The horn sounded suddenly.

Qin Heng was alone on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, lifted the long sword beside him, and rushed out of the door with the spear on his back.

He didn't have to get dressed, because he didn't take off his clothes at all.

Mother Long helped him get dressed and thin armor, made some promises and made some deals, and then left, which also made Qin Heng realize that his charm had not yet reached the damn level.

The sound of neat footsteps came, and a group of heavily armed Innocent soldiers passed in front of Qin Heng and rushed to the city gate, and many stragglers also rushed outside the city gate, and Qin Heng also followed the flow of people to the city wall.

Outside the walls of Winterfell facing north, the chariot and horse formations had been neatly laid out, and the army of nearly 100,000 people was divided into several parts, among which the Legion of the Unsullied looked the most neat, and some cavalry, waiting on the side, and there were also formations composed of 'wildlings' from beyond the northern border.

Thousands of archers on the city walls are also ready to fight.

When Qin Heng went up, he heard two dragon roars, the whistling wind blew, and when he looked up, he could see two huge figures in the sky, soaring wantonly in the night.

"Why are you here?"

When someone saw Qin Heng, he directly rushed over and reprimanded him and said, "Come with me, you should be in Branna." ”

Because it was suddenly discovered that the army of ghouls had approached Winterfell, there was some panic in the city at the moment.

Qin Heng also ran with the people, and soon left the main battle zone at the city gate and arrived in a forest.

In a light like fireflies, Bran was sitting by a fire, and when he saw Qin Heng's figure coming, he smiled slightly.

There was a group of soldiers around Bran, all of whom had spread out to surround Bran, and each of them had a quiver at his feet, and there was a flame burning in the quiver.

The first person looked at Qin Heng with some vigilance, this person Qin Heng had never seen before.

"He's Theon."

Bran introduced Qin Heng, but did not introduce Qin Heng, perhaps because Qin Heng's prefix title was not shorter than Long Ma's, and it was too troublesome to introduce.

And Theon just nodded to Qin Heng and didn't say anything, still looking at Qin Heng with vigilant eyes.

[Is this still a defense against me?] 】

Qin Heng also understood Theon's attitude, he was a complete stranger after all, if it weren't for the fact that these people in Winterfell were too short of manpower and masters, he wouldn't have this opportunity.

For Theon, Qin Heng also has some understanding.

This person betrayed Winterfell, and now he has come back to support, and has experienced the process of blackening and whitewashing, which can be regarded as a great contribution to the progress of the plot.

But Qin Heng didn't care about this, just like the promises that Long Ma had told him before.

Game of Thrones has nothing to do with him, he is just a wanderer who wanders the heavens and all the worlds, subduing demons and destroying demons to obtain characteristics in order to return home.

The wait is long.

The roar of the dragon in the distance, as well as the shouts and screams of human beings, all tell the tragedy of this war.

Qin Heng knew very well that there were many people who would be killed by ghouls, and those who were killed would also be resurrected by the Night King and turned into ghouls, continuing to slaughter humans.

On the positive side of this war, humanity has no chance of victory, because the more ghouls kill, the fewer humans there are. And ghouls don't know fear, they don't fear being hurt or even dying again, but humans feel fear and pain.

[Saving people? 】

Qin Heng didn't move when he had this thought, he was still standing in place, holding a sword in his hand and a spear beside him.

[The ancestral motto of the Qin family is to subdue demons and eliminate demons to save the common people, but the ancestral motto of the Qin family is more than one, and there is also one: Only by being alive and only stronger can we save more people. 】

Flexibility is king.

I don't know how long I waited, but in the surrounding woods, there was finally a large number of footsteps, as well as an unconscious roar similar to that of zombies.

Theon and the others began to draw arrows from the quiver, not knowing what fuel was used, the flames in the quiver and the flames on the arrows looked very bright.

Sou!

Theon took the lead in shooting an arrow, hitting a rushing ghoul with great accuracy, the flames rose in an instant, and the arrow made of dragon crystal had a lethal effect on the ghoul, and the ghoul instantly burned and quickly turned into ashes.

More ghouls rushed out, but under the attack of the elite archers led by Theon, those ghouls turned into ashes and disappeared like smoke.

Qin Heng decided that if he had the opportunity, he would also practice the art of archery, although his marksmanship had now improved a lot, reaching the level of a sharpshooter, but many worlds did not have guns. And even if you don't have a weapon like a bow and arrow, you can easily make it.

