Danny was a Wind and Fire Demigod. She could multitask. While absorbing the spiritual essence from the burning corpses around Winterfell, she could meditate and rest. At the same time, she could control the fireball above her head to ensure that the Deviant Ghosts and Ghouls near the city gate would not return.
However, the Unsullied were just normal humans. When they were protecting the Dragon Queen with their shields, even if they did not fight much, they had to maintain a high level of concentration at all times.
At around nine o 'clock in the morning, the battle had lasted for more than eight hours.
"Woo woo woo —" Suddenly, an urgent horn sounded from the west side of the city wall.
Danny looked back. With the castle as a barrier, she could only see that the sky in the direction of the Forest of Heavenly Trees was reflected in a demonic green color.
Then, she entered her Dragon Spirit state. From Blackie's point of view, she could see the rolling green clouds on the city wall.
They soared up to two to three stories high, and in the howling wind, they pulled out a green cloud that was forty to fifty meters long towards the south.
A large number of Wildfire Bombs detonated on the city wall.
Under the green cloud, the defenders on the city wall bent over to avoid the flying sparks while resisting the surging Corpse Tide with all their might.
That section of the city wall had already fallen.
Nearly thirty deviant ghosts broke through the defensive line and waved their Ice Greatswords. They killed hundreds of defenders on the city wall, directly clearing out hundreds of defenders within thirty meters.
Then, the wooden ladder tactic, the Glory Bomb, was activated by the defenders.
The green flames were torrential, killing seven or eight on the spot. The remaining twenty deviant ghosts spread out and protected that section of the city wall while enduring the burning of the green flames.
Even though the wooden ladders were ignited, countless Ghouls surged forward. Like a torrent that could not be stopped by a torch, every deviant ghost and Ghoul was a source of cold fog. Soon, the flames were extinguished, and they piled up a zombie slope under the city wall.
Then, thousands of cows, wolves, lions, mammoths, and other non-human Ghouls ran out of the darkness. They stepped on the zombie slope and quickly climbed up the city wall.
The ferocious beasts and Ghouls cleared the path in front, and behind them, the living dead squeezed together like sardines.
It was like ink dripping into a clear pool.
With the slope as the center, the Corpse Tide quickly spread out in all directions of Winterfell. The demonic green flames of the Glory Bomb were also suppressed by the cold air brought by the large number of Ghouls and gradually weakened.
In the end, the Ghoul army that intended to invade Winterfell from the east was blocked by the second defensive line on the inner city wall.
However, although they encountered resistance in the dried-up moat behind the outer wall, they did not stop spreading.
"Woo woo woo —" The sound of the horn became more urgent.
The fear and anxiety of the bugler was transmitted to everyone through the sound of the bugle.
"Melisandre and Erlu are defending that part of the wall. What's wrong with them?"
Danny was confused, but she still said to the little green dragon spirit, "Go and get rid of the source."
Little White was lying behind the city gate as a super battery, Big Black was on guard in the sky, and Little Green was in reserve and had been napping on the clock tower.
"Screech —" Little Green let out a deafening howl in the direction of the sound of the horn. It picked up a 300-kilogram Giant Wildfire Bomb and leaped up.
His figure continued to rise until it reached a height of 500 meters. Then, it fell vertically.
Aiming at the mountain of zombies, he retracted his wings and descended straight down. When he was 300 meters away, he released his claws and spread his wings. His speed suddenly slowed down and he drew an arc in the air.
“BOOOOM!”
It was as if a pile of fresh cow dung had landed on a landmine.
The violent shockwave sent thousands of corpses flying. While they were still flying in the air, they were stained with demonic green sparks and began to burn fiercely.
From afar, a 100-meter tall green mushroom cloud could be seen rising from the west of the city. The entire Winterfell seemed to tremble slightly.
The sky, the castle, the courtyard, and the ground were all illuminated in a gloomy green, just like the fate of the people of the Northern Region.
"Screech — boom!" The Wildfire Bomb was just the beginning. Little Green and Big Black were entangled like twin stars as they flew around the city, leaving streaks of bright red dragon flames on the city wall.
Under the dual Dragon Spirit state, Big Black and Little Green shared vision.
Their enemies were only the Deviant Ghosts beneath them.
Only the Deviant Ghosts' "flying swords" could hurt them.
"Hiss —" In Little Green's blind spot, an icy blue "lightning" flew toward its left wing as if it had teleported.
Little Green turned sideways and raised its wings, just in time … for Big Black to come closer and use its abdomen to block the attack.
"Bang —" Like a normal ice spike hitting the front of a tank, the ice sword left a table-sized icy blue frost on the steel armor and shattered into pieces of crystal clear ice shards.
Big Black didn't even change its flying posture. The frost on the armor evaporated into water vapor at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even if it was unlucky enough to be hit by the ice sword, it wasn't a big deal. A hole in its leather wings didn't affect the flight of the Megalosaurus.
"Long live the Megalosaurus, long live the Dragon Queen!"
The Megalosaurus' dragon flames washed the ground. After plowing the outer city wall and the moat behind the city wall seven to eight times, the Winterfell Garrison General shouted his slogan and stepped on the ground that was scorched by the dragon flames. He started to clear the half-crippled Deviant Ghosts that had escaped the calamity.
Hmm, even if they hid in the observation hole, the Corpses were ignited by the dragon flames. Only the Deviant Ghosts could resist the heat and the dragon flames and survive.
The western city wall was reclaimed, and Big Black and Little Green left.
Winterfell had more than 5,000 soldiers in reserve. Jon deployed a group of soldiers carrying Dragon Crystal weapons, wildfire bombs, and wooden ladders to the western city wall to set up a new defense.
