The Mountain of Ice and Fire

An Ge and Littlefinger went up to the ground together and came to the main castle.

At the gate of the main castle, Bran Stark sat silently in his wheelchair like a stone sculpture.

The Three-Eyed Raven on his shoulder was gone, probably flown into the sky.

Teams of soldiers were pouring into the castle from the three gates.

Melisandre stood on the side of the north gate riding the Red Comet Beast.

The north was the main battlefield.

The pikemen, cavalry, and sword-and-shield soldiers of the Clegane army began to pour into the north gate, their numbers increasing and surging like a tide. The generals also appeared on horseback one after another. They shouted the slogans of their legions, cursed the crowded soldiers, and the generals who entered the city blew their military whistles to summon the soldiers of their legions who had entered the city to re-form their ranks.

Fink Eldwin stood near the city gate of the north gate. He did not find An Ge's bow cavalry. The bow cavalry knights and the bow cavalry were defending against the enemy on the first wall.

On the first wall, the archers' arrows were still heavily damaging the ghouls.

In the chaotic soldiers, Fink saw the tall Polliver Clegane at first glance.

Polliver Clegane left a deep impression on everyone, not only because his right half of his face always twitched, his eyes were like awls, and he liked to ask people for eyes or hands to make into works of art, but he also had a striking bald head.

It's just that this bald head is now covered in blood.

"General Polliver Clegane," Finland Eldwin squeezed to Polliver's side, "General An Ge has urgent military affairs that require you to go there."

"Where is that kid?"

"He's at the gate of the main castle."

"Take me there."

The Mountain's cavalry team without war horses also had two captains, Sweetmouth Raff and Executioner Dunsen. Polliver always only cared about fighting and didn't care about leading troops. When the legion retreated into the city, he wouldn't care about reorganizing the remnants. Sweetmouth Raff and Executioner Dunsen were in charge of military affairs.

Finland Eldwin led Polliver Clegane to see An Ge Clegane quickly.

An Ge saw Polliver coming quickly. He whispered something to a small attendant beside him, and the small attendant hurried to meet him.

Not far from the gate was Bran Stark. Influenced by Littlefinger, An Ge needed to guard against Bran.

Littlefinger was gone. After he came to the ground, he told An Ge that he was going to check the material dispatch of officials at all levels. As for whether that guy was actually going to work or hide underground first, An Ge was not sure.

"General Polliver, I am An Ge's attendant, Jeffrey Gym."

"What military affairs does An Ge have?"

An Ge was the Mountain's adopted son. Polliver Clegane believed that since the Mountain was not here, An Ge might convey the military orders left by the Mountain before he left.

"Receive Lord Mountain's secret order. The Clegane soldiers must prepare to enter the underground tunnel. Don't try to defend the second wall desperately. Just pretend to fight on the surface."

"Understood." Polliver Clegane obeyed the Mountain's orders, regardless of whether the orders were right or wrong, black or white.

He would do whatever the Mountain said. An Ge understood this. He only needed to offer the four words 'Lord Mountain', and then he wouldn't have to worry about anything. Polliver would complete the order most resolutely.

"Tell this secret order to the other officers of the Clegane army secretly. Don't publicize it, and don't let the officers of other legions know."

"I understand what the secret order means." Polliver glared. The tone of 'I' comes from the Mountain.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Jeffrey Gym quickly agreed, retreating while jogging back to An Ge's side.

The teenager was afraid of Polliver Clegane. This guy was a lunatic.

*

On the first wall, the archers' rockets were almost exhausted, but the dense rain of arrows still caused great difficulties for the ghoul army. The ghoul army attacked the edge of the antlers. The allied forces retreated like a tide, and the three gates were wide open.

Outside the north gate, Melisandre, riding the Red Comet Beast, began to chant loudly, while the Great Sage on the city wall led hundreds of pyromancers down the city wall and retreated into the city through the moat bridge.

The legions retreating from outside the city continuously ascended the second wall under the command of Ed Stark and Jon Snow. Soldiers were like ants, densely packed up the city, team after team, row after row. Teams delivering water and food also came in an endless stream. Wooden carts transporting injured soldiers also shuttled back and forth, one after another, between the city gate and the training ground.

