Chapter 263 Battle Situation

Many people, including Viserys, thought that the Battle of the Wall would be a battle of defending the city again and again before the battle began.

However, when Viserys saw the seven beams of light, he immediately reacted.

There are a total of 19 castles on the 100-league Wall. It seems that the White Walkers are attacking all the way and everywhere. There are many White Walker armies, and there are seven key routes. The defending troops have to defend the city, but they cannot stay in the city. They must eliminate the White Walker caster who can summon seven frost dragons and has the blessing of the cold god within three miles.

The front battlefield of the Wall is not a tower defense battle, but an offensive and defensive battle.

The actual focus of defense is actually the place where the ice dragon appears, and the White Walker caster who must be attacked and eliminated.

The purpose of the Ice Dragon of the God of Cold was clear. They didn't care about the soldiers guarding the city at all. Their only goal was to interfere with the magic barrier of the Great Wall with the breath of the God of Cold's magic, and then use the body made of black ice to break through the Great Wall, tear open cracks, collapse a section of the Great Wall, and let the extreme cold magic blocked by the Great Wall blow to the south of the Great Wall.

After attacking, Viserys found that with his current strength, these ice dragons constructed by black ice magic were vulnerable. But being vulnerable was only for Viserys alone. No matter how powerful his personal power in the material world was, he couldn't take care of the Great Wall of 100 leagues.

And Viserys had already realized that he must not be led by the nose by the seven ice dragons within a range of 100 leagues. What he needed to do was to fly to the location where the beam appeared, find and directly behead the other party's caster, just like the ice dragon on the opposite side.

When Viserys flew from Castle Black to Shadow Tower, he smashed all three ice dragons in Castle Black and the Great Wall fifty leagues west at an unimaginable speed. Then Viserys ran directly to the northern foot of Shadow Tower. After the ice dragon was smashed, it shot back to the sky.

It must be said that Viserys had thought of many plans for defending the Great Wall, but when the actual war started, he found that he had some concerns.

But there was no way. After all, this was the first round of attacks by the White Walkers in 8,000 years. Viserys also needed to learn and gain experience from the unfamiliar tactics of the White Walkers.

There were mountains at the northern foot of Shadow Tower.

And Viserys soon discovered that there was cooperation between the ice dragon and the White Walkers charging towards the Great Wall below, and they were not acting independently. Viserys suspected that after contacting him, the cold god made targeted improvements to the tactics of the ice dragon.

The destroyed ice dragon will explode into magic ice mist, and the blizzard brought by the march of the White Walker army also has magic, which not only blocks the line of sight, but also interferes with Viserys's magical perception of the ground from high altitude. Although the beam penetrates through the blizzard, its location can be said to be directly marked and can be targeted.

But as soon as Viserys arrived at the point outside the Shadow Tower and saw that the beam was between the mountains of the Shadow Tower, covered by the fierce blizzard and ice mist, Viserys knew that the other party had considered the issue of beheading the dragon of the defending party, or Viserys himself who had experience in fighting the enemy.

As a monster from another world, Viserys can now be regarded as the most powerful existence in the material world. Even the God of Cold gave Viserys enough respect in tactics.

The past has been guessed, but Viserys still needs to verify his guess in practice.

As he came to the location of the beam of light in the Shadow Tower, he ignored the ice dragon that was formed by the dark clouds in the sky. Viserys's magic power surged, flapping his wings, and the sky suddenly burst into golden thunder and violent storms. A level 10 storm immediately rolled up within a league around Viserys.

For a moment, the wind and clouds changed color where the beam was, and the world was shaken. The strong wind swept and blew away the fog, and even the thick black clouds in the sky became colorless and chaotic in the strong wind.

The strong wind swept up rocks and broken wood, and the golden thunderstorm fell like rain on the ground where the beam rose.

When the strong wind blew by Viserys, the master of the storm, swept away the blizzard and blew away the magic ice fog, he saw that the beam fell in the mountains outside the Shadow Tower, which meant that the white walker caster was hiding somewhere in the belly of the mountain.

This was undoubtedly a tactical arrangement specifically designed to target dragon attacks and those with personal power.

