Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 262 The First Battle of the Long Night

The long night was rapidly expanding from northwest to southeast, changing its slope every day, and hundreds of miles were included in the long night every day.

When the Vale, which had never formally swore allegiance to Viserys, the current administrator of the Eyrie, Lysa Tully, saw the strange phenomenon in the sky and discovered that the sun was rising and setting farther and farther away every day, the days were getting shorter, and the weather was getting colder, she reacted quickly and immediately issued an order to swear to lock the Bloody Gate of the Vale, determined to completely isolate and close the Vale.

Because the North was shrouded in long night and the weather became extremely cold, marching became extremely difficult. Viserys's Second Legion and Edmure's River Army suspended their march northward and stayed in the well-supplied Moat Cailin and Winterfell on standby.

Meanwhile at Stonehall, Viserys ordered the new warband to station itself and prepare for battle.

Coincidentally, after confirming the situation, Jaime Lannister in King's Landing sent Adam Marbrand to try to contact the Targaryen army, so the two sides had a secret talk on a merchant ship on the Blackwater River. After Cersei in King's Landing became crazy, Jaime blocked Cersei's intelligence source, making the Queen Mother completely blind to the situation outside King's Landing.

It is worth mentioning that the more Jaime found out in King's Landing, the more disappointed he became with Cersei, and his love for her turned into hatred for him.

Unlike the original world line, it was not until Jaime arrived in King's Landing that he learned from his cousin Lancel, who was sent by the Warrior Sons to persuade Jaime to break away from Cersei and reach a secret cooperation, that Cersei used her body to win over and control power. As long as he was willing to investigate, Jaime could easily discover Cersei's betrayal of their feelings. In a short period of time, Jaime experienced a baptism of anger, madness, and pain. He was also going crazy.

In resentment and confusion, Jaime decided to break the jar and let Ser Adam contact the Targaryens, either to die at the hands of the Targaryens or at the hands of the White Walkers. In a sense, Jaime did not awaken, become firm and honorable again, but he was numb and chose to fight. The Wildfire Warrior Son of King's Landing, which he had been thinking about, was not being investigated, so let Cersei and the Warrior Son fight. He was tired of these things in King's Landing and didn't want to care about them anymore.

As for the North, which was already shrouded in the long night, human activities became extremely difficult in the cold night. People in all castles and winter towns chose to hide in their nests, leaning against the fire to keep warm. Most of the time, they stayed still to keep their energy consumption and temperature low.

Only places like the Great Wall, where there is sufficient oil, are still using it in large quantities for lighting, heating, and building fortifications.

The long wait and preparation finally came to an end on this day.

But on the day when the White Walkers launched their general attack, the first place where the White Walkers appeared was not the Wall, but the northern part of Skagos Island, an island east of the Bay of Seals.

Skagos Island is a large island at the exit of the Bay of Seals. Nominally, the island is part of the North and is subject to Winterfell. However, it has little contact with the mainland and is actually autonomous. There live savage tribes inherited from the ancestors, as well as savage cannibals.

The island is almost completely isolated from the rest of the world, but its extreme northern part, the Isles of Skagen and Skaggs, stretches northwards beyond the Wall.

Seawater is different from ordinary water. It has a high salinity and requires a lower temperature to freeze than fresh water. In addition, seawater is turbulent and has rough waves, which makes it difficult to form freezing conditions. Because of its salinity and fluidity, seawater often does not freeze into solid ice even if it is supercooled water in extremely cold weather.

As the long nights grew longer, the seawater in Seal Bay had turned into a large area of ​​supercooled water.

When supercooled water freezes, what it lacks is not temperature, but ice nuclei formed by various impurities such as suspended particles and snowflakes.

And today, the north wind on Skaros Island was particularly cold, bringing snowflakes and cold air.

Pieces of ice-blue ice crystals fell into the water, and in an instant, they condensed into clusters of needle-shaped or thin-flaked ice crystals on the sea surface. The ice crystals condensed fresh water from the seawater, and the salt in the seawater was precipitated during the freezing process, forming a mixture of fresh water crystals, "brine" and bubbles containing salt, which made the sea ice at this moment appear a strange light blue.