Between the first and second walls, the moat had frozen into solid ice.

A day and a night passed, and the weather became colder.

On the first wall, Robb Stark issued an order for the allied bow cavalry to retreat to the second wall first.

Outside the first wall, the oil trenches densely blocking the wall outside the antlers were ignited, like a long red dragon.

Melisandre's chanting did not stop. Some of the ghouls in the ghoul army crossed the first oil trench. Just as they were about to rush into the antler formation, with a whoosh, a fire snake rose out of thin air and burned rapidly along the antlers to both sides...

The second oil trench also ignited...

Then the third oil trench...

A total of three oil trenches firmly blocked the ghoul army's advance. The flames were blazing, burning into a red wall of fire more than one person high. The three walls of fire stopped the ghoul army in front, while the ghouls behind continued to surge forward.

The black tide of the surging ghoul army was suddenly contained.

The last batch of soldiers entered the city gate. Melisandre alone rode the Red Comet Beast to face the ghoul army. Between her and the ghoul army, there were three walls of fire and dozens of meters wide of antler formation. A narrow path in the middle led directly to the open gate.

On the city wall behind Melisandre, arrows rained down, poof, poof, poof, densely shooting and killing the ghouls standing in front of the wall of fire. The ghouls became targets, constantly falling beside the fire.

It was a much clearer day than yesterday.

The King of the North, Robb Stark, stood on the high platform of the city wall, so that every soldier on the city wall could see him.

This was the rule of leading troops that Ed Stark taught him. Jon Snow was the same. If you lead troops, you must charge at the forefront, so that every soldier can see the Stark family's military flag and the general himself as long as they look up.

Ed Stark's rule of leading troops: Fight in the front.

Melisandre stood still at the north gate. The dark ghoul army still looked dark and didn't know how many there were, but Melisandre knew that the ghoul army was less than 100,000. And the Night King had not even taken the first wall. Nor had he broken through the last three oil trenches and the antler formation under the city wall.

The united allied forces and the fire attack tactics from beginning to end gave the ghoul army a heavy blow. It reduced the Night King's legion by more than half of its combat power. Moreover, the two magical creatures, ice spiders, that Melisandre feared the most, were also killed by Bran Stark and An Ge Clegane and Julie Clegane. It's just that Julie and An Ge died and were injured respectively.

Of course, the real battle was the street battle after the second wall was breached.

The three walls of fire gave the retreating soldiers ample time, and Melisandre stayed until the end.

Suddenly, the ghoul army separated in the middle, and rotten horses appeared one after another. Finally, the Night King in frost armor, holding a spear, appeared in front of the oil trench. His eyes passed through the wall of fire and fell on Melisandre's face, making Melisandre feel the chill.

The Night King's eyes moved up and saw the King of the North, Robb Stark, commanding on the city wall. Arrows whizzed and fell in front of and behind him, but he seemed unaware.

The arrows shooting the ghoul army were not obsidian arrows.

Obsidian arrows and obsidian daggers, short knives, and spears were all used when fighting the Others.

The Night King slowly raised his hand, and on the ground, the accumulated ghoul remains and the corpses of the allied soldiers slowly floated up, one by one, stacked together, fell on the first oil trench, pressing out a large black gap, then the second oil trench, the third oil trench, and three burning oil trenches, with three gaps without flames appeared.

Too many stacked corpses collapsed the flames in the oil trench.

The Night King, riding on a rotten horse, pointed his spear forward, and the ghoul army surged over the gap, bypassed the antler formation, and rushed towards the city gate where Melisandre was.

Kaka Kaka!

The centurion issued an order, and the city gate slowly closed. But Melisandre remained motionless. Until the last moment, she turned the Red Comet Beast and rushed into the city gate, and the city gate closed with a bang. Dozens of ghouls rushed to the city gate, and a loud shout came from the city wall, and then burning oil barrels were poured down, instantly igniting a raging fire outside the city gate, once again forcing the ghouls who had rushed over to stop.

