Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 766

The main castle of the hearth castle, the stairs leading to the second floor from the basement floor.

The bites of other ghosts, the shouts of soldiers, the beating of weapons, and the desperate wailing of human beings when they died, all came from the main hall on the ground.

"Gods, we should listen to the Night Watchman and leave the northern border immediately, and go to Winterfell, the Valley, or Braavos." Ed Amber closed his eyes and said in despair.

He didn't even dare to turn his head back, because the basement hall on the second floor was full of confused-eyed children and women holding their children's heads and crying softly.

He was too ashamed to look at them.

He is the second son of Great Jon. After his eldest brother Little Jon died at the Red Wedding, and after his father Great Jon was rescued by King Aegon from Twin River City, 14-year-old Ed became the official heir of Hearth City.

He should be the guardian of Hearth City, protecting the subjects and families in the castle.

He did climb the walls and fight the enemies when the White Walkers ravaged the town outside the city.

His swordsmanship is not very good, but because of his strong physique and tall stature unique to the Amber family, he slaughtered among the dead, wielding his big sword, and his limbs flying around.

But those broken limbs crawled towards him slowly but firmly.

The severed hand grabbed his leather boots, his head opened his mouth to bite his cloak, and even the dead who had been cut in half, even if only two long legs and half of the abdominal cavity were left, splashed him with "a pot" of rotten large intestines.

At that time, he was on the slide, not dodging or dodging, and he just caught the pouring tons of feces with his face, and he fainted from the feeling.

Then he was dragged back to the main castle by the guards

When he woke up again, his 12-year-old sister Anna cried and told him: the town was lost, the city wall was lost, the platform outside the main castle was lost, and the ghouls had rushed into the castle hall. battlefield.

Because there are no soldiers on the second floor, all women, old people and children.

"The hall is lost, retreat to the next floor, hold the stairs—ah! Direwolf, no—"

"Fire, fire, torches, quick—"

"Bastard, I will fight with you!"

Soon, the negative floor was also filled with choking black smoke, swaying red light and thick cold fog.

The dead will not cry out, only the roars and screams of humans echo in the rooms on the negative floor.

"My lord, we must make a decision early!" the chief guard of Hearth City found the little Earl Ed, and said sadly.

"I am willing to live and die with Hearth City." Ed clenched the hilt of his sword, tremblingly said: "But those women and children"

The captain of the guard lost his helmet, his grey-brown hair wet with blood, sweat and ice water stuck to his dark and rough scalp, his hard square face had several teeth marks from being bitten, and half of his cheek was almost bitten off .

Every time I speak, air passes through the teeth marks, and a string of tiny air bubbles pop up in the bloody wound.

There are still three deep scratches on the iron armor on his chest, which almost cut through the steel plate.

These injuries were all the work of the direwolf ghoul.

If it were a zombie, he would have joined the army of zombies long ago.

Thankfully, ghouls are magical, not science fiction at all.

Uh, well, what you gain has what you lose. Zombies can get headshots, so there is no requirement for weapons; ghouls are not afraid of headshots, and ordinary weapons cannot cause critical attacks.

"It's better to die in the fire than to become a monster." The chief guard's words leaked out, and also leaked the despair and determination that filled his chest.

The so-called final struggle is to start from the second floor, ignite the entire castle with kerosene, and die together with the ghouls and different ghosts who entered the castle.

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have hesitated. When I received the raven from Castle Black, I should immediately go to Mojiang and leave Hearth Castle." Ed said painfully, holding his head.

"Walk about the Mo Jiang of the Other Ghost, the river has already froze." The head guard spat blood and cursed.

"Frozen? I remember that half a month ago, there were long boats transporting us a large amount of food along the Mojiang River." Ed Amber wondered.

Well, after all, Amber is an old nobleman for thousands of years. He is used to the simple and simple life style of the people in the north, and there is no "Linnese" type of daughter-in-law. Finally, there is a batch of gold in the family, and they take all of it to Braavos Bought food—this was Jon's request, and he knew that the Long Night was real.

"Probably on the day the Great Wall collapsed, a thin layer of ice formed on the Mo River." The head guard looked ashen, shook his head, and sighed: "The northern border is over, the Mo River freezes, and the White Sword River (Winterfell), Weeping River (Dreadful Fort) and Broken River (Fort Hornwood) are exceptions? Stark, Bolton, they are all finished, and there is no escape."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" the women who heard the conversation between them no longer suppressed it, and burst into tears. After a while, the entire castle was enveloped in crying.

"Hey, Sir Cruise, you go and arrange it!" Ed Amber's eyes were dim, and he waved his hands dejectedly.

"boom------"

There was a loud bang above the head, and the entire basement was shaking violently, and the soil slid down the cracks in the planks of the ceiling.

The violent and hot air wave rushed from the entrance of the corridor from the basement floor to the first floor, and the army of dead people crowded into a group on the stairs was like a piece of paper in a strong wind, rolling into the hall.

People in the basement floor had tinnitus for a moment.

"What's the situation?" Ed patted his ears, looking at the ceiling in surprise.

——It was quiet, and there was no second explosion.

The head guard avoided the ghoul fire, walked out of the stairs on the second floor in a few steps, and looked towards the entrance of the first floor with his head.

When he saw the red flames drifting in with the wind, he suddenly realized, and shouted in ecstasy, "Someone is here to rescue us, it's kerosene bombs!"