Then, a moment later, the light blue needle-shaped and thin ice crystals expanded rapidly to form clumps of paste-like or sponge-like ice flakes. These ice flakes connected on the sea surface and further froze into ice skin or ice cakes floating on the sea surface.

When the cold wind blows, ice crystals and snowflakes fall onto the sea surface. In less than half an hour, the sea surface is already covered with this ice. The ice body rapidly expands on the sea surface and extends in the thickness direction, forming solid gray ice and white ice covering the sea surface at an unimaginable speed.

And that's not all. Under the frozen sea surface, a strange ice crystal structure spread downwards. Like a cold ice tentacle, it continued to spread downwards. Wherever the ice tentacles passed, sea urchins, starfish, fish, shells and other marine life had no time to escape and were quickly frozen.

This icy tentacles, called "death icicles", spread out one by one, like the roots of a tree, and penetrated deep into the seabed.

Because of the pressure of sea water, the deeper you go, the greater the pressure, the more saturated the salinity, and the more difficult it is to freeze.

But it only took about an hour for this sea area to become an ice plain completely covered with ice and snow.

And just under the cover of ice and snow, the cold wind was howling, and in the darkness, black shadows appeared from the frozen sea snow. Blue eyes were like thousands of stars in the darkness, and thousands of zombies were moving quietly in the snow.

In the middle of the team, there are White Walkers wearing black ice armor, showing a strange elegance like ice elves, with a mysterious and dangerous aura. They ride on black dead horses, bears, direwolves, and mammoths that are solidified by blood and covered with white frost. Their mounts are not only corpses. In the team, there are also White Walkers riding on huge ice spiders like hounds.

The army was cold and silent, marching in the darkness.

A fishing boat from the Skages tribe on Skagen Island was the first human to see this large army. They were short of food, so they ventured out in the long cold night, fishing while searching for the remaining indigenous people of Skagen around the island.

The Skagos are huge, hairy, savage and cruel. Sea fish and the natives of Skagen are their "food sources". When they are short of food, they often sail to the nearby Skagen Island, capture women, slaughter men, and then use their hearts and livers to hold a banquet on the pebble beach - this custom is called the Skagen Feast by the scholars who study these natives.

According to the records of the Citadel, the indigenous people of Skagens had been eaten to extinction by the Skagers, but in fact, there were still indigenous people on Skagen, hiding and surviving in the cracks between the rocks and forests on the island.

Today is the end of the two races described in "The Edge of the World" written by Balder, the maester of Eastwatch.

The fishing boat of the Skaggs people was frozen by the suddenly frozen sea water. They relied on their thick fur and luxuriant hair to move in the cold night, and were worried about how to return to Skaggs Island.

Suddenly, one of them screamed loudly.

Their language was a distorted ancient tongue that was difficult for the Westeros to understand, but there was no doubt that they saw the tide of corpses marching on the frozen sea.

The killing began amid the terrifying screams of the Skagos hunters and the roars of the wights. The weapons of the Skagos were inherited from the ancient times of the ancestors, including obsidian knives and arrowheads, and sharp weapons made of unicorn horns. However, facing the wights, the Skagos, who lacked the means of using fire, had no ability to resist.

The army of zombies only sent out a small team to surround and massacre them, and the entire team was overwhelmed in an instant.

The torn and slaughtered corpses soon became part of the zombie army.

The wind was freezing, and the terrified and shrill screams from the cannibals didn't travel far before they disappeared in the whistling wind.

The army of White Walkers and the zombies continued to move south, walking on the frozen sea and landing in Skaggs.

Huhu——

In the howling cold wind, Rickon Stark and his direwolf Shaggydog suddenly looked up at the deep dark sky in the north.

The six-year-old boy now looked like a savage, with messy, unkempt hair, and his body covered in furs of various animals, wrapped tightly like a ball.

The shaggy dog ​​is baring its teeth.

The cold froze the hot breath exhaled by the direwolf, and instantly there was another layer of ice stains around its mouth.

Even though he was dressed like a ball, Rickon was still shivering from the cold. He suddenly felt thirsty, but found that the leather water bag hanging around his waist had frozen hard. He had been waiting on the coastline for a long, long time. For several months, the six-year-old boy often dreamed of a voice calling him, "Go, Rickon, go."

