Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Chapter 510 Hope in Despair
The snow fell bigger and bigger, like a giant white curtain, completely covering the moon.

All you can see is a white world.

After the collapse of the Great Wall, the wind and snow from the Land of Eternal Winter swept southward without any obstruction, covering all the woods, fields, and villages.

But compared to Blizzard, the White Walkers and their legion of dead servants are more terrifying things.

"Go!" Mance Rayder yelled to wake up his subordinates who were still blinded, "Go to the south! Take all the clansmen and go to the south of the Neck!"

"But Caesar only allows us to stay in the wolf forest, unless we kneel to him..."

"The Great Wall has fallen, and Caesar can't care about you. Run, the White Walkers are coming, and we will all die!"

When the savage leaders heard the words, they didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly dispersed to contact the tribe and head south.

They have all seen the methods of the ghosts, so they are very clear that without the protection of the Great Wall, human beings are no match for those monsters.

Escaping is the wisest choice.

But at the same time, a trace of confusion arose in their hearts——

Where can humans escape?

The White Walkers will travel south along with the wind and snow, bringing extreme cold and death.

If no one stops them, the south of the Neck will also be shrouded in white terror.

But at this moment, everyone was still immersed in the fear of the collapse of the Great Wall. When Mance Rayder yelled at them, their hearts were filled with thoughts of running away.

Mance dismissed everyone and was about to go find his wife, Danna, when he saw Eddard Stark, the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch, running over menacingly.

Before Mance could speak, Ed grabbed his collar and asked angrily:

"Mance! Was that the horn you blew just now? That's the real Horn of Winter, right?"

"My horn was burned by Caesar a long time ago, so many people witnessed it with their own eyes."

"But that's fake! You lied to everyone!"

"Okay, I admit, I actually don't know whether that horn is real or fake." At this point, Mance had no choice but to confess, "We searched through the Frostfangs and only found a giant's tomb. Arrived a huge horn.

As for whether it is the real Horn of Winter, I am afraid only the gods know.

But I have no choice. In order for you Night's Watch to open the gates and let us go south, I can only claim that the horn is the real horn of winter.

Of course, you know what happened later, Caesar burned the horn. "

"And what about the real Horn of Winter?"

"How do I know!" Mance pulled the other person's hand away, "It's definitely not here with us savages."

"He's lying!" snarled Ser Alliser Thorne. "If I say so, kill the beasts of men! They will never be our allies!"

"Ed Stark, think about it for yourself." Mance stared into the Commander-in-Chief's eyes, "We have already entered the Great Wall, so why should we destroy it? Once it falls, we will also suffer. "

Ser Alliser said sharply:

"Maybe some people are dissatisfied with the current treatment and want to let the White Walkers in and destroy everything so that they can take advantage of the troubled waters."

Mance sneered: "Don't think we are as despicable as you southerners."

"Who are you calling despicable?" Alliser drew his sword sharply.

The accompanying dozens of night watchmen also drew out their swords one after another, and the savages on the opposite side also took out their weapons, and the atmosphere was tense to the extreme in an instant.

But at this moment, a shrill cry suddenly sounded:
"The White Walkers are coming! The White Walkers are coming!"

Still in the confrontation, the two sides turned their heads and looked north at the same time. Through the snow-white smoke left after the collapse of the Great Wall of Desperation, they saw a thin black line appearing on the horizon in the distance.

That army of ghouls composed of countless distorted figures was spreading over at an extremely fast speed, accompanied by the howling north wind.

Mance pointed to the north and said loudly:

"See clearly, that is the enemy! The enemy of all mankind! Don't swing your sword in the wrong direction!"

Sir Alliser wanted to speak again, but Ed stopped him.

The commander-in-chief of the night watchman said in a deep voice:

"The enemies of the Night's Watch are always from the North. Sound your bugle now and prepare for battle!"

But someone was obviously frightened and said: "Sir Ed, without the Great Wall to block us, we might not be able to stop the army of zombies!"

"This is our duty!" Ed replied stiffly.

