Samwell soared high in the sky on a white dragon, looking at the completely transformed neck below.

The Neck River of Memory is an endless black swamp, with brightly colored flowers blooming in the mud, large trees covered with curtain-like fungi floating in the backwater, and poisonous snakes, lilions, and toads lurking in the shadows······ But now, that's all gone.

In its place, there was a monotonous and dead white.

However, for the people of the north who have migrated south, this change is very favorable.

After all, they no longer have to squeeze the narrow winding causeway and worry about the poisonous insects in the swamp as before. The bitter winter storm turned the swamp into a smooth road, and countless migratory teams, densely scattered on the frozen swamp, headed south.

But at the same time, there is a team going backwards to the north.

They are an elite army from the Seven Kingdoms.

The Great Wall of Desperation has fallen, and in the face of an impending northern enemy, they will build a new line of defense in the neck with their flesh and blood.

In order to establish this line of defense, the elite armies of the Seven Kingdoms have almost poured out, and the number has exceeded 300,000.

In order to supply such a huge army with food and grass and assist in the construction of fortifications, the number of civilians mobilized reached a terrifying 1.5 million.

Such a military mobilization is absolutely unprecedented in the continent of Westeros, which is still in the era of agricultural civilization.

It's good to win this battle, but if you lose······ The Seven Kingdoms could no longer assemble a decent force to resist the Stranger's southward movement.

It can be said that the battle of Neckze is a life-and-death battle related to the survival of mankind.

So, Samwell never allows any mishaps and accidents.

For some conspirators with their own petty calculations, at such a critical moment, Samwell will naturally give Thunder the means.

Three days ago, in the middle of the night, when the white dragon flew over the city of Twin Rivers, the lord of the city, Marquis Wade Frey, also quietly died at the same time.

The death of the lord of the river crossing did not cause much turmoil in the Frey family, after all, the Marquis of Wald was over ninety years old, and he had already stepped into the coffin with one foot, and everyone regarded it as a normal death.

For some, though, the news came like a bolt from the blue.

Although there is no evidence, the wise man must have known that the matter was inseparable from Caesar.

From this, they also understood the determination of the king, and the ruthless methods.

As a result, the Lady of the Earl of Luce Bolton, Lord of the Castle of the Terrors, and Miss Vada from the Frey family, died after a fishbone got stuck in her throat during a dinner party.

Countess Anya Weywood, Lord of Iron Oak, sent her adopted son, Lord Robert Arryn's first heir, Sir Harold Hatton, to King's Landing.

and Duke Tyrion Lannister, the guardian of the West, also announced that he was going to marry Miss Shee as soon as he learned the news.

A duke who wants to marry a skilled woman immediately makes Tyrion the laughing stock of the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms.

But he didn't seem to care.

As a result, some of the cacophony among the nobility of the Seven Kingdoms was suppressed by Samwell with forceful means and high personal prestige before the decisive battle.

"Roar—"

A dragon groan pulled the pensive Samwell back to reality, and he turned his head to see the black dragon Drogon leaning over with Daenerys on his back.

"Sam······ Let's ·····."

The wind was so loud that Samwell didn't hear his wife's words clearly, but he could understand what the other party meant.

He looked down and saw a lone fortress faintly visible above the white, frozen swamp.

Samwell realized something and urged the white dragon to swoop down.

Rumble-

The dragon landed heavily outside the castle, causing a commotion.

The diminutive, green-eyed Zedi looked at the three dragons descending in turn with curiosity and awe.

Samwell

Jumped off the white dragon's back and caught Daenerys who jumped off the black dragon's back.

"I'm King Caesar, is this Greywater?"

A moment later, a thin teenager in a crocodile fur coat stepped forward and said politely:

"Yes, Your Majesty, welcome to the castle of our Zedi."

Daenerys looked curiously at the strange fortress crawling with moss and vines in front of her, and asked:

"Is this where the Reed family lives? Legend has it that it has never been found by outsiders."

"Yes, because Greywater is a castle that floats on a swamp, it moves, and any army trying to conquer the Swamp cannot find it······ Until the cold winds of the north froze the swamps. Our castle can't be moved." Zedi's eyes flashed with unease and frustration. After all, the Zedi people have always been thinner and weaker, and they do not have superb smelting skills, and without the protection of swamps and miasma, they are obviously unable to resist the attacks of the Southern Iron Knights.

