Chapter 412 Wildfire Vessel

"Ho-"

The giant dragon hovered in the sky, spitting out flames from time to time, drowning a large number of ghouls in the sea of ​​fire.

rumbling—

The ice surface frozen by the Night King melted again under the raging dragon flames. Many ghouls who rushed up fell into the water and were washed away by the rushing river, or were shot directly through the neck by the burning arrow. , and then fell to the ground.

bang——

Another sharp arrow was powerful and penetrated directly into the head of a ghoul. The tip of the arrow drilled into the eye socket and came out from the back of the head. The kerosene smeared on the arrow was burning the ghoul's body.

The ghoul in the armor of the Reach soldiers let out a sharp howl, fell to the ice, and then tried to get up, but was crushed by the ghoul that came up behind him.

As the commander-in-chief of the front line, Lan Dao Tully slowly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, and his face was a little dignified.

As a commander who had fought against the White Walkers many times, he was keenly aware that the White Walkers had come prepared this time, perhaps learning the lessons of the last retreat.

After all, humans also have a strong support here.

Randall Tully raised his head slightly and looked up at the sky. The figure of the black dragon was still walking through the wind and snow. The flames spit out and directly burned the ghouls that rushed to the river to ashes, and also melted the solid. ice.

Randall Tully is a tough guy who is both rigid and shrewd, but also has a steel will, and is notoriously candid in his speech.

His rigidity is reflected in his insistence on certain issues.

For example, the affirmation of the oath is the loyalty of the monarch and the king.

For example, he believes that women should stay in the delivery room instead of dancing with knives and guns, and that men should be brave and fearless, fighting to the death on the battlefield.

Because of this, he is extremely dissatisfied with his eldest son, Samwell Talley, because Samwell is fat, timid, and extremely lacking in self-confidence, but he turns a blind eye to Samwell's advantages, such as he is very smart, loves to read, Good at thinking and so on.

Randyll Tully's shrewdness was reflected on the battlefield. He was the most famous general in the Reach, agile and cunning with his troops.

He once defeated Robert Baratheon head-on at the Battle of Poplar Beach, which was the only defeat in Robert's life before.

He didn't actually like Viserys, even though he had fought to the end for House Targaryen.

Because in his opinion he has exhausted his loyalty to House Targaryen, and now he has surrendered to House Baratheon along with his monarch.

Viserys's comeback turned into an invader in his eyes, and Viserys' vanguard was also composed of some aliens and rebels.

But even so, he had to admit that the arrival of Viserys greatly eased the pressure on the coalition.

"Roar--"

The figure of the giant dragon circled constantly, gradually disappearing into the vast snow and wind, and only the sound of the dragon's roar could be heard.

The blizzard is getting bigger and bigger.

"In the end, it's up to us."

The bald-headed man murmured slightly, then pulled out the broken heart from his waist, then slashed a ghoul with a sword in the face, and roared angrily.

"Stand your ground!"

And in the center of the coalition.

King Robert Baratheon rode on a majestic black-haired warhorse, holding a warhammer, quietly watching the distant battlefield.

But it has been much quieter here, not as lively as the front line.

Although the center line is not too far from the front line, it mainly leaves some space for the soldiers in the front line to retreat. If they are defeated and flee, they can escape from both sides of the center line without hitting the center line.

The formation of marching battles is very important. The battlefield is not unlimited expansion. It is useless for all soldiers to pile up on the bank of the river, and it will cause a chain reaction.

"Ed."

The beard on his chin fluttered slightly in the wind, and at this moment, Robert, who was staring at the distant battlefield, suddenly said.

However no response was received.

"Ed?"

Then Robert Baratheon turned his head to look beside him, then turned his head to look to the other side.

The surrounding soldiers and nobles all showed strange eyes and whispered, and Ruth Bolton, the Earl of Dreadfort, was assigned to the center. He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at his king, not knowing what he was thinking. .

The Kingsguard Captain Barristan Selmy, Marlin Tran, Manden Moore and others who followed Robert looked at each other.

They all know that His Majesty the King is nervous

"Shit!"

And Robert didn't remember until this time that Eddard was no longer by his side, but had already led the cavalry of the Seven Kingdoms to the front line.

Robert cursed in a low voice and clenched the warhammer in his hand.

He suddenly felt a hint of coolness, and he didn't know when his palms had been sweating a lot.

According to the river defense tactics, the cavalry played little role, and the cavalry had no way to jump into the water to fight.

So the Dothraki bloodguard Kargo led all the cavalry across the Green Fork to the other side of the river, not knowing what to do.

"Prepare!"

"put!"

Then, with an order from the commander of the siege weapon position, the giant crossbow and trebuchet roared again.

boom boom-

The huge boulders that were burning with flames passed over the heads of the soldiers in the front line, dragged black smoke behind them, and then fell into the Green Fork River.

With the raging dragon flames, the fire almost illuminated the entire sky, and even the night was as bright as day.

At this time, one of the coalition's killers, a ship full of wildfires, was also dispatched.

These ships were either civilian or commercial vessels temporarily requisitioned on the banks of the Green Fork.

Because of the possibility of losing the war in advance, the human coalition re-enacted the preparations before the battle of Winterfell.

The surrounding residents have already been evacuated, and they have been allowed to flee to the west or the valley, or even further afield.

And these unowned ships were naturally requisitioned easily.

It is Euron Greyjoy and his Ironborn who control these ships with wildfire.

This was a mission with a high risk factor. A little carelessness could lead to the coexistence of ships and people, but Euron took it without hesitation.

Because in his view, this is an opportunity to seek wealth and risk, and Euron's genes are born with a madness that is different from ordinary people.

But Euron is crazy, but he is not a fool, and he will definitely not do things that kill him.

Today, Euron had one foot on the bow, a black eye patch on his cheek, and one eye looked out at the battle-scarred battlefield in the distance.

He is carefully commanding the wooden boat with wildfire to approach the battlefield ahead.