Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 325 The Queen arrives

The ghouls came so suddenly that the wildlings had no time to form a ring of fire to stop them.

Five thousand commanders each led two hundred spearwomen and raiders to form a defensive line southeast of the cremation stand, while the White Walkers avoided the embers of the funeral pyre and gathered thousands of people in the east.

Before today, the savages had never encountered a group army type of ghost attack.

Usually, there are at most one or two hundred ghouls mixed with two or three white ghosts, and the savages often deal with them with ten times the number.

Two or three savages holding torches surrounded a dead ghost and burned it, which was their tactic.

Because ghouls are not zombies, they will not be infected with the virus if they bite or get scratched by their claws.

Their strengthened bodies and the weapons in their hands are the biggest threat to the defenders.

If one can parry a ghoul's attack, his companions can light it with a torch without worry.

Now it is the savages whose number of ghouls exceeds the defensive front, even several times the number of savages.The moment the armies of the two sides collided, the situation developed in the direction of the collapse of the Savage Legion.

In the eyes of the night watchman on the city wall, a thousand wildling warriors holding torches are like a small island in the dark sea, and the flames of the torches in their hands form a narrow island of flames.

Visible to the naked eye, the boundless wave of icy corpses encroached on the fiery red land bit by bit.

One side kept shouting and killing, but it was submerged little by little, and the torches were reduced one by one; the other side was as silent as the stagnant water in the abyss, cold, and mercilessly rushed to the coast of flames.

new camp.

The savage women and children hiding in the thin and simple fence felt chills in their hearts.The hope in their hearts, like the number of savage torches ahead, is extinguished little by little; the fear and despair in their hearts, like a tide of ghouls, spread step by step.

"Fack!" The priestess warrior cursed with an ugly expression, raised the weirwood spear in his hand, and stabbed at the speed of a meteor, piercing directly into the blue shimmering eyes.

"Hey!" Without any hindrance, he hit Big Daddy's left eye, the spear penetrated a foot into the eye socket, and a small section of the white weirwood spear protruded from the back of his head.

"Tch!" As if it wasn't his own eye that was stabbed, the big daddy Jurgen stepped forward and slashed at Morona regardless.

At the same time, there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air on the right side of Morona, and a pale cold light crossed a crescent-like arc and landed on her right shoulder.

"Ding Dong!" Fortunately, Morona was not fighting alone, and a bearded savage raised his ax to block the long sword that killed Big Daddy Jurgen.

A very ordinary long sword, the blade is two and a half feet wide, two fingers wide, and there are more than a dozen gaps on both sides of the blade that are as small as rice grains and as big as broad beans.But the long sword has been well maintained, the blade has been rubbed white with fur, and it still smells of butter.

"'Knight' Harmon?" After seeing the owner of the long sword clearly, the bearded man groaned and cursed: "I owed me three sheep and died before returning it. Now I killed Big Daddy again. You, really Damn it, let the White Walkers take this guy away!"

"Hey——" Taking a step back to avoid Big Daddy's broken knife, Morona quickly stepped forward, pulled out her own spear, and cursed: "He has been taken away by the White Walkers, if you don't want to join them, Cut off the head of that bastard immediately."

"Knight" Harmon, like Morona, is the leader of a small tribe.Once killed a man in black who was born as a knight, and got his iron sword and black panther fur.Because he often imitated the appearance of a ranger, hanging a long sword at his waist and wearing a black cloak, he got the nickname "Knight".

In his battle with Harmon the Ghoul, Big Daddy Jurgen made only one mistake, being poor.

Because of poverty, the equipment is not as good as that of others.A bronze scimitar is used to harden a fine steel long sword, and the person who wields the sword is still a ghoul whose strength has been increased, so it is not an injustice to die.

"Dong Dong Dong" four huge monsters came from the darkness dragging tree trunks. They avoided half of the remaining defensive troops and walked towards the wildling camp.

"Damn it, the giant has gone to camp!" Val cursed, throwing away the extinguished torch in his hand, and holding the sword with both hands instead.Seeing savages panting all around, and the torches almost all extinguished, she couldn't help shouting in despair: "We retreat and return to the camp. There are ghouls going to the camp, and the defensive front is lost!"

"No!" Morona yelled in a distorted voice as she pushed the big daddy Jurgen into the funeral pyre with a spear, "The rest of the people retreat into the woods! There is no hope, there are white ghosts among the ghouls, If we die, there will be one more bastards, and after fighting for so long, they will continue to increase. Run away, one who escapes counts as one."

The bearded Solon who saved Morona's life roared angrily, "No, my son—"

"My son is also in the new camp." Morona looked at the big daddy who was struggling and burning in the carbon fire, and smiled bitterly, "We can't stop it. The camp has simple fences and a large area. As long as one direction is broken by ghouls, It's all over."

"Where's the night watchman?" Solon asked unwillingly.

"They have never seen a ghoul before, and now they are probably shrinking the Great Wall and peeing their pants."

Several people approached each other while talking, forming an offensive and defensive formation.

For example, the bearded man raised his ax to block the attack of the ghoul, and Morona either kicked it with his feet or stabbed it with a spear, sending the ghoul into the funeral pyre where only the light and dark charcoal remains.

The line of defense that prevented the ghouls from rushing to the camp completely collapsed, and the remaining wildlings, like their leader, threw away the extinguished torches and stood by the pyre, or simply threw a shield into the charcoal fire and stepped on it by themselves.

"The night watchman is blowing the horn, and I can even smell the smell of urine in the sound of the horn, which is the smell of fear." Keller the "Wood Ear" said, leaning on Val's back.

"You can't escape. The Dragon Queen will come back immediately when she hears the horn." Val said with a serious face.

