dognovel Chapter 121: Surprise Changes in the Frontier (1)
Chapter 121: Surprise Changes in the Frontier (1)
At this time, Bran was leading a group of people to check the rafts. They carefully selected the usable rafts, organized people to drag them to the beach, and then towed them into the sea by boats.
Bran told the wildlings that these rafts would be an important tool for their escape. However, he was worried whether these rafts could really bear the weight of everyone. But in any case, this was the best option at present.
In the south of Hardhome, Jon leads his army to Stannis's battlefield. He knows that the battle will be fierce, but he is determined to protect humans at all costs.
At the same time, Rickon crossed the island of Skagen in a clipper and could already see the island of Skaggs not far away. He hoped that his foster father's token could mobilize the White Tiger Fleet to come back for help. He was anxious and unsure whether he could save his people in time.
In these tense times, everyone is doing the best they can to fight for survival.
The situation at the ruined castle was not optimistic. Jon led the reinforcement team to arrive and boosted the morale of the team. But when Tormund saw the wildling spearwives in the team, it meant that the tribesmen in the rear and the southerners had united.
Tormund stood in the front and shouted loudly: "Little guys! Your people in the rear are getting help from the southerners, and they are crossing the sea to escape danger. The longer we hold on here, the more people will be able to evacuate safely. Look! These southerners are fighting bravely to protect your families! Take up your weapons and let them see the courage of the free people!" As his words fell, the wildlings responded one after another. They raised their weapons and let out passionate roars. The momentum was like an overwhelming force, and it forced the wights back a distance.
The battle horn sounded, and Jon led the soldiers to charge at the enemy without hesitation. The two sides engaged in close combat, and a fierce fight began. The weapons collided, and sparks flew. The battlefield was filled with smoke and blood. Every soldier used all his skills and tried his best to devote himself to this life-and-death contest.
At this moment, the fleet on the sea finally began to show its power. Countless ship-borne crossbow machines fired large burning crossbow arrows, which smashed into the group of corpse ghosts like blazing fire. For a moment, huge gaps suddenly appeared in the group of corpse ghosts, and corpses and flesh were splattered everywhere. The scene was horrible.
In order to ensure the hit rate, these fleets even approached the shore. At the same time, large warships in the distance also began to launch kerosene bombs. Once these kerosene bombs landed, they would cause a sea of fire. Each bomb could cause a flame within a range of five or six meters, with amazing power. Many ghouls who crossed the flames were burned into torches, and other ghouls around them were also ignited. However, all this did not last long, because the endless army of dead people quickly trampled the flames and extinguished them.
Stannis is a veteran commander with rich combat experience, and he quickly realized the disadvantages of his side. Human physical strength has its limits, but the zombie army on the other side seems to be driven by some mysterious force. Not only is it difficult to destroy, but the dead seem to have no idea of fatigue.
In addition, the amount of ammunition carried by warships at sea was limited after all, and the naval commander had sent him a message indicating that the support that could be provided would not be too much. Faced with such an unfavorable situation, the battle-hardened king felt very anxious and worried.
After Jon's support arrived, the coalition forces and the wildlings still had more than 25,000 troops, but the army of the dead on the opposite side was endless, as if there was no end.
After the previous wave of outbursts, the warriors under his command had reduced their physical strength and the frequency of their attacks had also decreased. The flames attached to the weapons of the large-scale spells cast by Melisandre before had also dimmed. If the stalemate continued, they would definitely not be able to hold on.
Stannis made a prompt decision and shouted, "Everyone, listen! Now divide into two groups. One group will fight in the front, and the other group will retreat to the rear to rest and recover their strength. In this way, we will fight alternately to maintain our fighting power!"
Stannis called Jon over and said seriously, "Commander Jon, let's not waste time talking. The terrain here is too open and not conducive to defense. And once the defensive wall is breached, we will be in danger. I need you to lead people to set up a second line of defense in the rear. Do you see that cliff? It is backed by a forest and is closest to the sea. It is a good defensive location. The specific layout is up to you."
Jon nodded, knowing the importance of this mission. He immediately gathered some strong warriors, and Stannis also sent most of the cavalry to the rear to build a defense line. Before leaving, he said to Stannis with a serious face: "Your Majesty Stannis, you must also be careful! Night is about to fall. According to my understanding, the fighting power of the wights will become stronger at night, and the White Walkers may also join the battle in person. It is said that they have powerful ice magic, and anyone who has seen its power has died."
Stannis nodded silently, indicating that he understood. He turned around and began to give orders to other generals: "Sir Harkelon, I have an important task for you. I will give you 500 soldiers to go to the nearby forest to cut wood and carry the wood back. At the same time, use the wood to build fire belts at the positions of 50 steps and 150 steps behind us." Everyone responded in unison, picked up tools and materials, and quickly devoted themselves to the intense work.
Jon stood at the destination, carefully observing the surrounding terrain and environment. He thought to himself how to make the most of the terrain to enhance defense. He directed the soldiers to cut down trees and build obstacles and traps. Time passed quickly in the intense work. Soon, night fell, and the outline of a defense line appeared in the rear.
At the edge of the ghost forest, figures can be vaguely seen, their eyes emitting a faint blue light.
The warships in the bay lit up their lights and fired crossbows and fire bombs intermittently. The ice fog slowly spread over, and although it did not touch the ships, the temperature dropped suddenly, and the sea surface began to freeze without anyone noticing.
Under the cover of icy fog, the densely packed figures on the shore, their dark blue eyes looked like stars in the sky.
These were all White Walkers, there were five or six hundred of them, all staring at the ships on the sea in silence. A team of tall White Walker guards led by the Night King came over, he looked at the battlefield still fighting in the distance, and then turned his gaze back to the sea.