The Night King looked at Robb Stark on the city wall from afar. He uttered a strange syllable, and then the ghoul army surged and rushed towards the antler formation. Many decayed ghoul bodies were pierced by the antlers, and their bodies hung on the antlers. But more ghouls stepped over the bodies of their companions and fell into the gaps of the antlers in front. In just a short while, the outermost antler formation was completely filled by the ghoul's bodies. The ghouls behind stepped on the 'flat ground' and moved forward, falling into the gaps of the antlers in front or piercing on the sharp antlers.

Every ghoul desperately crawled forward, rushed forward, regardless of whether there were sharp antlers or anything else in front!

On the city wall, Robb Stark's face was solemn!

The ghouls forcibly attacked the antler formation with quantity, and they wanted to 'fill' all the antler formations under the city wall with their bodies. Tens of thousands of allied forces under the city wall left behind more than ten thousand corpses. Every one of these corpses that could not be burned became the Night King's warrior. They all crawled up from the ground, their eyes turned blue, wearing the armor they wore before their death, holding the weapons they held before their death, and screamed and rushed forward.

The corpses of decayed ghouls and the corpses of the allied soldiers who had just died became the best materials for the Night King to fill the antler formation.

On the three oil trenches blocking the ghoul army, there were more and more black gaps that allowed the ghouls to pass through. It seemed that the antler formation laid down along the city wall would be 'filled' by the bodies of the ghouls before long.

"Retreat!" Robb Stark issued an order.

Woo woo woo woo!

The low and solemn retreat horn sounded.

The archers on the first wall retreated in full force. Their arrows were almost shot out. On the second wall, it was already full of soldiers, long swords and spears, densely packed, erected a forest of knives and guns.

The four gates on the second wall were wide open to welcome the soldiers on the first wall who were retreating.

*

High altitude, black night.

In the night, Arianne Martell felt the cold.

She came out of Dorne and didn't wear much.

Autumn in Dorne is warmer than summer in the North.

Fortunately, she could get into the Mountain's arms, and the Sheep Thief itself was a giant flying heater. But even so, the extreme cold of the North was something Arianne Martell was not used to. She needed time.

The Mountain patted the dragon's head, and the Sheep Thief slowly descended.

Flames soared ahead, and rockets drew streaks of light and shadow. The shouts of battle were earth-shattering.

Arianne poked her head out of the Mountain's arms. The dragon came silently over Winterfell. She saw a burning ring of fire below. The wall of fire was huge and unbelievable.

"What kind of flame is that? Wildfire is green!"

"The warriors have ignited Winterfell's first wall," the Mountain said in a deep voice.

Winterfell had two walls. Arianne had heard of them. Between the two walls was a moat.

"Is that the first wall being ignited?"

"Yes."

"How can the wall be ignited?"

"Oil, the magical power of the pyromancers, the fire spells of the Red God priests."

"Is that the bridge over the moat? Is it burning too?"

"Yes, the bridge over the moat was also poured with oil."

"With such a fierce fire, how can the ghouls possibly attack Winterfell?" Arianne felt suffocated.

The fire below, the shouts, the dense black spots under the firelight were endless, and each of them moved her.

"The oil doesn't burn for long. The more fiercely it burns, the faster it goes out."

"Hmm!" Arianne Martell made a soft nasal sound, "Mountain, are we going down now?"

"No, we'll go down last."

"Last?"

"Yes, after the entire city burns."

"After Winterfell is completely burned?" Arianne asked in surprise. She remembered the Mountain's burning of Highgarden.

The Mountain was a demon who liked to slaughter cities.

"We dug large tunnels underground in advance that can accommodate 100,000 soldiers to hide. The entire underground of Winterfell was hollowed out before the war."

The dragon flew over Winterfell, and the battlefield of flames below was in full view.

"Can you fly lower?"

"No, the Night King is very alert. We can't let the Night King know."

"Will the Night King be burned to death in the wildfire after breaking the city?"

"No! He can only be killed by dragon crystal weapons or Valyrian steel swords. Wildfire and ordinary flames cannot kill the Night King."

"Who dares to fight the Night King in close combat?" Arianne Martell's beautiful eyes looked up at the Mountain.

The Night King and the White Walkers are extremely vulnerable to Valyrian steel swords or weapons made of dragon glass; a mere touch from such weapons causes them to shatter into ice shards.