"All the warriors of Winterfelltown have shrunk into Winterfell. Randolph Tully said.

Mace Tyrell was already blue with fright, and her breath was short.

The army of strangers that emerged from the flames was terrifying, and it was the first time he had seen it.

The soldiers in the south have seen the army of strange ghosts for the first time. When they came to the north, the weather in the north was already very severe, and now they needed to adapt to the strange spirits they had never fought before.

The winter town outside of Randolph Tower has no walls and cannot withstand the hordes of ghouls that come on like beasts.

The snow mist brought up by the running army of ghouls obscured their own army of follow-up ghouls. This kind of momentum is too shocking.

"Alright, all into Winterfell. Will agreed.

Shireen Baratheon nodded in agreement.

Jon Targaryen said, "Lord Will, please give me an army, and I'll go to the town of Winter to guard the spiked stake formation, and light the fire oil ditch where the army of strangers is rushing. ”

"I'm going to do support. "The freedfolk warriors of the north can hold off the enemy in Winter's Town. ”

"The terrain of Winter's Town is a good barrier to the speed of the Wraith's army, and the warriors who are ambushing in Winter's Town can use wildfire bombs and flamethrowers to take the enemy by surprise," said the great sage of the fireman. “

"How many of the freedmen and the warriors of the North are good at archery? ”

"Five thousand!" Arya said, raising her hand.

"Five thousand are good hands!"

"Yes, five thousand are good hands!"

"Give me these five thousand!" said Big Gilly.

"I'll be the deputy!" said Arya.

"I'll be the deputy!" An Gai said lightly. One of his eyes was blinded by Big Gilly, but the one-eyed made his archery even more powerful.

"Arya, your strengths are in spear and swordsmanship, prepare your obsidian spear well. ”

"Yes, sir. Arya furrowed her brow.

"Gilly Stark and Angel, the two of you, with five thousand archers and arrows, are ambushing in the houses of Wintertown, giving the army of ghouls a long-range attack, but not a fight. ”

"Yes, Prime Minister. Big Gilly and Angai said in unison.

"Jon Targaryen, Mance Red, Severed, General Wooden Shield, Tyron Ash, you lead 10,000 freedfolk warriors and northern warriors to stop the enemy behind the fiery oil ditch outside of Winter City, and defeat the Night King's spirit first. ”

"Yes, Prime Minister. ”

"Lord Mace Tyrell, Lord Randolph Tully, you lead all the southern warriors to retreat to Winterfell, guard the walls, arrange the trenches, and arrange the antlers. ”

"Yes, Prime Minister. ”

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Melisandre said, "Lord Will, I request to go to Winterbarough with the Generals Jon Targaryen, the Gully and the Picket need me to light a fire at a critical moment. ”

"No, I have a golden dragon and a silver dragon. ”

"This time the Night King is angry, I'm afraid that the golden dragon and the silver dragon will not be able to stop the Night King's flying spear. ”

"Then you're just as dangerous. ”

"I have the Red God to protect me, and my fate has long been sealed. Melisandre said.

Taryn Ash said, "Prime Minister, I will protect Lady Melisandre. ”

"Melisandre, you'd better not go out. The Night King is angry, everyone must be careful, don't fall in love!"

"Yes, my lord!" the generals agreed.

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A day later, at night, the army of strangers came to the outside of the winter town, and they ran wildly into anything without hesitation.

The 10,000 soldiers lined up behind the oil ditch were silent, and the few escape routes left were wide enough, five in all, one road for every 2,000 troops, leading to the gates of Winterfell.

Puff puff!

Countless ghouls crashed into the stake array, the front ones were smashed into stumps by the endless stream of ghouls behind, and the ghouls in the back still kept crashing into them, hanging all over the stake array. Layer by layer, one by one, the ghouls never stopped, running, crashing into them. Gradually, the stakes were filled with writhing ghouls.

Click!

A spike breaks, falls, and the ghouls behind it pounce on the body, crawl over the bodies of the other ghouls, jump into the stake array in front, get stuck or be impaled, but it doesn't matter, more ghouls pounce on it.

The first row of stakes began to break more, the second row also fell backwards, and the third row was stuffed with ghouls, while the back ghouls stepped on the road paved by the ghouls in front of them and tried to jump forward and fall into the stakes farther away.

Click, click, many of the pickets could not withstand it, broke or fell, and the upright ones were also hung with ghouls, paving the way for the ghouls behind.

The little golden dragon and the little silver dragon flew out, spewing flames and incinerating the spikes and ghouls.

