Chapter 680: White Walker Invasion
Rhaegar's expression changed slightly, and he raised his eyes just in time to meet Damon's gaze.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other and had the same doubts about the son of the forest's words.
The first thing that comes to mind is the prophetic murals in Novos. The murals in the three time periods predicted respectively.
The Conqueror's Song of Ice and Fire is also a prophecy for the White Walkers.
Legends of the Children of the Forest are widespread, especially the prophecy of the Greenseers.
Rhaegar wondered: "The Green Seer is dead, won't there be a new Green Seer in your tribe?"
"At least not yet."
The Son of the Forest shook his head and said regretfully: "We can't get the recognition of the Heart Tree."
"Then why do you think that if we find the Heart Tree, we can become green seers?"
Damon's eyes were sharp and he questioned.
The Son of the Forest was stunned for a moment, and instinctively said: "Someone guided me to cross the Great Wall in order to find the new Green Seer."
"Who is it?"
Rhaegar and Daemon said in unison.
The son of the forest jumped off the dining table, scratching his head and spinning around.
The green eyes kept turning around, and he kept mumbling: "Who is it? Who could it be?"
Rhaegar saw this and waved to everyone.
Everyone left, leaving only the children of the forest doubting themselves.
…
At night.
Castle Black's second-floor conservatory.
The cold wind howled outside the window, and the snowflakes slapped the window panels.
After Rhaegar washed up, he lay down on the hard bed covered with goose down quilt.
"Do you think what Bilbo said about the green seers was true?"
Rhaenyra stood at the table mixing fruit wine and turned to ask.
There were only two people in the room, Helena was taking an early rest in another room.
No matter how harmonious the relationship was, Rhaegar still had to take turns sleeping with him.
"Maybe."
Rhaegar closed his eyes and fell asleep, mumbling half-asleep.
Unlike the honest giant, the son of the forest has handed over the thin tribe to him.
The Heart Tree and the Green Seer are also too ethereal.
It wasn't that Rhaegar didn't believe it. The weirwood tree he touched in Highgarden contained magical power, which gave him a small shock.
But the enemy of the White Walkers is currently strong, and it is not suitable to leave the Great Wall again.
He wanted to adopt a stable strategy of holding on to the Great Wall and counterattack, and test the abilities of the White Walkers step by step.
Tuk-tuk-tuk!
There was a knock on the door and footsteps stopped outside.
Rhaenyra was stunned when she heard the sound, put on a thick cloak, and opened the door curiously.
Damon leaned against the doorframe, his lowered eyes flickering hesitantly.
"Damon, what's the matter with you?"
Rhaenyra stepped aside and looked back at Rhaegar on the bed.
Rhaegar opened his eyes after hearing this, guessing the purpose of his good uncle's visit.
Damon did not enter the door, but stood quietly outside the door.
After a while, he raised his eyes and said: "To deal with the White Walkers, we need the power of prophecy."
After seeing the prophetic murals in Novos, he gradually began to believe in magic.
Greenseers are worth seeking out.
"Are you persuaded?"
Rhaegar hesitated.
Damon shook his head slightly and crossed his arms on his chest: "Corakxiu can fly across the Great Wall. I will gain more knowledge before the White Walkers invade."
He doesn't trust the Children of the Forest, but believes the solution to the White Walkers lies in the North.
Colaksio is his support, enough to get a lot of things done in a short time.
Rhaegar's eyes flashed, and he was secretly calculating in his heart.
Daemon is undoubtedly a powerful force against the White Walkers, more reliable than Aemon and Aemond.
Green Seer is attractive enough, too.
If Damon went looking for it, he might actually find it.
"Take this, uncle."
Rhaegar stood up and solemnly threw a pale horn.
Bang!
Damon caught it and looked at it under his eyes: "What's it for? Is it a dragon horn or something like that?"
A good nephew can always come up with some weird stuff.
"The free folk call it the Horn of Winter. It's a broken magical instrument."
Rhaegar's eyes were serious and he warned: "It is said that it can summon giants sleeping underground, so bringing it with you is better than nothing."
He blew it once.