Viserys looked at the eastern sky, and there were five beams of light piercing the sky. He had to deal with this one here, spend time dealing with the targeted magic shielding of the cold god, and shrink his body to go deep into the belly of the mountain to find the caster.

Five?

Viserys hesitated for a moment, but quickly gathered his mind.

Of course, he could also choose to cover with firepower and directly destroy this mountain with brute force.

But relying on such a guy alone, delaying Viserys' time and consuming Viserys's magic power, it is a sure win. And firepower bombing often does not necessarily achieve expectations. Viserys inexplicably had a sense of déjà vu, feeling that he was now a US bomber, and the White Walkers were the little devils on Iwo Jima.

In fact, there is another way to find the White Walker caster hiding in the belly of the mountain, enter a short conceptualization, and turn into a thousand winds and lightning, so that the caster's position can be located in just a moment.

But Viserys was not sure if this was a trap, but using this power to hit an ice dragon magic caster, it felt like a big move hitting a soldier.

Viserys quickly figured out that this war was different from the past, and the opponent had targeted him, so he could not continue to use his habitual way of coming to cut the back row.

But now that he was here, how could Viserys leave without dealing with the caster of this beam of light?

The violent wind belonging to Viserys continued to blow, blowing away all the blizzards, ice fog, and black clouds covering the mountain peak where the beam was located. The crazy storm magic was blowing everywhere, and Viserys quickly found an icy aura in the heart of the mountain. Rich cave.

Viserys turned into a stream of light and shot away.

There were many White Walkers and corpses guarding them. It was also the first time for Viserys to see White Walkers. However, these White Walkers responsible for guarding had very little magic power. Viserys traveled all the way with few enemies and countless guards. The White Walkers and wights inside and outside the cave were turned into violent and rapid streams of light by Viserys and passed through, and they were all blown into powder.

Finally, deep in the cave, in a large cave surrounded by icy spider silk, with huge black ice towering all around the cave as reinforcement measures to prevent collapse, and guarded by several strange ice spiders, Viserys saw a body. A tall, haggard ghost with a complexion as pale as milk was sitting in a huge piece of black ice. It cut open various parts of its body and allowed its ice-blue blood to flow into a certain object.

Viserys had no time to waste with it.

The body transformed into a stream of light and instantly burst out with blazing flame rays. The huge black ice blocks used for defense and reinforcement were cut and penetrated by Viserys's flame rays like a knife cutting through tofu.

The white ghost had no time to react at all. His cold eyes, like blue stars, only blinked before his body was cut by the heat flow, and the flow of magic inside became disordered and abnormal. Immediately afterwards, the power given by the gods lost control, violently collided with Viserys's magic, and exploded.

A violent cold wave exploded from the ghost, and the temperature in the air instantly dropped by more than ten degrees. The black ice that was originally used by the ghost as a defense became cold in an instant, and terrifying ice spikes and icicles grew out to guard it. Several ice spiders were instantly frozen into pieces by the bursting cold air.

The beam stopped immediately.

Seeing that the main ghost was definitely dead, Viserys held back no longer. The energy in his body was released instantly. A raging fire and thunder erupted from the cave with strong winds, and the burst of energy flooded the entire cave in an instant.

The black ice in the cave melted, but the exploded part of the ghost still had some power, and it became a chaotic magic that blended with Viserys's. Viserys took a second look at this, and found that they eroded and blended with each other, and finally The magic that achieved a special stable state was actually quite similar to the magic of chaos that Viserys had felt in Valyria.

By the time Viserys came out of the cave, several ice dragons in the east direction had taken shape and took off again to continue attacking the Great Wall.

Viserys took off again, heading east.

Viserys, who realized that the current way of fighting was wrong, was about to return to Castle Black and order his first battle group to take the initiative and kill three leagues outside the city where the beam landed. After a brief battle, Viserys had figured out how to deal with the Cold God's attack.

Relying on Viserys to search for the caster on his own, it was completely like a cannon to swat mosquitoes. It was delayed in vain, a waste of combat power, and was led by the White Walker commander. What he really needs is for the elite pan-believers on his side to locate the ice dragon caster for him, and then directly launch a targeted attack with firepower.

