Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 809

Dani is a demigod with dual elements of wind and fire. She can multitask with one mind. While absorbing the ectoplasm from the incinerated corpses in the entire Winterfell city, she meditates and rests while controlling the fireball above her head to ensure that the white ghosts and ghouls near the city gate are safe. To no return.

But Unsullied is just an ordinary person. When guarding the Dragon Queen with a shield, even if there is not much time to actually fight, he must always ensure a high degree of mental concentration.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, the fighting had lasted for more than eight hours.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." suddenly, hurried horn sounded from the west section of the city wall.

Dany looked back, blocked by the castle, and could only see the sky in the direction of the godswood reflected in a coquettish green.

Then, she entered the dragon spirit state, and from the perspective of Dahei in mid-air, she saw the green flame cloud rolling on the city wall.

Soaring as high as two or three floors, a green cloud four to fifty meters long was drawn southward in the howling wind.

A large-yield wildfire bomb detonated directly on the city wall.

Under the green clouds, the defenders of the city wall bent over to avoid the flying sparks, while struggling to resist the surging tide of corpses.

That part of the wall has fallen.

Nearly 30 different ghosts broke through the line of defense, wielding the giant ice sword, and slaughtered on the city wall, directly clearing hundreds of defenders within [-] meters around them.

Then the glorious bomb of the wooden ladder tactics was activated by the defenders.

The green flames surged, killing seven or eight of them on the spot, and the remaining [-] aliens scattered and baked against the green flames, protecting that section of the city wall.

Even if the wooden ladder is ignited, countless ghouls will come, just like the torch can't stop the torrent, every ghost and ghoul is a source of cold mist.Soon, the flames were extinguished, and they piled up a ramp of living corpses under the city wall.

Then, thousands of cows, wolves, lions, mammoths and other non-human ghouls rushed out of the darkness, stepped on the slope of the living corpses, and quickly climbed up the city wall.

The ferocious ghouls led the way, followed by the undead huddled together like sardines.

Like ink dripping from a pool of clear water.

The wave of corpses centered on the slope and quickly spread to all directions of Winterfell.The bewitching green flames burning in the Glory Bullet were also forced by the cold air brought by a large number of ghouls, and their strength gradually weakened.

In the end, the army of ghouls intending to invade Winterfell to the east was blocked by the second line of defense on the inner wall.

But although they encountered resistance in the dry moat behind the outer wall, they still did not stop spreading.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The fear and anxiety of the trumpeter are transmitted to everyone through the sound of the trumpet.

"That part of the city wall is defended by Melisandre and Erlu, what's going on with them?"

Dani was puzzled, but she still spoke with the little green dragon, "Go and solve the source."

Xiaobai lay behind the city gate to act as a super battery, Dahei stood guard in the sky, and Xiaolu served as a reserve, dozing off on the clock tower.

"Hissing——" Xiaolu let out a loud roar in the direction of the horn sound, picked up a can of 300 kg equivalent wildfire bombs, and jumped up.

His figure kept rising, reaching a height of 500 meters, and then fell vertically.

Aiming at the slope of the mountain of living corpses, he retracted his wings and fell straight down. At 300 meters, he let go of his claws, opened his flesh wings, and suddenly slowed down, drawing an arc in the air.

"BOOOOM!"

It was as if a lump of fresh cow dung fell right on top of the mine.

The violent air waves lifted tens of thousands of corpses, and while they were still flying in the air, they were stained with green sparks and began to burn violently.

Seen from a distance, a green mushroom cloud [-] meters high rises in the west of the city, and the entire Winterfell city seems to shake a few times.

The sky, the castle, the courtyard, and the earth were all reflected in a miserable green, just like the fate of the people in the north at this time.

"Hiss—boom!" The wildfire bomb was just the beginning, and Little Green and Big Black were entangled like twin stars, flying around, leaving bright red dragon flames on the city wall.

In the double dragon spirit state, Big Black and Little Green share vision.

Their only enemies are the White Walkers beneath them.

Only the "flying swords" of the White Walkers can hurt them.

"Xiao——" In Xiaolu's blind spot, an ice blue "lightning" flew towards his left wing joint like a teleport.

Little Green rolled over, raised her wings, and just rightly let Big Hei lean over, blocking the attack with her belly.

"Boom—" Just like an ordinary ice spike hitting the front of the tank, the ice sword left a table-sized ice-blue frost on the tile-steel belly armor, and it shattered into pieces of crystal clear ice shards.

Dahei didn't even deform his flying movements, and the frost on the belly armor evaporated into water vapor at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even if it is unfortunately hit by an ice sword, it will not be a big problem. A hole in the leather meat wing will not affect the dragon's flight.

"Long live, long live the dragon, long live the dragon queen!"

After the giant dragon Longyan washed the ground and repeatedly plowed seven or eight times on the outer city wall and the moat behind the city wall, the guard of Winterfell chanted slogans, stepped on the ground scorched by the dragon's flame, and began to clean up and hide in the corners. A half-crippled ghost.

Well, even hiding in the lookout holes, the wights were set on fire by the aftermath of dragon flames, and only the White Walkers survived the heat and flames.

The west city wall was regained, and Dahei and Xiaolu left.

Winterfell had a reserve team of more than 5000 people, and soon Jon dispatched another group of soldiers, carrying dragonglass weapons, wildfire bombs and wooden ladders, to the west wall to re-arm.

"What about the western walls? Melisandre and Stannis have fallen?"

Dany retreated back to the king's gate and asked Jiong who came to check the military situation.

