On this inconspicuous section of the city wall, there were many important people hidden. They had planned to watch the battle of the Strange Ghost King.
Other than the high-ranking generals of Winterfell, Cui Luo, Agg, and Rakarlo were also here.
However, the two Blood Alliance Guards didn't know Westeros and couldn't communicate with the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms.
They kept silent, but "Danny Lilith" was too piercing, and Agg recognized it.
Cui Luo could barely understand the common language, but like Old Bart and Clinton, he understood the true intentions of the Dragon Queen. He remained calm and composed.
After explaining to the two centaurs, Cui Luo loudly said in Westeros, "Watch quietly. Now that the Strange Ghost King hasn't appeared, the situation has changed. The Queen has other plans, and with the Megalosaurus, nothing will happen to her."
These words couldn't explain the reckless behavior of the Dragon Queen. A few Northern Knights whispered, "Does she rely on the Megalosaurus to fight? Looks like the Gith people and the World Alliance Army are just so-so. Back then, Aegon relied on the adult Megalosaurus to conquer the Seven Kingdoms. Even so, he still couldn't take down Dorne … "
"Dang ~ ~ ~ ~" A shrill cry broke through the wind and snow. Everyone who heard the sound couldn't help but cover their ears and frown. The whispers about the Dragon Queen also stopped.
They held their heads and looked over. They saw two large swords clashing, a white blade and an ice broadsword. After a short struggle, the man and the horse staggered away from each other.
The Dragon Queen had already rushed to the front of the Strange Ghost Knight, and the Strange Ghost Knight didn't have the advantage.
One man and one ghost, infantry against cavalry. It was like a competition between knights. Round after round, they charged back and forth.
Cold mist spread around them. There were no sparks when the swords clashed, only ear-piercing and soul-piercing shrills.
Jaime was shocked. He muttered, "Dragon Queen's swordsmanship is truly at the peak. It seems that the quality of the Honey Wine River Tournament was even higher than what was shown in the poem.
Her strength and speed had already surpassed most of the knights, but she was still inferior to the deviant ghosts. Her charging power was even weaker than that of a knight with a ghoul warhorse.
However, the two of them are evenly matched. She even has the upper hand because her swordsmanship is far superior to that of the deviant ghosts. Perhaps it is close to that of Daybreak Swordsmanship from back then. "
"Hiss!" The surrounding noble knights were shocked. "Sir, aren't you exaggerating a little? The one below is just an ordinary deviant ghost, not a deviant ghost king. "
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Sir Barristan," Jaime said calmly.
Barristan's expression was strange.
"Perhaps Arthur Dane is not as good as Her Majesty the Queen …"
His voice was low and reluctant, but the nobles of the seven kingdoms, including Jaime, looked at him in a new light. Had the just and fearless Barristan also learned how to flatter?
"Sir, have you forgotten the swordsmanship levels in the 'White Code'? Right now, Dragon Queen was only able to lift heavy objects as if they were light and lift light objects as if they were heavy. She was half a step away from transcending mortality and entering sainthood! How can she surpass Sir Dane? "Jaime frowned.
Back then, among the six sworn brothers, White Bull Jello Hyder was Jaime's guide, "Fearless" Barristan was his spiritual mentor, and Daybreak Swordsmanship was his swordsmanship coach and also his idol since he was young.
Therefore, Jaime was particularly dissatisfied with Old Bart's flattery at this time. Old Bart's integrity and Dane's reputation as the best swordsman in the world were both destroyed by a single word of flattery.
"Good, long live the Queen, long live the Dragon Queen!" There was a sudden burst of cheers on the city wall.
In the middle of the battlefield, after forty rounds of the blood-boiling "Knight Charge", Dragon Queen finally found a flaw in the enemy. She slammed her sword on the chest of the Corpse Ghost's ice crystal armor and knocked it off its horse.
At this moment, her sword was like lightning, quickly cutting off the deviant ghost's right hand that was holding the sword. Her silver high iron boots stepped on its neck and the tip of her greatsword was pressed against its forehead.
