Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 806 The corpse is under the city

"Woo-woo-woo--"

On the third night when Erya became the "magic experiment material" of the Dragon Queen, at about one o'clock in the morning, three horns sounded from the tower of the gate of Winterfell.

According to the customs of the night watchmen, one sound represents friendly forces, the second sound represents enemies, and the third sound represents the White Walkers.

Half a month after the East China Sea Watch Great Wall collapsed, and the Dragon Queen waited in Winterfell for a week, the White Ghost army finally crossed more than 3000 kilometers and came to Winterfell.

Although it was already one o'clock in the morning, the defenders of Winterfell City did not panic.

In fact, an hour ago, heavily armed soldiers began to ascend the walls of Winterfell one after another.

Looking down from the sky, a hexagonal fire circle appeared on the gray-white vast land, which were all torches held by soldiers on the city wall, and iron pots burning charcoal fire or kerosene.

"Huhuhu—" Beifeng roared heart-piercingly.

It was as if the sky had become a lung disease patient, and after the onset of the disease, he tried his best to breathe, which made the people on the ground panic.

It was dark enough in the long night, and it was early morning again. The flames rising from the brazier almost drew a horizontal red line. Standing on the city wall and looking down, only the trench more than ten meters away could be seen.

The dark sky is like a devil that sucks light and heat, sucking all the warmth and light from the thousands of torches and hundreds of braziers in Winterfell into the abyss-like cavity.

On the top of the city gate tower, lookout Ygritte lowered her horn and took a few breaths to replenish the air she had blown out just now.

Then, he untied his longbow from behind, twisted an arrow from a dragon crystal arrow, and waited for the other ghosts to approach.

She is the lover of the King in the North and a female warrior, even leading hundreds of wildlings.

She is unwilling and unable to hide in Winterfell Castle like Jon's pregnant sister.

She will gain the glory of a warrior in battle.

She was the one who blew the horn just now.

The rocket flew 200 meters (tailwind), and she saw a sparse army of ghouls staggering towards them, so she blew the horn.

The waiting time seemed extremely long, and she couldn't help but looked around.

At this moment, even though there were so many companions around, and even though she was in a towering and tall castle, and even though Jon was behind the city gate, she just felt very lonely and helpless.

It seemed that Winterfell became the only small boat on the vast ocean.

At this time, the boat was quietly hanging on the dark ocean, extremely quiet.But it was visible to the naked eye that a tsunami with monstrous waves, strong winds, and heavy rain was rising in front of it, and it was crushing the boat.

"Huhu——" the cold wind grabbed her, pierced through the leather armor and woolen sweater, and drilled into her bone marrow, making her teeth chatter from the cold, and the cloak fluttered behind her.

——Why haven’t you come yet, and it took so long to walk more than 100 meters?Moreover, the eyes of the White Walkers and Ghouls emit blue light. It is so dark, why can't I see anything?

"Squeak——" The sound of the door opening brought Ygritte back from her lonely thoughts.

The city gate below opened to both sides, and the north wind mixed with gray and white cold mist poured into the gate hole, causing the flames and shadows to shake for a while.

Yegritte lowered her head, and saw the dragon queen with silver breastplate and blue skirt holding her right hand empty, and an incandescent fireball the size of an orange rose slowly.

The white light penetrated the heavy night fog until a hundred meters away.

"Ah!" There was a low cry from the crowd on the wall near the city gate.

With the light of the small sun above the Dragon Queen's head, everyone saw the snowflakes as big as willow leaves in the strong wind, the thick cold fog that condensed into freezing rain, and the army of dead people coming neatly in the wind and snow.

In the field of vision, there are all ghouls.

There are northern peasants in sackcloth and shabby leather jackets, women with loose hair, knights on tall horses, and armored lords with half of their faces missing. A few rotting corpses with sparse hair, even a skeleton

A direwolf with blood stained red fur, livestock dragged on the ground with cold, stiff intestines, a mangled shadow lynx

There are people and there are beasts.

Their footsteps are very light, and they almost walk on the snow without leaving a trace, but there are too many of them.There was the rustling sound of snakes swimming in the grass in the snow, and it was very intrusive.

Gradually, Ygritte saw the blue eyes of the White Walkers.

It emits a faint blue light, which is not so eye-catching because the snowflakes are too dense and the cold fog is too thick.

"Kang Bang Bang Bang" forty silver-armored shieldmen rushed out of the city gate in small steps, and formed a double-layer arc-shaped shield wall on the flat black ground in front of the gate.

The Dragon Queen, Stannis, Jon, and Melisandre stepped out together and walked slowly to the center of the arc shield wall.

Jon stood up first and shouted in a hoarse and rough ancient language: "Where is the White Ghost King? I am Jon Stark, the Duke of the North and the Guardian of the North. Please come out and see."

The ghouls surrounding Winterfell stopped in unison and stopped 50 meters away from the city wall.

Seeing this, Stannis took a deep breath, lifted his mask, exhaled a cloud of white air, and said in a deep voice: "Where is the White Walker King? I am the only legitimate king of the Andals, the Rhoynar, and the First Men. And the guardian of the seven realms, the one who ends the long night in Asshai's prophecy, I am willing to fight with you."

The Dragon Queen glanced at the king in the cloak of flaming red hearts, and muttered, "It's better to say 'the number one God of War in the Seven Kingdoms'."

Stannis stared blankly, blue eyes cold.

