Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon

It was dark, the road was slippery, and the weather was terribly cold. The horses were frozen and kicked.

In order to keep the horses warm, the army had specially put a layer of wool pads on the horses like armor to protect the horses' faces and eyes and block the wind.

Since the beginning of the long night, there have been several heavy snowfalls. This section of the plain road on the southern foot of the Great Wall, which used to be walked casually with eyes closed, has become extremely difficult to walk. Despite the king's orders and occasional risky passages by the supply team, large-scale marches are still very difficult.

More than thirty leagues, marching in this weather means at least two days of travel, but the king still ordered them to go to the east for support, indicating that the crisis in the east is already very serious.

It is said to rush to help, but it is impossible to rush to it at full speed like charging into battle.

The so-called rushing to help is a very troublesome task, especially now that they have to cross more than thirty leagues of snowy roads in the long night. In order to speed up the march, armor and heavy equipment need to be concentrated on the mule-drawn carts that are responsible for them. Torches and fuel must be prepared to ensure warmth and lighting for the marching team. In particular, attention should be paid to the endurance consumption of horses and the replenishment of fresh water. People can keep going by eating dry food and drinking water, but in this case, the consumption of horses is huge, so special attention should be paid to prepare enough materials such as bean cakes, cornmeal, and apples for horses.

Horses eat much better than people.

Because they are rushing to help, they cannot enter a castle along the way to rest and replenish supplies, but must stay on the way to march. Scouts and logistics troops will first go to the castles where they are expected to rest in the middle to notify them to prepare rations and temporary garrisons on the route the army will pass.

The army that gathered in the Black Castle actually anticipated this situation, but the troops stationed in each castle were originally estimated to be sufficient for defending the city. When necessary, the Black Castle will serve as the general reserve to support the places with serious losses.

But now it seems that the rush to help from the east is probably not for defending the city.

Although the soldiers did not receive accurate information, some experienced battlefield veterans could smell the danger from the requirements of the march.

"It's a pity that the long night came too quickly." Aegon rode side by side with Duke Arya, and said in a comforting tone, "Your Majesty's Second Regiment has an instructor for training new troops, and has brought the magic armor to all the troops on the Wall. If we have enough time, we can train the generals and soldiers. Maybe we can also do it like the First Regiment, using magic and witchcraft."

Arya thought: The Wall is so cold, and in the long night, where is the place and conditions for training?

Although she saw the power of that army and was looking forward to the training and armor promised by the king, the actual conditions obviously did not allow them to train on the Wall.

Even if she wanted to, the Second Regiment was blocked at the Moat Cailin by the long night and the wind and snow in the North, and even her uncle Edmure's troops were blocked at Winterfell. Arya looked up at the sky, and the long night was covered with dark clouds, and even the stars could not be seen.

"Maybe. Your Highness Aegon, we have a long way to go this time, marching on the snowy road, and I am worried that the morale of the troops is not high. Please lead the front army to continue forward, and I will go to the rear to check and confirm that no team has fallen behind." Arya did not respond to Aegon directly, but told him with a little respect, and then took the big hound, the Great Jon of the North, and 20 guards from various families to the side, walked on the ice that had not been stepped out of the snow, and slowly retreated to the rear.

Aegon looked at the other party's actions, didn't care, and just nodded slightly.

Now the lords of the North are naturally divided into two parts. One part follows Aegon in the name of the coalition, such as Dustin and Lacewell who surrendered in the battle, as well as Glover, Flint in the south, and even Greyjoy in the Iron Islands.

The other part obeys Arya and recognizes her as the Duke of Stark in the North.

This kind of standing is not subject to the will of the actual leaders of the two sides. The subordinates will naturally gather together for various interests and demands. Aegon and Arya are friendly, and they are also friendly, but there is a natural division in political stance.

A war of six kings has messed up the stances of various families in the North, especially after Aegon represented Targaryen to get involved, which caused a more fatal rift than the Bolton family to the seemingly ironclad rule of the Stark family in the North.

Now everyone is for the same purpose, of course, it can't be shown, but everyone can feel that the North now has two voices.

If Aegon can form a political marriage with Arya, it may be able to bridge the rift in the North.