During this period, what he really wanted to do was to compete with the Cold God in magic power consumption, that is, to destroy the formed ice dragon - when Viserys killed the caster just now, he had confirmed that its power at the moment was Jinghan. It is infused by God, and the caster is just an energy relay.

Because of this, the ice dragon formed much faster than the ice dragon Viserys had seen in Braavos.

What Viserys has to do is to prevent the ice dragon from attacking the Great Wall and bring the battlefield into a rhythm under his control.

But when he flew to the Gray Guards near the Shadow Tower, Viserys relied on the magical induction between himself and the Pan-believers and discovered that the defenders in the direction of Castle Black were already gathering in the Urn City under the leadership of Viserys's First Regiment. Prepare to attack.

Viserys gave Randyll Tarly full authority to command the First Chapter. It seems that this famous old commander has been keenly aware of this battle. The victory or defeat on the battlefield does not lie in holding on to the city wall, but in destroying it. The caster who cast away the ice dragon magic of the White Walkers.

Viserys could rely on the connection of believers to feel that members of his First Chapter were gathering from the south side of Castle Black through the north side outside the city gate.

However, it was still slow for a battle group of more than 10,000 people to exit from the Black Castle gate, which was only large enough for three riders to pass through at a time. Not to mention that when the Wengcheng was designed, it only considered defending the city and did not consider going out to attack. They gathered in Wengcheng and had to go through the narrower gate of Wengcheng.

Randyll Tarly had already put on his Thunderstorm Valyrian armor, and put on a woolen cloak with the mark of House Tully on it. He was facing Commander Mormont and Jon who were gathering for emergencies in the Barbican City. · Snow, Mance and others yelled: "No, it's too slow to leave the city like this. We must destroy part of the wall of the Urn City, so that my troops can quickly assemble on the plains before the White Walkers' forward arrives! We must go there Launch an attack at the position of the blue beam, otherwise even if you stay on the Great Wall, you will still watch those damn ice dragons attack wantonly and disintegrate the city wall!"

Jon's face wrapped in a thick leather hood wrinkled up, and he responded loudly: "Even if we agree to tear down the wall of Wengcheng, the wall is built on several levels. The three-story wall of the city gate also has a sheep and horse wall and a ravine. The logs outside the city are used as the base, poured with ice water, and mixed with hard-to-find sand and frozen soil. It is very strong and cannot be done with just an order to knock down the city wall!"

When it was first built, everyone was thinking about how to build a hard enough turtle shell. Who thought about getting out of the turtle shell when fighting?

Randyll Tully stood in the urn city and pointed directly at the edge of the urn city ring wall and the Great Wall: "The edge of the urn city is the weakest wall of the turtle shell urn city. We have to destroy it and open two openings to allow the troops to quickly leave the city. array.”

Jon looked helpless and looked at Commander Mormont.

Commander Mormont also had a "what are you talking about" expression on his face. Even the weakest wall of the barbican city is a twenty-foot-high ice wall made of hammered logs and poured with ice!

"As long as you agree with me to destroy the walls on both sides," he saw that Count Landau's face, wrapped in a woolen hood, was still serious and steady, and he turned to his adjutant, "Gather two teams immediately at the junction of the Urn City and the Great Wall. An elite team of a thousand people immediately formed a battle formation and used wildfire jars and thunderstorm armor to blast open the city wall. Even if the captain uses up all his strength and even kills people, he still has to blast open two passages for me!"

"Yes!" The adjutant received the order and immediately rushed to the assembly point and summoned two groups of southern elites who were originally serving as vanguards. One of them wore the coats of the Tully family's walking hunters.

This is also the aspect of Chapter Commander Randyll Tarly setting an example for the Chapter he leads.

Launching a counterattack against the White Walkers, Lord Landau asked his family's troops to be the vanguard to clear the way, just to get the entire army to obey his seemingly crazy order, which seemed like he was going to leave the city to die.

So under the unexplained witness of Lord Commander Mormont of the Night's Watch, Jon and a group of mixed Night's Watch and Wildling garrison troops.