When the savage woman Osha heard about his dream, she took him to the south to find a boat without hesitation, but the island was primitive and huge. It took them a long time to escape to the island, and it would only be more troublesome to get out.

And they had to avoid the Skaggs, the tribesmen who hunted all living things.

They originally came to seek refuge with the wild nobles on the island, the Stern clan and the Crow clan. These two clans were relatively civilized compared to the more barbaric cannibal tribes. They had rebelled against the rule of the Stark family in Winterfell a hundred years ago and even killed Basilon Stark, the Duke of Winterfell. But they were later reconquered by the Starks and swore allegiance.

Rickon was barely able to obtain protection thanks to the remaining influence that Stark left in the two clans a hundred years ago.

But when Rickon wanted to leave and return to the North, they refused to help.

They only agreed to send someone to take Rickon to where he landed, and let them find a way to find help from passing ships.

This was an almost wild place. They waited from before the long night came to after it, and even built a shelter in the cracks of the rocks on the shore, but they never saw a passing ship.

The Skaggs tribe mentioned that the southern ships that often appeared there became sparse from a certain day, and the arrival of long nights and severe cold weather made human activities less and less.

The darkness and cold wind made sailing extremely dangerous, and the sea road to Donghaiwang had stopped working.

But Rickon appeared here every day, and a voice told him that it was here.

He threw the waterskin over to the dying fire, hoping the embers would help melt the water inside.

Oka, who was wearing the same thick clothes and walking with difficulty, came back with a pile of dry firewood: "Does the voice in your dream know that our firewood will soon run out, little master? The weather is too cold, and even picking up branches is dangerous and difficult." The wild woman's tone was very calm. She said, "We are dying."

“Something’s happening,” Rickon said, pointing to the north.

"Really?" The wild woman put the dry wood into the fire. The cold wind blew and blew away the sparks, extinguishing them. She was indifferent to the things in the north and only said, "Look more at the south and the ship you mentioned."

She sat down tiredly by the warm fire and said no more.

Rickon turned south.

When the woodpile was about to go out again, Osha stood up and said, "It seems that today is not the day."

“Ships!” Rickon cried suddenly.

There was only a glimmer of light flickering on the dark sea.

Osha reacted immediately and tried to add more wood to mark the location, but the wood had already burned out. She reacted immediately and tore off the outermost layer of fur on her body and threw it into the fire.

Rickon reacted upon seeing this and quickly peeled off his fur to help fuel the fire.

The ship spotted them.

As the ship approached, Rickon saw the sail with the white mermaid flag of House Manderly hanging on it.

Soon, the ships approached, but they did not dare to get too close. They were afraid that the big ship would run aground in the dark, so they only lowered a small boat.

The strange knight and the man found them on the rocks near the coast in a small boat. When they saw the direwolf, the strange knight immediately asked, "Is it Rickon Stark?"

Osha was still on guard, but Kerriken had already responded, "It's me."

"Great! We thought it would take us a while to find you. I didn't expect you to be here."

It turns out that the Manderly family has always known Rickon's approximate location, but they just didn't tell anyone. After the Starks recovered the North, Wyman secretly informed Arya of the information. The situation in the North was complicated. In order to protect Rickon, they secretly made a plan to find Rickon and bring him back to the North.

But the weather was bad. The Manderly family's ship had departed from Bite Bay before the long night, but it had only just arrived at Skaggs Island. There was no other way, sailing against the wind, with long nights without sunlight and severe cold. If it weren't for the insistence of the northern knights, the captain and the sailors would have wanted to turn around and leave when the long night came.

Fortunately, things went more smoothly than expected.

But just as the boat was taking Rickon and Osha to the ship and was about to climb up the rope ladder, suddenly a strange and bone-chilling cold wind blew from the north, howling and making strange flute sounds on the rocks and the sea.

It sounded like the scream of a ghost, harsh and unpleasant to the ear.

In this cold wind, everyone felt a biting chill that seemed to emanate from the soul level, causing their souls and bodies to tremble uncontrollably.

