Chapter 199: The Expedition of Lingol (Twenty-one) The End of the Savages

In the heavy infantry array of the army assembled in the north, Earl Amber stared blankly at the black dragon that was getting closer and closer. His huge body sitting on the horse made the unique long-haired horse in the north look smaller. But all this seemed unimportant when the black dragon appeared.

What a big dragon

This was the only thought left in Earl Amber's mind who had little education and had to rely on a bachelor to even read and write.

The next moment, the legendary northern man with giant blood suddenly felt that his blood was boiling. He stared at the infantry of the Amber family he led. These northern men also became excited. This was not the first time they had seen a dragon. Both Wormisor and Womax had flown to the north before. Some of the older ones had even seen with their own eyes the appearance of Wormisor, which was like a mountain blocking the sky and the sun, in the north. Soaring in the sky.

And during that long winter, before she disappeared, Queen Benila also rode Moon Dancer to fly into the ice and snow in the north, bringing fire to the Great Wall and the Last Hearth.

They are no strangers to dragons.

But when Long really came to the battlefield in person, every soldier in the north was filled with enthusiasm at that moment. They have already fought more than one battle with the wildlings. In order to fight for the more than 50,000 men led by Sergon, the "Magnar" (meaning: lord) of the Thenns, and Silas the Cruel, the leader of the raiders, The savages were all captured in one fell swoop. Commander Jason and Duke Cregen could be said to be pressing forward step by step and planning step by step. The cavalry led by Earl Domeric Bolton and Earl Amber, together with the cavalry of the Black Army, continued in the Ghost Forest. Raid the savage camp. The most glorious victory was when the cavalry of the North once trampled the entire wildling camp. Lord Umber's greatsword beheaded a giant, and Silas, the leader of the pillagers, disguised himself as a Night's Watch ranger and was spared.

In that attack, thousands of savages died in the trampling of each other.

The tragic defeat forced Sergon and Yaga to act according to the plans of Duke Cregan and Lord Commander Jason. They were driven out of the familiar ghost forest by the Northern Cavalry and Rangers. , under the ice wall of the Great Wall, Sergon led the giants riding mammoths and the long-haired horse cavalry outside the wall to launch a counterattack, once repelling the coalition cavalry, but was burned by Count Domeric Bolton. Camp and food.

In the end, Sergon was forced to make up his mind to cross the Great Wall in three groups, which was also the beginning of his downfall.

The three thousand elite wildlings who entered the north from the underground passage of Sable Hall in the east were attacked head-on by Earl Manderly and Earl Karstark. In this city, which was regarded as a shame to the Night's Watch, the "proud" Bay Below the castle where Earl Lee Bracken died, the knights holding the mermaid flag shattered the wildlings' front. When Earl Karstark led the cavalry wearing furs and chainmails to appear behind the wildlings, the defeat was already doomed. .

Not one of the three thousand wildlings survived to join their two leaders, and Lord Karstark ordered their heads to be piled in Sable Hall as a warning to all wildlings.

The five thousand wildlings who crossed the Great Wall from the underground passage of Gray Guard Castle met the troops in black and Earl Glover of Deepwood Castle who had been waiting here for a long time. The mountain clan also sent troops to support Duke Cregen's actions. This elite force of 1,200 people engaged in a fierce battle with the elite savages. In the end, the savages paid a heavy price to defeat the northern army.

The leader of the raiders, Silas the Cruel, brutally skinned Lord Glover and his eldest son and shared their flesh with the wildlings.

As a result, the soldiers of the Glover family who joined the main force were furious and vowed to make the savages pay the price they deserve.

"Your Majesty Duke, give the order to charge!" Earl Amber couldn't wait to rush to Duke Cregan's central army. As soon as the big man rushed into the army, his eyes fell on Lei Geng, but he just glanced at him in confusion. , then moved his gaze to Lingol.

"Your Highness Ringol, your hair?" Earl Amber looked up and down to make sure his intuition was correct, and then asked with some doubts.

He is very sharp.

Ringor thought for a moment and understood how Earl Umber recognized him. Although Regon was more Valyrian than himself, there were still many unspeakable things about his temperament. He and Regon There is an essential difference.

"Don't worry about this." Ringor grabbed a handful of his hair and said with a smile, "Xing Ge will land soon."

"Arthur Umber." Cregen's serious voice came from behind Ringol. The bearded Duke now looked full of majesty. He just glanced at Earl Amber, and the big man instantly behaved like a child: "You are not on your left wing, what are you doing here? ?”

"Duke, our soldiers can no longer bear it." Lord Arthur Umber struck his breastplate with his iron-gloved iron hand. "His Royal Highness Lingol's dragon has arrived. The boys don't want to follow the dragon and watch the barbeque barbarians."

"Lord Amber, the more savages you barbecue, the less your warriors will lose." Ringol walked up to Earl Amber who was riding a horse like a hill and said loudly.

