Samwell flew over the army of ghouls with the white dragon.

Cleopatra's flames ploughed through the orange-red flame tunnels in the black-pressed ghoul army below, and the pungent smell of burnt bones permeated the wind and snow. Until this point, Samwell had not recovered from the shock of the sudden melting of the desperate Wall. Look at the book

I didn't expect that after only a week of absence, such earth-shaking changes had taken place in the north.

Although I don't know what method the strange ghosts used to make the Great Wall collapse, it was indeed a surprise to the human race.

They weren't ready for anything at all. Even the advance team sent before had not been able to make it from King's Landing to the Great Wall.

The northern realm is so large that, although it is vast and sparsely populated, in terms of area, its territory is almost equal to that of the other six kingdoms combined.

From King's Landing to the northernmost Far Forbidden Great Wall, it will take a month and a half to get from King's Landing.

Samwell was able to ride the dragon and arrive in two or three days.

The Great Wall of Desperation collapsed at this time, so it was already an unstoppable thing for the strange ghosts to enter the Seven Kingdoms.

Thinking of this, Samwell could only sigh secretly, barely retracting his mind and focusing on the current battle. inch

At this time, the boundless tide of ghouls continued to emerge from the wind and snow in the north, and the terrifying and strange howls from their mouths spread southward.

The Night's Watch and the Savage warriors relied on the buildings of Castle Black and set up their positions to meet the battle.

"Archer, prepare!"

A black-robed officer took a deep breath as he looked at the surging tide of corpses in front of him.

He tried his best to keep himself from shivering, but to no avail.

Fortunately, the white dragon soaring in the sky gave him a glimmer of confidence.

"Ready! Shoot the arrows!"

At the sound of the command, all the archers set their arrows on fire and shot them into the air.

Bang Bang Bang-

With a series of bowstring sounds, dense flaming arrows flew into the air, and immediately descended, forming a small rain of fire.

While the Wraiths are not afraid of fire, fire can be more lethal to ghouls than steel weapons. After a volley, the ghouls who rushed to the front row fell to the ground with arrows, and the flames quickly spread over them.

But these monsters were extremely tenacious, and even if they were covered in fire, they still did not die, rolling and crawling in the snow, howling wildly, until they were trampled and crushed by their companions who rushed up from behind.

Ghouls are not like human soldiers, they have intelligence and emotions, and they do not feel fear when they are hit, but only charge forward in a hurry.

It's as if their only goal is to tear apart all living things.

After three rounds of arrows, the ghouls finally rushed to the position of the human soldiers.

"Hold on! Position, you can't retreat!"

Eddard Stark, the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch, charged the front line with his family's tile-steel greatsword [Ice] in both hands.

"Roar—"

A ghoul pounced with teeth and claws, but Ed swung his sword and cut it off in an instant.

The ghoul broke in two before it could fall to the ground before it turned into a puddle of liquid.

This is the restraint of tile steel weapons against ghouls. Legend has it that the Valyrians poured fire magic into these weapons when they forged them.

It's just a pity that tile steel weapons are too scarce.

And the dragon crystal weapons are not all equipped yet, so the rest of the human soldiers will have a great time facing the ghouls.

Sir Dennis Mellister swung his sword and slashed off the head of the rushing ghoul, but the remaining headless body of the other party still pounced on him. Click-

Sir Dennis smashed the ghoul in the chest and limbs with several swords in quick succession before finally sending it to hell.

But what's even more terrifying is the contagious nature of the ghouls.

The human soldiers they killed would soon get up from the ground again and pounce on their former companions.

This causes the army of ghouls to kill more and more, as if it will never be finished.

This terrifying spectacle is extremely shocking for anyone, and ordinary human soldiers will even collapse in front of the horde of corpses.

Fortunately, these soldiers stationed at Castle Black, whether they are the Night's Watch Legion or the Savage Warriors, they have more or less fought with ghouls and seen these monsters, so even in the face of the zombie tide, there was no riot, but they were able to organize an effective counterattack.

Of course, more importantly, there is a giant dragon in the sky to help fight at this time.