Even though the torches in their hands were still burning and they were wrapped in several layers of thick wool, the bone-chilling cold still wrapped around them, like tentacles that wrapped and imprisoned everyone in that short moment.

huh-huh-

The bone-chilling cold wind howled continuously, causing the large ship to creak and toss.

The cold wind also brought with it pieces of ice crystals with a strange and beautiful blue color.

A piece of ice crystal fell into the flame, making a strange hissing sound.

The sound awakened everyone who were imprisoned by the sudden eruption of coldness that seemed to have frozen their souls.

The sailor rowing the boat asked in a trembling voice: "What's going on and what's the wind?"

"what is that?"

Suddenly, someone pointed to the sea in the north.

Clusters of frost and pieces of ice lotus, like snakes and spilled milk, spread and stretched rapidly on the sea.

The sailors who were climbing up screamed and shouted: "It's ice, it's going to freeze, climb up quickly, go!"

On the deck, the experienced captain shouted loudly: "Lower the sails, lower the sails, take advantage of the north wind and leave this area quickly!"

The deck was in chaos, and the sailors and captain who were watching the excitement on the deck reacted immediately. Some went to twist the anchor that had just dropped, and some went to the cabin to ask the rowers to row the boat. The fingers were not flexible in the cold weather, and it became difficult to untie the sails. One boatswain directly drew his sword and cut the ropes of the sails.

As the sails dropped, the large ship began to shake and move even though the anchor had not yet been fully raised.

For a moment, many people who didn't hold on firmly fell down.

Rickon's direwolf was still on the boat. Rickon had just climbed onto the deck and could only hold on to the side railing in the turbulence. He shouted, "Shaggydog!"

The dog was caught in a large fishing net on the boat, and the sailors finally caught it and were about to pull it onto the deck, but the big boat suddenly started, and the dog fell into the sea.

The small boat had not yet been tied to the big ship.

There were two sailors on board. They watched the big ship start to move and held on to Maomaogou's fishing net tightly.

The two wolves fell into the cold sea water and struggled non-stop.

At this time, the sailors who were standing firmly on the deck reacted and immediately responded: "Hurry up and pull up the fishing net!"

The wind was cold and howling, and the big ship made an unpleasant creaking sound and slowly accelerated.

The wolf and his two companions were pulled onto the deck. When the cold wind blew, a layer of white frost formed on their bodies. They shivered constantly. But people had no time to care about them. As the ship speeded up, it began to shake in the strong wind and broke through the sea ice from time to time, making it difficult for people to stand firmly on the deck.

Rickon threw himself upon the shaggy dog ​​and, not caring about the cold, rubbed its fur to remove the frozen frost.

No one except Rickon cared about the situation of the two men and the wolf who had just been pulled up.

They were all shocked by the strange sight on the sea in the dark night.

But the turbulent black sea in the cold wind and the frost emitting a strange blue light seemed like some kind of living thing, rapidly expanding and spreading on the sea, enveloping the boundless black sea.

Although the ship's speed increased, the ice and frost on the sea were still chasing the ship like chasing prey.

This was a scene that all the crew members would never forget. As they sailed away with the wind, the dark and vast ocean froze into a huge blue and white ice field right under their gaze.

The ship was speeding away, but it could not get away from the spreading ice field.

The ice field farther away was gradually shrouded in darkness and disappeared at the end of the sight.

They dared not imagine how wide the ice field was and where it extended to. They just stared at this terrifying scene in amazement, and the shock in their hearts could not subside for a long time.

The same scene also happened at the same time in the Bay of Ice in the west of Westeros.

The Frost Bay is located in the western part of the North, at the mouth of the Milk River, which originates from the Frost Fang. It is adjacent to the frozen coast with huge glaciers all year round. The seawater here is highly mobile, and there are convections formed by ocean currents and seawater entering the sea. Under normal circumstances, this sea area is difficult to freeze.

The Bear Island of the Mormont family lives in the sea, and the people here make a living by fishing and hunting in this bitter and cold sea.

However, when that weird wind picked up in the direction of Seal Bay, causing the sea to freeze, the same thing was happening here.

A strange cold wind blew, and the biting cold wind brought with it dazzling blue ice crystals that froze large areas of the sea.