The gate of Winterfell faces east, and when you go out, you will find the King's Road, Winterfell and the White Knife River.

The gate of the inner city wall is the east gate, and the gate of the outer city wall facing the King's Road is called "King's Gate".

At this time, a small urn city was built between the east gate and the king's gate. Xiao Bai curled up and lay on the inside of the urn, while the dragon queen was stationed in front of the king's gate, responsible for defending the east wall.

According to the previous plan, the hexagonal Winterfell had six sections of walls, each with a leader.

Dani guards the city gate and defends the eastern part of the city wall, while Aunt Mei and Erlu defend the western part of the city wall.

Jon, Barristan, Wildling Tormund, and Ygritte, as the commanders, lead people to garrison the other four sections of the city wall.

Now, Erlu and Melisandre are responsible for a major accident on the city wall.

"Two hours ago, they went back to the castle to sleep."

Jon looked tired, his voice was hoarse, his gray eyes were bloodshot, and his old plate armor and half-new direwolf cloak were stained with stinking blood and smoky burnt.

"Sleeping?" Dany thought thoughtfully, "Are they preparing for the battle of the White Ghost King at noon?"

Jon nodded, frowned and said, "From last night to now, the battle has been going on for almost nine hours.

Soldiers can still take turns to refresh, and generals will be mentally exhausted even if they don't go to battle, not to mention that Stannis killed nearly two hundred ghouls.

When I went to inspect the west city wall, I found that he was almost out of strength, and the movement of swinging the sword was out of shape, so I asked him to go back to rest, unexpectedly."

"The person who replaced Stannis in command of the defense is Ser Dickon Tarly. I don't know how to explain him to Sam and Lord Randyll." Jon's voice was full of helplessness and pain.

"He is a devout follower of the Seven Gods, and he has an atonement scroll on his body. Right now, he is enjoying the golden wine of Qingting Island and the splendid summer beach in heaven!"

Thinking of the brave young man who once competed with her for the "Martial Arts Champion", Dani also felt regretful.

"Princess Arianne's cousin, Oberna, and seven or eight other knights were also killed last night." Jon lamented softly.

"How can anyone not die in a war? What's more, it's a long night, and millions of ghouls attack the city. Who can guarantee that they will not die?"

— None of your men seem to have died.

Jon glanced at her, but didn't speak his mind.

The Dragon Queen guarded the gate of Winterfell alone, and burned more ghouls and hacked to death than all the noble knights combined.

"If the White Ghost King keeps his promise, he will appear in about three hours. It's better to close the city gate, and you should go and rest for a while!" he said with concern.

Dany looked back, shook her head and said, "I can't leave, the city gate is made of wood, if ghouls crowd in, will the defenders on the gate upstairs throw wildfire bombs?

If you don’t throw them away, the ghouls will pile up layer by layer, just like the west of the city, forming a slope of living corpses and attacking the castle; throwing kerosene bombs to burn the corpses will ignite the wooden city gate even if it will not blow open the king’s gate , burn down. "

"Maybe the city gate should be completely bricked, just like the hunter's gate in the west." Jon frowned.

"Let's talk about blocking the city gate later, I can hold on for three hours." She said casually.

Jon glanced at the red dates and white fungus soup stewed on the stove, his brows twitched a few times, but he didn't try to persuade him anymore.

"Bang bang bang" the two were talking, but the ghosts under the dark sky in front of them didn't stop. At this moment, a black-haired buffalo nearly two meters high stared at the blue eyes like a full-fledged joint. The horsepower of a small locomotive rushed over.

Dani's expression remained unchanged, she only stared at it intently.

A line of fire flew out from the Longyan fireball above the head, and as far as the line of sight was concerned, the line of fire arrived.

The thread of fire was like a red string threading a needle in Dongfang Bubai's hand, swishing it into the eye socket as big as a bison wine glass.

"Boom!" In an instant, the bison spewed fire from its seven orifices, as if a light bulb was ignited in the skull cavity, its stiff and powerful limbs immediately went limp, and it slid seven or eight meters on the ground until it hit the giant tile-steel shield in front of it before stopping.

Smelling the burnt beef aroma from the burning bison, Dani's heart moved. She stretched out her left hand and grabbed it. The flames on the bison carcass seemed to encounter the smoke from a range hood, and turned into a python, abducted Bend, and fly to the living dead running behind.

"Did you smell it?" she asked.

"Your tremella soup is so sweet." Jon swallowed.

Dany rolled her eyes, pointed at the charred black cow corpse lying in front of the shield wall, and said, "That's a bison that was killed alive by the White Walkers, it's very fresh, and it has the tender aroma of roast beef.

And bison live in groups, there must be more than one of them.

You should send someone to the gate of the city to wait for the rabbit, maybe you can pick up a herd of bison. "

"You mean, take this bison back and eat it?" Jiong asked with a grimace.

"According to my opinion, except for human corpses, all beast ghouls don't need to be burned. They are not only your enemies, but also the rations sent by the enemies for you." Dani said seriously.

Jon frowned and said, "Actually, Winterfell is not as short of food as you think."

"Counting the civilians, the population of Winterfell exceeds [-], how long can your food last?"

"I used the taxes of the entire northern territory as collateral, and I exchanged the millions of golden dragons I loaned from the Iron Bank for grain. Three hundred and ten thousand+ tons, enough to feed the people of Winterfell for decades." Jon smiled triumphantly.

"More than 30 tons, have they all been shipped to Winterfell?" Dany asked.

"No, 25 tons are stored in White Harbor, and [-] tons are stored in Braavos."

(End of this chapter)