But even Viserys privately doesn't want this to happen.

There are also third-party disturbances in the North by the lords of the Valley. They try to match Aegon and Sansa to protect their own rights and interests. Viserys actually knows these things, but he doesn't care.

And letting it go is actually a manifestation of an attitude.

As for Arya, although she was not enthusiastic about the title of Duke of the North, after taking on the burden of the Stark family, she found that even if she wanted to give up the title and give it to Sansa, the people below would not agree.

Sansa had no prestige among the northern lords.

So Arya counted on Rickon.

The unspoken rule in Westeros was that male heirs were given priority, so Arya secretly discussed with the Manderly family loyal to Stark and quietly sent a ship to pick up Rickon.

I hope Rickon is okay.

But in fact, Arya also knew a will. After she went north, the Reed family of Greywater Neck sent people to contact her, and Maggie Mormont and Galbert Glover also came at the same time.

It is worth mentioning that the Mormont family is now in many places in the North.

Jorah Mormont, the former Lord of Bear Island during the reign of King Robert, swore allegiance to King Viserys at the Wall.

Maegy Mormont, the former Lord of Bear Island during the reign of King Robb, was thought to be dead, but reappeared after the North was reconquered and pledged allegiance to Arya of the Stark family.

Alysanne Mormont, the Lord of Bear Island during the reign of Roose Bolton, finally stood on the side of Aegon Targaryen. Although the title of Earl returned to Maegy after the appearance of Maegy Mormont, the Mormont family is now scattered like flowers in the north, under Aegon and Arya, and the situation is quite embarrassing.

But with Jorah's relationship, the Mormont family can be directly linked to the king, which is very complicated. Mormont himself is in a particularly complicated situation now. Lord Maggie even sometimes wondered whether the Mormont family should set up a main branch in the North at this juncture, just like the Flint family in the North.

The Glover family also faced the same situation after the appearance of the patriarch Gaibert, but this patriarch was a little more resourceful than Maggie. Gaibert himself had lost his wife and had no children, and his younger brother, Robert Glover, was the heir.

The situation in the North was complicated, and Gaibert chose to do nothing. He was personally loyal to Robb's will, and persuaded Maggie to hand over Robb's will to Arya with him, and then swore allegiance to Arya. As for the family, Deepwood Motte fell into the hands of the Ironborn, the family declined, and there was no power to control the situation. So the patriarch decided to respect all the agreements reached by the family leaders when he was away, and everything remained the same. Anyway, it seems that there is no actual conflict between the two sides of the branch station in the North, so this approach is quite decent.

Aegon and Arya were both quite satisfied with Gaibert's attitude.

It is worth mentioning that both sides actually hope that all the northern lords can do the same as Gaibert, but they do not have the prestige and suppression power of King Viserys, and cannot forcibly bridge the trend of political divisions among various forces.

Speaking of which, although it is not pleasant to hear, the fact is that Viserys relied on his personal force and prestige to force the heads of the lords and unite the crown, Dorne, Stormland, and the South. Dorne and Stormland, Dorne and the South, how many lords and nobles have feuds.

Let's talk about the will in Arya's hand.

From the moment she got this will, Arya knew that it could not be used or mentioned.

The will was made by Robb, the "King of the North and the Riverlands", and both the Targaryen royal family and the current lords of the North only recognize "the Guardian of the North, Duke Stark".

What King of the North and the Riverlands? There is only one king now, King Viserys!

Although Arya, as the younger sister, wanted to tell her illegitimate brother that Robb finally chose her brother and let him know Robb's love for him before his death.

But as the Duke of the North, Arya knew that the will should not be told to anyone again. So far, she would take this secret to the grave. The moment she got this thing, Arya asked Maggie and Gaibert to swear with her that from then on, this secret would rot in the stomachs of the three of them.

"I'm sorry, Jon." Arya could only apologize to Jon in her heart.

Woo——

At this time, Arya's direwolf Nymeria suddenly howled.

Arya looked over, and suddenly she was thinking: Nymeria finally chose to give up the wolf pack in the Twins for her and returned to the North with her. It seems that whether it is a person or a wolf, making choices on the road to growth always requires giving up something.

From the back of the team, a huge wolf shadow quickly came up.