Cleopatra spread her wings and cast a shadow that could envelop almost the entire Black Castle, spitting out dragon flames that could pull hundreds of meters of flames across the snow, turning hundreds of ghouls to ashes. Such a powerful combat power has injected the power of confidence into the human warriors.

Even many of the Night's Watchmen, who had been preparing to flee from the chaos, returned to join the battle.

However, Jon Snow's Night's Watch logisticians and wildling women and children continued to retreat south.

They knew very well that the Great Wall of Desperation stretched for thousands of miles, and even if Castle Black managed to stop the tide of ghouls here, what about other places?

With the current strength of the Night's Watch, it is impossible to fortify the entire line of the collapsed Great Wall.

Caesar and his dragon could not have erected a wall of fire on top of the ruins of the Great Wall.

Therefore, disaster is inevitable.

All they could do was organize as many people as they could to take refuge south before the army of ghouls flooded the north.

"Hurry up! Hurry up!" Jon kept urging the evacuees.

But the thought that his home would be poisoned by those monsters made his heart slash.

At this point, he wanted to grow wings and fly to Winterfell and take everyone in that castle with him.

An exclamation caught his attention, and Jon looked back to see a few ghouls who had slipped through Castle Black's defenses and caught up with the retreating group.

"Don't panic! Keep going!" Jon ordered as he beckoned his companions, "Owen, Glenn, you come with me!"

The three men and three horses smashed the snow and rushed towards the ghoul at the tail of the group.

Bang Bang Bang-

With a few muffled sounds, the ghoul team was completely dispersed, and several bone racks were smashed apart and fell all over the ground.

"Kill!"

Jon turned his horse's head and lunged a few more times before he cleared the trailing ghouls.

Just as he was relieved, a wild man's corpse on the ground suddenly jumped up.

Caught off guard, the horse is frightened, and Jon is thrown off and falls backwards into the snow.

Before he could get up, the ghoul pounced and crushed him underneath.

They were so close that Jon could even smell the stench in each other's mouths.

His strong survival instinct caused him to burst with incredible power, knocking the ghoul over in one fell swoop, and then quickly rolling over to widen the distance.

Before he could regain his weapon and fight again, he saw a spear gallop and pierce the ghoul's throat.

Blood spurted out, but it froze into ice in the air.

Jon was stunned for a moment, stepped forward and made up a few more swords, killing the ghoul completely, before turning back and said:

"Thank you, Miss Varr."

"I'm not a young lady." Var Road. Jon shrugged.

He knew that since Val was the sister-in-law of the King of the Outer Gates, Mance Red, many of the Night's Watch called her "Savage Princess".

But this is actually a misunderstanding.

The wildlings did not have a strict class system, and even the king of the Cypriots was not hereditary.

Var will indeed be respected among the wildlings, but will never enjoy the privileges of being like a princess.

But to be honest, Var has a noble temperament of her own, and it is hard to imagine that she is one of the barbarians north of the Great Wall of Desperation.

"Another ghoul is coming." Var reminded. Jon was taken aback, quickly withdrew his gaze, and looked north.

But this time, without waiting for him to take action, Wa Er took the initiative to say:

"I'll lead someone to stop them, and you continue to lead everyone south."

"You?" Jon subconsciously glanced at the other with suspicion, and the group of women with spears behind her.

This kind of gaze obviously made Wa Er feel unpleasant, she snorted coldly and said:

"Crow, don't look down on people. The spearwomen of our freemen are no worse than you night watchmen."

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to respond, he led the team to meet the ghouls who rushed over.

Jon had no choice but to remind:

"After we're gone, you'd better join the army of Castle Black!

"Yes!" Wa Yi said, and then waved his hand, as if impatiently urging the other party forward.

Jon mounted his horse and followed the southbound group. The group walked along the King's Road and soon came to the village of Mole.

Fearing ghouls behind them, they didn't plan to stay long.

"Tell the villagers that the Great Wall has fallen, and the strange ghosts have been killed, and those who don't want to die will go south with us." Jon commanded, "Remember to go to the cellar and make sure everyone is informed."

"Yes!" A group of night watchmen took the order. The large force continued southward.

Jon rode through the streets of the village, knocking on the door to announce the disaster.

It wasn't until he saw two figures in the snow that he stopped.