Mance also kindly reminded:
"The Great Wall of Desperation stretches for thousands of miles. How can we defend such a line of defense with only our few people. Lord Ed, I admire your courage, but right now, the most sensible choice is to retreat temporarily. Gather the army in the south, Choose a more suitable location and rebuild the line of defense to stop the White Walkers."

Eddie pondered for a while, and realized that this was the best choice.

"Someone must stay behind to cover the retreat of the army." He said, then ignored Mance and the others, turned and walked towards Castle Black.

It is also strange to say that such a huge wall like the Great Wall collapsed, but it did not affect the nearby castles, as if the ice wall that stretched between the sky and the earth turned into light smoke in an instant and dissipated without a trace.

But without the protection of the Great Wall, Castle Black is like a girl who has stripped naked, exposed to the White Walkers without any defense.

At this time, the army of corpses attacked from the north, and the night watchmen in Castle Black panicked. Some even packed up their things and tried to take advantage of the chaos to escape south.

Ed stood on the square south of Castle Black and said to the herald:
"Blow the horn! All troops assembled!"

"Yes, my lord."

He looked at the bachelor again, and said:

"Release all the ravens at once, and send them to King's Landing, to all the cities in the South, and tell the people that the Wall has fallen, and the White Walkers are coming!"

"Yes!"

Ed searched the crowd, but he didn't find the eldest son Robb, but saw Jon Snow running over in a panic.

"Jon, where's Robb?"

"Robb..." Jon didn't know how to answer this question for a while, but the army of ghouls was about to kill him, so he could only calm down, pulled his father aside, and told the story in a low voice.

Such a bizarre and sad story even caused Ed Stark, who had experienced countless storms, to lose his composure.

"You say... Robb... blowing the Horn of Winter?"

"Yes, Father," Jon said harshly, "but I suspect that's not the real him. I don't know, but the real Robb wouldn't do that. And there's no way he'd know I came from the Fist of the First Men." The weird horn found...it's even less likely to break into pieces of ice..."

Ed's mouth moved, and he was speechless for a moment.

But soon, he regained his composure, even coldness.

The Lord Commander of the Night's Watch ordered again:
"Jon Snow, you immediately organize the evacuation of the logistics personnel of the Night Watch Corps."

"Father, what about you?"

"Of course I will stay and fight. This is the duty of the night watchman."

"But with you people alone, it is impossible to defend the Great Wall... Without the Great Wall, this line of defense is over."

"The North is behind us, and the Seven Kingdoms are behind us." Ed said calmly, "Even if they are destined to be unable to hold it, I will buy them some time."

Jon wanted to persuade again, but he listened to Ed's categorical order:
"Jon Snow, this is an order for you, not a discussion with you."

"Yes... my lord." Jon could only accept.

Ed reached out and patted the other party's shoulder, and said in a slower tone:

"What you have to do is not only to retreat, but also to prevent the northerners from moving south. This is an extremely difficult task, do you understand?"

Jon nodded emphatically.

Eddard immediately left him and came to the hastily assembled Night's Watch.

In the panic and haste, the team was in great confusion, and the number of people was much smaller than it should be.

Ed didn't care about those deserters at this time, he looked north, but only saw a dark cloud covered the snow, and spread at an extremely fast speed.

There are too many enemies.

And it's too powerful.

Not only did they not have enough troops, but they also lacked the weapons to fight against the White Walkers.

The Great Wall fell so suddenly that the southern army had no time to move north, and the dragon crystal weapons were not fully prepared.

Even someone as determined as Ed Stark felt hopeless at this moment.

But that was the end of the matter, and he had no choice.

This is his duty and honor as Lord Commander of the Night's Watch.

It is also his responsibility and honor as a Stark.

And having just heard the news of his eldest son's death, Ed didn't even have time to grieve.

If Robb really blew the Horn of Winter, then whether it was his true intention or not, this responsibility must be borne by the Stark family.

Whatever the reason, Ed couldn't back down.

The squires led the horses, and the standard-bearer came behind the Lord Commander bearing the direwolf banner of House Stark and the pure black banner of the Night's Watch.

