Game of Thrones: Lord of Winter

One wolf and one person, one light and one dark, they work together perfectly.

The cavalry passed by in an assassination attempt, but Cole turned to avoid it. On the battlefield, you should not only pay attention to the enemy in front of you, but also pay attention to the murderous intentions everywhere around you.

Both of them were amazed at their opponent's tenacity.

Robb was surprised to find that Cole was able to survive the combined attacks of him and Gray Wind without any damage.

Cole attacked people and avoided wolves, and when he found an opportunity, he slashed at Robb. Every time he saw an opportunity to seize his flaw, the giant wolf would rush out, leaving Cole to retreat.

Seeing the stalemate, Cole was always paying attention to the noise around him, and suddenly his eyes firmly caught the dark shadow in the woods.

He dodged, his cape trembling, and Robb saw him coming to attack again, and faced him with swords in both hands.

Cole's left hand slashed across the winter night. After several fights, Robb already knew that his opponent only had the temperament to attack but not defend. He had to block all his attacks in order to seize the opportunity to launch a defensive counterattack.

Robb raised his sword to block, and Cole swung his sword downward again, using both hands to exert force. Robb ducked to one side and ducked to avoid the horizontal blow. He held the sword in both hands to block it. The blade slid up the Cole steel sword body and hit his right arm.

At this time, the winter night quickly changed its trajectory and split straight up and down.

Robb was shocked and turned his sword back to fight the enemy. Unexpectedly, he was attacked from both sides and had no time to resist from all sides.

In an instant, he thought about it in his mind. He held the sword with one hand to resist the sword coming from below, and used the wrist guard with the other hand to meet the sword from above. There was a clang, the iron and the sword collided, and he felt the sound of muscle being torn between his arms. It felt like blood was leaching out from the joint between the guard plate and the sword blade.

No, the guard didn't hold his sword back.

Cole pushed hard with both swords, and Robb's arm wound was pulled open, and even the protective plate was cut open, allowing him to clearly see his wound.

Robb was forced back by the huge force and fell to the ground.

At this time, the giant wolf jumped out. Cole held both swords and waved them without fear.

It opened its big mouth and flew towards Cole. It jumped up and rolled down like a giant beast. Cole's swords were pressed against its paws.

Gray Wind stood up like a giant bear. One man and one wolf began to compete for strength. The huge beast was pressing on him, but Cole did not waver, just like a tough rock.

Suddenly he let go of his swords and pulled away, and Gray Feng fell directly to the ground.

At this time, there was only a swish sound, and Cole pulled out a dagger from the back belt.

Robb was staggering up, covering his arm. When he saw the dagger, he shouted, "Grey Wind, be careful!"

The sound reached the wolf's ears, and it quickly shook its head, but it was still a step too late.

There was a scream, a dagger was inserted into the wolf's eye, and blood rushed out instantly. The waving of its head saved its own life, otherwise the dagger would have been plunged into its neck.

The pain did not make the direwolf less ferocious. It opened its teeth and bit up, but Cole caught him instantly and jumped back to avoid it.

"Grey Wind, come back," Robb shouted to him.

At this time, its face was already covered with blood. Robb looked at the dagger in its eye, gritted his teeth and pulled it out.

Cole picked up the sword, met Robb's angry gaze, held his helmet that was tilted to one side, and quickly rushed up with the sword.

Robb's hand was so painful that he couldn't hold the sword at all. Gray Wind stood in front of him, and his face dripping with blood looked very scary.

Now both the man and the wolf are disabled and no longer a match for Cole. Suddenly a knight from the north came to attack, and it seemed that someone still sensed that the master was in danger.

Cole dodged the swung mace, raised his sword and slashed, the knight dismounted with a pop, and died before he could scream.

Robb managed to hold the sword with his good hand, pushing Gray Wind away as he stepped back. However, the stubborn direwolf was determined to protect his master and was not moved at all.

The situation had turned towards Cole, and several more knights came over, but none of them could stop Cole. Like a bloody god of murder, he kept getting closer to the Young Wolf Lord.

Robb knew that the blood belonged to his own people. He had already cut down two northern knights.

The direwolf bared its teeth and roared in a low voice.

"Grey Wind, go away." Robb was still slapping the stubborn wolf cub.

Maybe dying in a killing field is a good destination for you, Cole looked at the Young Wolf Master whose arms were shaking.

The direwolf pounced again, but because it injured one eye, it completely missed him. Cole turned around and faced the unsteady Robb Stark.

Robb's face showed a look of determination, and his sword slowly pointed towards the enemy.

Thinking of those people crying for mercy on the battlefield, at least the Young Wolf Lord has the courage to face life and death. You know, he is only fifteen years old.

Just when Robb was about to fight to the death, a sudden turning point came. A sharp arrow shot through the air and hit Cole in the back with a whoosh.

He groaned in pain, this flow of arrows was indeed beyond his expectation.

In the distance, a man holding a bow was pointing an arrow in this direction. He was riding on a horse and fully equipped with armor. Robb could even feel the smile on his face through the armor. Yes, it was the smiling Theon. His Brother, adopted son of Winterfell, Theon Greyjoy.

Cole reached back, and the arrow awl had already pierced his back deeply. He swung his sword and cut the arrow in half, shaking the wound. The pain instantly made his right arm numb.

At this time, the direwolf actually pounced on him again, and he was thrown to the ground before he was able to prevent it. The bloody mouth bit directly towards Cole's neck.

He reached out and grabbed the direwolf's upper and lower jaws, but the pull of his right arm made the wound more torn.

Now he couldn't care less. Death was only a few centimeters away from him. He was a mortal after all. Although his extraordinary abilities made him invincible in battle, an arrow almost killed him.

Just as Cole was struggling to pull the giant wolf's mouth, a slow footstep approached.

Cole glanced over and saw Robb Stark's tall figure slowly approaching. He walked with a sword and his arm was soaked in blood.

Cole sighed silently in his heart. He knew what he was about to face.

At this time, shouts of killing suddenly came overwhelming, and red flags of roaring lions came from all directions.

Robb was startled. Theon rushed to his side with a team of cavalry. He glanced at the person lying on the ground and couldn't recognize him for a while.

"Robb, get on the horse quickly, Lannister's reinforcements are coming."

Robb pursed his lips and was helped to get on the horse by several knights. He glanced at Cole, then called back the direwolf, led the cavalry into the mountains and forests, and went to an unknown place.

Cole lay on the ground and coughed a few times, leaving blood on his mouth. He propped himself up and wanted to see where the reinforcements came from.

From a distance, it was the old man Kevan who led people rushing from all directions.

Those northern cavalry who did not have time to retreat were strangled one by one, and Kevan also found Cole sitting on the ground. He walked up with a smug look on his face, "Stinky boy, if you beg me, I can help you."

Cole spat out a mouthful of blood foam, "I can get up by myself."