In a very short period of time, Bear Island was no longer an isolated island separated from the North, but became a piece of land that could be directly reached through the ice field via land.

If someone traces back the records, they will easily find that everything that is happening in the Eastern and Western Seas at this moment is happening in a coordinated manner and at the same time.

This was a planned and organized "attack".

On the frozen sea, thousands of armies of White Walkers and Wights are following closely. They will cross the sea and rush to the northern lands of Westeros.

Since the God of Cold has such power that he can use cold winds to freeze the sea surface and march from the east and west, why would he bother with the Great Wall?
Let's go back to a while ago.

Towards the Great Wall.

Since the beginning of the long night, a cluster of flames has been burning in a huge iron pot day and night at every section of the hundred-mile-long Great Wall, and the castle towers have been sealed. The stables are sealed on all sides except for one ventilation hole from the ground, and are filled with hay to prevent wind and cold.

During the shift change, the kitchen stove and the warm underground soldier cave with a fireplace were the favorite gathering places for the night watchmen and soldiers from all over the country. Other places were unusually cold. Since the construction of the southern city defense, no one was willing to continue wandering outside, and they all huddled in warm corners and were unwilling to move.

During the long cold night, even the woolen beds in the tower with windproof measures became extremely cold. In such an environment, some people would rather stay by the night fire on the city wall than go back to the cold beds in the tower to sleep.

As for activities outside, unless there is a royal order that allows unlimited consumption of fuel for lighting and heating, even the Amber family in the North, who claim to be the most cold-resistant, would not be willing to place themselves outside the dark and cold door in such an environment.

In this environment, the southern knights brought by Viserys wore the warmest equipment, but they were almost inseparable from the fireplace and the kitchen when they had nothing to do. Even when they went back to the soldier cave to sleep, they had to bring a bag of hot water and stuff it into the quilt before they could fall asleep.

Viserys tried to imagine the consumption of fighting the White Walkers in such a situation. The supplies he provided to the Wall contained a lot of fuel, but after experiencing the cold of the long night himself, he considered that the battle would be long-term and was afraid that the fuel that had been delivered to the Wall might not be enough.

But the long night made it difficult to form an effective supply line even on King's Row.

it's too cold.

Viserys had no doubt that no one, even the northerners and wildlings who were very resistant to cold, could function normally in the cold environment during the long night without the warmth of fire.

There are very few activities that humans can do in such a cold environment, and the range of activities is too small.

And this is just the beginning of the long night, and even colder weather is yet to come.

Viserys thought that there might not even be the need for the White Walker army to attack, as a large number of humans would die during the long night and winter, leading to a sharp decline in population.

These days, Viserys wanted to talk to Brynden more than once. The attack of the White Walkers was delayed, and his sense of uneasiness at the Wall made him more and more anxious.

That day, Viserys flew high in the dark at noon as usual, intending to continue observing and recording the movements of the Long Night Line in the south, and at the same time go to Stonetown to see how the negotiations with Jaime in King's Landing were progressing. The long night was cold and shrouded the earth, and even the ravens had difficulty delivering messages.

The long night made the communication in Westeros even more difficult, as if it had entered hibernation and became slow to respond.

The only means of transmitting news to the outside world from the Wall now, apart from Viserys, is a glass candle that Viserys got from Brynden and handed over to Aemon's grandfather for management.

However, just as Viserys set out.

To the north of the Great Wall, seven beams of ice-blue light suddenly burst out from the northern line of the Great Wall that stretched for hundreds of miles, piercing directly into the thick black clouds above the sky to the north of the Great Wall.

Viserys was in Castle Black, with one beam in front of him and three beams on each side.

At this moment, Viserys's body couldn't help but pause, and the air in the dark night seemed to drop by ten degrees in a short moment.

He had seen that pillar of light before, in Braavos.

The attack of the White Walkers is coming.

And just as Viserys had expected, the White Walkers' first attack was a powerful blow that had been accumulated for thousands of years.

That icy blue beam of light was the result of ice magic that required a huge cost to summon the mysterious ice to construct a huge ice dragon.

And this time, the God of Cold actually created seven of them in one go.

