Chapter 392 The Magic Weapon Descends From the Sky

"Ho-"

The dragon's roar spread far in the sky, and the kings, nobles, and coalition soldiers who were fighting ghouls on the ground raised their heads and looked at the sky.

They had not heard the dragon's roar, which had disappeared from the land of Westeros for a hundred years and was only now reappearing.

"Robert."

"What's that sound?"

Eddard Stark held the Valyrian steel sword Frost and smashed a ghoul in front of him. He was slightly panting, and his body was covered in blood. I don't know if it was the ghoul or the blood sprayed by the coalition soldiers. .

And King Robert, who was standing beside the Duke of Winterfell, was also panting heavily and exhaled a white mist.

bang——

Then he swung the warhammer in his hand and smashed the head of a ghoul, and smashed the other ghoul's chest with a backhand hammer, smashing the other party out, his beard was stained with blood. , and there was blood splattered on his cheeks.

He also heard a huge roar from above his head, exhaled a white mist, then stopped the battle in his hand and raised his head to look at the sky.

However, it is a pity that the wind and snow on the banks of the Green Fork River is now violent, and the goose feather snow is falling down continuously.

The entire battlefield was covered in whiteness, and visibility was not very high, and it was difficult to see what was going on in the sky above.

"I don't know what that sound is."

Robert panted, his chubby face still a little flushed, and shook his head.

"There will never be worse"

He just wanted to say that there would never be worse results, but at this moment, the roar of the giant dragon above his head sounded again, shaking his soul.

This time, including Robert and Eddard on the ground, all the nobles and coalition soldiers saw what it was.

huh~

The cold wind of the winter is howling, and a looming huge figure is quickly shuttled through the violent wind and snow. It spreads its huge wings, tearing apart this white world, and its body that covers the sky is hard. squeezed in.

"Ho-"

The dragon's roar was low and suppressed, penetrating the thick clouds and wind and snow and spreading out a long distance, a pair of scarlet eyes overlooking the dense army of ghouls on the ground.

The young dragon knight sitting on the dragon's back was dressed in silver Valyrian steel armor and wore a scarlet long sword around his waist.

He didn't wear a helmet but hung it aside, his long silver-gold hair fluttered in the wind, revealing a clean and handsome face.

This young knight is Viserys Targaryen, the 'Lord of the Young Dragon' who came all the way from Pantos.

"It's a little late."

He looked down at the battlefield below.

The army of the expedition to the Seven Kingdoms was divided into two groups. Viserys personally led more than 20,000 Dothraki Roaring Warriors, and planned to land at White Harbor according to the original plan, and cooperated with the coalition forces stationed in Kalim Bay to jointly attack the White Walkers.

The other golden group, with more than 10,000 mercenaries, is led by another "Dragon King" of the Targaryen family, the eldest princess of the new dynasty, Reness Targaryen.

However, the plan was well made. The first Targaryen army, including logistics, supply labor, etc., a total of 40,000 people left Pantos, and countless warships covered the sea and headed for Westeros. .

However, the battle plan changed before it was implemented. Viserys did not expect that the coalition forces would be defeated so quickly in Carlin Bay. , and the defeat of the coalition forces too quickly also directly disrupted Viserys' plan.

It had been almost a month since he received the information because he was floating on the sea. The 20,000 Slarks he personally led had successfully landed in White Harbor, but the place had been turned into ruins.

However, the sporadic ghouls left in Baigang were naturally unable to stop the 20,000 brave nomadic cavalry soldiers.

Some of the ghouls were even captured alive. The Dothraki were natural cavalrymen, and the ghouls rode around on horseback with superb riding skills.

Then, using the technique of lassoing, he put the rope around the ghoul's neck with precision, and captured a group of living ghouls.

And these ghouls were loaded into wooden cages and dragged to the warship under the arrangement of Viserys.

Viserys is about to send them back to Pantos, and ask Dr. Marwin to study it and see if he can find any other undiscovered weaknesses in the ghouls.

Or give the Legionnaires a little bit of anticipation to those Legionnaires who haven't yet boarded the ship for Westeros, and that's the kind of enemy they'll face in the future.

However, these ghouls are not zombies infected with any T virus. Other humans who are killed will become ghouls because of the magic of the White Walkers, so Viserys is not worried that these ghouls will be brought to Pantos. What a bitter fruit.

"The rest can open a zoo in the city of Pantos and exhibit these ghouls to the public."

"Get some tickets."

After landing in White Harbor, 20,000 Dothraki camped in this empty and prosperous city. The White Harbor was basically not seriously damaged, and was directly taken over by the Targaryen army.

After all the arrangements for the landing in Westeros, Viserys left these troops, and took the dragon alone to fly to the south of the neck, the main battlefield of the coalition and the White Walkers.

Just in time for the decisive battle in front of him.

huh~

The wind was whistling in Viserys' ears, and his long silver-gold hair fluttered in the wind.

Holding the saddle ring tightly in his hands, his violet eyes narrowed slightly to keep the wind and snow from blowing into his eyes. Viserys looked at the chaotic battlefield below.

"It's a little bad."

The situation on the battlefield is already very clear, the coalition forces have fallen into a desperate situation, and it is only a matter of time before they are defeated or even wiped out.

"They can't die just yet."

Therefore, Viserys did not hesitate too much, and controlled Bellerion to dive down.

"Ho-"

The desolate dragon roar came from high in the sky, and the huge dragon figure stretched its wings and swooped down to the ground quickly, and then a sea of ​​crimson fire fell from the sky.

"Dragon Flame—"

Viserys sat on the dragon's back with a tight expression and spoke in a low voice in High Valyrian.

boom--

next second.

A dazzling pillar of fire crashed down from the sky, directly drowning the ghouls running on the ground.

rumbling—

Bellerion fluttered his wings and flew forward, the dragon flames he breathed bombarded the ground, and he continued to move forward.

Just like cutting a piece of cake, a long gully was ploughed out in the endless tide of ghouls.

Countless ghouls screamed in the sky in the surging dragon flames, and then fell down.

The pressure on the coalition soldiers was greatly reduced in an instant.