"Kingkiller?" Jon almost didn't recognize him.

Because Jaime was kneeling in the snow at this time, covered in snow, almost drowning him.

And in his arms, there was another person, but it seemed to be lifeless.

Hearing someone call him, Jaime's stiff eyes moved, but he didn't speak.

"Come with us, the stranger is coming." Jon persuaded.

Although the Lannisters have a feud with the Starks, Jon has a good impression of Jaime.

Because when Duke Tywin Lannister temporarily controlled the situation in the north, he sent people to the Great Wall of Desperation and demanded that his eldest son Jaime be taken away.

The night watchman did not dare to stand in the way of this request.

After all, the Lannisters controlled the four northern realms at that time, and it was the most powerful time, and the Night's Watch could not refuse Duke Tywin.

Strangely enough, Jaime himself refused to go, saying that since he had been dressed in black and had made an oath, he would abide by it until death.

Many of the night watchmen were unimpressed by this.

After all, the regurgitator is notorious, and this person even killed the king he swore to protect at the beginning, so what do you talk about abiding by.

But no one expected that this time, the monarch killer really didn't plan to break his oath again.

Even when Duke Tywin sent someone to forcibly kidnap Jaime, he was able to escape back to the Wall of Desperation on his own.

Since then, many of the Night's Watch brothers have changed their minds about the king-killer.

Jon was one of them.

Today's night watchmen are a mixed group, including robbers, thieves, criminals, and illegitimate children······ The killing of the monarch does not seem abrupt here.

They are all a bunch of scum abandoned by the world, but forced to do what heroes do.

"Come with me," Jon persuaded again, "Who's in your arms?"

This time Jaime finally responded:

"Cersei, she blew the trumpet of winter and brought down the Great Wall of Desperation."

Jon was stunned for a moment, and then the expression on his face became inexplicably strange:

"She blew the trumpet of winter?"

"Yes." There was a desperate look in Jaime's tone, "I killed her with my own hands." Jon was even more surprised:

"You, you killed your own ······ My sister?"

"yes." A bitter, self-deprecating smile tugged at the corner of Jaime's mouth, "I killed my sister, I killed my lover, the mother of my children.

You say, I'm not

Damn it, too?" Jon didn't speak.

He was hesitant to tell the other party the truth. But what is the truth?

Is Robb blowing the real trumpet of winter? So many weird things had happened that Jon had lost his judgment.

And he worries that if he tells the other party to kill the wrong person, Jaime will just collapse.

However, looking at the current appearance of the monarch killer, I am afraid that he is not far from collapse.

"Cersei and I are not just siblings, nor are we lovers." Jaime said, "We are basically two halves of one life. We used to share the same womb. I came into the world with her feet on my feet. It was when we were united that I felt whole.

Now she's dead, dead at my hands······ But she won't be alone.

We have come into this world together, and we will leave together."

Hearing this, Jon already understood that the other party had made up his mind.

He said no more and turned to leave.

Soon, the majority of the army also left Mole Village, leaving only the Lannister siblings.

In a trance, Jaime saw five figures looming in the snowstorm, like gray ghosts, riding on a war horse formed by the wind and snow.

Their helmets were tightly closed, but Jaime didn't have to look at his face to know who they were.

All five were once his sworn brothers.

Sir Oswell Riveran, Ser Jon Darey, Prince of Dorne, Löven Martell, Geralt "White Bull", Arthur Dayne "Dawn Excalibur", and among them, there is a man who wears a crown of blood and grief-

It was Rhaegar Targaryen, the former Prince of Dragonstone and heir to the Iron Throne.

They gathered around them like a mist.

"You swore an oath." Sir Arthur Dayne said sadly, "I put my sword on your shoulder."

"I'll put on a white cloak for you with my own hands." Prince Rhaegar said disappointedly.

The wraiths leaped from their snowstormed warhorses, six swords unsheathed, but without making a sound.

The sword light slashed over, and Jaime didn't dodge. But the next moment, the sword light melted like ice and snow.

A group of ghouls follow the scent of the living to the Mole Village, but they ignore their siblings in the snow.

They even deliberately avoided them, as if something extremely terrible was born and germinated there.