Woo——woo——woo——

The moment the strange beam of light burst out, the guards on the Great Wall blew the horn.

Countless trumpets sounded simultaneously on the Great Wall, and the guards poured oil into the beacon's flaming pot to make the flames brighter, indicating that a crisis was coming.

The night watchmen and coalition soldiers who were keeping warm in the hiding caves and towers responded immediately, put on sweaters, armor and weapons, and went out to assemble.

Needless to say, even if they assembled on the other side of the Great Wall, with the seven-hundred-foot Great Wall blocking their view and they could not see the beam of light from the north, they could still see the dark clouds in the sky over the Great Wall moving rapidly from north to south.

The cold wind from the north made the beacon fires and flags on the city walls flutter, and some frozen flagpoles even broke and fell from the city walls.

The sky and earth changed color, the wind was cold and biting, all of which meant the same thing.

The White Walkers are coming.

The wild people in the city walls north of the Great Wall saw more directly the strange vision brought by the beam of light connecting heaven and earth in the north. Dark clouds were surging in the sky, as if some huge monster was surging among the clouds.

The wildling warriors looked at the scene outside the city in disbelief. The wind was freezing cold. They climbed up the city wall to the sound of horns, lit fires, and prepared for battle.

Black Castle.

Jon Snow and his Ghost quickly passed through the tunnel in the city wall and came to the gate of Castle Black. He quickly summoned several Night's Watch men assigned to him by the commander, ran quickly to the castle gate, pulled the noose and opened the gate.

He was about to run into the command post in the wildling city according to the drill and meet with the wildling commanders Mance and Tormund.

But as soon as he walked out of the city gate, Jon was attracted by several eye-catching beams of light in the sky. The strange and terrifying sight made him stand there in a daze, until the sound of several horns and chaotic running reached his ears, he reacted with a worried face and continued to run towards the command post of the city.

While running, he couldn't help but look back in the direction of Castle Black: "Arya, little sister, please don't get into any trouble."

Jon was not at ease these days. He was conflicted. First, Arya led the troops to help. He and Arya met. After three years of separation, their brother-sister relationship grew stronger and stronger, which made him happy. He wanted to talk to Arya about their experiences for several days and nights. However, the two parties were busy with work and only met briefly. They ate a familiar meal in the restaurant opposite each other in Winterfell. They didn't have time to say a word before they went to their respective posts.

Arya wanted to go with him to the Barnyard to see the wildlings he managed, but connecting the defense forces was a trivial matter. Arya was now the Duke of Winterfell and needed to be responsible for the Northern soldiers under him, especially with Aegon Targaryen by his side. Although Arya had no actual conflict with Aegon, if all Northern affairs were handed over to Aegon, the nominal commander of the Northern Alliance, then Arya's connection with the Northern lords would probably be replaced by Aegon sooner or later.

She had to take care of all the trivial matters that a Lord of Winterfell had to take care of, and arrange personnel to control the army in the North.

Without waiting for Jon and Arya to have a deep conversation.

King Viserys and his First Regiment Task Force arrived at the Wall soon after. In order to welcome the king, Arya had more and more things to do, and Jon never thought that his little bastard, the "wildling officer" as the Night's Watch called him, would be related to the Targaryens.

Master Aemon secretly found Jon and told him the "background" brought by King Viserys. He couldn't react at all, and he couldn't connect himself, the illegitimate son of Winterfell, Snow, with Jaehaerys of the Targaryen family.

At that time, Jon was extremely grateful for the continuous harassment of the wights. Taking advantage of the wights' harassment, he almost "escaped" from Master Aemon to the command post.

Then, Jon felt like he was living in a dream.

He didn't want to see Master Aemon, fearing that the king would summon him one day, and began to avoid meeting Arya. He immersed himself in his work, obsessed with the speculation about the "horn" he dug from Frostfang that Master Aemon had asked Sam to bring to him, and obsessed with the legendary stories Sam saw in the "secret book" of the Citadel that the king brought to Master Aemon.

It turns out that the "magic horn" that was burned by the red woman when Mance surrendered to Stannis was a fake. The small horn in his hand was the real "Horn of Winter". The function of the Horn of Winter was not to blow down the Great Wall, but to build the Great Wall.