Morona shook her head in despair: "I'm afraid I won't be able to hear it! Besides, so what if she hears the trumpet, she will risk saving—"

"Squeal—"

The resonant dragon's roar suddenly exploded in the sky, and the savages raised their heads in surprise, and saw a bright red dragon with flames like a god's fire sword of punishment, starting from the edge of the cremation altar and slashing all the way to the east gate of the new camp.

In just two breaths, the giant dragon raised its height again and sank into the dark sky, leaving only dozens of ghouls burning like wax torches on the ground swept by the dragon flames.

Morona was stunned, and suddenly shed two lines of hot tears. She held up her spear and shouted excitedly, "Long live the Dragon Queen!"

"Long live the Dragon Queen! Long live the Dragon Queen!"

"Long live Her Majesty Daenerys!"

"Long live Queen Daenerys!"

The cheers spread quickly like wildfire in the mountains. In just a moment, from the savage camp under the Great Wall to the night watchman watching the battle in horror on the top of the Great Wall, it was the voice of Long Live the Queen.

"Hiss!" Dahei roared in the sky in response to the cheers of the crowd.

Then, the black dragon drew an arc across the night sky and landed on the Great Wall.

Under the puzzled eyes of the night watchman, Dany on the dragon's back shouted: "This is a battle for all humans, you and me, the wildlings under the city wall.

Now, all night watchmen, open the city gates, take shields and long swords, and face the White Walkers! "

"Hissing—" Without waiting for the night watchman to agree, Dahei fell towards the savage camp with a Meng Zhazi.

"Ah, the dragon is here, the dragon queen is here!" The savages in the camp ran in panic, leaving an open space for the falling dragon.

"Dragon Queen, you didn't take the dragon to burn the White Walkers, why are you here?" A savage man with a dry face approached cautiously and asked anxiously.

Dany ignored him, and only shouted loudly: "Where is the commander-in-chief?"

"I am the commander, Harley the hunter." Xiaogan said with a face.

"Commander, lead your men to fight with me," Dani jumped off the back of the dragon, pulled down her armor, and pulled out the long sword at her waist, all the savages were stunned.

"Uh, you, don't you ride a dragon and breathe fire?" Harley stuttered with a puzzled face.

Dani touched the blade with her left hand, and there was a "huh", and three feet of bright red flames shot up from the blade.

She held up her flaming sword and shouted, "Here is the Dragon Queen, Commander of Thousands and Centurions, put on your shields and come to me at once!"

"Hiss!" Dahei let out a low growl, and immediately raised his neck, wisps of catkin-like flames appeared out of thin air, entangled between his mouth into a bright red fireball the size of a washbasin.

The savages were at a loss, but hurriedly ran towards the dragon queen, thinking to themselves: Is the queen crazy?This is still in the middle of the camp, why did you let the dragon breathe fire?Instead of burning the White Walkers, instead of burning the camp?

Then, the black dragon lowered its head again, "hiccup", the fireball rolled down from its mouth, and happened to hit the Dragon Queen's head.

"Be careful, Demon Dragon Killer!" Harley's small dry face was twisted into a ball, but the next moment, the small eyes twisted into a crooked slit on his face suddenly opened, and the eyeballs bulged, as if they were about to burst in shock.

When the fireball was about to fall on the Dragon Queen's head, it suddenly turned a corner in mid-air and landed on her left side, where it happened to be supported by her left hand.

It's as easy as holding a ball in the palm of an ordinary person.

Dani has a big fireball in her left hand and a flaming sword in her right hand. Behind her is a black dragon with a second fireball in its mouth. It is really majestic and eye-catching.

She looked around at the surrounding savages, and shouted: "Aren't you stupid? The White Walkers have already broken through the gate of the camp. Didn't you hear the call of the free people?"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," what should we do?"

"There are few people." Dany frowned.

"The main force went out with Big Daddy, Val and the others, and the rest mostly dealt with the White Walkers by the fence of the camp." Harley quickly explained.

Dani nodded and ordered loudly: "The others raised their shields to block the black dragon's left and right sides. Harley, you are my attendant now, protect my safety."

After she finished speaking, she strode towards the northeast corner where the shouting was the most intense.

With a fireball in his mouth, Dahei lay on the ground with his wings and hind legs on the ground, crawling forward like a lizard.

The movements are a bit weird and wretched, but the speed is not slow at all, closely following the running pace of the Dragon Queen.

More importantly, the body is lowered, the abdomen is close to the ground, and most of the torso is guarded by the spear-wielding women on the left and right.

Long Ma no longer worried that an ice spear would suddenly fly in and shoot her own dragon to death.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" Harley seemed to be Dany's knight squire, holding an oaken shield in front of her, and shouted: "The dragon queen is here, commander, commander, come here with the shield bearer Guardian Dragon."

As he yelled, more and more savages rushed over. They held bronze shields, round oak shields, and curved wooden shields wrapped in animal skins, wrapping Dahei tightly.

At the edge of the camp, the light of fire and the cold air intertwined, and the sound of killing and crying became one.

The fence was built of freshly felled tree trunks, which had already been ignited by this time, releasing billows of choking smoke.

Coupled with the cold and dense fog brought by the White Walkers, Dany couldn't really see the battlefield ahead. She could only see the wildlings retreating steadily through the dim light of the fire. People kept falling, and some ghouls were ignited like torches.

"boom--"

"Ah-"

The giant ghoul held the thigh-thick, ten-meter-long tree trunk and swept across the thousand catties. The savage howled and was emptied out of a large area. Among them were two twisted and deformed corpses, which fell in front of Dani with a "plop".

Danni frowned and stepped over a corpse, shouting forward: "Stand back, let me clear the field!"

(End of this chapter)