Chapter 196 Night of Death

Overnight, Roose lost more than a thousand people.

No matter how calm Roose was, he couldn't suppress his anger now.

After venting his anger, Roose was ready to retreat.

There was no way not to retreat. He underestimated the fighting power of the dragon. According to the situation last night, the black dragon could not withstand the dragon crossbow.

But the scarlet dragon was not only huge in size, but also fearless of the attack of the dragon crossbow. It would have a chance only if it could hit the fragile eyes and neck.

In any case, he had to return to the Dread Fort and build a large number of dragon crossbows at all costs.

But he was worried that Jack would not give him time to operate.

And Roose couldn't retreat suddenly. Once he retreated hastily, the other party would only seize the opportunity to chase him all the way, and the loss would be even more severe.

Roose rubbed his eyebrows. The Bolton family had just become the Guardian of the North in his hands, fulfilling the family's long-cherished wish for thousands of years. They must not lose the position of the Guardian of the North again.

And Jack supported the Stark family and didn't even have the conditions for peace.

However, what made Roose collapse was still to come. On the night after he gathered his troops, a dozen defeated soldiers from the Dreadfort came to the camp.

When Roose learned that the Dreadfort had been occupied, he could no longer sit still.

His hometown was robbed, and the key was that his wife and newborn child were also in the Dreadfort.

Just as Roose assembled his troops and prepared to return to the Dreadfort immediately, a letter was delivered to him.

The letter was a letter of help from Walda, hoping that Roose would surrender for their newborn child.

But who is Roose Bolton?

It's "Lord Leech"!

A woman, an heir, actually wanted him to give up the protection of the North, the goal that the Bolton family has fought for a thousand years.

How is this possible!

Roose Bolton was very smart. He kept the army in a semi-alert state until dark.

When the last ray of sunlight disappeared, Roose Bolton immediately issued an order to retreat.

This was Roose Bolton's plan, to keep the army in a state of readiness and then retreat quickly when it was dark.

This is bound to make the soldiers exhausted. If they are discovered and hunted by Jack Poseidon at this time, the consequences will be disastrous.

But Roose Bolton is gambling, gambling that Jack Poseidon can't find him, gambling that he can retreat safely and recapture the Dread Fort.

There is nothing wrong with Roose Bolton's idea. Even if Jack didn't have a dragon, he really couldn't find Roose Bolton's trick.

The clouds above the Bolton army camp continued to surge under the moonlight, and then a behemoth suddenly appeared.

Korak Hugh looked down at the more than 10,000 people below. In his eyes, the Bolton army was like a group of ants, densely packed, moving back and forth.

Korak Hugh turned around and returned to the Last Hearth City under the cover of night.

Coming to the room where Jack lived in the back hall of the castle, Korak Hugh made a gentle dragon roar.

Not long after, Jack opened the window with his bare arms.

Through the window, you can also see Daenerys covered with a quilt, with a red face and blurred eyes, as if she was reminiscing about something.

"What's the matter?" Jack asked curiously, and then entered the Dragon Spirit mode.

The Dragon Spirit mode can communicate with the soul of Korrakhu, which is very convenient.

When Jack learned that Roose Bolton began to retreat, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

Then Jack turned around and began to put on his clothes, "Dany, Roose Bolton has begun to retreat, do you want to join the hunt?"

"No, I don't want to." Daenerys was still confused at the moment.

Jack shook his head when he saw this. At this time, Dany was dizzy and looked unable to participate in the battle.

But it didn't matter. Drogon was very smart and would take the initiative to follow Korrakhu to hunt down the Bolton army.

Jack quickly came to Tormund's room, and Jack went up and slapped him twice.

"Huh? What happened?" Tormund suddenly woke up and immediately picked up the hatchet under the pillow.

After finding out it was Jack, Tormund threw away the axe in his hand, "Your Majesty, what are you doing? I like men."

Jack's mouth twitched, "Son of a bitch, I like women too."

"Hurry up and get dressed, go gather the Sons of Winter, Roose Bolton is going to retreat under the cover of night, this is a good opportunity, a main force that can wipe out the Bolton family in one fell swoop."

Tormund was stunned, then overjoyed, "Hahaha, Roose Bolton actually wants to retreat under the cover of night, doesn't he know that Lord Carax can see at night?"

This is nonsense, if Roose Bolton knew that Carax can see at night, he would never risk retreating under the cover of night.

The gathering speed of the Sons of Winter far exceeds that of the Bolton army, which needs to sort out too many things and too much supplies and food.

And the Sons of Winter only need to put on clothes and pick up weapons.

Just as the Bolton army was setting off, the gates of the Last Hearth City opened, and five thousand people quickly poked at the ass of the Bolton army.

Roose Bolton, who was riding in the middle of the army, suddenly stopped, then turned back with an ugly face.

Finally, in the direction of Hearth City, there came a deafening shout of killing.

"Hiss--"

The roar of the dragon shook the clouds apart, and the shout of killing was getting closer and closer.

Roose Bolton lost the bet, and Jack Poseidon found him!