"So fast? Our ravens have just been sent away for less than an hour. It is impossible for Winterfell and Castle Black to arrive so quickly!" Ed Amber wondered.

No matter how puzzled they were, they happily accepted the reality.

After the explosion, most of the ghouls in the negative floor fell down inexplicably. The soldiers in Hearth City didn't know why, but their morale was boosted one by one, and they took the lead bravely, cutting with knives and burning.

Ten minutes later, they cleaned up all the ghouls on the first floor, and Ed Amber, under the protection of three shieldmen, carefully climbed out of the stairs on the first floor.

As soon as he poked his head out, Ed stiffened all over and stood there in a daze.

"Have you seen it clearly? What happened up there? Why did you only throw a kerosene bomb once?" the chief guard behind asked anxiously.

"I see, fire, fire everywhere." Ed Amber said blankly.

"No danger!" said the shield-wielding soldier, and walked out of the stairs first.

Then, a group of soldiers surrounded the little earl and filed out.

The chief guard understood the meaning of Ed's previous words.

Yes, fire, there are fires everywhere, as if the whole castle is raining fire, high platforms, steps, courtyards, walls, roofs, there are burning fires everywhere, densely packed, exuding the smell of burning corpses .

They saw clearly that every fire was a burning corpse.

How dense the ghouls were once, how dense the fire is now.

The castle was quiet, only the beeping sound of burning corpses, black smoke and red flames filled the entire sky.

In the cold winter when the long night came, they actually felt the scorching heat that they had never experienced in summer.

"Is this the only one left?" Suddenly, a clear female voice came from the direction of the main castle hall.

"Who, who's there?" Ed Amber stood on tiptoe, widened his eyes, and looked hard, but was blocked by the burning red flames, and couldn't see anything.

Well, before the main castle hall was crowded with ghouls, and even the roof was stacked on top of each other. At this time, they all turned into burning matches, the roof was blown off, and the corpses in the hall were piled up like a mountain. Red flames rose four to five meters high, scorching The smelly thick smoke even covered the sky.

"Hula la!" The flames that stood in front of them like reeds came to life. Like soldiers in formation, they actively moved to both sides, making way for a spacious two-meter-wide avenue.

At the end of the road, there is a tall throne carved from red iron ore, with three steps, and it is two meters high including the back of the chair.

But all eyes were attracted by the young woman in blue and white armor sitting lazily on the steps under the throne, resting her forehead on her hands.

The long sword was slanted on one side of the steps, and the visor was pulled up, revealing a face like an autumn moon, but the exquisite facial features could not conceal her heroic and overlord temperament.

Uh, looking down on everything is all an illusion.

The Dragon Queen just felt a little bored at this moment, and was also a little worried about the situation in the northern border, and then sat on the steps thinking while absorbing a large amount of ghost essence.

He didn't even have the idea of ​​shaking his whole body and releasing his bastard spirit.

The people in Hearth Castle thought she was domineering, just because in the fierce red flames in front of her, there was a ferocious black dragon with half-opened and half-closed eyes crawling.

Put a clay dog ​​on the back of a giant dragon, and people will think it is the overlord of dogs.

In an instant, everyone understood the identity of the female overlord.

"Dragon Queen!" They were both shocked and delighted.

When the Dragon Queen arrived, they were finally saved; but within a quarter of an hour, the Dragon Queen emptied the endless White Walkers that destroyed Hearth Castle. How did she do it?

Even though Lie Yan got out of the way, neither Ed Umber nor the castle guard could walk over to thank the Dragon Queen.

Because the flames were burning around her and the dragon, the masonry ground was scorching hot, and the iron swords and iron armor on the ground were even red-hot. One dragon and one person didn't feel it, and they were at ease, but they couldn't bear it.

Even standing in the side hall, separated by a long distance, they were sweating profusely, their cheeks were hot red, and they almost fainted from the roast.

Dahei stayed outside, and the Dragon Queen was invited into the hall on the first floor.

By the light of the torches, Dany saw hundreds of mournful, blank faces.

"These are the only people left." Ed Amber said bitterly: "Originally, there were more than [-] townspeople in Hearth Castle, and the town outside the city fell immediately, and the city walls failed to stop the White Walkers.

Ordinary swords did not kill the White Walkers.

In less than half an hour, the entire castle, only those of us hiding in the castle survived. "

More than 50 guards, more than 400 old and weak women and children.

It's too awful.

"Tomorrow a group of pterosaurs will come and send you to Winterfell, or somewhere else in the south." Dany sighed.

This is the long night.

Not everyone can be as powerful as her. Ordinary people have no dragons, no magic, facing the tide of ghouls, they are like people who can't swim falling into a tsunami-struggling with a splash, and then Get caught in the waves.

"Your Majesty, you seem to have killed all the White Walkers. Is Hearth Castle safe?"

Hearing that the Dragon Queen was going to send a pterosaur to take them away, Ed Amber was embarrassed.

"Kill them all?" Dany smiled wryly and shook her head, "Guess how many White Walkers attacked Hearth Castle?"

"Boundless, there are at least [-] people." Sir Cruise, the chief guard, affirmed.

"Wrong," Dany held up two fingers, "only two!"

"Two? Impossible, how could there be only two of the densely packed dead people?"

The Dragon Queen's words caused an uproar in the hall, and everyone looked at her strangely: Could it be that such a domineering Dragon Queen can't do arithmetic?

(End of this chapter)