467 The storm ceases

"Hold on! Can't go back! โ€

King's Landing is still shrouded in a storm, with carnage and blood being the main theme.

Sir Brienne Taas, with her blood-stained sword in both hands, charged to the forefront.

But the ghouls are killing more and more, as if they will never be able to finish killing.

"Roarโ€”"

A corpse suddenly rose from the ground, blood and saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth, and let out a meaningless roar.

Phew!

Brienne swung her sword and instantly cut off the rushing ghouls with great force, but even so, the broken ghouls still stubbornly crawled towards the female knight.

Click, click, click

Brienne smashed the ghoul in the head and chest with a few more swords before she finally sent it to hell.

But King's Landing at this moment is more like hell.

"Whew-whewโ€”" Brienne gasped, her steel armor covered in blood and minced flesh, and even the lining became viscous.

The storm poured down with icy rain, constantly taking away the soldiers' body heat.

And fighting spirit.

Another ghoul pounced, and Brienne's chest heaved violently, and she felt that her arms were as heavy as lead.

"Ho!"

She swung her greatsword and smashed the head of the ghoul in front of her, but at the same time, another ghoul on her left swooped in and opened her jaws to bite the female knight's ear.

Brienne's helmet fell during the previous battle, and one of them was accidentally clung to by a ghoul, and then a sharp pain came from her left ear.

The intense stimulation made the female knight instantly go berserk, only to see her let out an almost crazy roar, slammed the ghoul to the ground with a slam back fall, and then plunged a sword into the opponent's head, stirring for a while.

Blood stained half of her face, making the female knight look extremely hideous.

But at this moment, the attendant came running and persuaded him:

"Sir, we can't hold it here, let's leave!"

"Can't be withdrawn!" Brienne gasped.

"But we're no match at all. These undead monsters are terrifying, and the sacrificed comrades can actually become such monsters...... Maybe we'll be ...... when we're dead."

Before the squire could finish speaking, a ghoul came out of nowhere, grabbed him from behind, and bit him on the neck.

Poofโ€”

Hot blood spurted out instantly, splashing Brienne next to her face.

"Damn it!" She roared in rage, raised the greatsword in her hand, and slashed down.

But when she dealt with the ghouls, she turned back to find her squire lying in a pool of blood.

Brienne knew what she was supposed to do, but she couldn't do it.

Stunned, the attendant who should have died began to convulse.

He snapped open his blood-red eyes, let out a beastly roar, and lunged at Brienne.

"Nope! Cam! The greatsword in Brienne's hand became heavier than ever.

Snort โ€“

Just as the dead squire was about to pounce on him, a steel sword thrust from behind him, piercing his heart.

The ghoul fell to the ground, and Brienne saw Count Randolph Tully, who was wielding the Valyrian steel sword [Broken Heart].

"Lord Randolph, why are you here?"

"The Valyrian Steel Sword works wonders against these monsters." Count Landau waved his sword, "I can't let it get dust. โ€

"But you need to be in command ......"

"There's nothing left to command now." Count Landau sighed, "The army has been sent out, and the only thing left is to fight to the death." If we are defeated, King's Landing, and indeed the entire continent of Westeros, will become a paradise for these monsters. โ€

In fact, after discovering the existence of ghouls and learning about their strangeness, Count Landau immediately ordered the whole army to speed up into the city, and also released all the northern lords (except for King Tommen) who had been detained before.

He knew very well that there was no point in beware of these northern nobles at this time.

The contradiction between the North and the South seems insignificant in the face of the contradiction between humans and ghouls.

He believed that the northern nobles could also understand this truth, and they would not think about making any small moves against the southern army at this time.

Therefore, it is the most correct choice to let them go back and lead their own army to charge and kill, otherwise once the northern army loses its fighting spirit and collapses, it will only make the situation worse.

The priority at the moment is to fend off the ghouls and hold King's Landing. Everything else can be put aside for a while.

If King's Landing is lost, the entire continent will be devastated.

"That's right," Brienne took a deep breath, "only to fight to the death!" โ€

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

The surrounding warriors echoed in unison, and the sound rose higher than the other, and quickly spread to the surrounding area.

And at this moment, a flash of light suddenly appeared in the dark sky.

Everyone suddenly looked up, looking at the night in the east as if a hole had been torn open.

The breach grew bigger and bigger, and the light spread like a fire, and in an instant it burned up all the darkness.

The raging storm subsided until it subsided completely.

In a split second, the whole world changed.

Looking at the blue sky and the sun slanting to the west, everyone had a sense of unreality.

It's like a dream.

The nobles, warriors, and commoners of King's Landing...... They all froze at this moment.

However, the ghouls did not froze, they let out a senseless roar as before, and rushed at the living people in front of them, as if to strangle all life.

"It's a miracle!" Someone shouted excitedly.

"The gods are protecting us!"

"Praise the Seven Gods!"

"Kill!"

The fighting broke out again after a brief pause, and it was clear that it had entered a new phase.

Seeing that the gloom had gone, the human warriors were inspired, and the despair and fear that had previously occurred in their hearts receded like a tidal wave, and they immediately overwhelmed the ghouls in momentum.

And some of the astute warriors quickly noticed that the ghouls' vitality had waned greatly since the storm had subsided.

In the past, ghouls would not die even if they were mortally wounded, or even with their heads cut off, but now, these monsters can be killed as easily as humans.

And more importantly, new ghouls are not spawned again.

In this case, the ghouls are no longer scary.

After all, they have no intelligence, they only know how to rush forward, and of course they are not opponents of human armies who advance and retreat in an orderly manner and know how to cooperate with each other.

Many ghouls are converted by civilians, and they don't even have weapons and armor, and once they lose their terrifying vitality, they are no different from cattle and sheep to be slaughtered in front of an organized army.

"Kill! Kill all these monsters! โ€

For a while, the human army was like a rainbow, and it instantly suppressed the army of ghouls.

(End of chapter)