"Deviant Ghost King, come out!" She was surrounded by the Corpse Ghosts and shouted into the darkness.
"Boom boom boom —"
The answer to Dragon Queen was a stampede of thousands of horses and thousands of soldiers moving together. The wave of corpses covered her, and the six walls of Winterfell sounded at the same time, signaling the enemy's attack.
The Great Battle of Winterfell had officially begun.
"Hiss gah — boom!" A huge black shadow rose from behind the city gate and passed over the heads of Jeggert and the others. Dragon Flame Breath.
The forty to fifty meter long Dragon Flame was like a red flame waterfall, pouring down on Dragon Queen's position.
With a slash of her sword, she split open the deviant ghost's skull under her iron boots. Dragon Queen didn't do anything else, she just looked coldly at the swarm of Corpse Ghosts.
"Boom —" The red flame waterfall fell on her head, but it hit a reef ten meters in diameter. The flame flow splashed, forming a huge bowl of fire around her. The Corpse Ghosts that rushed over were like moths to the fire. Their tattered clothes were ignited, their hair was burned, their skin melted, and their bones burned like firewood …
Jaime heaved a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at the solemn Qui Luo with a complicated expression. "You were right. Dragon Queen has a dragon. Nothing will happen to her."
The huge black shadow hovered above Winterfell. Its voice was like thunder, echoing throughout Winterfell and spreading for several kilometers. "Deviant Ghost King cowardly hid in the Corpse Ghost Army and refused the challenge of the Seven Kingdoms' number one war god, Stannis.
He arrogantly called us a 'race that will disappear'. He also said that Winterfell couldn't even last a day and that humans had no right to challenge him.
Now, he sent his weak and powerless subordinates to attack the city.
Now, I want you to tell those ice dregs — our great swords are thirsty! "
"Long live the Megalosaurus, long live the Great Guardian. My great swords are thirsty!" Thousands of warriors raised their Dragon Tooth Swords or Dragon Crystal Spears, roaring wildly.
"Everyone, prepare to meet the enemy! The gods are with you, I am with you, the Dragon Queen is with you, the Seven Kingdoms' number one war god, the world's number one mage, the Divine King Lahlo is with you, the King of the North and the kings of the Seven Kingdoms are with you. "
After saying this, Blackie used its loudest voice and the most majestic Dragon Aura to roar, "The living will never surrender!"
"Kill deviant ghosts, go to heaven, kill kill kill!" The atmosphere made its appearance.
"Kill deviant ghosts, go to heaven, kill kill kill!" The tens of thousands of defenders on the city wall who were facing the Corpse Ghost for the first time were completely stirred up.
They all wanted to imitate the Dragon Queen and jump off the city wall, roaring as they charged towards the Corpse Ghost Army.
Erlu, the red-robed woman, and Jon retreated to the city gate. Like the other generals, they were scattered on the city wall, taking the lead and commanding the soldiers to stabilize the defense line.
Danny also returned behind the Unsullied Shield Wall, while Little White was further back at the city gate. Its long neck stretched into the city gate opening, replenishing the Dragon Queen's Dragon Flames from time to time.
Hmm, Dragon Queen didn't return to the city, didn't go up the city wall, and didn't even close the city gate. She held up a Dragon Flame Fireball and shot lines of fire at the densely packed Corpse Ghosts.
The Dragon Flame Fireball didn't shoot out fire snakes, but fire lines that flew horizontally. They were more than ten meters long and as thick as chopsticks. They blocked a large number of corpses that opened their mouths wide to bite at them.
If the Corpse Ghosts didn't wear leather armor, their corpses would be ignited upon contact with the fire lines. They would burn into a pool of flowing oil.
Their skin was too easy to burn.
If the Corpse Ghost was a Knight, its flammable skin would be protected by iron armor. Danny could also separate a fire snake from the fireball to wash its face.
Dragon Queen intended to open the city gate to attract more Corpse Ghosts to reduce the pressure on the other areas of the city wall.
Who knew that in the face of the fully prepared Winterfell, millions of Corpse Ghosts weren't scary at all.
