Flapping his wings, Zhao Mai flew high into the air and cast his eyes into the distance. He saw banners, golden and red, held aloft by groups of black cavalry, www.biquge.info gathering towards the forest where the wildlings were. He heard the sound of a trumpet, a long, loud and sharp horn. Wildlings don't have horns, only battle horns, and the same goes for the Night's Watch, so the horns are the enemy. Zhao Mai turned in the air and flew towards the cavalry.

At this moment, a firelight shot towards Zhao Mai, and the light was bright and dazzling, just like the feeling of the noon sun. Zhao Mai dodged quickly, grazing the flame rays and flying past. Its feathers were ignited, but were quickly extinguished by the force of ice.

The red lightning exploded overhead, and Zhao Mai wailed, unable to continue flying, and fell to the ground suddenly. There was the power of a spell in this lightning! He wasn't badly injured, just startled. Flapping his wings two more times, Zhao Mai slid for a while, landing right in the direction of the cavalry's advance.

Gray and black armor, golden and red banners, black bucks standing in the heart of the flames, it was Stannis Baratheon! Wasn't the iron vault bankrupt, how did he gather such a large army? Just a few glances in the air just now, there were more than five thousand cavalry in this direction! From other directions, Zhao Mai saw more infantry, armed with spears, swords and shields, bows and arrows. He also saw high-speed hussars interspersed with it!

And that's not all. Above Stannis's formation, magical flames rose, and bright red incantations formed clouds of fire, and it was it that constantly emitted red lightning. Zhao Mai landed on the ground, changed back into human form, and looked down the red clouds. He saw a woman dressed in a bright red robe, her copper-red hair scattered around her shoulders. She rode on a horse and walked side by side with a tall, balding, black-bearded man with a serious expression.

Can't you lose to her?she?Is it the red-robed priest Melisandre?Zhao Mai let out a roar: "Stannis Baratheon, stop the march at once!"

The roar carried the icy wind and snow of the north, blowing towards the army of steel. The horses neighed in terror, but the warriors, wearing helmets covering their faces, remained unmoved, and controlled their mounts and continued on. A red ray of fire fell from the sky and flew towards Zhao Mai. "How can I make you happy?" Zhao Mai stretched out his hand.

"Look, that fool is going to catch the fire, it's too much for him to do it. A flattering voice from a knight beside Stannis drifted into Melisandre's ears, but it didn't change her expression in the slightest. The pious priestess saw the prophecy from the fire, and she knew that on the snowy fields of the north, she would meet a real enemy.

Zhao Mai stretched out his hand and grabbed the fire ray with his palm. In the raging flames, with the power of lightning, they constantly tried to stab his skin. This energy is absolutely fatal to ordinary people, but it is not enough to really hurt him who has been prepared. Using the psychic ability to stir and pump, Zhao Mai used the skill of the Witch King to brutally strip away the caster's control over the spell, turning the flame ray into pure elemental energy. After that, all he needed was a thought to transform the flame in his hand into a spear, which he stuck into the ground and burned like a torch. The power of magic in this world is still too low, and Zhao Mai can do many magical things that can't be done in Artas.

A wisp of blood flowed from the corner of Melisandre's mouth, and it also flowed into Stannis's heart, hurting him. "Charge the whole army!" Blow the trumpet of the charge!" He drew his sword, swung it forward, and his horse fought with his hooves and shouted: "Raise your sword! Destroy the wildlings!

The sword forest flickered, the cavalry accelerated, the earthquake trembled, and the horses' hooves rumbled like continuous thunder. But after all, it's not really thunder, the power of nature is even stronger! Zhao Mai knew that it was impossible for him to block five thousand cavalry with his flesh and blood, and it was impossible to kill so many people with spells, but it was not impossible to stop their charge!

The first spell: Quicksand Trap. In Attath, he used this spell to ambush minotaur clones. Although quicksand cannot be found in the tundra, the Force of Nature will still help him create soft ground, like a swamp, but it is colder and deadlier than a swamp.

Second spell: Plant growth. Zhao Mai mobilized the natural force around him, and even borrowed some of his strength from the Great Wall not far away. He asked for the help of every vine, every grass, every tree.

The third spell: Entanglement. On the soft ground that had been turned over by quicksand traps, countless grasses, vines, and tree roots suddenly burst out, intertwining with each other to form obstacles. The cavalry continued to speed up, trying to leap over it - this was exactly what Zhao Mai had envisioned.

Fourth Spell: Thorns!All plants appear to have the same appearance, but their surfaces become hard and sharp, like swords. Through the Force of Nature, Zhao Mai told this information to the charging horses, making them timid: as long as they dare to jump, they will be rotten in their intestines. Despite the constant urging of the knights, they had begun to slow down. As a result, the front began to become disorganized.

The red-robed woman stroked the giant ruby on her chest and muttered to her fire goddess, Rahlo, for strength. The thunderclouds formed by the flames pressed towards Zhao Mai, and the flash of light continued to burst out sparks in the clouds, making a threatening gesture.

Things on the ground will eventually be resolved in the air, Zhao Mai looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky. The power of the flames is incompatible with the cold ice outside the fortress, what does the fire god have to spread in the land of the old gods? Although Zhao Mai does not believe in the old gods, he can use the power of the natural force of the old gods! He raised his hands and asked the natural force to gather to him and turn into a thundercloud according to his own heart.

Summoning Thunder!

It seemed that it was the fire god Rahlo brought by the red-robed woman that annoyed the old gods, so with the help of Zhao Mai's hand, the scale of the thunderclouds far exceeded his expectations! Half of the sky was shrouded in pale green clouds, and white electric light swam in the clouds like a snake. From time to time some thunderbolts fell and bombarded the sides of the cavalry. Under the intimidation of the power of nature, the war horse could no longer bear it, and either fell to his knees with weak legs, or stopped neighing, and refused to move forward again.

The red lightning launched an attack on Zhao Mai, but was cut off by the white lightning in the middle. With a confused expression, Zhao Mai looked at the two great gods fighting above his head. Now that the thundercloud spell is no longer completely under his control, the old god is borrowing his hand to crack and beat the god of fire from afar. Glowing red or white electric sparks kept falling overhead, as if it had snowed again.

After all, the Old Gods have the home advantage, and the Great Wall of Desperation is not far away, it has a history of 8,000 years, and the power it gathers and contains is immeasurable. Coupled with Zhao Mai, his magic power is also stronger than that of the red-robed woman. After a while, the red thundercloud was defeated and rolled and dissipated. The pale green thunderclouds "flaunted" for a while, and then slowly disappeared.

Zhao Mai blinked, took advantage of this time to use his psychic ability to shape a completely transparent invisible ladder, and walked up, just like standing in the air, the dragon's roar echoed on the battlefield again: "Stannis Baratheon, stop marching, or you will bear the consequences!"

Stannis held his sword aloft and was about to force the army to attack, but his arm was grabbed. His Prime Minister, Davos "The Onion Knight" Seaworth, took him by the arm: "Your Majesty, it is not time to attack, the cavalry cannot break through the obstacles in front of them. He also gestured vaguely to the side. Following his finger, Stannis saw the red-robed woman staggering on her horse, looking weak.

"Regroup, get in formation. Stannis ordered, "Let's go and see who's in the way of the army!" (To be continued.) )