Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

The snow fell bigger and bigger, like a giant white curtain, completely covering the moon.

All you can see is a white world.

After the collapse of the Great Wall, the wind and snow from the Land of Eternal Winter swept southward without any obstruction, covering all the woods, fields, and villages.

But compared to Blizzard, the White Walkers and their legion of dead servants are more terrifying things.

"Go!" Mance Rayder yelled to wake up his subordinates who were still blinded, "Go to the south! Take all the clansmen and go to the south of the Neck!"

"But Caesar only allows us to stay in the wolf forest, unless we kneel to him..."

"The Great Wall has fallen, and Caesar can't care about you. Run, the White Walkers are coming, we all have to die!"

When the savage leaders heard the words, they didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly dispersed to contact the tribe and head south.

They have all seen the methods of the ghosts, so they are very clear that without the protection of the Great Wall, human beings are no match for those monsters.

Escaping is the wisest choice.

Everyone looked up.

"Yes... my lord." Jon could only accept.

"Okay." Ed nodded at him.

Ed didn't object.

If no one stops them, the south of the Neck will also be shrouded in white terror.

"The enemies of the Night's Watch are always from the North. Sound your bugle now and prepare for battle!"

Where can human beings escape to?

It is also his responsibility and honor as a Stark.

Hundreds of exclamations sounded, and hundreds of people were watching, gesticulating, screaming, and reaching for their sword and axe.

Suddenly, someone recited the oath of the night watchman:

It grew brighter and more intense.

"This is our duty!" Ed replied stiffly.

The commander-in-chief of the night watchman said in a deep voice:

"How do I know!" Mance pulled the other's hand away, "Anyway, it's definitely not with us savages."

Not only did they not have enough troops, but they also lacked the weapons to fight against the White Walkers.

Fears are nothing to be ashamed of unless you let them take over.

After saying the last sentence "I dedicate my life and glory to the night watchman, tonight and every night", he suddenly pulled out his long sword, held it high, and looked at the army of ghouls that were getting closer and closer. Taking a deep breath, he was about to issue the command to charge.

The Lord Commander of the Night's Watch ordered again:

"Jon Snow, you immediately organize the evacuation of the logistics personnel of the Night Watch Corps."

In the boundless snowstorm, a white shadow was rapidly swooping down.

To tell you the truth, right now my heart is beating terribly fast, and my intestines are twisted in my stomach like a cold poisonous snake.

It is strange to say that such a huge wall like the Great Wall collapsed, but it did not affect the nearby castles, as if the ice wall that stretched between the sky and the earth turned into light smoke in an instant and dissipated without a trace.

As for whether it is the real Horn of Winter, I am afraid only the gods know.

"You say... Robb... blowing the Horn of Winter?"

There is nothing in the world more terrible than war, nothing uglier than war, but nothing more glorious than war.

Mance pointed to the north and said loudly:

A group of flames suddenly appeared as it appeared, and the orange light penetrated the giant curtain of wind and snow, sweeping down.

It was just a few people at first, but soon, more people joined.

victory.

boom!

The flame exploded into a gorgeous firework in the ice and snow, dazzling and dazzling.

He looked at the bachelor again, and said:

Pray to the ancient gods, pray that they can take care of their people, pray that they can give him strength and wisdom, and of course the most important thing——

Mance sneered: "Don't think we are as despicable as you southerners."

"See clearly, that is the enemy! The enemy of all human beings! Don't swing your sword in the wrong direction!"

me too.

Everyone knows this, it's just that no one says it directly.

Some people will die in the war, but many more will live.

At this time, the army of ghouls attacked from the north, and the night watchmen in Castle Black panicked. Some even packed up their things and wanted to take advantage of the chaos and flee south.

But I have no choice. In order for you Night's Watch to open the gates and let us go south, I can only claim that the horn is the real horn of winter.

More and more people joined, until finally even the wildlings joined in the chanting.

"Caesar! His Majesty Caesar is coming!"

Eddard remembered his father teaching him that, because the gods might be listening.

