Chapter 390 Death Warning

The wights are indeed brainless, but the problem is that, as their superior creatures, the White Walkers are the thinking servants of the Cold God.

Clay's guess was correct, the Blood Gate was indeed not the battlefield they wanted.

Both sides are too narrow to take advantage of the black wave's numerical advantage.

In addition, the place itself was a fortification built by humans for thousands of years, causing huge damage to the legion of dead men who could not make siege weapons.

During this period, as many as 20,000 people died. The defenders were closed by the Blood Gate, ignited by the thrown rockets and kerosene, and were completely turned into useless products that could no longer be used.

The White Walkers could not reach the city gates to awaken the human corpses lying on the city walls.

Naturally, human conventional weapons cannot break through the cold magic armor attached to them, but the problem is that the giant trebuchet set up on the tower and the huge rocks thrown out can still kill them with powerful kinetic energy.

No matter how outrageous it is, you must respect objective laws. No one can withstand a stone the size of a millstone hitting your face at high speed.

Therefore, in recent days, under the control of the Cold God's servants, the corpse ghosts have slowed down their attack on the Blood Gate.

They are waiting for the outcome of the journey to Deep Cave City.

There is no terrain advantage there, and the human castle is not very tall.

In other words, human soldiers will be forced to fight a head-on offensive and defensive battle with the black wave.

This is of course a highly desirable choice for the White Walkers.

They know that the king of mankind has a weapon like a giant dragon that can cause considerable damage to a group of ghouls, like an eraser erasing pencil marks.

However, for some unknown reason, the human king never seemed to have the intention to use this weapon.

This caused the ice spears in the hands of the White Walkers who had been waiting so hard to crack, but there was no result.

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Deep cave city battlefield.

The small forts that were hastily constructed on the periphery to delay the wave attack have all fallen.

The death rate among new recruits was as high as 80%, while two-thirds of the veterans escaped.

Of course, the surviving recruits are now considered veterans.

Except for some of the guys who were scared out of their wits, the rest were quickly promoted to junior officers to guide the battle for the trenches on the battlefield of Deep Cave City.

This circle is surrounded by deep cave cities, trenches several meters deep, filled with traps and flammable grease.

Layer after layer, the corpses are put in as much as possible, and then a fire is used to burn them all.

Because they were familiar with the terrain, the soldiers in the trenches, as long as they were brave enough, could even take the ghouls for a walk.

The movement speed of ghouls is not as fast as that of humans. Their joints are rotten, but they have no physical strength gauge due to the cold magic.

"Quickly, stop the dead people chasing the cubs!"

Garlan Tyrell, who was sent by Brynden Rivers to command the Battle of the Trench, could no longer care about the elegant manners of the top nobles in the Reach. Looking at the slightly chaotic battlefield, he jumped to his feet and cursed. .

The ghouls completely ignored the huge height difference and fell directly into the trench, even if the ones in front would be trampled into pieces of flesh and bones by the ones behind.

The soldiers inside, except for those responsible for seduction, were all iron-crowned heads wrapped in armor.

Their purpose is not to kill the enemy, but to use the heavy shields in their hands to block the advancing speed of the ghouls, so as to give their comrades above time to light a section of the trench.

But this is undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

Garland Tyrell could clearly see that many of the armored and heavy shield bearers of his Tyrell family had been swarmed by the zombies, using violence to completely push the heavy shields and people to the ground.

The armored soldiers themselves carried a huge load, and on top of them were a bunch of dead people who were gnawing madly.

There is no need to think about what the consequences will be.

In order to save them from suffering, they could only order the trenches to be set alight, with no intention of saving them.

That's irresponsible to other soldiers.

Although it seems that the nobles did not need to be responsible for their soldiers before.

But slowly, Garland Tyrell felt that things were different.

This war is a war between the dead and the living.

It's not the old aristocratic war, where you can't win and surrender gracefully, and the soldiers are just expendables.

Now, every soldier who fights for you is theoretically saving your life.

After suffering several losses in the beginning and losing hundreds of people, Garland Tyrell's feeling became more and more obvious.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the sound of wildfire exploding.

