The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 292 The Necessity of Puppet

Author: Bamboo Basket Frame Water

Chapter 292 The Necessity of Puppet

The night is approaching, and the savage camp at this time does not know that danger is coming, and is still busy with the evening bonfire dance.

Due to the cold environment outside the Great Wall, in order to ensure that no tribesman will freeze to death without being cared about, the savages will hold a banquet at night to celebrate that they have survived another day.

Many children were playing and playing around the fire, not paying any attention to the parents who were sitting next to the fire and explaining their last words to their families.

According to the orders issued by Mance Rayder to each clan, they will begin migrating south next week and prepare to attack the Great Wall at the same time!

All clan members knew that it was impossible to hide their whereabouts in such a large gathering, so those pesky crows must have been prepared to meet them.

At the fenced entrance of the camp, several freedmen soldiers stopped an embarrassed 'savage' who was wrapping his body in a shabby fur coat, and asked with some confusion:

"Who are you and why don't you carry the mark of your clan?"

"I am a survivor of Thane. Please give way. I must go and warn the King Beyond the Wall of the threat of the White Walkers as soon as possible!"

Survivors of Thane?

The surrounding savages looked at each other in confusion, and the leader of the clan looked a little ugly, focusing on the back of Hawke's slightly blue hands.

Since no clans from Thern have come to participate in Mance Rayder's crusade, most of the wildlings assume that they will not participate in the crusade.

A few weeks ago, rumors about white ghost attacks had appeared in the camp, and most people thought it was just a rumor.

Now it seems that the rumors of the white ghost invasion are true?

Seeing that no one seemed willing to believe him, Hawke had no choice but to take off the animal skin covering his face, revealing his face that was exactly the same as that of a White Walker.

"you……!"

"It's really a white ghost, and he has those blue eyes, kill him quickly!"

"What the elders said is true. This guy can control the dead. You must not let this guy enter the camp!"

Seeing Hawke, who was like a monster, the surrounding savages were so frightened that they raised their weapons, not caring that the opponent's appearance of raising his hands in surrender did not look like the legendary white ghost at all.

Fortunately, the leading clan leader still had some sense. Although he was also frightened by Hawke's ferocious appearance, he still managed to remain calm and said:

"In this case, we will tie you to a tree and then bring Mance to see you. During this period, no movement is allowed. Do you understand?"

"Please hurry up. The white ghost army is heading south. It is estimated that they will collide with us in a few days. We must hurry up!"

Hawk looked anxiously at the orange-red light that was slowly lighting up in the north. As a lucky person who survived the dragon flames, he knew very well that those bright lights were definitely not the sunset!

Through the reminders given to him by the children of the forest, Hawke already knew the reason why the white ghosts suddenly went south in large numbers:

An invader from another world who can destroy the entire continent of Westeros!

"Then you stay here and don't move. I will inform the King Beyond the Wall about you."

Looking at Hawke who was being tied to a tree by everyone, the clan leader ran towards the camp with confidence, preparing to find Mance Rayder.

It's a pity that they have already wasted too much time:

At this moment, Hawke's enhanced eyes suddenly noticed a strange blue light flashing in the woods nearby, so he shouted in panic:

"careful!"

call out--

However, it was too late, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from a distance, and before everyone present could react, the sharp ice spear had already penetrated the clan leader's body!

All the savages stared blankly at the clan leader's body that was gradually stained with frost. At this time, they were as frightened as Hawke when he first encountered the White Walkers, and their whole bodies were frozen.

Before they could react, they saw Hawke tearing off the ropes on his body with brute force and running towards the savage camp at a very fast speed!

"Damn, why are these white ghosts so fast?!"

Hawke, who was running desperately, turned to look at the army of White Walkers that had appeared on the hillside. He could only grit his teeth and continue to speed up, hoping to tell Mance the information he knew as soon as possible.

Little did Hawke know that he was not the only White Walker running for his life at this moment:

"It's finally here. I didn't expect that I would have such an embarrassing day..."

