight strange ghosts, but he also suppressed them. Especially a swordsman like Byron, who was originally a master, has brought his strength into full play at this moment. He was already fighting against the strange ghost in front of him.

Things are good here, but things are a little bad in Winterfell.

Boom, boom, one explosion after another, and green flames exploded in the swarm of ghouls. At least tens of thousands of ghouls died in the flames. But in the next second, endless ghouls surged up again. The city wall was densely covered with black shadows, as if the killing and wounding just now did not exist.

The defensive line outside the city has been rotated three times. In just one day, the number of dead has exceeded tens of thousands. This is not a ghoul, but tens of thousands of well-trained soldiers.

The difference between this battle and the original book is that. This time, there are no Unsullied in Winterfell. Only the unfeared, absolutely obedient troops of the Unsullied can face this endless charge without collapsing. These soldiers of the Seven Kingdoms, mercenaries, simply can't hold out for a few rounds.

Ghoul horde. Several tall figures appeared. It was the giant ghoul who had been behind the ghouls. What's even more terrifying is that the four giants are not bare-handed. They are covered in a thick layer of ice armor. The Night King really gave these high-level units a hang-up.

Countless dragon crystal arrows shot out. But it couldn't hurt the giant under the ice armor at all.

"Scorpion crossbow." One of the commanders shouted.

Several soldiers then rushed to the giant crossbow machine on the side. But at this moment, an ice gun whistled. The giant scorpion crossbow fell apart directly. And by this time, the nearest giant had already rushed into the defensive circle under the city walls.

There is no need for weapons at all. It only needs an arm sweep to sweep away the four or five soldiers in front of it. This unequal body shape made the defense line collapse in an instant. Again, people are afraid.

What this kind of defense circle is most afraid of is the appearance of loopholes. As long as one hole is broken, the entire defense line collapses in an instant.

"Hold on and don't retreat." The commander on the ramparts shouted, but it was too late. The defensive line was in disarray, and the soldiers fought separately, essentially announcing their death. At this time, it is impossible to rotate or support.

"And whether there are wildfires." On the ramparts, one of the commanders shouted. But the quartermaster replied to him that it was only enough for one round of bombing. The commander couldn't help but look desperate. On the city walls, the rest of the scorpion crossbows were fired. The other three giant ghouls fell halfway through, but it was too late. The defensive line has collapsed, and a large number of ghouls have come into contact with the walls. And their methods of siege are even more simple and crude.

Countless ghouls piled up beneath the walls, and those behind crawled on top of them. And so on, in just half an hour, at least three steep slopes were piled up and reached the edge of the city wall. This was what Winterfell feared the most, once they came into contact with the walls, the ghouls, the undead creatures without fear, were really the best choice to siege the city.

Hordes of heavily armed knights stood by. The archers never stopped. But there's still nothing to stop it from happening. A dry ice gun stabs out of the horde of ghouls. Turned the soldier's shield at the front into ice chips, and pierced his throat by the way. It's not just ghouls that fill the walls, but also strange ghosts.

At this time, the combat power of the strange ghosts, and the combat power of ordinary soldiers, were revealed. With a sweep of the spear, the four soldiers at the front were directly swept away. The line of defense collapsed again. The soldiers were all using dragon crystal spears, which could not be used at all in this kind of melee combat. At this time, the countless ghouls that poured out from behind the strange ghosts had already pounced on them.

"The eastern flank is lost and needs support." In the scuffle, several figures with long swords rushed towards the gap in the city wall.

There was a crisp sound, and a long sword held up the stranger's spear. It was James, armed with the sword of the Kingkiller. The Valyrian steel sword in his hand made the strange ghost stunned for a moment. But then, again, the offensive was launched. Jaime felt only a tremendous power coming from the long sword. In just one encounter, he felt as if his hands were going to break.

"Fuck......" he reluctantly raised his sword and prepared to play for his life. But he heard a thud, and a long sword pierced the stranger's chest from behind. The ghost's body froze, then turned into a pair of crumbling ice. Brienne's ugly but resolute face was revealed.

"Sneak attack on this thing shouldn't violate my knightly code." Brienne complained in the middle of her busy schedule.

"Maybe, but who cares? Well done. ”

The conversation of two breaths is the limit. Because then they found that the right ghost rushed up.

"We have to destroy this ramp." Jaime was talking about the sheer slope of countless ghouls. More and more ghouls, as well as human corpses, are constantly widening this path.

"It's too close to the city walls, you can't use wildfire, it will hurt the city walls." Before the two could come up with a better solution, two more strangers jumped onto the wall.

The two looked at each other and rushed forward with their swords in hand. Only this time, there are a few more people around. A Valyrian spear, stabbed from the side at a faster rate, forcing an Eccleus straight back. On the other side, a long sword swept out, blocking another stranger.

The men were none other than the Red Viper, Prince of Dorne, and Jon Snow, who was holding a long claw. I'm afraid that only the Red Viper in the world will turn Valyrian steel into a long gun. Jon Snow also inherited the Claw from Commander Mormont.

"Hold on a little longer, and reinforcements will be coming." Jon said to the crowd.

"The people who can fight in the entire Seven Kingdoms are here, where are the reinforcements?" Jaime retorted.

"To be honest, I'm not sure. But Sassanid said that there would be reinforcements, and they came from heaven. ”