Game of Thrones: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

After the human coalition broke out in a short period of time with a tenacious will to repel the attack of the Dead Corps, after all, the stamina was still insufficient, and that breath was vented.

After all, human beings are a complex animal and cannot be expressed in a simple way.

The blood boiled at the beginning, and I felt that I shouldered the honor, responsibility, and belief, fighting for the wives and children of the country behind, for the people who could not fight, for the faith of the seven gods, to maintain the brilliance of the gods to disperse the darkness.

However, the reality is cold, and when the initial burst of energy is gradually washed away by the dripping blood, what is ushered in is a painful sobriety.

The soldiers of the Allied Forces of the Seven Nations clenched their gun barrels and sword hilts in their hands, cold sweat leaked from their palms, their breathing gradually became heavier, and their heartbeats were speeding up.

Watching the strange ghosts with hideous faces in front of them, Zhang Ya Wu claws rushed towards them, and even the hair and flesh and blood of comrades-in-arms remained in the gaps between the teeth.

Eventually, an emotional breakdown will inevitably occur.

"what--"

Some soldiers couldn't stand the psychological pressure and suddenly collapsed, yelling in horror and threw down their weapons and fled back.

However, the excellent commanders of the seven nations are all gathered here, and naturally this situation has long been anticipated.

The heavily armed supervising team stood up. They were armed to the teeth, holding long swords and directly chopped down those who had dropped their weapons and wanted to become deserters.

"The defector before the formation, die!"

Earl Anders Ellenwood shouted menacingly with a blood-stained sword in his hand.

"Dorn's man has no one to fear war!"

But at this moment.

distance.

The Night King with the frozen crown above his head rides on an ordinary skeleton horse.

Other ghosts who followed his orders were riding ice spiders, and some riding ice wolves and white bears that had already died.

Some even rode half of the rotting mammoth, rushing toward the human army in the distance with heavy steps.

However, only he and a few strange ghosts are riding an ordinary skeleton horse.

Maybe he hasn't waited for a suitable mount.

Ice-blue flames burned in the night king's eyes. He was examining the entire battlefield with calm eyes.

The flames in the eye sockets flickered gently, and it seemed that there was no fluctuation.

"Hey--"

Then there was an obscure language from his mouth.

锵——

Then he drew a long sword that was crystal-transparent from his waist, slightly reflecting the colorful light in the wind and snow.

The long sword of cold ice penetrated the violent wind and snow and pointed straight into the distance, and once again made a harsh sound in his mouth, as if the ice surface was cracking.

"Roar!"

Received an order from the Night King.

The Legion of the Dead made a deafening roar once again.

"Oh oh oh!"

Then there was a sharp howl in his mouth, and he rushed towards the human soldiers even more fiercely and desperately, trying to tear up all the living things in front of them.

"not good."

"hold onto!"

The pressure on the coalition's front became even greater in an instant. The ghouls rushed up desperately, and the human soldiers and the ghouls squeezed each other together.

Kakaka——

The spear was snapped by the swarming ghouls with their teeth.

Even the saber around his waist couldn't be pulled out, and he was thrown directly to the ground. For a moment, there was even a sign of collapse of the front line.

"withstand!"

"withstand!"

"Everyone! Don't go back!"

The commander of the human coalition also began to shout loudly at the same time.

They shouted desperately, hoping to encourage the soldiers' fighting spirit.

Resolutely cannot take a step back at this moment, otherwise it will be a disaster.

"Don't go back!"

"Retreat, die!"

And Don's blood nobleman, Earl Anders Ellenwood, holding a long sword, leading the superintendent team, is still hacking and killing deserters.

Order them to face the enemy instead of abandoning their companions and run away.

puff--

The strong Dorn nobles once again hacked and killed a Dorn deserter.

Although they were all from Dorn and had travelled far and wide to the end of the world, Anders had no mercy to cut people off.

Because he knew that at this critical moment, if his hands were weak and did not deter the soldiers, he might be facing a catastrophic avalanche.

At that time, the battle line collapsed, and even he could only climb on horseback to escape.

Phoo~

Phoo~

Anders' chest was up and down, some panting slightly, and the cold sweat on his forehead slipped off.

"Can we win?"

He lost his mind a little.

And at this moment.

Snapped--

He suddenly felt itchy ankles, and something seemed to be catching his boots.

"Um?"

The Dorn nobleman lowered his head slightly with the blood-stained sword, and then saw the deserter who was the first to be hacked to death by him.

He was already dead.

The body was even covered with a thick layer of snow in the blizzard and disappeared.

However, he did not expect that his face was covered with solidified blood at this moment, and his corpse actually climbed up from the snowdrift.

His eyes turned to azure blue at some point, blood was flowing in his mouth, and he made a meaningless howl.

A palm of his hand gripped his ankle tightly, his body crawled forward, and there was a sharp howl in his mouth.

Then he raised the dagger that he had held tightly in his hand before he died, and slammed it down against Earl Ellenwood's boots.

"Oops!"

Anders Ellenwood's complexion changed abruptly, and he instantly realized that something was not good!

Then the intense pain swept up in an instant, making him even wailing.

"what--"

The blood stained the white snow.

...

"Tell Lord Jon Umber to lead the reserve team to reinforce the Dorne!"

The dark-brown long-haired man looked at the battlefield in front of him seriously.

Then he turned his head and said to the messenger beside him.

Something suddenly seemed to happen to the Dorne front. He seemed to have seen Lord Anders Ellenwood fall down.

Then Ed hurriedly asked Jon Umber, the Earl of Hearth City, who was preparing for reinforcements, to come forward to withstand it.

Although there is a coalition of seven nations to support the northern territory under the coordination of the king, in the final analysis, it is the northerners who are most anxious for the alien invasion.

There are 60,000 coalition forces outside of the northern border ~www.novelmt.com~ and the North Border family contributed 30,000 people, almost dispatched.

All the nobles did not hesitate to send out all the soldiers in the territory, and at the same time they continued to forcibly recruit strong men into the army.

Because this is the time of life and death for the North.

"Yes, my lord!"

When the messenger heard Ed Stark's order, he naturally knew the situation was urgent, and hurried down to deliver the order.

However, it wasn't just the Dorne front, but also more or less riots on the other fronts.

"this…"

"In the end what happened?"

Ed Stark frowned.

He suddenly felt anxious in his heart, and then he hurriedly mobilized soldiers to continue filling the holes.