Jon was immersed in his work and these stories. He knew he was trying to avoid it because he didn't know how to accept his identity. He had never wanted to be just an ordinary Night's Watchman.

Should he be happy about his Targaryen origins? Or should he feel sad for his father, Eddard Stark? Or should he think about his parents, whom he had never met, who caused the Targaryen dynasty to be interrupted for a time?

he does not know.

Now, the attack of the White Walkers has finally arrived. Jon shook his head and put all the confusion behind him.

Perhaps it was the coming of the crisis. The strange scene made Jon feel the danger and death, and he suddenly realized: he had sworn to be a Night's Watcher. No matter what his origin was, he had dedicated everything he had to the Wall. Whether it was Jaehaerys or Jon, at this moment, he was a Night's Watcher on the Wall.

Jon arrived at his command post in the howling cold wind.

On the other side, in the Nightfort, Stannis stood on the wall with a stern face, staring at the strange blue beams in the north beside the beacon. He was ready to meet his "destiny". He asked Melisandre beside him: "What is that?"

Melisandre was only wearing a thin priest's robe. Her eyes were solemn and her answer was vague: "The direct war with the alien gods has finally begun."

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Under the night sky, the blue beam gradually dissipated. On the ground where the blue beam disappeared, thousands of pairs of ice-blue eyes looked towards the Great Wall at the same time. When the beam condensed into a giant frost dragon made of black ice and spread its wings in the dark night sky, flying towards the Great Wall, countless wights buried under snow piles, in tree holes, and in pits followed the footsteps of the frost dragon and launched an attack to the south under the command of the White Walkers riding various corpses and ice spiders.

Soon, the commanders defending the city discovered that the army of the White Walkers was just as Viserys had previously discussed with the commanders.

The attack launched by the White Walker commander was a comprehensive, thorough, and all-out saturation attack. Every key point and castle on the Great Wall could easily see the dense, countless, and intensive arrays heading towards the Great Wall under the dark night in the north.

They had anticipated this possibility, so they prepared catapults and long-range crossbows to project burning hot oil and heated asphalt from a distance.

But the defenders ultimately ignored—or simply could not find a way to counter—the ice dragon magic that Viserys had mentioned so many times about the White Walkers.

According to Viserys, the ice dragon is a magical creature and the specific caster must be eliminated in order to break the ice dragon's magic. But in this case, who should they send and how should they kill the caster?
As we watched, huge ice dragons took shape at seven points, flying towards the Great Wall like seven huge dark blue ghost fires in the dark night.

"Boom!"

A huge roar of thunder sounded over the Great Wall. The guards of the Great Wall raised their heads and looked towards the sky above the Black Castle. There, too, there was a black cloud with constant lightning and thunder, and above it, a huge three-headed dragon was flying through the lightning.

"Crack!"

A huge thunderstorm roared, and the ice dragon in the direction of the Black Castle was instantly struck by a golden lightning bolt from an infinite height, like a punishment from heaven, and was instantly turned into ice-blue powder floating all over the sky. People had no time to cheer, and in just a moment, the ice-blue powder turned into a huge ball of ice fog in the air. The ice fog spread very quickly, and in just a moment, it had already covered a large area.

And then, immediately afterwards, a blue beam of light rose again from the ground three miles away from the Black Castle, where the beam of light had just disappeared. Amid the surging black clouds, another giant frost dragon was condensing.

The advance of the frost dragon, the White Walkers and the army of the wights brought with them a blizzard. Soon, the view from the top of the Great Wall was no longer clear. In just a few dozen breaths, the entire northern part of the Great Wall was shrouded in the blizzard. Opposite the Black Castle, the strange ice fog also blocked the view from the ground.

Boom, crack!
Two huge golden lightning bolts fell from the sky, piercing through the ice fog and the blizzard, bringing up snowflakes and mist all over the sky. It seemed that two more ice dragons near the Black Castle were shattered by the power of the king's three-headed dragon.

But under the saturation attack of the White Walkers, in this first attack that was empowered by the power of the God of Cold and accumulated for thousands of years, even Viserys was powerless.