Mance dismissed the crowd and was about to find his wife, Dana, when Ed Stark, the commander-in-chief of the Night Watch, ran over aggressively.

"Mance! Was that the horn you blew just now? That's the real Horn of Winter, isn't it?"

Ed froze for a moment, then looked up.

That army of ghouls composed of countless distorted figures was spreading over at an extremely fast speed, accompanied by the howling north wind.

"He's lying!" snarled Ser Alliser Thorne. "If I say so, kill the beasts of men! They will never be our allies!"

And it's too powerful.

Ed also bowed his head in prayer.

"Someone must stay behind to cover the retreat of the army." He said, then ignored Mance and the others, turned and walked towards Castle Black.

Like a giant flaming spear piercing the sky, it pierces straight into the center of the army of ghouls.

Eddard Stark led the cavalry of the Night's Watch to the front row of the procession.

The White Walkers will go south with the wind and snow, bringing extreme cold and death.

"Your Majesty Caesar is coming!"

Mance also kindly reminded:

"The Great Wall of Desperation stretches for thousands of miles. How can we defend such a line of defense with only our few people. Lord Ed, I admire your courage, but right now, the most sensible choice is to retreat temporarily. Gather the army in the south, Choose a more suitable location and rebuild the line of defense to stop the White Walkers."

"The long night is coming, I will watch from now on until I die. I will not take a wife, hold a land, or bear children. I will not wear a crown, and will not compete for honor. I will do my duty and live and die here. I am the darkness The sword in the sky, the guards on the Wall, the flames against the cold, the light at dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the kingdom. I give my life and honor to the Night's Watch, this night and every night. "

Such a bizarre and sad story even caused Ed Stark, who had experienced countless storms, to lose his composure.

Before Mance could speak, Ed grabbed his collar and asked angrily:

Still in the confrontation, the two sides turned their heads and looked north at the same time. Through the snow-white smoke left after the Great Wall collapsed, they saw a thin black line appearing on the horizon in the distance.

"When you hear the charge horn later, follow my banner closely. If I unfortunately fall, Lord Dennis Mallister will command. If Dennis also falls, Mance Rayder will command. If... ..."

Of course Eddard Stark was chanting too.

The accompanying dozens of night watchmen also drew out their swords one after another, and the savages on the opposite side also took out their weapons, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme in an instant.

But at the same time, they couldn't help feeling a little confused in their hearts——

Sir Alliser wanted to speak again, but Ed stopped him.

"Well, I admit, I actually don't know whether the horn is real or not." Now that things have happened, Mance has no choice but to confess, "We searched through the Frostfangs and only found a giant's tomb. See you in it." To a gigantic horn.

But that was the end of the matter, and he had no choice.

"The Northern Territory is behind us, and the Seven Kingdoms are also behind us." Ed said lightly, "Even if they are destined to fail, I will buy them some time."

"Who are you calling despicable?" Alliser drew his sword sharply.

Under the panic and haste, the team was extremely chaotic, and the number of people was much smaller than it should have been.

Never say never before a battle.

Now, please say your last prayers. "

"Ed Stark, think about it for yourself." Mance stared into the commander-in-chief's eyes, "We have already entered the Great Wall, why should we destroy it? Once it falls, we will also suffer. "

Eddie pondered for a while, and realized that this was the best choice.

"Yes, my lord."

"What you have to do is not only to retreat, but also to prevent the northerners from moving south. This is an extremely difficult task, do you understand?"

But without the cover of the Great Wall, Castle Black is like a girl stripped naked, exposed in front of the White Walkers defenselessly.

Ed couldn't care less about those deserters at this time, he looked up to the north, but only saw a dark cloud covered the snow, and spread at an extremely fast speed.

This is a coming war, a war between humans and the White Walkers.

Mance Rayder came to him with a party of wildling warriors.

For half a heartbeat, Eddard Stark worried that the wind had blown it out.