In just half an hour, she was free. She even brought a high back recliner and a coffee table over. She sat on the chair with her longsword inserted into the left side of the chair. The red clay stove on the coffee table was burning brightly, and mutton rolls and duck blood curd were boiling in a pot of chili oil soup.
Twenty meters in front of her, an arc of fire rose. It was filled with Corpse Ghosts that had been ignited by the Dragon Flame.
Whether it was the swift shadow lynx Corpse Ghost, the tall and mighty bear Corpse Ghost, or the Direwolf Corpse Ghost that hid in the shadows to prepare for a wave attack, they were no different from ordinary Corpse Ghosts in front of Dragon Queen. At most, the fire rope would turn into a fire snake, and one fire snake would turn into two or three.
Even the most cunning Direwolf Corpse Ghost couldn't get close to Danny because there were two layers of steel shield walls in front of her.
Danny wasn't the only one at the city gate who couldn't get close. The other people on the city wall were also doing the same.
The baby-faced Sand Snake looked down from above and stabbed with her spear. The tip of the spear, stained with black blood, hit the eye socket of the Corpse Ghost Knight on the wooden ladder below.
"Plop —" The Corpse Ghost froze. Then, like a robot that had its power cut off, the corpse fell limply from the wooden ladder.
It rolled down the 24-meter ladder and smashed into a bunch of Corpse Ghosts that were climbing the wooden ladder.
However, this Corpse Ghost Knight with the Umbo Tribe emblem on its chest was a real Knight. It had a helmet, breastplate, iron gloves, neck guard, leg guard, and iron boots.
Its Babuta helmet only had a small eye slit. The baby-faced Sand Snake's spear technique was as exquisite as her dead father's, but the Dragon Crystal was brittle and hard. Before the tip of the spear could be pulled out of the eye socket, it snapped in two.
The baby-faced Sand Snake threw the spear to her sister behind her. At the same time, she took another spear with a brand-new tip from her sister. She was panting heavily and her forehead was covered with sweat, but she looked extremely excited.
"Hahaha, I've already stabbed 60 Corpse Ghosts to death, and 15 of them were knights with swords and armor. I didn't expect it to be so easy to kill Deviant Ghosts!" She took off her mask and laughed.
The tall and dark Obaya threw the broken spear tip into the wooden box and eagerly said, "Obena, you've been fighting for almost an hour, and you're still sweating in such a cold weather. You must be tired, right? Take a break and let me do it. "
"No, I'm not tired. I want to kill 100 of them. These Corpse Ghosts are as stupid as geese in the field. They're not dangerous." The baby-faced Sand Snake stuck her head out of the battlement and looked at the Corpse Ghosts on her wooden ladder.
"Don't stick your head out. If you're tired, back off immediately. Deviant Ghosts aren't geese." On the other side, the red-haired Yergret, who was also guarding a wooden ladder, warned loudly.
She was the commander of this section of the wall. Several Sand Snakes, including Princess Alaine, were under her command.
It had nothing to do with her position. The red-haired Sand Snake had killed deviant ghosts before. She had joined the Dragon Queen's suicide squad and was besieged by a Corpse Ghost army. She had rich experience in dealing with deviant ghosts.
"Don't worry. I'm already familiar with the moves of those dead people … Ah!"
The 14-year-old Sand Snake, who looked like a porcelain doll, was smiling and waving his hand. Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced through the night from below the city. An ice crystal flew over like a meteor, and before anyone could react, it was nailed into the doll-faced Sand Snake's eye socket.
Her petite body was like a goose that had been pierced by a crossbow. She flew four or five meters from the battlement and crashed into her elder sister, knocking down the wooden rack where the Dragon Crystal Spear was placed.
"Obena, no …" The Dornish Princess and several Sand Snakes nearby cried out in grief.
"Burn the wooden ladder. Quick, throw the Wildfire Bombs!" Yergret's expression changed drastically as she shouted loudly.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …" The wind was even angrier. The cold fog surged up this section of the wall like a tide. A few gray shadows jumped out of the group of Corpse Ghosts and onto the wooden ladder. They were so fast that they looked like fleeting shadows.
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