"What happened to the western city wall? Did Melisandre and Stannis fall? "
Danny retreated to the King's Gate and asked the soldiers who came to check on the situation.
Winterfell's gate faced east. Outside the gate was King's Avenue, Winterfell Town, and the White Blade River.
The inner city wall's gate was the eastern gate, while the outer city wall's gate facing King's Avenue was called the "King's Gate".
A small barbican was built between the eastern gate and the King's Gate. Little White was curled up and lying in the barbican, while Dragon Queen was stationed at the King's Gate to defend the eastern city wall.
According to the previous plan, the hexagonal Winterfell had six sections of the city wall, and each section had a leader.
Danny guarded the city gate and defended the eastern section of the city wall, while Aunt May and Erlu guarded the western section of the city wall.
Jon, Barristan, Savage Tormond, and Yergret were the commanders, and they led their men to guard the other four sections of the city wall.
Now, Erlu and Melisandre were in charge of the city wall, and something big had happened.
"Two hours ago, they went back to the castle to sleep."
Embarrassed looked tired, his voice was hoarse, and his gray eyes were bloodshot. His old plate armor and half-new Direwolf cloak were stained with smelly, dirty blood, and charred by smoke.
"Sleep?" Danny was deep in thought. "They are preparing for the battle with the King of Mutated Ghosts at noon?"
Embarrassed nodded and frowned. "From last night until now, the battle has been going on for almost nine hours.
The soldiers can still take turns to rest, but the generals will be tired even if they don't fight. Moreover, Stannis killed nearly 200 Ghouls.
When I went to patrol the western section of the city wall, I found that he was almost exhausted, and his sword movements were out of shape, so I let him go back to rest, but I didn't expect … "
"The person who replaced Stannis in command is Sir Dickon Tarly, he … I don't know how to explain this to Sam and Earl Randall." Embarrassed's voice was filled with helplessness and pain.
"He is a devout believer of the Seven Gods, and he has an atonement scroll on him. Right now, he is in heaven enjoying the golden wine of the Green Pavilion Island and the glorious summer beach!"
Thinking about the brave youth who had competed with her for the title of 'Champion of Martial Arts', Danny felt pity.
"Princess Alaine's cousin, Obena, and seven or eight other knights also died in battle last night." Embarrassed sighed softly.
"Who doesn't die in battle? Moreover, it is a long night, and millions of Ghouls are attacking the city. Who can guarantee that they won't die? "
— None of your men seem to have died.
Jon glanced at her, but didn't say what was on his mind.
Dragon Queen guarded the gates of Winterfell alone, and the number of Ghouls she burned and killed was more than all the noble knights combined.
"If the Ghoul King keeps his promise, he will appear in about three hours. Why don't we close the gates, and you go and rest for a while! "he said with concern.
Danny looked back and shook her head. "I can't leave. The gates are made of wood. If the Ghouls rush over, will the guards on the gates throw wildfire bombs?
If not, the Ghouls will pile up like the western section of the city and form a Zombie Hill to attack the castle. If we throw kerosene bombs to burn the Ghouls, even if it doesn't blow up the King's Gate, it will set the wooden gates on fire and collapse. "
"Maybe we should completely block the gates, just like the Hunter's Gate in the west," Jon said with a frown.
"Let's talk about blocking the gates later. I can still hold on for three hours," she said casually.
Jon glanced at the red dates and white fungus soup simmering on the stove. His eyebrows twitched a few times, but he didn't try to persuade her.
"Bang, bang, bang …" The two of them were talking, but the Ghouls in front of them didn't stop. At this moment, a nearly two-meter tall black-furred bison opened its bright blue eyes and charged at them like a small train at full speed.
Danny's expression didn't change. She just stared at it.
A line of fire flew out from the bison's head, and as far as the eye could see, the line of fire flew out.
The line of fire was like a red needle in Invincible East's hand. With a whoosh, it shot into the bison's big eye socket.
"Boom!" In an instant, the bison's seven orifices spat out fire. Its skull seemed to have been lit up by a light bulb. Its stiff and powerful limbs immediately went limp. It slid on the ground for seven or eight meters and didn't stop until it hit the huge steel shield in front of it.
Smelling the burnt beef from the burning bison, Danny's heart skipped a beat. She stretched out her left hand and grabbed the air. The flames on the bison's corpse seemed to have encountered the smoke from a range hood. It turned into a fire python and flew towards the Zombies behind them.
"Do you smell it?" she asked.
"Your white fungus soup is so sweet." Jon swallowed his saliva.
Danny rolled her eyes and pointed at the burnt bison corpse in front of the shield wall. She said, "That's a living bison that was killed by a Ghoul. It's very fresh and has the fresh aroma of roasted beef.
There must be more than one bison living in a herd.
You should send someone to wait for them at the city gate. Maybe they can find a herd of bison. "
"You mean, we should carry this bison back and eat it?" he asked with an awkward expression.
"In my opinion, except for the human corpses, all the beasts and ghouls don't need to be burned. They are your enemies, and also food sent by your enemies," Danny said seriously.
Jon frowned and said, "Actually, Winterfell doesn't lack food as much as you think."
"Including the commoners, Winterfell has a population of more than 20,000. How long can your food last?"
"I used the taxes of the entire Northern Region as collateral and borrowed millions of gold royals from the Iron Treasury to exchange for food. More than 300,000 tons is enough to feed the people of Winterfell for decades, "Jon said with a proud smile.
"More than 30 tons have been transported to Winterfell?" Danny asked.
"No, 250,000 tons are stored at White Harbor, and 100,000 tons are in Braavos."
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