Sword and Magic and Taxi

Flapping his wings, Zhao Mai flew high into the sky and cast his gaze into the distance. He saw flags, gold and red flags, held aloft by groups of black cavalry, gathering towards the forest where the savages were. He heard the sound of a trumpet, a long, loud, shrill trumpet. The savages have no trumpets, only war trumpets, and the same goes for the night watchmen, so where the trumpets are located is the enemy. Zhao Mai turned in the air and flew towards the cavalry.

At this moment, a ray of fire shot towards Zhao Mai, the light was bright and dazzling, just like the feeling of the sun at noon. Zhao Mai quickly dodged and flew past the flame ray. Its feathers were set on fire, but were quickly extinguished by the force of the ice.

Red lightning exploded overhead, and Zhao Mai wailed, unable to continue flying, and suddenly fell to the ground. There is a spell in this lightning! He was not seriously injured, just shocked. Flapping his wings suddenly twice, Zhao Mai slid for a while and landed right in the direction of the cavalry.

In gray and black armor, in gold and red banners, with the black stag standing in a heart of fire, it is Stannis Baratheon! Isn't the Iron Bank bankrupt? How did he assemble such a large army? I just took a few glances in the air and found that there were more than five thousand cavalry in this direction! From other directions, Zhao Mai saw more infantry, holding spears, swords, shields, bows and arrows. He also saw high-speed light cavalry interspersed among them!

And that's not all. Above Stannis's military formation, magical flames rose, and bright red spells formed clouds of fire, which continuously emitted red lightning. Zhao Mai landed on the ground, changed back to human form, and looked downwards along the red clouds. He saw a woman wearing a bright red robe, with copper-red hair hanging around her shoulders. She sat on a horse and walked alongside a tall, bald, black-bearded man with a serious expression.

Can't lose to her? she? Could it be that she is referring to the red-robed priest Melisandre? Zhao Mai roared: Stannis Baratheon, stop marching immediately!

The roar carried the icy wind and snow from the north towards the steel army. The war horse neighed in fear, but the warrior wearing a helmet to cover his face remained unmoved, controlled his mount and continued to move forward. A red fire ray fell from the sky and flew towards Zhao Mai. How can I let you get what you want? Zhao Mai stretched out his hand.

Look, that fool went to seize the fire. He really overestimated his ability. A flattering voice from the knight next to Stannis floated into the ears of the red-robed woman Melisandre, but it could not change her expression at all. The devout priestess saw the prophecy in the fire, and she knew that she would encounter the real enemy in the snowy fields of the north.

Zhao Mai reached out and caught the fire ray with his fleshy palm. The violent flames also carried the power of lightning, constantly trying to stab his skin. This energy is absolutely fatal to ordinary people, but it is not enough to really hurt him who is prepared. Using psychic powers to stir and pump, Zhao Mai used the skills of the Witch King to roughly strip away the caster's control over the spell, turning the flame ray into pure elemental energy. After that, he only needed to think about it to turn the flame in his hand into a spear, stick it on the ground, and burn like a torch. The power of magic in this world is still too low, and Zhao Mai can do many magical things that cannot be done in Atas.

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of Melisandre's mouth, and also flowed to Stannis's heart, causing him to be hurt. Charge the whole army! Sound the charge horn! He drew out his sword, waved it forward, and the horses hoofed up, shouting loudly: Raise the sword! Destroy the savages! Destroy the heretics!

The swords flashed, the cavalry accelerated, the earth trembled, and the horses' hooves rolled in like continuous thunder. But after all, it is not real thunder, the power of nature is more powerful! Zhao Mai knew that he could not stop five thousand cavalry with his flesh and blood, nor could he kill so many people with magic, but there was no way to stop their charge!

The first spell: quicksand trap. In Athas, he used this spell to ambush a tauren clone. Although quicksand cannot come out of the frozen soil area, the natural force will still help him create a soft ground, just like a swamp, but even colder and more deadly than a swamp.

Second Spell: Plant Growth. Zhao Mai mobilized the surrounding natural force and even borrowed some power from the Great Wall not far away. He asked every vine, every blade of grass, every tree for help.

The third spell: Entanglement. On the soft ground turned over by the quicksand trap, countless grass, vines and tree roots suddenly burst out, entangled with each other to form obstacles. The cavalry continued to accelerate, trying to jump over - this was exactly what Zhao Mai envisioned.

The fourth spell: Thorns! All plants appear unchanged in appearance, but their surfaces become hard and sharp, like swords. Through the power of nature, Zhao Mai told the charging horses this message, making them feel timid: as long as they dare to jump, they will be gutted. Despite the urging of the knights, they had begun to slow down. The battle line began to become scattered.

The red-robed woman caressed the giant ruby ​​on her chest, murmuring and praying to her fire god R'hllor for strength. The thundercloud formed by the flames pressed towards Zhao Mai, and the flashes of light continued to burst out sparks in the clouds, making a threatening gesture.

Things on the ground will eventually be resolved in the air. Zhao Mai looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky. The power of fire is incompatible with the ice outside the Great Wall. What can the God of Fire do to run wild in the land of the old gods? Although Zhao Mai does not believe in the old gods, he can draw on the natural force power of the old gods! He raised his hands, asking the force of nature to gather towards him and turn into a thundercloud according to his own will.

Summon thunder!

It seems that the fire god R'hllor brought by the red-robed woman angered the old gods, so with the help of Zhao Mai, the scale of Leiyun far exceeded his expectations! Half of the sky was covered by light green clouds, and white electric light swam through the clouds like snakes. From time to time, some thunder and lightning landed and bombarded both sides of the cavalry. Under the threat of the power of nature, the war horse could no longer bear it. Either its legs weakened and fell to the ground, or it neighed and stopped, refusing to move forward anymore.

The red lightning attacked Zhao Mai, but was cut off by the white lightning on the way. Zhao Mai looked at the two great gods fighting above his head with a confused expression. Now the thunder cloud spell is no longer completely under his control, and the old god is borrowing his hand to beat the fire god who came from afar. There were constant red or white sparks falling from the top of the head, as if there was another heavy snowfall.

After all, the Old Gods had the home field advantage, and the Great Wall of Despair was not far away. It had a history of eight thousand years, and the power it gathered and contained was immeasurable. Coupled with Zhao Mai, his spell power is also stronger than that of the red-robed woman. After a while, the red thundercloud was defeated and rolled away. The light green thundercloud showed off its power for a while and then slowly disappeared.

Zhao Mai blinked his eyes, and took advantage of this moment to use his psychic powers to shape a completely transparent invisible staircase. He walked up, as if standing in the air, and the dragon's roar echoed on the battlefield again: Stannis Baratheon, stop marching. , otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!”

Stannis held his sword high and was about to force the army to attack, but someone grabbed his arm. His prime minister, Onion Knight Davos Seaworth, took his arm: My lord, it is not appropriate to attack now. The cavalry cannot break through the obstacles in front of them. He also pointed to his side vaguely. Following the direction of his finger, Stannis saw the red woman swaying on her horse, looking weak.

Regroup and organize the formation. Stannis gave the order: Let us see who is blocking the way of the army!