In the widest trench, the defensive crossbows fired from the towers of the Deep Cave City at the rear, carrying burning grease, slammed into the pile of wildfires.

Instantly, the detonation started, followed immediately by the huge explosion that made everyone look at him.

A cloud of light green smoke slowly rose up, creating a strong contrast with the rapidly shooting clods of soil.

This is a good thing that Clay Manderly captured from the Battle of King's Landing, and he kindly sponsored the defense of Deep Cave City.

No one expected wildfires to be so powerful.

They originally thought that it would just burn more violently than ordinary flames. However, the scene in front of them clearly skipped the burning stage and exploded directly.

For a moment, the northeast battlefield of Deep Cave City was blocked by smoke and dust.

A sharp whistle sounded, signaling retreat.

Obviously, the Duke of the North, who was standing at the top of the city, believed that everyone in the trench had completed their tasks as planned. Now, they needed to use this explosion to retreat in an orderly manner behind the fully upgraded version of the city wall.

Garlan Tyrell, who was overturned by the air wave, got up from the ground in disgrace with the help of his guards.

Hearing the whistle behind him, he glanced at the smoke-filled battlefield, gritted his teeth, and whispered:

"Let's go, tell our people to retreat, don't feed the dead outside!"

Three of the guards ran out to deliver the order. After all, the battlefield was a large area, and orders on the city walls might not reach every corner in time.

The remaining people drove Garlan Tyrell and ran into the open city gate.

This door will be closed in ten minutes. By then, the people outside will be at their own risk.

Within ten minutes, more than 300 people came back one after another.

When we went out, there were eight hundred people in the trench, but now, there were only that many.

Those who were slightly injured could be dragged back, but those who were seriously injured could only stay where they were and wait to die.

"Your Majesty the Duke."

Garland Tyrell came to Brynden Rivers with a dusty face. From his perspective, this teenage Duke of the North, although young, was ruthless.

From the beginning of the war to now, they have lost more than 2,000 people, but the visual damage caused to the dead may have exceeded 10,000.

Even if more than two thousand people were resurrected by that strange power, the coming and going would still bring a net loss of eight thousand people to the wave of the dead.

Brynden Rivers looked at the embarrassed heir to the Reach before him and gave a stiff smile:

"Well done, but we still have big battles to fight next."

He pointed at the gradually dispersing smoke and dust outside the city and said softly:

"Look, it's time for them to come up."

That's right, the wildfire explosion just now really stunned the White Walkers.

This is not difficult to understand. Everyone has cold weapons. If you suddenly use the explosive special effects of hot weapons, your opponents will definitely be shocked.

In that huge roar, the White Walkers felt a smell that frightened them.

If he were in the center of the explosion, even his ice crystal armor covered with cold magic would collapse, right?

But after the explosion is over, the attack is still coming.

As a result, the wave of ghouls crossed the battlefield that had just calmed down for less than twenty minutes, and rushed towards the core of the entire Candle Cave City defense line, which was the reinforced city wall itself.

"Light the fire...prepare, fire!"

This is a wooden frame tower with a trebuchet roaring.

Instead of using stones, he threw the clay pot filled with grease directly.

If it were a normal city defense battle, we couldn't afford so much grease.

In an inefficient productivity environment, the output of this thing is horribly low.

But now, Clay Manderly is focusing the nation's efforts on fighting this war.

The supply was sufficient from the beginning, and no one dared to challenge the king at this time.

Ten bottles of oil exploded on the heads of the corpses. They would not be ignited, but they could not hold up. The archers on the city wall were chasing after these pots, lighting up the sky with fire arrows.

Although it was winter, the bursting flames still quickly destroyed the cold magic attached to the corpse.

Just like robots that suffered from emp, the ghouls fell to the ground while running, and then were completely trampled into scum by the "teammates" behind them.

"Continue to launch, and order the oil throwers on the city wall to wait for the right time before throwing. Our inventory cannot withstand such consumption."

Brynden Rivers ordered coldly.

Not sure if it was his own misunderstanding, but Garland Tyrell always felt that the teenage boy in front of him was thinking on the same level as his grandmother.