In a farther direction, in Eastwatch, in Shadow Tower, the magical ice dragon of the God of Cold had arrived at the Great Wall and emitted a terrible breath of frost towards the point they were determined to attack at all costs.

A guard on the Great Wall saw this scene and suddenly had a strange idea: How could the Great Wall be destroyed by releasing frost breath at it? Instead of reinforcing it, was the Ice Dragon reinforcing it?
Soon, Viserys, who was sensitive to magic, realized that the ice dragon's breath was not intended to destroy the Great Wall, but to interfere with the wall's magical barrier.

Just as he thought, the ice dragons approaching the Great Wall did not spare the energy to attack the defenders on the Great Wall or destroy their catapults or night fires. They only breathed frost breath with the power of the God of Cold at the ice wall of the Great Wall.

At a certain moment, a layer of strange blue light condensed on the Great Wall under the breath of the ice dragon.

The attacking ice dragon stopped breathing, and then used its huge body and flapped its wings to hit the wall of the Great Wall.

Under the impact of the ice dragon's huge body constructed by black ice magic, terrifying cracks appeared on the wall of the Great Wall, and then another breath spewed out towards the crack.

Even if it was Viserys, when seven ice dragons attacked at the same time, he could only choose one side to rescue.

In the end, he chose to believe that there were the Red God's chosen ones, Stannis and Melisandre, in the Nightfort in the east, so Viserys chose to go west and destroy the other two frost dragons in the direction of the Shadow Tower first.

There was a time of urgency, and Viserys had to destroy the ice dragon first, and then he could find the beam of light, locate the caster, and behead him.

It should be said that Melisandre did not disappoint Viserys' expectations. This priestess who possessed the shadow magic of the Red God R'hllor was blessed with the power of the shadow threads that the Red God participated in building the Great Wall at the Wall. She immediately nodded to Stannis, and then hid in a spellcasting area prepared for her by Stannis on the city wall.

Melisandre's eyes burned like coals, and beads of sweat on her skin seemed to glow by themselves.

Yes, Melisandre glowed.

She entered the dark spellcasting area, and no one knew what she did inside. All they could hear was her chilling scream. Then, a dark shadow emerged from the spellcasting area like ink, spreading across the Great Wall, stretching and crawling toward the northern wall.

When the shadow was completely formed and broke away from the city wall, he stood on the ground, towering over the sky, like a hundred-foot giant.

Followed by.

The shadow's palm was placed on the city wall, as if blending into it, and instantly moved towards a frost dragon that was attacking the castle near the wall of the Nightfort.

But Viserys still overestimated Melisandre.

Her shadow was like a giant swinging a sharp blade in his hand, slashing at the head of the frost dragon, but failed to completely cut off the head.

Instead, the ice dragon ignored her attack and continued to attack the Great Wall.

The Shadow Giant continued to swing with the second blow, but it was not until the third blow that the Shadow Giant cut off the Frost Dragon's head.

Further east of the Nightfort, another ice dragon near Eastwatch-by-the-Sea had torn a huge hole in the Wall.

As the gap was torn open, the cold wind blowing from the north of the Great Wall instantly rushed into the southern foot of the Great Wall.

The whistling of the cold wind was so harsh and unpleasant that it seemed to pierce people's eardrums, and the defenders on the nearby city walls could not help but cover their ears. The sound was so shrill, as if the evil spirits of hell that had been imprisoned for thousands of years had finally escaped.

And as Melisandre's shadow continued to move along the wall towards the frost dragon at a terrifying speed.

The giant dragon exploded in a situation no one expected.

The ice dragon exploded and disintegrated, cold air burst out, and many guards on the city wall were frozen into ice cubes by the sudden icy breath. The body of the ice dragon turned into countless ice-blue lights and ice particles, which penetrated into the torn crack in the Great Wall along with the howling cold wind and spread to the sky south of the Great Wall.

For a moment, on the southern foot of the eastern Great Wall, countless ice particles emitting a strange blue light were floating and dancing in the air, dotted with stars, like the starry sky on a summer night, and the dazzling Milky Way.

The night was long, and the cold air from the north of the Great Wall finally blew up in the sky of the northern border of Westeros at this moment.

(End of this chapter)