It was Bai Ling.

The two direwolves came close to each other, sniffed each other's breath, and found a sheltered place in the dark snow to sit quietly.

The direwolves have grown up, they no longer make noises and play, and they don't often meet in the Black Castle. Even if they meet, they just sit quietly beside each other for a while, and soon they are busy with their own things.

Just like her and Jon.

Jon's team soon followed.

Arya saw Jon and found that his face was still that kind of expression of joy mixed with various complex emotions.

It was Arya who greeted first: "Jon, the march is long, let's walk together?"

Arya was about to join the marching team, and the soldiers of the Northern Army behind and the Night's Watch and Wildlings brought by Jon tacitly made room for them.

It was not until Arya got close to Jon that she realized that the strong man who looked huge on the horse next to Jon was Sir Jorah.

"Ser Jorah," Arya said, straightening her face skillfully. "So you are also in the team?"

Ser Jorah forced a smile behind his hood and nodded to Arya: "Hello, Lord Arya."

"Hello." Seeing that the other party did not answer, Arya watched him slowly distance himself.

She turned back.

The smile on Jon's face was inexplicably bitter, and he asked: "Arya, why are you here?"

They had met several times a while ago. Although they had a deep relationship, the title of "my little sister" was like the morning before they parted at King Robert's camp. Some things were no longer the same as before.

Arya did not answer his question, but asked him directly: "Jon, why do I feel like you are avoiding me these days?"

"There are a lot of things going on at the Wall, you know." Jon smiled bitterly, "The wights come every day."

As they spoke, Bai Ling and Nymeria quickly caught up and walked in front of them.

"When we met and said goodbye last time, I told you that I had something important to tell you, about your mother. I told you to be prepared and come to me." Arya looked at him solemnly, "Why don't you come?"

"Arya, I..." Jon's eyebrows were full of embarrassment, "I already know."

"Ah? Who told you?" Arya was puzzled, "Are there people from the Dayne family of Dorne Starfall in your majesty's war group?"

"The Dayne family?" Jon asked in confusion.

"Who told you then?" Arya asked.

"It's Arya, I want to hear what you know." She found that Jon was hesitant to speak, as if he was hesitating about something.

Arya looked strange, but still whispered to him: "Wylla. This is your mother's name."

"What?" Jon's face was even more puzzled, and his brows were furrowed.

Arya was puzzled, but continued to tell him: "When I was wandering in the Riverlands, I met Lord Edric Dayne of the Dayne family in the Brotherhood Without Banners. He was about your age and was serving as a squire to the leader of the Brotherhood, Ser Dondarrion. He told me that he and you were nursing brothers. I asked him, he was in Dorne and you were in the North, how could you be nursing brothers?"

Jon subconsciously asked: "What did he say?"

"He said that Vera was his wet nurse and your mother. Everyone in Starfall knows this. It was when my father went to Starfall to return the greatsword 'Dawn' of the Dayne family, so..." Arya said, and found that Jon's face was getting weirder and weirder. She couldn't help asking, "Is this different from what you heard from others?"

"Not me." Jon was speechless for a moment. After a pause, Jon said something that Arya couldn't understand, "Arya, father. Lord Eddard has never betrayed his marriage to your mother, Lady Catelyn. That Lady Vera is probably not my mother, but a cover made by father."

"What?" This time it was Arya's turn to frown.

"I'm sorry, Arya, there are some secrets that I can't tell you since you don't know them." Jon sighed, "But Lord Eddard will always be my elder, my father, and you too. In my heart, you will always be my sister."

"." Arya opened her mouth, was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled, "Don't apologize, I actually understand you very much, Jon, my brother. I actually have secrets here that I can't tell you. It seems that we are even, right?"

"Arya" Jon called his little sister's name, and suddenly felt a kind of sadness of losing something important. Master Aemon once taught him: Kill the boy in your heart. But he always kept a trace of innocence towards his family, his beloved brother and sister Arya. Today, he suddenly felt that this bit of pure emotion seemed to be leaving him.

"Okay, let's not think about those bad things." Arya suddenly made a face at him, "If there is no war, I hope everyone will return to Winterfell and our family will get together."