"Your Highness, what you said makes sense." Earl Amber laughed. "Your Majesty Duke, punish me after you beat me. That guy Domeric on the left wing is keeping an eye on me. He'll be fine."

After saying that, Earl Amber slapped the horse's ass and ran out in the blink of an eye.

The dragon was getting closer and closer. It saw Ringol in the crowd at a glance. It neighed happily and gave a pleasant dragon roar like a ballad, and slowly landed on the high ground where Cregan was stationed.

The soldiers of the North were a little scared and a little excited, but they looked at Star Song with curiosity and joy.

Star Song was the fastest growing dragon in the dragon cave of Dragon Nest City. Only Sendroth could match its growth rate. Its size had surpassed Shadow Nightmare and was catching up with Silver Wing. Its crown-like disc-shaped horn crown was getting bigger with age. Now, its horn crown was not inferior to Hovenders, who was famous for its huge horn crown in the dragon cave, and was second only to Sendroth, who had a pair of dragon horns like moose horns and two huge fish beam trees.

The silver-gold star spots on its body, like stars, were also growing larger, shining with a metallic luster under the sunlight. If it was at night, these spots would even emit a silver-gold glimmer, which was extremely beautiful.

"This dragon is so big." A young Northern soldier stared at Xingge blankly and couldn't help but say to his companion.

"That's because you don't have much experience." An old soldier who was obviously older but not as big as "Greybeard" said bluntly: "I have seen Prince Longzel's dragon, that is really huge, but this dragon is really big." The old soldier changed the subject. "If I remember correctly, it is bigger than the Womax of His Majesty King Jacaerys."

"Does this mean that we will definitely win?" An obviously younger warrior said excitedly.

"Shut up!" Their leader, a guard of the Stark family, interrupted the soldiers' whispers in a rough voice. "When the dragon takes off, we will immediately show those bastards who deserve to be eaten by wolves a little color."

The guard spat, but everyone could hear the excitement in his voice.

The entire Stark family's army seemed to burn instantly.

At this time, behind the wildling army, the cavalry of the black army of the Great Wall also arrived.

Commander Jason Lannister led all the cavalry of the Wall to the battlefield, and he saw the scene of Star Song landing on the high ground.

The former guardian of the West, the Duke of Casterly Rock, suddenly remembered Wormithor over the Red Fork River.

When Vhagar was knocked down from the sky by Wormithor, Jason, who was already seriously injured, knew that victory no longer belonged to them.

But today, victory belongs to them.

Warriors bless.

Commander Jason silently drew a seven-pointed star in his heart. The morale of the cavalry of the Black Army was also extremely high. A considerable number of them had personally experienced the battlefield of the Red Fork River, and no one knew the power of the dragon better than them.

Unlike the coalition forces with high morale.

The wildling army was shaken when they saw the dragon.

Many people were afraid.

They were trembling.

Although they had never bathed in dragon flames, nor had they witnessed the heroic figure of a giant dragon flying high in the sky, they had heard ancient legends and ballads, and knew about the legend of evil dragons that circulated on the continent before their ancestors migrated to this far north.

"Free folk, what are you afraid of?" "Cruel" Silas suddenly shouted loudly, riding a long-haired horse and running past the army of wildlings. The wildling leader held up the captured iron sword and encouraged the morale of his companions loudly: "The giant dragon is just a legend, but there are also warriors who slay dragons in the legend. Don't you want to be the warriors who bathe in dragon blood and hold up the dragon head to welcome the poems of the bard? Don't you want to have a legend to brag about when you roll with your wife? Don't you want to proudly tell your children that your father and mother killed a dragon?"

He pointed at the star song in the distance and roared: "Now, the dragon is there, brothers and sisters, look around you." He raised his long sword and pointed at the big guys and elites in the wildlings.

More than 30 giants from the north rode mammoths, roaring and raising bronze, bone and stone spears and battle axes. The Thenns rode on long-haired horses and wore bronze armor, the Hardfoots had feet harder than ice, the tribal wildlings rode on moose, and the Night's Watch deserters in tattered black clothes.

There were also countless wildlings holding various weapons and howling.

The giants issued a war cry from ancient times, the Thenns blew the bone horns, and the wildlings raised their weapons.

"We are no worse than these southern cubs. They grew up by the fire, and we grew up in the wind and snow. We are steel and bronze, and they are branches and grass." Silas glanced at the silent Sergon and continued to shout: "Go, brothers, let the southern cubs see how barbaric we are!"

It is not known whether Silas's speech worked or the legend of slaying the dragon inspired them. In short, these wild men also became excited.

Woo woo woo woo woo~

The dull horn sounded in groups, and the wild men slowly moved.

"Your Highness Lingol." Duke Clegane saw the wild men moving, turned to Lingol and said: "It's okay."