Two thousand-man troops assembled. Earl Landau walked to one side and took the lead. On the other side is Sir Colin Florent of the Florent family. This is the fourth brother of Earl Alister of Brightwater City, and a Thunderstorm Armorer of the Florent family. Earl Alister has high hopes for him, hoping that he can represent the family and achieve glory in the war.

Two thousand-man teams quickly gathered at the edge of the barbican city with few buildings. Seeing that the armor rate of these troops was 100%, and the team commander wore the famous Valyrian steel armor, the team's coordination was very organized, and it was very easy to see. There was a tacit understanding and within a short period of time the team gathered into a huge array that looked like a dragon's head.

The two dragon eyes of the array are a huge Targaryen three-headed dragon sharkskin flag made of two steel flagpoles, one gold-plated and one silver-plated. The commander wearing Valyrian steel armor is at the dragon's mouth, holding up his long sword. Roar loudly: "For the Targaryens!"

The soldiers of the Thousand responded: "For Targaryen!"

Seeing this loud roar, a gust of wind immediately blew up where the thousand-man formation was located in Wengcheng, and the air instantly became crispy and numb.

The next moment, the commander continued to shout: "In the name of King Viserys - Thunderstorm! koris-rirda!"

The commander's high-pitched roar and the pronunciation of the last sentence were not quite standard in Ancient Valyrian, making him seem like a wizard chanting some kind of spell.

And the soldiers immediately responded: "Thunder storm! koris-rirda!"

The soldiers who defend here, whether they are Viserys's battle group, the Night's Watch or the wildlings, all wear undyed woolen clothes, with three thin layers on the inside, chain mail and steel armor, and three layers on the outside. Thick, used to keep cold and warm.

As the hard-to-be-standard Valyrian incantation was recited, everyone could feel that the woolen clothes on their bodies crackled and tingled, and their bodies felt as if they were being shocked by an electric shock. .

But in the battle formation, the copper "dog tags" hanging on the chests of the formation soldiers emitted faint golden electric light.

As these electric lights floated and gathered, a golden thunderstorm gathered and formed above the commander's Valyrian armor and long sword.

This situation is too terrifying.

Seeing the commander seeming to be possessed by a god at this moment, summoning golden thunder and storms, everyone who saw it was horrified and stunned.

But looking at the commander's expression, it was obvious that his body was under terrible pressure under this force, so much so that his body was trembling slightly.

At this time, the deputy commander took over the command: "Thrower, listen to my order! 'Targaryen Cocktail'! Throw!"

As the order was issued, wine bottle-like objects from the military formation were thrown from the dragon's mouth of the dragon's head formation and hit the city wall. A faintly fluorescent green liquid flows as the bottle breaks.

"Drink!"

The commander of the thousand-man team let out an inspiring shout and roar, the Valyrian sword fell hard, and the golden thunder of the leader of the battle formation immediately fell on the city wall.

There was a bang.

The city wall made of solid ice showed cracks like spider webs.

And immediately after the thunder, there was a terrifying green flame that exploded.

Wildfire!

It turns out that the so-called 'Targaryen Cocktail' is a bottle of wildfire that can be carried by a soldier and thrown.

The blazing wildfire instantly enveloped that section of the city wall, the strong wind blew against the city wall, and the green flames penetrated into the cracks. The ice-made urn city wall was already "tears" melting visible to the naked eye.

"koris-rirda!"

Another spell, another bolt of thunder gathered together and formed, falling on the cracked wall like a punishment from heaven.

The log core inside was quickly exposed.

As the city walls on both sides performed a second round of cocktail throwing, a third golden thunder was summoned to descend, and a storm began to blow.

Two loud "boom" sounds came from both sides.

It was called "thin", but it was still five or six feet thick, and the wall of the city wall, which could accommodate a person, burst open and collapsed.

Even Commander Mormont, who was told at the meeting that their southern army had magic, was stunned. He was confused and surprised: "Is this still the normal world I know, such an army?"

Woo-woo-woo-

The increasingly urgent horn sounded awakened the shocked people in the city wall.