"Home" Jon muttered the word, and replied with a sigh, "Yes. I really hope to have a chance to return to Winterfell."

"There will be a chance." Arya said, "I believe."

"Yeah." Jon nodded, not daring to look directly into Arya's eyes.

The urgency of the war can be easily felt even at the southern foot of the Great Wall.

Every trebuchet on the Great Wall is operating, and every beacon flame is burning fiercely.

The rescue team went east all the way, and every castle with garrisons in the Nightfort, Deep Lake House, and Queen's Gate was fighting. From time to time, fireballs could be seen flying out from the tall walls in the night and falling into the sight blocked by the cliffs of the Great Wall.

In addition to the Long Night Castle, which heard that the cavalry had all left the city for field battles, this team that was ordered by the king to rush to support had already drawn cavalry troops from the defense forces of the southern walls of the castles along the way and incorporated them into its jurisdiction.

When the team rested at the temporary rest point outside the Waterside Village, the number of troops had expanded from 3,000 when they left the Black Castle to 6,000, and there were still three castles ahead, the Sable Hall, the Ice Crystal Gate, and the Long Carriage Tower, before reaching the target beacon tower.

The scouts sent to the front had not brought back the news, and the army could not be sure what had happened there.

But the closer they got, the more pressure they felt, because the garrisons sent out by the castles claimed that the king had come in person on a dragon, and asked each castle to select personnel and wait for the Black Castle soldiers to join forces to support the beacon tower.

After resting for about two hours, the army had a hot meal and a short rest. Then they set off again and headed for the beacon tower.

The troops did not receive any new reinforcements at Sable Hall. The night watchman who was in contact said that the support from several castles near the beacon tower had already assembled in the direction of the beacon tower as the first echelon.

And the scouts finally brought first-hand news from the front.

The beacon tower collapsed.

The dragon summoned by the White Walkers crashed into a crack and then exploded, which directly caused the Great Wall at the beacon tower to collapse with a huge gap of fifty feet at the widest point.

Because the dragon swooped down from the sky and hit it, the Great Wall collapsed from north to south and from top to bottom. Now there is only a 20-30-foot wall base left at the beacon tower, and a pile of broken ice ruins spreading hundreds of feet away in the south.

The secondary collapse caused by the wind and snow blowing from the north caused some fragments of the Great Wall to fall outside the north wall. The beacon tower is now swarmed by several corpses, and even crossed the wall base at one point. It was the king's three-headed dragon that spit out a mouthful of flames when passing by that recaptured the defensive position built on the base.

When the scouts arrived at the beacon tower, two ice dragons controlled by the White Walkers were attacking from the sky, trying to cause more serious damage to the collapsed part of the beacon tower. But because the king rode a dragon to kill, the two ice dragons fled away.

The threat of the dragon was temporarily lifted, but the zombies from the north were increasing, and the defenders were in urgent need of support.

After hearing the intelligence, the commanders of the troops who came to support took a breath.

Although they had a very bad estimate in their hearts when they were summoned for help, they were still shocked when the exact news came.

The seven hundred feet high and dozens of feet thick city walls, in the past, before seeing the unimaginable power of ordinary people, no one believed that such a miraculous giant structure would collapse so quickly by surprise.

But it happened.

When they heard the news, they were still seven or eight leagues away from the beacon tower. The reinforcements made some preparations and held an emergency meeting.

Aegon spoke first, "What I mean is, immediately select 2,000 riders to form light cavalry, bring enough fuel and grease, and rush to the battlefield first. The positions have been set up there now, and what is most needed is definitely not soldiers, but fuel to block the gap and stop the tide of corpses."

"Agree." Arya gave her opinion skillfully, "I will add one more thing, quickly count the wildfire supplies brought by Castle Black, and the front army will make way for the troops responsible for escorting fuel supplies to go to the front. If necessary, you don't have to spare the endurance of mules and horses, and send the most useful wildfire to the front line of the battlefield as soon as possible to hold the gap."

"One more thing."

This emergency meeting was short and fast. In less than a quarter of an hour, the main decision was made and sent to each department by the messenger.

After the emergency meeting, Aegon immediately couldn't sit still and wanted to set off to select 2,000 light cavalry to form a vanguard and rush to the battlefield.