Dany shrugged, turned her head to the darkness, and said in the old saying, "I am the Son of the Era, where is the White Walker?"

Son of Era?what?

It's obviously a short sentence, but why does it sound so aggressive?

Yegritte was puzzled.

Erlu's mouth opened and closed, and he really wanted to ask: What is the son of the Jiyuan? Why don't you reveal your name together with so many names?

The red eyes of the red-robed girl flickered, and she took a deep look at the Dragon Queen.

Where the light of the white fireball "rustles", you can see the ghouls directly opposite the city gate make way for both sides.

The White Walker rode a dead horse, slowly walking towards the front of the army of dead men.

The war horse seemed to have been bitten to death by some animal, and half of the neck's skin and flesh had been gnawed away, leaving only a pale spine with a thick wrist to support the huge head.

The rider on horseback was carrying a giant ice sword that was palm-width and two meters long, and there was also a layer of ice armor that constantly changed colors under the flickering firelight.

There are many deep folds on its face, like a shriveled apple, and its pale, thin long hair floats in the wind like seaweed.

"Seven Hells, this is the White Walker King, so terrifying!" Arianne's complexion turned pale, and her right hand unconsciously clenched the huge "Oar Knife".

"The White Ghost King doesn't seem to be very scary, but the ghouls outside, the Holy Mother blesses them, there are too many, I want to pee." The baby-faced Sand Snake on the side grinned.

"That's not the White Walker King." Yegritte couldn't help reminding: "Don't wander off, try not to stick your head out of the wall, and don't take off the mask, in case an ice sword flies over—"

Arianne pulled down her helmet obediently, and asked sideways, "How do you know it's not the White Walker King?"

Yegritte frowned, "It feels like I've seen a different ghost before, and it feels similar to the one in the city."

Sure enough, soon they heard the voice of Dragon Queen Qingyue coming from the wind: "Could it be that your king is a coward who dare not face the challenge of the number one God of War in the Seven Kingdoms, the reincarnation of Azor Ahai, the son of prophecy?"

Erlu clenched his jaw.

The opposite ghost said, "If you want to see my king, you must first prove the strength of the eliminated clan. If you persist until noon tomorrow, the city will not be broken, and my king will appear."

It was like the sound of a frozen lake bursting, sharp, high-pitched, and ear-piercing, and there was a sore feeling in the ears like a saw sawing the front teeth.

"Ah, that monster's voice is so ugly, I'm disgusted." The baby-faced Sand Snake shouted holding the iron helmet.

Enduring the pain in her head, Arianne asked, "Is this magic? Why is the voice so scary just talking? What is it talking about?"

The red-haired girl whispered: "That's actually an old saying. The White Walker will not appear until noon tomorrow. That's the voice of the White Walker. Didn't your castle receive the letter crow sent by the red-nosed old man?"

"I—" Arianne was just about to feel that meeting is better than hearing, when she heard a loud shout from the city.

It was the voice of the Dragon Queen.

"Bastard, how dare a little White Ghost King be so rampant!"

"Boom!" Under everyone's stunned gaze, the ground under the Dragon Queen's feet shook slightly, and then her body jumped two meters high like a cannonball, jumping directly over the shield wall in front of her.

Wearing a full body of heavy armor, she fell to the ground like a stone pier, leaving only footprints two inches deep on the ground.

However, her figure was very stable, not shaking or swaying. Immediately after landing, she drew out the four-finger-wide white-edged sword at her waist.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

She was like an angry heifer, howling and rushing towards the White Walker on the opposite horse.

Every step she took was so hard, making deep footprints and thumping sounds on the ground.

She was alone, raising her sword and rushing towards the army of millions on the opposite side.

Such fearlessness shocked ordinary soldiers deeply.

The fireball emitting white light was still hanging above her head, following her as it ran fast, dispelling the darkness within hundreds of meters around.

Because of this, everyone on the city wall saw the terrifying number of ghouls outside the city.

They are not crowded together, but one or two meters apart, which looks a bit loose, but the team of ghouls has no edges, and it seems to extend infinitely in all directions.

"Why is she so impulsive, going up alone to seek death?" On the city wall, James not only did not cheer for the Dragon Queen's bravery, but his complexion changed drastically, and he was extremely anxious.

"The Dragon Queen shouldn't have jumped out of the shield protection circle. Since the opponent is not the White Walker King, there is no need to risk the price of being encircled and attack the enemy's front line." Dickon Tarly also frowned.

Clinton and Barristan looked at each other, and after confirming each other's eyes, their faces became calm, and there was no longer any anxiety.

"Don't worry, this is the fighting characteristic of Her Majesty the Queen. It's just a different ghost. She was able to kill several times under the Great Wall back then. It's probably useless now."

The old man just wanted to say that the Queen can kill the White Walker on horseback in less than three moves, but when he said something, he immediately changed, "If you fight alone, within a hundred moves, you will definitely kill the White Walker. She has to show the White Walker King Her 'powerfulness' is convenient for future actions."

James didn't understand the point of the old bus's words, and said excitedly: "This is her specialty? What do the Ghisse Alliance in Slaver's Bay and the allies of the trading city-state do?

With such a reckless way of fighting, Daenerys has never been defeated once? "

Argo frowned and asked Quilo next to him, "What is this knight from the Land of the Setting Sun talking about? I heard Khaleesi's name."

(End of this chapter)