The legendary sleeping giant under the ground most likely has a horn that can cause large-scale earthquakes.
The Children of the Forest in ancient times used magic to crush the Arm of Dorne, possibly with the help of the Horn of Winter.
Damon raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect it to be a good thing.
He put the horn on his waist with his backhand and said with a smile: "I will take the son of the forest with me. It will take up to three days."
"Be careful on the road."
Rhaegar said goodbye.
Damon was used to being quick and decisive, so he turned and walked away from the room.
The good nephew has explained the weakness of the White Walkers.
He has Corak Xiu, holds the Dark Sister, and is not afraid of the White Walkers and the army of the dead.
As soon as Damon left, the two people in the room fell silent.
Rhaenyra hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you relieved?"
Very likely to be in danger.
"It doesn't matter, he is Damon."
Rhaegar lay down again, wondering if Asshai really had a solution to the White Walkers.
Be prepared for everything.
…
The next day, it was bright and clear.
Castle Black is covered with a thick layer of snow, and the Night's Watch walks through snow pits.
"Here, bring the wood!"
Rhaegar raised his hands and shouted, directing the two giants to carry the logs.
The veterans of the Winter Wolf Army, with their bare arms, wielded their axes and scratched the bark of the trees, building houses with a clanking sound.
Dozens of miles away, countless free people poured into the forest, cutting down trees and transporting them back to Castle Black.
News of the closure of the Great Wall Fortress has spread, and hundreds of thousands of free people have basically gathered near Castle Black.
It's freezing outside and the forest must be cut down to build a gathering place.
boom! boom!
The giants walked heavily, and in conjunction with the tamed mammoths, a large amount of wood was piled up in a short time.
Comparable to the strongest infrastructure team.
Lei Jia commanded in an orderly manner, and there were rustling footsteps behind him.
Benila faced the cold wind, her face turned red from the cold, and she said anxiously: "Damon is gone."
Early in the morning, I wanted to feed the dragons, but suddenly I found that Corakxiu was nowhere to be seen.
Knocking on Damon's door, there was no response.
"He has something to do and will be back soon."
Rhaegar offered words of comfort.
Benila bit her lower lip and said unwillingly: "He didn't even say hello to me."
She left as soon as she said it and didn't care about her daughter at all.
Rega was helpless and rubbed the girl's head.
With a father who is not good at expressing himself, it is inevitable that there will be gaps in relationships.
"Your Majesty, I have something to ask you."
Cregen hurried over, his expression quite solemn.
"Go to Rhaenyra and don't sulk yourself."
Rhaegar realized the seriousness of the problem and signaled Benila to return to Castle Black.
Benila was very stubborn, took a deep breath and raised her feet.
Rhaegar followed Craig to the winch ladder and up the Wall.
A group of dusty night watchmen were already waiting, their faces turning pale and blue.
Several frozen corpses lay on the frost-covered floor tiles.
Judging from their appearance, they are all rangers in the Night Watch.
The body was still intact, its eyes wide with fear.
"Found outside the Great Wall, suddenly discovered this morning."
Old Benjikou, the commander of the Night Watch, said with a gloomy face, "I suspect it was a warning from the White Walkers."
These three rangers were part of a team that went out a few months ago and then heard nothing from them.
How could corpses appear near the Great Wall without human intervention?
Rhaegar leaned down and took a closer look at the three corpses.
"What did you find?"
Cregan wondered.
"Not sure yet, let me try."
Lei Jia's eyes darkened slightly, he stood up and pulled out the black fire.
Phew! Phew!
Three swords in a row pierced the heart of the corpse, and the sound was like piercing frozen bacon.
"Shout~~"
The three corpses stood up with their teeth and claws bared, and their dark eyes instantly turned ice blue.
Then, he let out an unwilling roar and collapsed to the ground stiffly.
The ice blue eyes turned gray, lifeless and completely dead.
Rhaegar sheathed his sword and said calmly: "It was the White Walkers who did it. Drag the body down and burn it."
Everyone present was shocked. This was the first time they saw a dead person resurrected and then died.