Seeing that the commanders of each department had returned to their respective posts to convey orders, Arya realized that her illegitimate brother Jon Snow, who had come to attend the emergency meeting, was still there.

Arya thought Jon had something to say to her, but Jon stopped Prince Aegon who was eager to try.

But he heard him say: "Your Highness Aegon, please let the Night's Watch team go with the vanguard." He nodded apologetically in Arya's direction.

Aegon didn't understand why, but thought it was the blood and tradition of the Night's Watch. After all, he had seen Commander Mormont hanging ropes and ladders under the urn to cover the army's assembly. So Aegon acted like a commander of the coalition forces according to the normal attitude towards the Night's Watch: "Very good, Jon Snow, right? I know you, the Night's Watch men are really good. Go, call your people, we will set off immediately. Are you willing to be the leader of the formation with me?"

Aegon was inviting Jon to charge in the front of the vanguard, the Blade Division. This is a royal demeanor of commanding subordinates, giving honor and trust, although the so-called leader is definitely not the real front of the formation, but the tail of the vanguard salient.

But for ordinary Night's Watchmen, this is a very trusting attitude.

Even Jon couldn't help but associate Aegon with himself and his "biological father" Rhaegar Targaryen.

It is said that Prince Rhaegar is also a brave warrior who dares to take the lead in every battle and has a charismatic personality. It's a pity that he was defeated and died in a duel with Robert at the Trident.

At this moment, Jon stood in front of the prince who he knew was his half-brother in the true sense of the word, and then looked at Arya, who he had always thought to be his half-brother for more than ten years, which made him feel very strange.

Jon had a lot of complicated emotions in his heart, and bowed to Aegon: "Thank you for your trust, Your Highness."

"Good!" Aegon patted Jon's shoulder hard, as if to encourage a warrior he admired very much. As he spoke, Aegon looked at Arya and encouraged Jon like a leader, "The battle is about to begin. Say goodbye to Lord Arya, Jon."

After that, the "brother" who Jon knew was truly related by blood nodded to Jon in a very graceful manner and left.

Aegon's attitude and demeanor made Jon suddenly relieved, and the inexplicable knot in his heart suddenly subsided a lot.

The emergency meeting did not even have a tent, but was held on a raised snow hill on the side of the marching team.

Now only Jon and Arya were left on the snow hill.

Arya said: "Jon, to be honest, I also want to charge with you, but I am not as tall as you, and I don't have your strength. Nymène can't help with the fire attack, I know that I will only cause trouble if I go into battle."

The most important thing is that one of the most courageous guards around Arya is Sandor Clegane, a hound who is afraid of fire, and is as useless as the direwolf Nymène in the fire attack. The Greatjon, who had been imprisoned in the Twins for more than half a year, was eager to try, but as one of the few Stark generals, Arya needed the Greatjon to cooperate with her.

Jon hurriedly said, "No, Arya, charging into battle with bravery and controlling the army with wisdom are different ways of working. In my opinion, you are very wise to be able to control an army of so many people."

"This is not wisdom." Arya shook her head and laughed, not caring, and said with some pride, "The reputation of the 'wolf girl' in the river is not spread by wisdom. It's a pity that the North is too cold, and Nymè's wolf pack in the river has been disbanded. Alas, I don't know whether the river has entered the long night, and how Nymè's wolf pack is doing? You don't have to say anything, Jon, just do what you want to do, and don't worry about guessing what I think. You should know me. If I have a choice, I will never be the Duke of the North." Arya said, "I believe you, so you should believe me too. Jon, remember what your father said?

Winter is coming--"

"--A pack of wolves will live, and a lone wolf will die." Jon and Arya recited this motto in unison.

Eyes met, everything was unspoken.

Jon's entanglement was calmed down a lot.

His mind was churning. He thought of Qhorin the Halfhand in the Night's Watch, Commander Mormont, his brothers in the Night's Watch, Master Aemon who warned him "We are the Night's Watch first", and then his "father" Eddard, his sister Arya, his brothers Robb, Bran, Rickon, and Sansa. Finally, there was the distant King Viserys, Prince Aegon, and grandfather Aemon who told him "You are also a Targaryen."