What kind of education is this for the Stark family?

A boy in his teens commanded thousands of troops without any confusion.

During this period of time spent with Bran Stark, he understood very well that the Duke of the North rarely consulted his own staff when making these defense and deployment orders, and basically made his own decisions.

The key point is that it's all damn right.

This made Garland Tyrell feel a little uncomfortable.

We are all from the younger generation, why are you so strong?

But in the current situation, it's nice to have a reliable boss. You don't have to use your brain at all, just do what he says.

"Sir Garland, have you received any news about when the dragon crystal from Dragonstone Island will be delivered?"

Staring at the black wave that was about to reach the base of the city wall, Brynden Rivers asked the heir of Highgarden.

"Um...I'm sorry, Your Majesty Duke, not yet, they seem to be very slow."

Garlan Tyrell was in charge of the entire city's logistics, and Brynden Rivers asked him if he should.

Fortunately, Candle Cave City is close to the sea to the south and can be supplied by sea ships. Otherwise, it would be an isolated island in Sleepy City. Unless Clay Manderly has the ability to defeat the Army of the Dead in a field battle, it will fall sooner or later.

"It's really troublesome!"

Brynden Rivers cursed under his breath.

But as soon as he finished speaking, an inexplicable sense of danger filled his body.

That's a warning of death!

He instinctively stayed away from the city wall, regardless of his status as the Duke of the North, and just rolled to the ground.

Garlan Tyrell was still stunned when he felt a white shadow flash in front of his eyes, and then there was a loud bang!

His instinct on the battlefield made him make the same choice as Brynden Rivers, instantly throwing himself to the ground and hiding behind the battlements.

When there was no more sound of gravel rolling down, Garland Tyrell and Brynden Rivers, who was lying opposite, looked at each other and got up from the ground.

As soon as they turned around, both of them were stunned.

They saw that the battlements to their left, along with part of the city wall, were missing, and a trebuchet on a nearby tower was also reduced to parts.

what happened?

Garland Tyrell was still in a state of confusion, but Brynden Rivers' expression changed drastically in a physical sense.

Because on His face, a broken ice crystal pierced the epidermis and was inserted into the cheek.

What's even worse is that there is strong cold magic on it.

Brynden Rivers' body was filled with the magic of the old gods, and a violent conflict suddenly broke out.

If it's too late, you'll die!

Regardless of the image, Brynden Rivers pulled the thing out of his face with blood on it.

At this moment, His cheeks were already turning blue and black.

That was the result of the conflict between the cold magic and the old god's magic.

Fortunately, he had to act quickly and his old god's magic power had an overwhelming advantage, otherwise he would have been killed on the spot.

So suspenseful...

Brynden Rivers already knew what had just happened.

He, or rather where he was, was "shot" by the White Walkers.

The three-eyed crow didn't know the methods of the Cold God's servants, but it was obvious that the opponent's attack methods could be seen from the big hole in the city wall and the skewed wooden frame behind it, which was about to topple over.

If Clay were here, of course he would know that this was the "Javelin Team" showing off its power in the rear.

But how could Brynden Rivers know this?

Now he didn't care to think about how the White Walkers did it, because Garland Tyrell had already pulled him up from the ground, pointed at the big hole in the upper position and shouted:

"Your Majesty, there's going to be a problem there!"

Of course there will be problems. Zhuxue City itself is a small city. Three months was not enough to build a peripheral defense line. Some wooden towers were temporarily added to house equipment such as trebuchets.

The walls of Candle Cave City have only been reinforced and repaired, but they are still the same as before.

It is not a high-quality human project in itself. It is naturally unstoppable in the face of outrageous "artillery" like the White Walker Ice Spear.

Fortunately, this shot hit the upper part of the city wall. If it opened a hole below, don't say anything. We would have to abandon the city today.

"Quickly, order reinforcements to fill the gap. We must not let the dead come in through the gap!"

Brynden Rivers rushed in with orders.

But he saw the undisguised look of fear on the faces of the other soldiers around him.

After thinking about it for a moment, he understood what was going on.