But at this moment, Mance Rayder suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted:

"Robb, he..." Jon didn't know how to answer this question for a while, but the army of ghouls was about to kill him, so he could only calm down, pulled his father aside, and whispered about what happened before.

The army of ghouls is getting closer.

But we cannot back down!

Because behind us are the Seven Kingdoms, countless villagers, lords, mothers, children... so we can't retreat!

Years later, when the war is over, you will become heroes, sung by bards!

Even this battle is destined to end in failure.

"Yes, Father," Jon said harshly, "but I suspect that's not the real him. I don't know, but the real Robb wouldn't do that. And there's no way he'd know I came from the Fist of the First Men." The weird horn found...it's even less likely to break into pieces of ice..."

Ed stretched out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder, his tone slowed down and said:

The squires led the horses, and the standard-bearer came behind the Lord Commander bearing the direwolf banner of House Stark and the pure black banner of the Night's Watch.

But at this moment, everyone was still immersed in the fear of the collapse of the Great Wall. When Mance Rayder yelled at them, their hearts were filled with thoughts of running away.

"And what about the real Horn of Winter?"

It is his duty and honor as Lord Commander of the Night's Watch.

"Maybe someone is dissatisfied with the current treatment, and wants to let the ghosts come in and destroy everything, so as to take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters."

"If we all go down," Mance went on, "then the battle is lost."

"But with you people alone, it is impossible to defend the Great Wall... Without the Great Wall, this line of defense is over."

Countless voices burst out from between thousands of lips and teeth, converging into one voice.

But someone was obviously frightened and said: "Lord Ed, without the Great Wall blocking us, we might not be able to stop the army of ghouls!"

Without the impediment of the Great Wall, they move forward indomitably.

"But that's fake! You lied to everyone!"

The Great Wall fell too suddenly, the southern army had no time to go north, and the dragon crystal weapons were not fully ready.

Ed stood on the square south of Castle Black and said to the herald:

"Blow the horn! All troops assembled!"

There are too many enemies.

"yes!"

But the flames were not extinguished.

And having just heard the news of his eldest son's death, Ed didn't even have time to grieve.

Ser Alliser said sharply:

"Look, what's that?"

"Ed Stark, some of our free folk are not afraid of death, and we are fighting alongside you today, under your command."

Hope they are really listening.

"Jon, where's Robb?"

Of course, you know what happened later, Caesar burned the horn. "

Even someone as determined as Ed Stark felt hopeless at this moment.

Jon wanted to persuade again, but listened to Ed's categorical order:

"Jon Snow, this is an order for you, not a discussion with you."

"Father, what about you?"

"Of course I will stay and fight. This is the duty of the night watchman."

"Release all the ravens at once, and send them to King's Landing, to all the cities in the South, and tell the people that the Wall has fallen, and the White Walkers are coming!"

If Robb really blows the Horn of Winter, whether it is from his true will or not, the responsibility must be borne by the Starks.

Jon nodded emphatically.

Eddard left him immediately, and came before the hastily assembled Night's Watch.

"My horn was burned by Caesar a long time ago, so many people witnessed it with their own eyes."

He knew the other party was telling the truth, and in such a chaotic situation, it really didn't make much difference whether there was a command or not.

Ed's mouth moved, and he was speechless for a moment.

But at this moment, a shrill cry suddenly sounded:

"The White Walkers are coming! The White Walkers are coming!"

Ed searched the crowd, but he didn't find the eldest son Robb, but saw Jon Snow running over in a panic.

But soon, he regained his composure, even coldness.

Whatever the reason, Ed couldn't back down.

The howling wind brought the smell of corpses, death, and fear.

Then he looked at the army and said loudly:

"I know you're scared.

In an instant, it resounded through the sky, shattering the ice and snow.

The haze in Ed's heart was swept away, and he pulled down the visor of the helmet, raised the shield, and put his arms through the belt.

The air was cold and bitter to breathe, but it smelled sweet, the smell of fire, the smell of victory.

"May the gods watch over us," he shouted, following the white dragon flying across the sky, ordering,

"All, charge!"