At this moment, Jon, who was determined to blow the horn with his life, had a clear triple identity in his heart: "He is a Night's Watch first, a Stark second, and a Targaryen last."

And the fact that he blew the horn had nothing to do with his family, but because he was a Night's Watch who had sworn to give everything to defend the Wall.

Soon, Jon, Sir Jorah, and a hundred Night's Watch Rangers followed the vanguard of two thousand riders at the tail of Aegon's front army and set off from the rescue team.

It was thought that this was a forced march that could reach the beacon tower directly, but something unexpected still happened.

The vanguard was only three or four leagues away from the beacon tower.

Here, even in the dark night, you can feel the cold wind from the cracks in the Great Wall several miles away.

The team could even feel the chaotic wind direction with strange coldness approaching the beacon tower, and the biting cold wind was mixed with cold ice crystals and snowflakes.

Looking up, a long section of the wall without fire and the vaguely visible distant wall covered by wind and snow have shown the severity of the situation.

However, the situation is getting worse.

As the scouts appeared again, worse news came.

"What, tens of thousands of corpses are coming from the southeast of the southern foot of the Great Wall? Is the news true? The wights landed from the direction of Seal Bay?"

Even Jon Clinton, who had been acting as a load-bearing pillar beside Aegon to stabilize the morale of the army, couldn't help but ask three questions in a row after hearing this information.

The news of the collapse of a section of the Great Wall at the beacon tower was shocking enough, but who would have thought that even more terrible news would be heard when they arrived here.

After sending the scout away, Aegon, who had always maintained a firm attitude, could not help but change color: "Should we pass the information to commanders at all levels of the army?"

"Pass it!" Franklin of the Golden Company, one of Aegon's core members, or now should be called Franklin Flowers Knight, who was personally knighted by the Westeros royal family, said, "It is better to panic now than to panic on the battlefield. Moreover, His Highness Aegon is personally the vanguard in this battle, and His Majesty the King is riding a dragon in the air to support. I believe that no one dares not to serve."

So the news was passed on.

When the news reached Jon Snow, he realized the urgency of the situation and finally could not hold back any longer, leaving all his worries and confusion behind. He rushed to Aegon, the commander of the front army, with Sir Jorah, saying that he had something very important to say.

Finally, Jon revealed the secret that he didn't understand why King Viserys didn't tell everyone directly: "Your Highness Aegon, I may have a way to repair the Wall."

Hearing this, Aegon's small group in the front army were all shocked: "What?!"

"Ser Jorah can testify," Jon pointed to Jorah beside him, "Your Majesty also knows about this, but this matter has not been verified, I'm not sure-"

Aegon's face changed again and again, obviously shocked by the news, but he heard him ask Jorah: "Your Majesty knows?"

"Yes, Your Majesty knows." Jorah nodded to confirm.

"Okay!" Aegon said directly, "So, what do you want me to do for you next, Jon Snow?"

He just believed it?

Jon looked at Aegon, and for a moment he was a little dazed: "I know the situation is urgent, and Your Highness may lead troops to stop the zombies from the southeast, but please allow my troops to follow me to the beacon tower."

"Of course, how long will it take you to repair the Great Wall?" Aegon said fiercely, "I will lead the army to stop the enemy with all my strength, and will never let the zombies attacking from the southeast step into the beacon tower! If the zombies come in, my army and I will be wiped out."

"Your Highness." Jon's heart surged, but he couldn't give a definite answer, "I'm not sure."

"Oh, that's right, you just said that this matter has not been verified." Aegon laughed, "It was my anxiety that made me confused. Haha."

Aegon laughed twice, but didn't laugh with him.

"." Jon felt that he was taciturn for the first time. At this moment, he couldn't say a word to his half-brother in front of him.

But Aegon said casually: "But I trust my uncle, Jon, so I trust you too."

After a long pause, Jon could only say: "Thank you."

The army continued to move forward.

Gradually, the wind and snow on the road ahead became stronger and stronger, and huge pieces of broken ice could be seen along the way, lying across the snowy plain. Those ice blocks were obviously the result of the collapse and shattering of the Great Wall, and one could easily see the terrifying scratches that the ice blocks scraped out on the snow before they stopped.