Old Benjikou ordered the night watchman to take the body down, and said with a heavy heart: "The fact that the White Walkers can bring the body here means that the army of the dead is near the Great Wall."
"Be prepared, the underground passage is completely blocked by ice."
Rhaegar looked serious and warned: "The number of patrols at night has increased, so don't be stingy with the charcoal fire."
The White Walkers were bound to come sooner or later, and they had already expected it.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
…
The Fist Peak of the Ancestors.
The snow after the avalanche blocked the main road, leaving only a few towering boulders exposed in the snow.
Smoothly...
The dull sound of horse hooves sounded as they trampled on the snow and moved forward slowly.
A frozen and rotten war horse staggered, its silhouette blurred in the wind and snow.
On horseback, a pale figure wearing armor looked into the distance.
"Xuxu~~"
The second and third rotten war horses appeared, each carrying a White Walker with disheveled white hair.
The two White Walkers stopped behind the rotting horse at the front, looking up at the pale figure on the horse at the same time.
That is the ruler of the White Walkers, the human incarnation of the Cold God.
The Night King looked expressionless, looking at the heavy snow blocking the road, and slowly raised a hand.
Hula——
The heavy snow suddenly flew away and turned into flying catkins all over the sky.
The Night King held the reins and stayed on the rotten war horse.
After waiting for a moment, the big hand with sharp nails suddenly swung down.
"Hoar! Roar!"
In the misty snow, hoarse roars suddenly echoed one after another.
The countless army of dead men were like puppets on strings, swaying forward with drooped heads.
The Night King's expression remained unchanged, calmly driving the army of the dead to clear the way.
Countless dead people passed by, making the wind and snow blur their vision.
At this moment, the Night King suddenly raised his head.
A strange color appeared in the ice blue eyes, turning into a dead gray white.
Scene after scene appeared like a projector.
"Hiss... Ga..."
Over the ghost forest, a snake-like dragon with scarlet scales soared past, roaring sharply and harshly.
boom--
Corakxiu's eyes narrowed, as if he sensed an evil peek, and he quickly spurted out a mouthful of scarlet dragon flames.
Damon frowned and pulled into the handle of the saddle.
Corakxiu's speed did not slow down, his snake-like body leaped into the air and half-folded, and he plunged into the dragon flames.
puff!
The scene ends here.
The Night King's eyes returned to cold ice blue, and his raised head turned towards the north from where he came.
It seemed to notice something.
Tread...
A White Walker approaches on horseback, holding one hand to his chest.
The Night King glanced at it and raised his hand to point to a certain location in the north.
The White Walker understood and pulled the reins to turn the horse's head.
He walked in the opposite direction against the swarming army of dead men, heading north with his back arrogantly.
The Night King twisted his neck and continued to lead the army of the dead.
Target, the Great Wall of Despair.
…
Time flies, two days later.
The Great Wall of Despair.
The edge of the ghost forest outside the city was set back five kilometers, and there were felled wooden piles everywhere.
Rumble——
Dark clouds slowly drifted by, covering the sky above the Great Wall like a dyed black quilt.
The ground continued to shake, and wind and snow gradually enveloped the earth.
Woo——
A horn sounded on the Great Wall, accompanied by three rapid tolls of bells.
The night watchman took action immediately and lit the smoke on the top of the city.
Old Benjiko walked down the winch ladder, walking quickly in his bearskin coat, and walked to the observation deck.
Looking around, countless figures squeezed out of the ghost forest, approaching the base of the Great Wall.
"Roaring..."
Each of them had a ferocious face, and their bodies in tattered clothes were very stiff, looking like living dead.
"It's a ghoul!"
Old Benjikou's expression changed greatly, he grabbed the bell ringer's gavel and banged it hard, summoning all his strength to shout: "Get ready, the White Walkers are coming!"
With the loud shouts, the whole Black Castle was boiling.
The Winter Wolf Army, the Unsullied Army, and the Kingdom's Allied Forces rushed to the top of the city and arranged in an orderly manner behind the parapet wall, ready with bows, arrows, and rolling stones.
The night watchman went into the tunnel and carried out sealed wooden barrels one by one.