Lingol smiled: "Duke, you can consider how to punish these lawless wild men."

He grabbed the rope ladder hanging from the saddle of Xingge Dragon and climbed up in a few steps.

"Because victory belongs to me and my Xingge."

Xingge felt his long-lost partner and happily made a long and pleasant cry.

"Starsong, be obedient." Ringol said in High Valyrian: "Take off, let us teach these savages a lesson."

Star Song roared and flapped its wings, slowly climbing up into the sky illuminated by the pale sun. Its huge wings blocked the sun, causing the eyes of the northern soldiers below to suddenly darken.

The dragon flew higher and higher, higher and higher.

Ringor's hair slowly faded away from black, turning back to brilliant pure silver, and the green of his eyes, like a midsummer lake, was gradually swallowed up by deep purple.

Ringo Varese is back!

Xingsong roared, folded his wings, and dived towards the savage army.

The giants shouted and threw stones, and sparse arrows and javelins also attacked into the sky, but these inferior long-range weapons could not be thrown far at all. Only the giant stones thrown by the giants could approach the star song in the sky.

But those slow-moving stones were simply an insult to Xingge.

The dragon was angry, and these big, hairy men simply didn't regard it as a dragon.

What greeted them was only the dragon's anger.

"Xingge, kill the giant first, then use dragon flames to burn the infantry. Keep your distance."

Ringol gave the order calmly.

I saw the giant dragon flapping its wings and rising a little higher again. With its wings spread, the giant dragon began to glide over the savage army, and the silver-gold dragon flames poured down like a candle.

One giant after another was ignited, and the hair on these big hairy men became the thing that took away their lives. The mammoths under their crotches ran away in terror. Countless savages were trampled under the feet of the mammoths and turned into Puddles of meat.

But the flame did not go out. It moved to the mammoth amid the giant's screams, and then scattered into the army of savages as the mammoth struggled.

There were screams everywhere, the screams of giants were like dull bells, the screams of mammoths were like broken gongs, and the screams of humans were

But none of them are as sweet as the dragon chant of Star Song.

It's a pity that every pleasant dragon roar will bring more screams.

These sounds come together to form a beautiful piece of music.

Dragon flames poured down again. This time, the giant dragon wandered back and forth over the army. Wherever the dragon flames passed, a long passage would be cleared in an instant. In the passage were people turned to ashes, and outside the passage were people. Someone who is about to turn into ashes.

Magnar Sergon of the Thenns was set on fire. Unluckily for him, a giant fell beside him when he was being burned to death, so he was also set on fire.

In the exclamation of "This is impossible", the silver-gold dragon flame engulfed Sergon. He died in the blazing flames without even seeing what the boy on the dragon's back looked like.

At the last moment of the savage leader's life, what he saw was the cavalry from the north and the cavalry from the black army rumbling in.

Lord Umber shouted and waved his greatsword, Lord Karstark raised his battle axe, and Lord Dustin had a wildman covered in fire hanging from his spear.

Every northerner was so excited that they could hardly contain themselves.

The same goes for the Black Army. For the first time in thousands of years, the Night's Watch fought under a giant dragon. They searched for prey in the sea of ​​fire and accurately pecked out the "eyeballs" of these old opponents.

There was fire everywhere and blood everywhere. The war horses trampled over the old and weak of the savages, and the sharp blades scratched the necks of the savage warriors.

The savage army collapsed instantly.

Countless spears then advanced.

A massacre began.

Xingge ignited a passage with satisfaction, turning dozens of wildlings into ashes. It slowly landed on the edge of the battlefield, and sang a sweet song to the wildling army that had collapsed under the bombardment of dragon flames.

Ringol on the dragon's back saw Silas the Cruel, the half-burnt leader of the wildlings.

He was touched by the dragon flames during the charge, and now he was dying.

"You son of the South, you have destroyed the dreams of free people. You have no idea what is beyond the Great Wall."

Ringol responded with a smile:

"I will know what is outside the Great Wall, but you should also know that today is the end of you."

"Haha. It's not important anymore." Silas smiled miserably: "I just hate that we didn't have a Mirror Shield Savin. Let an unweaned baby haha ​​the end? The free people can't be killed sooner or later. One day, some of us will climb over the Great Wall, skin you and your dragons and behead them. Boy."

Ringor touched Xinge's neck nonchalantly, and the anger he had been holding finally came out.

"Return to Mirror Shield Savin." Ringor said without mercy: "Then come and see if you have more people or if your people can withstand the heat." He gently pressed Xing Ge's neck. scales. "The fire will tell you, savage."

The giant dragon roared, and a mouthful of flame instantly engulfed the savage leader in front of him.

Ringol looked at Silas who was reduced to ashes. He pulled up the gauntlet of the dragon saddle.

Xinge roared and flew up.

Under the giant dragon are savages running all over the mountains and plains.

And flames all over the mountains and plains.