The further the team went, the bigger the ice blocks on the roadside became. In some places, the collapsed broken ice and rocks even smashed them into a high slope across the plain.

The so-called "road" they were walking on was obviously a passage that the nearby castle garrison had explored before them at their own risk.

Finally, the vanguard arrived at the beacon tower.

The current situation here was extremely horrifying.

The point where the ice dragon broke through the wall was not in the middle of the castle, but on a wall about two hundred steps east of the beacon tower castle.

But the collapsed wall was obviously subjected to a terrible and huge force when it broke through the wall, and the wall fragments were scattered everywhere, and the collapsed wall even spread to a rugged mountain hundreds of feet high on the southern slope. Some debris even spread to the city wall under the beacon tower, submerging half of the city wall.

What's more terrifying is that the collapsed section of the beacon tower wall, the fifty feet of uncollapsed wall and the top of the wall, are all wrapped in a strange layer of dazzling blue ice.

When you get closer, you can see from the wind and snow that under the ice layer, there are many catapults and crossbows that the beacon tower originally prepared for defense, as well as many wall guards who were frozen there in various shapes and had no time to escape.

There are even a few defenders who seem to have fallen from the seven hundred feet high wall, but when they fell halfway, they were wrapped by the sudden explosion of black ice and were frozen and hung in the blue ice layer on the wall.

This horrifying scene is like the end of the world, which makes everyone who sees it terrified.

What is amazing is that the beacon tower did not fall as imagined, and the defenders did not all die. When the ice dragon attacked, the city wall collapsed, and the ice dragon exploded, many people in the Great Wall tunnel, the room on the west side of the city wall, and the soldier cave on the city wall did not die. They escaped, but the cold air from the ice dragon extinguished the flames and brought a terrible cold wave. They could only survive inside, and they didn't even have time to send out a distress signal.

The army followed the support troops that arrived first, built wooden boards on the mountain formed by the collapsed city wall, poured ice water, and laid fur, straw, and dry branches to form a "mountaineering road" and climbed up one side of the collapsed city wall.

Here, the cold wind blowing in from the gap in the north was extremely cold and bone-chilling.

At the end of the road on the collapsed city wall, in the low-lying area in the north of this "mountain", at the foot of the Great Wall, you can see a large number of defenders throwing stones and setting fires to stop the tide of corpses.

Climbing up the mountain formed by the collapse of the wall and looking southeast, you can also see the edge of the "mountain" there. On the broken wall, a group of people are using wooden boards and oil barrels to build a commanding blocking point.

And farther to the southeast, a terrifying blizzard is coming from there. The blizzard formed by the marching army of the White Walkers in the south of the city is thinner than that in the north of the city, so you can easily see countless zombies in the blizzard.

There are few defenders in the southeast. Previously, Aegon received a message from the scout that the defenders on the south road repeatedly begged for reinforcements and troops, so he did not hesitate and rushed to the south road with two thousand troops.

The south is the collapsed section of the Great Wall, unlike the north, and there is a high ground formed by the wall.

The south road is destined to be a hard battle.

Jon and Aegon's vanguard army parted here with the Night's Watch. Because they were just "strangers" who were traveling together temporarily, Jon and Aegon did not even say a word of farewell.

Jon knew that the horn would need "life" to blow, so he felt that this farewell would be forever. He watched Aegon go south, praying to the new gods for his "brother" in his heart, and thinking of Arya, he prayed to the old gods for his sister.

After praying, the Night's Watchman Jon Snow turned around, rode his horse on the passage built on the collapsed wall, and headed north resolutely.

The collapsed section of the Great Wall was hundreds of feet long, which was not far for riding, but for Jon, it was as long as a lifetime.

Finally, amid the hoarse shouts of killing, he came to the foot of the wall.

At this time, someone came to meet him. This is an Essos man, speaking with a strong oriental accent: "Is it reinforcement? Which part of the Night's Watch are you from?"

Jon replied: "From the direction of Castle Black, the vanguard of 2,000 troops has gone to the south to support, and there are 4,000 more coming soon!"

The Essos man shouted: "Great! I'll take you to report this good news to the front line."