It is rumored that these Zedi, who are also descendants of their ancestors, relied on the special circumstances of Neckland to keep any southern army that tried to move north south of Kalin Bay.

"Winter will pass." Samwell was reassured, and then asked, "Is your lord, Count Holland Reed, here?"

The young man nodded, and then cautiously glanced at the terrifying dragon behind the king that could cover the entire castle with its wings outstretched, and said:

"Yes, Your Majesty, please come with me."

Samwell took his wife's hand and stepped into the castle gates.

But when they entered the city, they found that the environment inside was even more strange than the appearance of the castle.

Dense vines and branches twined overhead, completely blocking out the sunlight, and if it weren't for the Zedi boys leading the way, walking ahead with torches in hand, they wouldn't have been able to see the road clearly.

And the roads here were narrow, crooked, and low, and Samwell had to bend over.

It's a castle without walls, surrounded by twisted fishbeams, and the pale trunks crawl in and out of the castle like pythons, giving it a creepy sense of oppression.

Daenerys couldn't help but squeeze her husband's hand.

After another fork in the road, they came to a larger, empty cavern, where fang-like rocks rose from the ground, and the roots of fishbeams and trees were everywhere, and the stones arched out and woven into the shape of a throne.

And on the pale wooden throne sat a scrawny old man.

He was wearing a green leather jacket, his eyes were green, his skin was glowing with a pale green, and even on his forehead, there were a few green mushrooms occupying it.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty," said the old man weakly, "welcome to Greywater, and forgive me for being too old to stand up and salute."

"Count Holland Reed." Samwell quipped, "I think you're more of a 'green' prophet."

Hearing the other party's emphasis on the word "green", Count Holland also smiled, revealing his toothless mouth:

"Your Majesty, how I wish I could be a prophet. Unfortunately, I don't have the talent. My son, Jiujian, does.

When he was very young, he nearly died of greywater fever, but the true Green Prophet saved him and taught him Green Vision as a gift.

Later he had some green dreams and went to the north······

"I know your son and your daughter." Samwell nodded, "They now follow Bran Stark, the new Green Prophet."

"Yes, I hope the gods will bless them." Samwell pursed his lips, didn't answer, and instead asked:

"Count Holland, you must know all about the collapse of the Great Wall and the southward movement of the strange spirits. I'm building a new line of defense in Neck, and I hope to have your help, as well as the Zedi."

Theoretically, the Zedi people are also the people of the Seven Kingdoms, but due to the closed living environment and the huge differences between the customs and the outside world, the Zedi people have always been outside the Seven Kingdoms system.

And the rest of the people are rarely able to deal with the Zedi people, after all

Fang hid in the swamp for the rest of his life, and he couldn't find it even if he wanted to.

If it weren't for the cold freezing the swamp this time, Samwell wouldn't have found such an extremely secluded and moving castle as Greywater.

"That's what we're supposed to do." Count Holland generously said, "The Zedi warriors will follow you to the front, and if you need anything, please do not hesitate to give your orders."

Samwell suddenly remembered something, and said:

"I remember the Battle of Elysium, you and Eddard

Stark is the only survivor."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"I'm curious, how did you win that battle?"

"It was a fight I will never forget." Count Holland's eyes were slightly dilated, obviously caught in the memory:

"At that time, the Usurper War had come to an end, the defeat of the Targaryens was assured, and Duke Ed led his army south to relieve the siege of Storm's End, and the Riverlands gave up resistance. In the end, all that was left was the stubborn Dorn.

With Elia Martell dead in King's Landing, the city refused to give in, and the Red Viper gathered an army of 30,000 at the Prince's Pass, ready to march north.

Mistress Eddard did not want to provoke the Dorn, so he left his army in the Frontier and entered the Crimson Mountains with only six knights in search of his sister, Miss Lyanna.

Earl William Dusting, Sir Ethan Glover, Sir Martin Kelso, Sir Theo Wall, Sir Mark Leswell······ They are the most outstanding knights of the North.

Of course, I also joined the team through my personal friendship with Lord Eddard.

When I found the Tower of Elysium, I found that there were three white knights guarding it.

Kingsguard Captain Sir Geralt 'White Bull' Hightower, Sir Arthur Dayne 'Dawn Excalibur' and Sir 'Black Bat' Oswell River Ann.

Although we have the advantage in numbers from seven to three, we have to say that the other party is worthy of being the most outstanding knight elite of the Seven Kingdoms, and he actually has the upper hand in the battle.