On the hillside a few kilometers away from the Fist of the First Men, the Night King, who was in a panic, was riding on the back of the only ice corpse war horse. He looked at the only dozen elite White Walkers left on foot around him, with a faint look in his eyes.

of sadness.

Along the way, he had to fight with those pointy-eared armies almost every few days. It can be said that he spent all the money he had saved for thousands of years!

"Although it is much earlier than the original plan, at least there is not much difference overall."

Looking at the crowded savage camp in the distance, the Night King couldn't help but recall the hardships he had endured along the way, and then he pulled out the ice blade on his back with a wry smile.

Seeing this, the surrounding White Walkers let out sharp roars, but they couldn't beat those pointed ears. Can't they still bully humans?

Ho--

The shrill roars continued to echo throughout the valley, and the eyes of every White Walker revealed terrifying murderous intent, as hungry as the sheep they looked at from hungry wolves.

Since it was getting late, the savages in the camp were unable to see clearly the more than 10,000 ghouls that were rapidly approaching in the distance. They could only hear the roar of the corpses as they ran.

"What's going on? Why didn't the clans responsible for sentry reporting report the situation? What happened?"

"Is there an intruder?"

"So what if there is really an attack by invaders? There are hundreds of thousands of us, and even the legendary white ghosts can't defeat us!"

A savage was walking out of the tent with a weapon and shield. From the constant shouting and the iron armor he wore, it was easy to tell that he was a noble clan leader.

It is easy to see from his confident and determined eyes that he is ready to deal with any enemy at any time.

"The white ghost army is coming, everyone, get ready for battle!"

However, when he walked out of the tent, he saw a blue figure with a terrifying face speeding past his eyes, which immediately stopped him.

Is the White Ghost really coming?!

All the savages who heard Hawke's cry looked at the hillside in the distance in horror. They saw a large field of blue stars twinkling in the dark night, making the entire night sky look so beautiful.

However, when the savages focused their attention, they were horrified to find that the flashing blue light was not the light of stars at all:

That was an army of nearly 10,000 ghouls, controlled by the White Walkers, charging towards the Fist of the First Men!

"Run quickly, the white ghost is really coming!"

"Hey, everyone, please don't run around. There are not many enemies. As long as you can maintain a stable formation, you can definitely defeat them!"

Looking at the panicked savages around him, Hawke, who was confused, couldn't help shouting to remind everyone, trying to stop the people around him from escaping.

However, as a half-White Walker, Hawke may have forgotten his identity. Although his behavior was entirely due to his own good intentions, the savages obviously would not appreciate it.

After all, when a strange ghost who can speak human language suddenly appears in the camp, and the legendary and terrifying white ghost army also appears outside the camp...

Why do you think this guy was sent by the white ghosts to persuade him to surrender?

Hawke stared blankly at the savage camp that was in a 'whispering camp' state. At this moment, he finally realized the price his reckless behavior had brought.

Some irrational savages began to attack each other. They regarded all living creatures as members of the white ghosts, and used their weapons frantically to hurt each other.

"Go to hell, white devil!"

A wildling warrior who fell into madness noticed the different Hawke, so he suddenly raised the stone hammer in his hand and hit him on the head.

not good!

Relying on the powerful perception of the White Walkers, Hawke quickly noticed the violent sound of breaking through the air behind him, and his ice-blue pupils shrank instantly.

Although the body of the White Walker gives him the ability to be invulnerable, if he is hit hard and hard by such a blunt object, he may not be able to escape the outcome of being knocked unconscious.

Poof——

At this moment, a dark golden claw instantly penetrated the chest of the hammer-wielding barbarian, and directly pulled out the opponent's spine with brute force!

Blood instantly sprayed on Hawk's ghostly face, and at the same time, Hawke saw clearly the identity of the visitor:

"You are... you are the king of the pointed-eared army and the dragon! Why do you appear here?!"

Looking at the lifeless black figure in front of him like a shadow, Hawke hurriedly gathered an ice and snow spear, and then looked in panic at the black figure in front of him who could barely see the appearance clearly.