"No." At this time, Jon suddenly felt that fate had called him, "Wait for me to see the wall."

"What?" The responding soldier didn't understand.

But Jon ignored him, dropped the reins of his horse, and walked straight to the damaged part of the Great Wall. Reached out and touched the jagged black ice covered with strange blue ice layers.

"Danger, don't touch it!" The soldier was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Jorah.

Following Jon was a group of Night's Watch recruits. They were originally trained at the South Wall, and were suddenly named by the commander to follow the steward Jon. Now they were completely at a loss in the face of this situation.

But Jon's hand, which was covered with black ice, stopped there and slowly took out the horn made of ox horn from his arms.

The bronze on the edge of the horn was now emitting a faint green luster.

Jon thought he would have to study it for a while, but he didn't expect that everything seemed to have been destined.

Huh——

At the gap in the city wall, the cold wind blowing from the north seemed to sense something and suddenly blew more violently.

"Be careful!" A new soldier was almost blown down by the sudden gust of wind.

"Hold on!"

"They are coming again!"

"Ah!"

"Be careful!"

Although he didn't see it, the exclamations of the defenders at the gap in the city wall could tell that the zombie army had accelerated its pace of attack when Jon took out the horn.

Jon knew it was time.

So he took a deep breath, raised the horn to his mouth, and blew it.

When Jon blew the horn, the blood in his body seemed to surge at this moment. He could feel the heat all over his body and his blood boiling.

The horn was still silent.

But the city wall was rumbling.

Rumble.

A huge sound rang out at the gap in the collapsed city wall.

The defenders on the front line screamed: "What's going on? Is the wall going to fall again?!"

"No, there's something under the wall. Damn, what is that thing!?"

Jorah saw this and shouted: "Quick, pass the order, let everyone on the edge of the wall evacuate the wall!"

"What? Who are you and why do you give orders!"

Jorah pulled off his woolen cloak, revealing his knight's robe embroidered with the Targaryen flag: "I am the king's special envoy, specially escorting the Night's Watch commander Jon Snow to repair the Great Wall with the magic horn! Quick, pass the order, everyone, evacuate the wall immediately!"

"What!"

Without thinking too much, Jorah grabbed the soldier in charge of the response, and rushed to the front line of the wall with a roar and shaking, and loudly announced that the troops guarding the city on the collapsed wall with oil barrels and rocks piled up to evacuate quickly.

The 40-50-foot wide wall was crowded with thousands of people. Some were responsible for carrying the oil and asphalt barrels that were finally brought up, and some were responsible for throwing stones and shooting arrows at the front line to throw everything that could be thrown down.

Many people were bloodthirsty, and many were exhausted and lay down on the ground in the pile of rocks.

But after hearing Jorah's shouting, they finally reacted. Regardless of whether Jorah's words were true or false, he had the symbol of the Targaryen royal family. Even if this place was lost due to retreat, someone would take responsibility.

So in the shock, the exhausted defenders who had been guarding for an unknown period of time quickly retreated to the collapsed stone wall mountain.

"It's over! They're coming up!"

The zombie tide also moved quickly. The soldiers who were guarding in front had just retreated, and they had thrown a wave of oil barrels to make a fierce attack, but there were still zombies swarming around, climbing up the collapsed wall like ants.

They were killing with their teeth bared and roaring.

The commander in charge of defending the city screamed in fear, pointing at Jorah and cursing: "You! You! You are going to kill us--"

But the curse stopped abruptly.

But there was a loud rumbling sound, and the Great Wall seemed to be shaking.

The next moment, under the collapsed wall, strange tree roots as pale as bones broke out from the rocks and ice under the wall.

But the huge pale tree roots grew amazingly, dancing, entwining, and circling from the wall like strange tentacles, and climbing all over the broken wall like creepers.

It can be seen with the naked eye that these strange tree roots blocked the way for the corpse tide to kill.

And these strange tree roots that shocked everyone speechless were layer by layer, like threading a needle, layer by layer. From the wall, section by section, section by section, spreading to the hundred-foot height of the Great Wall.

The southern foot of the Great Wall was silent for a while.

Even the biting cold wind blowing from the north stopped silently for this.