Of course, the premise is to survive today.

Although the elite archers have every shot, there is always a time when they run out of arrows.

The elite archers scattered in a circle, without arrows, were quickly killed by the ghouls who pounced on them.

Qin Heng still didn't move, because he noticed that after the ghouls had killed those soldiers, they surrounded him, Bran, and Theon in the middle, and did not attack again.

The ghouls in one direction suddenly dispersed in an orderly manner, revealing a passageway.

A line of strange ghosts with ice blue bodies appeared in front of Qin Heng's eyes.

Qin Heng's hand was on the barrel of the spear, although his gun was not made of dragon crystal or Valyrian steel, but with the existence of physical rules, under his amazing strength, it could also provide a certain amount of lethality.

Another figure walked out, the same ice-blue skin, but wearing thin armor, no hair on its head, seven or eight extremely short ice spikes towering, and its eyes were also glowing with a blue light.

The Night King.

Noticing that the Night King's gaze had been staring at Bran in the wheelchair, Qin Heng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

[Didn't find my abnormality?] 】

[Or do you want to...... Don't take me seriously at all? 】

I breathed a sigh of relief, but my breathing became shorter, perhaps because of the arrival of the Night King, the air around me had become very cold, and I felt that the temperature had reached minus thirty or forty degrees.

Qin Heng was okay, barely able to withstand this level of temperature, but Theon next to him was already shivering from the cold, and he just forced his breath to look at the Night King, at this time, he had completely forgotten the previous explanations of others, and he had to pay attention to Qin Heng.

The Night King walked towards the trio, and the temperature became even lower.

Theon felt like he couldn't hold it anymore, and with a roar he rushed towards the Night King, the sword in his hand also made of Valyrian steel.

However, if a weapon can break through the defense or even kill if it is hit, it does not mean that the person using the weapon can hit.

Theon, who wielded his long sword and slashed at the Night King, his right hand holding the sword was grabbed by the Night King, and his neck was also locked by the Night King's hand, and the speed and strength of the two were not at the same level at all.

With a crisp click, the color in Theon's eyes disappeared, and when he was thrown away by the Night King, his neck was already abnormally twisted, and he landed without the slightest movement.

Cannon fodder is dead.

Qin Heng looked at the Night King who continued to walk towards Bran, and was completely excited, raising his spear to exert force, and the spear even made a sound of breaking through the air, whistling and shooting at the Night King.

However, I don't know if it was because it was too cold, or because Qin Heng was a little nervous, the strength and speed of this shot were not at all like Qin Heng, whose strength had reached 2 tons, projected out.

The Night King didn't even look at Qin Heng's side, his gaze continued to look directly at Bran, and he grabbed Qin Heng's spear as if he were arguing.

The frost instantly covered the tip of the carbon steel gun, and then spread to the body of the titanium gun.

In the crisp sound of clicking, the modern mechanical engineering creations that far surpassed the smelting process of this era were reduced to fragments and fell to the ground.

Qin Heng's face was full of disbelief, and this expression made Bran, who had been sitting in a wheelchair very calmly, have a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Ahh

Qin Heng roared, as if he had been greatly insulted, and as if he was terrified to the extreme, he raised the long sword in his hand and rushed directly towards the Night King just like the cannon fodder Theon before.

It's just that Qin Heng's speed is faster than Theon's, so when a sword is stabbed, Rao is Night King can only dodge to dodge.

But there was only this stab, and Qin Heng's right wrist was firmly grasped by the Night King.

Without waiting for Qin Heng to exert his strength or punch or kick, the Night King's hand erupted with incredible power, instantly breaking Qin Heng's wrist.

The sword was taken out of his hand and grabbed by the Night King.

Like lightning and flint, it directly pierced into Qin Heng's abdomen, and the moment the sword body passed through his body, Qin Heng spat blood.

But this is not the end, as if knowing that this sword will not kill Qin Heng, the Night King pulled out the long sword and stabbed again, this time, the long sword directly penetrated Qin Heng's heart, and the force attached to the sword made Qin Heng fall to the ground with his back to the sky.

Like the cannon fodder Theon before him, the sparkle in his eyes began to dissipate.

The Night King, on the other hand, walked towards Bran again.