Bursts of black smoke rose into the sky.

Melisandre also came to the front of the Gully and chanted a spell, asking the Red God to grant her divine power to ignite the Gully.

The two dragons breathed fire back and forth, burning the spikes and the ghouls into a fire.

The fire belt is long and wide, and it surrounds the entire winter town.

The two dragons completed their mission and began to return.

A shot flew out in the distance, and it was a small silver dragon in the middle. The little silver dragon screamed and slammed to the ground and landed in front of Jon Targaryen.

Will, who saw this scene on the walls of Winterfell, was shocked and hurriedly let out a roar, urging the little golden dragon to return.

The little golden dragon pulled up and returned, swishing two shots, and two ice spears grazed its body, dangerous and dangerous.

On the ground, Jon tried to pick up the little silver dragon, and Mance Red shouted, "Burn it, burn it." ”

As he spoke, Xiao Yinlong was already out of breath.

Rumble!

The Gully of Fire burned under Melisandre's spell, quickly burning into a ring of fire around the winter town. The only thing that wasn't closed by the ring of fire was the path back to Winterfell.

Melisandre stood up, the fire outside couldn't stop the ghouls from moving forward, and countless ghouls still rushed into the blazing stake array, and the burning humanoid candles made a fire path out of the stake array, and then jumped into the fire oil ditch, and fell, turning into a charcoal corpse.

At the cost of countless ghouls, the spike array was finally broken through several paths by the ghouls, and ran towards the fire oil ditch, although there was a wide ditch in front of them, and the fire was burning, the ghouls still jumped down.

Soon, charred corpses were stacked in the oil ditch, and one place was gradually filled, and it was slowly about to level with the ground.

More ghouls rushed over, ignited by the fire, their bodies burning, still lunging forward until they fell.

"Ready!" yelled Jon Targaryen.

"Ready!" Mance Rader shouted, and blew the military whistle!

General Wooden Shield, Taryn Ash, and Severed Palm Colin shouted together and blew the dripping military whistle.

The soldiers retreated one after another, took neat steps, retreated more than ten meters to the winter town, stood still, and took out wildfire bombs, which need to be violently touched to explode and burn.

Melisandre stood back, fighting was not her forte, she was going back to Winterfell.

Suddenly, a strange ghost charged on horseback, jumped over the stake flame array, jumped into the oil ditch, rushed through the fire, and flew out of the ice spear in his hand, hitting Melisandre in the back.

Burst!

The ice spear pierced Melisandre's body and flew her out with her until she was exhausted and fell into the snow.

Jon, Mansred, and Tyron Ash were shocked, and Tyron Ash rode to fight the Wraith, and the Wraith drew his ice sword and met Tyron Ash, the two swords intersected, and the Valyrian Sword King of Taryn Ash knocked the Wraith's ice sword flying, and with another sword, the Wraith was cut in two pieces and shattered into ice chips.

On the other side, Melisandre's eyes were calm, and the jewel in her throat snapped and shattered, and red light poured out, igniting her body.

Jon and Mance Rader had to let go of her body.

Melisandre's body began to curl, and the fire grew stronger and stronger, as if her brilliant vitality was blooming.

On the city wall, the little golden dragon had already flown back, and everyone looked at Melisandre's scene, and they couldn't make a sound for a while.

The ghouls stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed over the spikes and the oil ditches, swords in hand, and rushed forward with great speed.

"Steady!" shouted the five generals together: "Wildfire bombs!"

A dense field fire bomb was projected, boom, boom,

The ghouls suddenly became a humanoid candle with blue flames. They still charged, and the warriors hurried back.

The fear of death and the large number of these ghouls are advantages.

The five generals slashed with their swords, knocking down all the ghouls who rushed forward. Tyron Ash's two-hundred-pound sword king swung out, chopping melons and vegetables, and slashing the ghouls who had been hit by the wildfire into two pieces.

The soldiers retreated safely into the buildings of Winterfell, and began to retreat the first group into Winterfell.

The area where the wildfire bomb exploded was much wider than the oil ditch, and the ghouls rushed into the wildfire, which was a disaster. Countless ghouls fell, causing the wildfire material to burn more violently, and the ghouls in front of them crashed in, adding burning matter to the fire in vain.

The Night King's whistling sounded, and the ghouls stopped when they rushed to the wildfire, and stopped rushing in to die.

Dense ghouls stood right in front of the wildfire belt, more and more, row after row. They filled in the ditches of the fire, washed out the array of pickets, and lined up in front of the wildfire belt, waiting for the wildfire to burn and extinguish.