Mance Rayder came to him with a party of wildling warriors.

"Ed Stark, some of our free folk are not afraid of death, and we are fighting alongside you today, under your command."

"Okay." Ed nodded at him.

Then he looked at the army and said loudly:
"I know you're scared.

me too.

To tell you the truth, right now my heart is beating terribly fast, and my intestines are twisted in my stomach like a cold poisonous snake.

But we cannot back down!
Because behind us are the Seven Kingdoms, countless villagers, lords, mothers, children... so we can't retreat!

Fears are nothing to be ashamed of unless you let them take over.

This is a coming war, a war between humans and the White Walkers.

There is nothing in the world more terrible than war, nothing uglier than war, but nothing more glorious than war.

Some people will die in the war, but many more will live.

Years later, when the war is over, you will become heroes, sung by bards!

Now, please say your last prayers. "

Ed also bowed his head in prayer.

Pray to the ancient gods, pray for them to take care of their people, pray for them to give him strength and wisdom, and of course the most important thing——

victory.

The howling cold wind brought the smell of corpses, the smell of death, and the smell of fear.

The army of ghouls is getting closer.

Without the impediment of the Great Wall, they move forward indomitably.

Eddard Stark led the cavalry of the Night's Watch to the front row of the procession.

"When you hear the charge horn later, you will follow my banner. If I unfortunately fall, Lord Denys Mallister will be in command. If Denis also falls, Mance Rayder will be in command. If... …”

"If we all go down," Mance went on, "then the battle is lost."

Ed didn't object.

He knew the other party was telling the truth, and in such a chaotic situation, it really didn't make much difference whether there was a command or not.

Even this battle is destined to end in failure.

Everyone knows this, it's just that no one says it directly.

Never say never before a battle.

Ed remembered his father teaching him this, because maybe the gods were listening.

Hope they are really listening.

Suddenly, someone recited the oath of the night watchman:

"The long night is coming, I will watch from now on until I die. I will not take a wife, hold a land, or bear children. I will not wear a crown, and will not compete for honor. I will do my duty and live and die here. I am the darkness The sword in the middle, the guards on the Wall, the flames against the cold, the light at dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the kingdom. To the Night's Watch I give my life and honor, this night and every night. "

It was just a few people at first, but soon, more people joined.

More and more people joined in, and eventually even the savages joined in the chanting.

Of course Eddard Stark was chanting too.

After saying the last sentence "I dedicate my life and glory to the night watchman, tonight and every night", he suddenly pulled out his long sword, held it high, and looked at the army of ghouls that were getting closer and closer. Taking a deep breath, he was about to issue the command to charge.

But at this moment, Mance Rayder suddenly pointed to the sky and shouted:

"Look, what is that?"

Ed froze for a moment, then looked up.

Everyone looked up.

He saw a white shadow swooping down rapidly in the boundless wind and snow.

A group of flames suddenly appeared as it appeared, and the orange light penetrated the giant curtain of wind and snow, sweeping down.

For half a heartbeat, Eddard Stark worried that the wind had blown it out.

But the flames were not extinguished.

It grew brighter and more intense.

Like a giant flaming spear piercing the sky, it pierces straight into the center of the army of ghouls.

boom!
The flame exploded into a gorgeous firework in the ice and snow, dazzling and dazzling.

Hundreds of exclamations sounded, and hundreds of people were watching, gesticulating, screaming, and reaching for their sword and axe.

"Caesar! His Majesty Caesar is coming!"

"Caesar is here!"

Countless voices burst out from between thousands of lips and teeth, converging into one voice.

In an instant, it resounded through the sky, shattering the ice and snow.

The haze in Ed's heart was swept away, and he pulled down the visor of the helmet, raised the shield, and put his arms through the belt.

The air was cold and bitter to breathe, but it smelled sweet, the smell of fire, the smell of victory.

"May the gods watch over us," he shouted, following the white dragon flying across the sky, ordering,
"All, charge!"

(End of this chapter)