"The formation troops, make way!" Randyll Tarly's voice was so loud that it even drowned out the horn sound for a moment. He shouted, "The war group quickly assembled, and formed a formation on the flat ground outside the city! Form a formation! Quick!"

There was no time to be shocked.

The war group troops that gradually appeared in the city wall were immediately divided into three groups, and quickly went out of the city to assemble from the narrow main gate of the city wall and the broken passages on both sides.

"The White Walkers take me away!" Beside Jon, Tormund, the Giantslayer, recovered from his frightened state. "God damn it, King Viserys of your southerners, I would rather die on the battlefield fighting the White Walkers than go against him."

Mance was shocked: "I roughly know how he has brought almost all of Westeros under his rule in just over a year."

Commander Mormont couldn't help but look at Jorah, who was guarding him. He hadn't heard of such an army from Jorah. But he saw that Jorah's face was also shocked, and mixed with an inexplicable complex expression.

On the wall, Aegon, who was looking down at the whole scene, was stunned and murmured to Jon Connington: "My uncle, Jon, I told you, he is the god who came to the world!"

Also looking down at everything on the other side of the wall was Arya Stark. She and her northern coalition forces were originally the second echelon, and planned to follow Viserys's first regiment out of the city to meet them after the attack, but now, Arya's mind was full of shock and relief. Fortunately, when she was making a choice in the river, she finally chose to board the Targaryen ship.

There were also Master Aemon and Sam who was responsible for telling him what he saw on the wall.

Master Aemon heard Sam's description, his face was full of pride and worry. He held Sam's hand tightly: "Sam, take me down to see those soldiers who cast magic."

Sam pursed his lips and looked down at his father Randyll Tarly, who was already leading his horse out of the city accompanied by soldiers carrying the banner of the Stepping Hunter. Seeing that the soldiers of the Tarly family had already gone outside the city wall, he took a deep breath with a complicated mind: "Okay, Master Aemon."

However, although the power of Viserys's First Battle Regiment was horrifying, Jon Snow was keenly aware that the state of the thousand-man team he was supporting was not right when he went to meet the thousand-man team that had just blasted through the city wall.

As soon as they relaxed, they fell into a stage of retreat from the fanatic state.

It can be seen with the naked eye that their bodies were steaming, their faces were abnormally flushed, their eyes were bloodshot, their breathing was rapid, and their bodies seemed to be exhausted. Although they were in a state of excitement, Jon had no doubt that they could continue to fight with this excitement, but

Jon couldn't help asking the commander who was responding to him: "This is not the normal way for you to use this power, right?" As he said that, he quickly shut up, thinking that he had said something wrong, "Sorry, I don't mean to pry into your secrets."

Seeing that casting such magic consumes so much physical strength for the participants of the army, it means that this power is unsustainable after it is exerted, and real battlefield confrontations often require sufficient endurance.

"You are very observant, Night's Watch." The commander did not look at him coldly, but only said, "But these are not your turn to care about. You just need to know that with the power given by His Majesty, we will never lose to any army on the battlefield!"

The sound of the horn became louder and louder.

The White Walkers marched slowly and depressedly from three miles away, and had already approached the long-range attack range of the upper wall of the trebuchet wall and the wall of the city wall.

Only a huge drum sound was heard.

Jon raised his head, he knew that the drum represented the trebuchet throwing.

Dozens of sharp whistling sounds soon rang out in the sharp wind in the sky, and burning oil barrels and asphalt barrels flew out from overhead, dragging their long tails in the dark night and smashing towards the north of the Great Wall like a meteor shower.

Jon immediately stood up: "You rest here. They are almost here, it's our turn."

After saying that, he hurriedly walked out of the greenhouse with a fire in the city, entered the huge street of the city with gusts of cold wind, and trotted all the way to the city wall.

"Good news." As soon as he arrived at the city wall, the official Eddie handed Jon a telescope. "Although there is fog on both sides, you can still see that there is one less beam of light in the sky on the left and one less beam on the right. His Majesty the King and the 'hero' are both very capable. Take a good look before the blizzard comes, Jon. When we fight the army of the White Walkers, we can still die with the thought of victory.