Some were filled with kerosene, while others were wildfires covered with fine sand.
Rumble——
The army of the dead kept shortening the distance and entered the one kilometer range of the Great Wall.
Suddenly, everyone stopped.
On the Great Wall, allied forces held their breath, waiting for the brutal war.
Tap tap tap...
A rotten war horse passed through the army of dead men and stopped on a high slope.
The Night King looked at the Great Wall from a distance with cold eyes.
Uh-huh!
With a strong wave of his big hand, the army of the dead moved again.
The tens of thousands of ghouls in front suddenly accelerated and rushed towards the Great Wall in a suicidal manner.
"Counterattack, don't let them get close!"
Old Benjikou immediately ordered, ignited the arrows and shot downwards.
The coalition forces followed suit, and dense rockets fell like fireworks.
puff! puff!
Every time a wight is hit by a rocket, it is killed on the ground.
However, the ghouls in the rear rushed forward one after another, running wildly on the corpses of their companions.
After rounds of rockets passed by, half of the zombies still survived and broke through the first layer of defense.
The corpses screamed and screamed, waving their sharp claws to tear at the hard frozen ice on the surface of the Great Wall, scraping off fine pieces of frost.
The scraping was going on vigorously, and dense rolling stones fell from the sky.
The corpses at the base of the city wall were smashed into pulp, and their flesh and blood splattered all over the ground.
Some corpses found the gate of the underground passage and struck wildly.
But the door has long been watered and frozen, and the dragon stone walls are layered with ice, making them harder than steel.
The Night King looked at this scene and raised his big hand again.
A strange ghost walked out from behind, carrying an ice crystal spear, and personally led the second wave of the dead army to attack.
The corpses ran quickly, stamping out the remaining flames of the first round of rockets.
The coalition forces resisted vigorously, with arrows and rolling stones coming one after another, and combined with kerosene, they killed a large number of corpses.
Plop!
The White Walkers who led the team pushed away the brain-dead zombies blocking the way and advanced menacingly.
Arrows and rolling stones fell, and with a strong wave of the ice crystal spear, they were broken into powder and scattered.
Bang!
The ice crystal spear pierced the ice wall of the Great Wall. The White Walker's ice blue eyes were extremely proud and he used his hands and feet to climb up.
Each time you climb a certain distance, pull out the ice crystal spear and smash the gap.
The corpses followed swarm, their stiff bodies climbing up flexibly.
"Don't let them come up, release the sickle!"
Old Benjikou was so anxious that he drew his sword and shouted.
boom--
Suddenly, a giant dragon as black as carbon flew over the Great Wall, its wings that covered the sky and blew away the dark clouds.
"Dragon Flame!"
Rhaegar's eyes were sharp as he looked down at the army of dead men below.
"Hiss-"
The glutton's green vertical pupils were fierce, and he swooped down, enough to stuff it into the mammoth's huge throat to accumulate dragon flames.
The next second, green dragon flames fell from the sky.
The White Walkers were climbing, subconsciously looking up.
Upon entering his eyes, dragon flames descended like pouring water, covering his head and body.
The ghost's eyes were about to burst, and he was instantly engulfed by the green dragon flames.
Just listen to a sizzling sound and melt into a puddle of ice water.
The green dragon flames were fierce and unyielding, hitting the base of the wall like a waterfall, burning the army of corpses violently.
In just a few minutes, tens of thousands of zombies were wiped out.
The glutton punched his nose hard and spread his wings to glide at low altitude.
Lei Jia sat firmly on the dragon's back, leaning slightly with the dragon, and stared at a pale figure far away on the slope.
Wearing armor and having horns on his head, he exudes the aura of a noble king.
"Is it you?"
Rhaegar felt murderous intent and pulled the saddle rope forward.
At the same time, the Night King raised his chin slightly and observed the huge black dragon.
The frightening smell of ashes is more dangerous than the burning heat of fire magic.
The Night King reached back and groped behind him, and took off the ice crystal spear on his back.
But he didn't move arbitrarily, but pointed high and forward.
The black army of zombies split into half and rushed towards the towering Great Wall in front of them.