Geralt Hightower single-handedly killed two of our companions, Oswell was killed with Earl William, and the remaining Divine Sword of Dawn killed Martin and Theo in succession, severely wounded me, and beat Lord Eddard to the ground······

"And how did you kill Sir Arthur Dayne?" Daenerys couldn't help but ask, "Some say you used dishonorable means."

Count Holland smiled bitterly and said:

"Of course everyone thinks so, after all, we Zedi people like to hide in dark corners and shoot poisoned arrows. However, I also have a sense of honor, and I didn't use any tricks to damage that holy knight duel."

"So you teamed up with Lord Eddard to defeat Sir Arthur in an upright way?"

Count Holland shook his head:

"The Dawn Excalibur was so powerful, it was the most formidable knight of the Seven Kingdoms at that time. With the Greatsword [Dawn] in hand, he is simply an invincible enemy. Just as your Majesty is now."

Samwell pursed his lips and did not say anything about it, but continued to ask:

"Since you still can't beat Arthur Dayne, how did you kill him?"

"Of course, I am no match for Sir Arthur with the true strength of Lord Eddard, but we Zedi have inherited a secret technique that can borrow the power of the gods."

Samwell raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested: "How to borrow it?"

"It takes some talent, and the blood of the ancestors." Count Holland said, "Our ancestors believed in the ancient gods, which you southerners call the old gods. But in reality, the old gods are in the fish, in the rocks, in the earth, and in order to borrow the power of the old gods, you must first learn to merge with the trees, the rocks, and the earth."

Seeing the king's bewildered expression, Count Holland said:

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid you won't be able to use this secret technique, after all, you are a knight of the Seven Gods, not a follower of the Old Gods."

Samwell took a few steps forward, his gray pupils gradually turning green, and he said:

"Count Holland, in fact, my connection to the Old Gods

It's closer than you think."

"Green Vision?" Apparently stunned, Earl Holland opened his mouth wide before he regained his composure and said, "It seems that Your Majesty, you are also the chosen people of the Old Gods. In this case, this secret technique inherited by the Reed family will be handed over to you."

So saying, he took out a codex from his sleeve, and handed it to the king tremblingly, while not forgetting to instruct:

"However, Your Majesty, please use this secret technique with caution. Although it is powerful, it can cause extremely serious damage to the body. Look at me, I'm in my early forties, but I'm nearing the end of my life. That's the price I paid for using the secret method twice."

"Twice?" Samwell asked curiously, "When is there another battle besides the Tower of Elysium?"

"Have you ever heard of the Smiling Tree Knight?" Count Holland asked rhetorically.

Samwell nodded, "You're the Smiling Tree Knight?"

"Yes."

The so-called Smiling Tree Knight actually refers to a mysterious knight who appeared at the Harrenhal jousting tournament twenty years ago.

This man is short in stature, wears patchwork armor, holds the coat of arms on the shield, and has a smiling face painted on the heart tree, so he is called the "Smiling Tree Knight".

That jousting tournament was an important turning point for the Targaryen dynasty and the real source of the Usurpators' Wars.

Rhaegar Targaryen won the final victory, but dedicated the "Crown of Love and Beauty" to Robert Baratheon's fiancée, Lyanna Stark.

Many people speculate that Lyanna is a smiling tree knight, and thus has a bad relationship with Prince Rhaeggar, but I didn't expect that... .....

"I always thought it was Miss Lyanna who taught those people a lesson for you." Samwell Road.

"Miss Lyanna did have such intentions." Earl Holland smiled and said, "She's a warm-hearted girl. However, in the end, it was I who came out on my own, and with the power of the old gods, I was able to defeat the knights who had taunted me."

"Did Prince Rhaegar catch up with you later?" Count Holland nodded:

"I caught up, and I ran into Miss Lyanna, and the three of us had been drinking all night by the lake of God's Eye. Prince Rhaegar also played the harp for us······

His piano sound is full of melancholy temperament and makes people cry.

He said it was a song he had learned from a dream, a song of ice and fire·····."

"A Song of Ice and Fire?" Samwell looked shocked again, "Do you remember the song?"

Horan shook his head:

"It's been so long, and I'm aging too fast...

··· However, there is one sentence that has always been imprinted in my mind and cannot be forgotten."

"Which one?"

"If the ice could burn," tears glistened in Earl Holland's green eyes, "then, the flames could freeze too."

"If the ice can burn, then the flame can freeze ······ Samwell muttered the phrase again, his eyes twinkling.