To be honest, the most terrible way to die on this battlefield is to be sprayed to death by an ice dragon, because the body will be well preserved, and the White Walker commander will call you up to fight for them. Fighting for them is too miserable, and you can't even sleep or eat. God knows what is stuffed into the minds of those wights. They fight so desperately despite such cruel treatment."

Jon couldn't laugh when he heard Eddie's sad and cruel jokes. He took the telescope and took a quick look at the east and west walls of the Black Castle before the blizzard.

Castle Black is located in the center of the Great Wall. Thanks to King Viserys' quick response to magic attacks, the ice dragon in front was smashed to pieces by golden lightning as soon as it appeared, so that Castle Black was not quickly covered by ice fog and blizzards, and the situation in other places could be vaguely seen through the sky.

The main thing is that you can see strange magic beams, and see a beam of light extinguished on each side of the east and west, which is a good thing worth cheering for everyone.

But the situation is still not optimistic. The ice dragon is about to escape from the black cloud, and as the army of the white walkers approaches, the strange blizzard is also approaching their heads little by little.

At this moment, no one can doubt the fact that the white walkers have magic. As long as you look north from the top of the city, you can easily see the foggy area formed by the blizzard, approaching the Great Wall at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jon watched the oil barrels and asphalt barrels with burning flames fall into the blizzard fog. Every time they exploded in the fog that blocked the view of the blizzard, you can see groups of black shadows still marching step by step in the fog barrier.

Dark clouds were pressing down on the city.

On the edge of the city wall, the king's first regiment was still gathering.

More than 10,000 troops were still pouring out of the gate of the Black Castle, like a black river. After they arrived at the city wall, they immediately split into three streams and gathered outside the city.

Their gathering speed was already very fast, but as the White Walkers were getting closer and closer, the regiment might not be able to complete the gathering before they came into direct contact with the White Walkers. And because of the friendly forces, only the giant crossbows and catapults on the Great Wall could provide help, and the archers were out of reach.

The situation in the city wall was similar.

However, the Night's Watch was hanging ropes and ladders on the walls of the city wall.

As the defender of the Great Wall, Commander Mormont obviously couldn't just watch the friendly forces coming to assist fight outside the city, while he and his brothers in the Night's Watch stood by and watched. Although they thought of clearing the way and allowing the more powerful regiments to ride horses through the city gates to gather, the Night's Watch was definitely unwilling to watch from the city wall.

There are about 300 soldiers of the Night's Watch in the city wall. At first, they were mostly archers because they were considering the city defense. Now, under the command of Commander Mormont, they are using the ropes made by the wildlings to climb the Great Wall to quickly descend from the city wall, heading to the assembly point of Lord Randyll's warband to provide flank cover for their assembly.

300 people are a drop in the bucket for a warband with thousands of people, but Commander Mormont can't do nothing.

Seeing this situation, the wildling archers of Mance and Tormund also had the idea of ​​"disobeying military orders".

Because the orders of the Night's Watch were to let them hold on the top of the city wall, they saw that the warband and the Night's Watch were going to fight in the field, so how could they be willing to fall behind?

So Tormund, the giant killer, personally led a team of archers and was also preparing to descend from the top of the city wall with a ladder to cover the flank on the other side - even though the wildlings only had a death squad of 300 people.

The ladder on the wall was quickly hung up, and Commander Mormont was the first to go. The pre-battle speech was just a simple one: "Those who are willing to go out with me are great! Be alert and don't lose face!"

Jon was about to step forward.

But his body was suddenly pulled by someone.

Looking back, it was Commander Mormont's eldest son, Ser Jorah.

Ser Jorah glared at him: "You can't go."

Jon was puzzled: "What?"

Jorah felt cold: "Your Majesty said you have your mission, but you haven't accepted it yet. In short, you can't leave your command post. When something unexpected happens on the Wall, Jon, you must do what you should do."

Mission?

Jon's left hand couldn't help but touch the horn he always kept in his arms. The horn was not big, made of cow horns, and the edges were inlaid with bronze. Jon and Sam had checked it before, and no matter how they cleaned the dust in it, they still couldn't blow it out. At that time, they suspected that the inside of the horn had been broken.

