Chapter 393 Facing Night King

"dragon!"

"This is a giant dragon!"

The coalition army, who had already fallen into desperation after the last battle, was slightly startled at the sudden reinforcement of the sky, but then they came to their senses and shouted loudly.

Although the giant dragon has disappeared from this world for more than 100 years, the story about the giant dragon is still widely circulated in the Seven Kingdoms.

In an instant, the allied army in desperate situation broke out with cheers of mountains and tsunamis.

There were even many soldiers who couldn't help crying with joy, seeing the light in despair.

"dragon!"

"The one on the dragon's back is His Royal Highness!"

"God, we have reinforcements!"

The sharp-eyed soldier saw the young dragon knight riding on the dragon's back at a glance. Although he couldn't see his cheeks clearly, he saw that the other party had extremely iconic long silver-gold hair.

This is the symbol of the orthodox royal family that has ruled Westeros for nearly three hundred years, and this symbol has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of the Seven Kingdoms.

Viserys was crowned on Dragonstone Island and became king on Essos, but for the people of the Seven Kingdoms, the most direct impression of Viserys remained as the second prince of the Targaryen family, not the king. After all, he has not yet sat on the Iron Throne.

The huge figure of the Black Death kept flying in the sky, and then spit out the roaring flames to burn the ghouls. Countless ghouls turned into fly ash in the dragon flames, saving the lives of countless coalition soldiers.

…

"Ed! Ed!"

"Wake up! Hey! Don't play dead! I saw your eyes open!"

In the midst of a smoldering fire, the raging dragon flame crashed down in front of Robert's eyes, smashing the ghouls who were still screaming in front of him to ashes.

The red pillar of fire spewed out by the dragon plowed out a deep ravine on the ground and led into the distance, without Robert noticing at all.

The king of the Seven Kingdoms was so disrespectful that he was so frightened that he threw his butt to the ground.

But even so, His Majesty's cheeks were blackened by the dragon flames, only a pair of eyes were still bright, and the black beards were curled up by the flames, looking a little embarrassed.

After Robert Baratheon climbed up from the ground in embarrassment, he dragged him up and went down on the ground with him, even though he was embarrassed, and now there are still some frightened Dukes of Winterfell.

Then he asked out loud.

"Ed! Hey!"

"Is this a fucking dragon?!"

Eddie just got up from the ground at the moment, panting heavily, his long dark brown hair scattered and his eyes still a little uneasy, looking up at the huge figure that was constantly flying and breathing flames in the distance.

He was also taken aback just now, and even now he is still in shock. He thought that he and Robert were going to be burned to death by the dragon's flame, and the family's Valyrian steel sword Frost was thrown away. to the side.

But he didn't expect that the dragon knight sitting on the dragon's back didn't notice the little man on the ground at all, and he didn't even want to burn him to death with a mouthful of dragon flames.

"Yes, that's right."

"Robert."

And Ed patted the dust on his body, and finally took a deep breath, calming his frightened mood.

Then he bent down to pick up the Stark family weapon from the ground, and then ignored the decency of the Duke of Winterfell.

"Congratulations, this is a fucking dragon!"

However, when Robert heard what his good brother said, not only did he not show the fear, anger or other negative emotions that he deserved, but he laughed, and the fat on his stomach was shaking slightly.

"Hahaha--"

Eddard Stark heard Robert's heartless laugh, feeling his nose crooked with anger.

"Respected Robert is still some shit His Majesty!"

Then the Duke of Winterfell couldn't help but swear again.

For Edd, the honor and etiquette of the nobles were all forgotten on the battlefield that made people bloody and dangerous, Edd pointed to Robert's nose angrily and shouted loudly.

"I must remind you that the dragon is owned by your enemies! Not you!"

"It's not you!"

"It just nearly burned us to fly ash!"

"When the war is over, its owner can't wait to pick your head to the point of a gun and show it to the public!"

But when Ed's voice fell, Robert didn't think to stop laughing. The smoke of gunpowder around them standing on the battlefield still filled the air, and then the king of the seven kingdoms slightly restrained his smile, waved his hand and said indifferently. .

"How I die in the future, I don't care."

"That's what happens later."

"Ed."

"At least I know that with the help of dragons now, I won't die at the hands of Dogday's White Walkers, much less turn into these disgusting, disgusting monsters."

"Riverlands, Valleys, King's Landing I am the King of the Seven Kingdoms."

Robert's thick fingers pointed to his chest.

"I can't just watch my people die at the hands of the White Walkers."

This is also the reason why Robert is reluctant to retreat in front of the Twins City, and even has a desire to die, because if he is dead, he will not be able to see it, and as long as he is alive, he cannot allow these things to happen.

"Everyone!"

"Kill me!"

The king of the Seven Kingdoms, Robert Baratheon, had his cheeks blackened by dragon flames, and then raised the Storm Hammer in his hand and shouted.

"drink!"

With the help of the giant dragon, the morale of the coalition army instantly got a 180-degree reversal and became imposing, and instead rushed towards the army of ghouls.

In the sky far away from the core battlefield, Viserys was flying towards the rear of the ghoul army on a giant dragon.

rumbling—

Bellerrain lowered his flying height, and blasted the surface of the Green Fork River with dragon flames. The hard ice surface shattered instantly, and countless ghouls standing on the ice fell into the icy and fast river.

Viserys sat on Balerion's back, the wind whistled in his ears, and a pair of violet eyes locked on the White Walkers not far away.

He saw at a glance the White Walker in the middle with the Ice Crown on his head.

"He's the Night King."

Viserys' heart tightened slightly.

And in the distance.

Hundreds of skeleton horses stood silently in the rear of the army of the dead.

The Night King stared at the young dragon rider on the dragon's back with one hand on the reins, and Viserys also stared at each other in the distance.

The two looked at each other.

Clang——

Viserys pulled the dusk from his waist.

"Whoa!"

The Night King made a bone-chilling sound, and then stretched out his hand. A short spear of ice gradually condensed in his hand, and then hurled it at Viserys!

A mere mortal is not worth his own shot, but this human seems to be no longer an ordinary mortal.

whoosh-

The ice short spear ripped through the air and made a sharp scream, flying straight to the dragon knight on the dragon's back.