The second group of soldiers took out the wildfire canister and prepared to face the second wave of wildfire, which is a simple wildfire canister that can only be used once, and the second time someone needs to carry wildfire material to cooperate, but it is not possible yet, and many unfeasible factors have not been overcome after the test.

The archers were ready, five thousand bows and arrows were indiscriminately covered and shot, all obsidian arrows, only two salvos were needed, at least thousands of ghouls could be killed, and if they continued to shoot like this, it would not be difficult for the Night King's ghouls to die tens of thousands.

The spike array, the oil ditch, and the wildfire bombs have already killed tens of thousands of ghouls, and then tens of thousands have been eliminated, and everyone has safely retreated into Winterfell, and the Night King's first battle has been even more miserably.

He didn't care about the destruction of the ghouls, his army exceeded 200,000, twice the number of defenders, but after the Winter Town, the Night King's army lost a third.

This battle is worth it!

It's just unfortunate that a small silver dragon and Lady Melisandre were sacrificed.

The wind died down, and the snow was silent. The ghouls gathered outside the wildfire belt, all in place, while on the other side, each of the five generals led a second echelon, ready for another wildfire attack.

Both sides waited for the wildfire to burn out.

But this substance takes a long time to burn out completely.

The Night King and his Stranger General arrived, and his Stranger General had twenty-three. In everyone's hands, there is an ice gun.

The Night King also has an ice gun in his hand. He looked at Winterfell, he had grown up here, he was familiar with all the buildings here, and when he lived in Winterfell, the watchtower had not yet been knocked down by lightning, and now, the watchtower was a ruined tower.

The sky was dark, the wildfire material was burned out, the Night King did not give an order, the ghouls stood in place, hundreds of thousands of ghouls, each of them was a warrior who absolutely obeyed the order.

The Night King gave the order, and an army of ghouls swarmed towards the five thousand men in front of Wintertown.

Suddenly, in front of the warriors, blue flames shot out, intertwining into a wall of fire!

Walls of fire for wildfire!

But the ghouls are unstoppable.

Wildfires burned in their bodies, but they charged fiercely before they fell.

Whoosh!

The sky resounded with the sound of dense arrows, and countless black dots poured down from the sky as if it were a torrential rain.

Puff puff puff!

The ghouls are falling!

Wildfire burned on their bodies, and arrows stuck in their bodies, obsidian arrows, and every arrow that was plunged was fatal.

The ghouls are screaming and falling to the ground!

Tide-like ghouls rushed forward, falling like a tide.

With each round of rain arrows, the dense ghouls fell in large numbers.

The denser the ghouls, the easier it is to hit the arrow!

Jon Targaryen, Mance Red, Severed Hands Colin, General Wooden Shield, and Tyron Ash lead the army back to Winterfell, while the Night King's army of ghouls is held back by obsidian arrows, and the corpses of the ghouls are stacked on top of each other, and the ghouls behind must pass over the bodies of these ghouls.

The Night King was enraged and let out a roar of rage, and the voice was piercing, and the stranger and the ghoul charged together, and among the ghouls, giants, shadow lynx, wolves, lions, black bears and other beasts appeared.

The ice spears also kept shooting into the archers' array, the ghouls got closer and closer, more and more, the wildfire burned down one, more ghouls rushed over, rushed forward, and each interval between bow and arrow firing, the ghouls would shorten the distance by a large margin.

This is not the case.

Arrows are limited, and ghouls seem to be ineffective.

"Retreat!" Dajiri and Angai ordered.

If you don't retreat, everyone will get caught up in hand-to-hand combat with the ghouls, and the whole army will be destroyed.

So, a team of archers retreated in a ladder, and if any team retreated, several other teams would shoot, blocking the ghouls' advance.

As the ghouls got closer, leaving more and more corpses behind, but they were also getting farther and farther away from the bow and arrow books.

Suddenly, a group of men and horses rushed over, with Tyron Ash in front, holding a two-hundred-pound sword king and slashing horizontally, and there was no ghost to stop. If he didn't have the Valyrian Sword, the Wraiths would still be able to fight him, the Valyrian Sword was the Wraly's nemesis, and the Ghouls were even more vulnerable.

Behind Tyronn Ash were giants such as Marg, sweeping the ghouls like ants.

The ghouls' advance was halted, and Big Gilly and Angel were safely evacuated with their archers.

With a roar, the Night King rode and charged to fight Tyran Ash!

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