But after reading the "records" brought by King Viserys from the Citadel, Jon and Sam found out that the horn needed magical power and needed to be infused with life.

"Magic items will choose their own masters, because that is the person who has the talent to use it."

Jon confirmed one thing from Jorah's face. He had not dared to ask Master Aemon and King Viserys to confirm whether they thought Jon was the one who had the talent to blow the horn.

Now, Jon confirmed this: it turns out that the Targaryen king has been paying attention to him.

And the mission. It turns out that using his life to blow the horn and repair the Great Wall is his destiny?

Viserys actually said nothing, but after all the arrangements, Jon thought he had noticed something.

The only truth in this world that is the most unshakable is the truth that you make up in your mind.

At this time, in a trance, Jon saw a touch of red hair in the team of wildlings who were about to hang the ladder down the city.

His eyes were unconsciously attracted to him. The wind was cold and biting. Jon saw that the other party was also looking at him. The other party smiled at him, made a face, and then turned and joined the wildling archers.

Jon's heart was complicated for a moment.

A thunder suddenly exploded in the sky. Everyone looked up and saw a golden lightning in the sky like a pillar, hitting the ice dragon that was about to take off in the black clouds three miles away.

And until people saw King Viserys's huge three-headed dragon appear in their sight, they heard the shocking and terrifying sonic booms coming from the west.

His Majesty the King and the dragon, like a stream of light, rushed back to the Black Castle from the direction of the Shadow Tower at a speed faster than sound.

A huge voice came from the sky: "Aegon, Arya, my warband is enough here in Castle Black. You take your mercenaries and the Northern Army to gather the guards of the South Wall along the way, and immediately set off from the South Wall to the east to support the Beacon Tower."

The king did not say what happened in the east, but this order has already shown that some kind of accident has happened in the east. The Beacon Tower is one of the 19 castles of the Great Wall, right next to Eastwatch, the third castle in the east. Further east, there are only Greenwatch and Eastwatch.

The defense force of the Beacon Tower is composed of Braavos mercenaries and some Night's Watchmen, as well as some wildlings and Northern troops.

The Beacon Tower is more than 30 leagues away from Castle Black, but it has to mobilize troops from Castle Black to rush to help. Although Castle Black has the most supplies and is convenient enough, it is the castle with the most troops, but it is enough to show that the situation of the Beacon Tower is not optimistic.

Suddenly, Jon felt that he was stared at by something terrible, and his scalp was numb for a moment.

From a distance, Jon sensed that it was the king's sight, falling from the sky to him.

Jon was in a trance, and the king's rumbling voice sounded in his mind: "Jon Snow, or Jaehaerys, whether you are ready or not, gather your men and set off immediately, and go east with Arya's Northern Army to support. The wall of the beacon tower has collapsed, you must repair it no matter what!"

The deafening voice soon disappeared, and countless fireballs suddenly burst out in the sky above, hitting the blizzard area where the White Walkers were marching like meteors. A question came from the sky: "Randal Tarly, is my First Regiment ready?"

"Roar! Roar!" Outside the city, thousands of voices roared, and Jon saw the troops coming out of the city gate and saw the tail.

Randyll Tarly responded with a huge roar: "For Targaryen!"

The 10,000 soldiers who had gathered at three assembly points outside the city and whose tail teams were speeding up to join the army shouted: "For Targaryen!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

With three earth-shaking roars, this powerful war group set out to meet the White Walker army.

Jon was shocked by the terrifying army of the legion in front of him, and was surprised by the king's voice that he suddenly heard in his mind.

He looked at his side, and Ser Jorah, who was holding him, seemed to have not heard the king's voice speaking to him alone.

Jon saw that Jorah was shocked, but still held his hand tightly, and his eyes were still on him.

Jon was a little hesitant and solemn, and finally said to Jorah with a bitter face: "Ser Jorah, I heard the king's voice, he asked me to go to the beacon tower."

"Then," Jorah's face sank and he loosened his hand holding Jon's. Then Jon heard the ser ask decisively, "What are you waiting for, Jon Snow?"