The black shadow threw aside the spine in his hand, then looked at the half-human and half-ghost Hawk in front of him with interest, and asked curiously in a hoarse voice:

"It's interesting. A White Walker can maintain human consciousness and can also use ice and snow magic. Can you tell me how you do it?"

After saying that, he raised his foot and crushed the savage who was still struggling in pain on the ground, and sat on the other man's body that was still exuding residual warmth and looked at Hawke.

This black shadow is the ‘Shadow Dancer’ that Rohan separated from his own shadow!

Although Luohan taught the Witch King how to use the 'Shadow Dancer' at the beginning, he still hid a trick in the end, which was the trick about the main body's consciousness descending on the shadow clone.

To put it simply, although the shadow clone summoned by the Witch King can fight at a distance, it can only fight instinctively according to the orders given by the Witch King.

But Rohan's shadow clone is different. He can project his consciousness into the shadow clone from a long distance. Although this will make the main body unable to move, it is absolutely safe.

After all, the life of the shadow clone is not fate~

Looking at the Rohan clone who was very leisurely in the savage camp in front of him, Hawke couldn't help but recall the scene he saw a few days ago:

Countless silver dragons that only exist in legends are soaring in the sky, and the dragon flames they spout are terrifying; the terrifying multi-headed giant snakes are sweeping thousands of miles in the snowy fields, and anything that stands in front of them will be crushed.

But what frightens Hawke the most is the terrifying army that can easily defeat the white ghost army in the ice and snow, and can even launch a pursuit!

A pair of pointed ears, covered with noble purple-gold steel armor, uniform organization and combat effectiveness, and a ruthless attitude towards both ghosts and humans...

The children of the forest are right, this army will definitely bring destruction to this continent!

Thinking of this, Hawke felt that the fear in his heart gradually subsided, and then he looked at Rohan firmly and shouted:

"Damn pointed-eared monster, I already know your plot to destroy the continent of Westeros. You can't even think of succeeding!"

"Young people are commendable for their courage, but don't you know that I know Kung Fu? Are you usually so brave?"

Looking at the spear pressed against his throat, Luo Han couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but then he looked at the 'reckless' young man in front of him with admiration.

After all, although this shadow clone is only half as strong as himself, the pressure that belongs to the Chosen One alone has not weakened at all.

Even the crazy savages around him would subconsciously choose to avoid his position. This young man actually had the courage to point a weapon at himself. It must be said that he was quite capable.

But...when did I say I would destroy the world?

For Lohan, there are not many treasures in the world of Game of Thrones that are worthy of his efforts to find.

Valyrian steel, dragon eggs, the power of faith in local gods, and the magic of unknown power...

Apart from these things, Rohan really can't think of any other treasures that he can plunder from this continent, which is even poorer and more backward than Pendor.

According to Rohan's plan, he will let an unpopular puppet king be responsible for unifying and dominating the continent of Westeros, and the role of this king is to pay taxes to Rohan.

Due to the unpopularity of the people, this king will have to rely on the military power of the Drukki elves and can only rely on the power of the elves.

And if this puppet king commits any unforgivable sin, then the elves only need to remove this king as a shield, and then choose a new king.

It doesn't matter even if there is some resistance force that threatens the elves, after all, the people are ignorant and short-sighted.

Just use tax exemptions and improved benefits for several years to win over the people, and then return to the status quo after more than ten years.

After such a long time has passed, the former rebels have either been killed by the Inquisition's pursuers, or they have surrendered, and it is impossible for them to come out to cause trouble again.

After all, life is short. How many ten years can an ordinary human have to resist the rule of elves without caring about his family?

Even if the most serious situation occurs, Rohan can still choose to delay the rebels to death. Now that he has become an [Immortal], he has plenty of time to fight for the lifespan of an ordinary human being!

How could Rohan do such a thankless thing as destroying the continent of Westeros under such a premise that he had already thought of a plan to control it?

(End of chapter)