Chapter 273 Long Night's First Counterattack

Viserys's counterattack plan is in full swing.

The Great Wall is still under attack.

The Shadow Tower and Eastwatch and several nearby castles were particularly severely hit. In fact, more than 20 days ago, knowing that the White Walkers had crossed the sea and landed in the south, the fortresses at these two ends received reinforcements. But after the White Walkers retreated, they did not completely enter silence, but continued to harass. Except for the Black Castle and the Long Night Castle, White Walkers appeared sporadically in the south.

Because of the cover of the blizzard and the magical barrier, it was difficult for human scouts to play a role in the extreme cold and snow of the long night, making the Great Wall blind again after the White Walkers withdrew, and it was unclear what arrangements the White Walkers made under the cover of the long night.

So after the White Walkers launched another attack, the Great Wall was still on passive defense.

Until the Three-Eyed Raven brought the White Walkers' distribution intelligence on the White Walkers' army south of the Great Wall, which was so detailed that Viserys was amazed.

Viserys did not show the detailed intelligence to the defenders of the Wall, although this could show the ability of him or the Three-Eyed Raven. But Viserys was more afraid that they would be frightened after seeing the distribution of the White Walker army south of the Wall, and it might even cause the morale of the Northern Army to collapse. Some intelligence, after knowing it, will only bring panic, increase anxiety, and make people feel powerless.

Some pressure is destined to be borne by the overall commander himself. Those who command the army must get used to sacrifice and make choices in places beyond their ability, and must be hard-hearted.

At this point in the situation, even Viserys began to have some inexplicable expectations for this counterattack.

The best result is to win this battle, the White Walkers stop their southward steps, and gather scattered troops to fight a big battle in Winterfell, White Harbor or the Wall. In this way, it is equivalent to slowing down the pace of the White Walkers' offensive expansion, and fighting a big battle can maximize Viserys's strength and the morale and bravery of the human army. After all, it has only been less than a few months since they came into contact with the White Walkers, and the fighting will of the human army is still strong enough.

However, this possibility is very low.

If Viserys were the commander of the White Walkers, the large number of zombies that were dispersed and defeated in several branches and the partial defeat did not change the natural advantage of the long night. The White Walker army did not need to turn back for a decisive battle. They scattered and fled into the ice and snow in the night. Even if humans won a partial victory, they were unable to expand the results. The White Walker army only needed to wait for the opportunity in the ice and snow and regroup, and they could still continue to threaten the cities in the North.

Viserys planned that the relatively better result of this battle was to defend the two important places in the North, Winterfell and White Harbor, to relieve the pressure and panic brought by the first wave of the White Walkers' impact, and to slow down the offensive of the White Walkers in the North. The best outcome would be to break the idea of ​​the White Walker army to capture the big city in one battle and enter a long-term consumption stage with humans.

The worst result is to win, but the White Walkers soon discovered the means of the Three-Eyed Raven, and after cutting off the signal, they quickly recovered and continued to suppress the human side.

Although as a battlefield commander, one should understand the principle of thinking about defeat before thinking about victory, but the current situation is that there is a hacker on our side. When the map is opened, the enemy's position is marked on the map in real time. If this is still a defeat, Viserys should just fly directly to Oldtown and take Daenerys to escape.

"The road in the snowfield is not easy to travel. Both sides have encountered many difficulties." The illusion of the Three-Eyed Raven reported the real-time progress on the map in front of Viserys. "The direction of the First Battle Group is mountainous and long. Although the map is accurate, they are walking on a narrow valley road, which is very difficult to walk. The snowfield in the direction of Stannis and the Northern Alliance is easier to travel, but they don't have magic to keep out the cold to a certain extent. Even Stannis's group of Red God followers are freezing. Except for Stannis and Aegon, it is difficult for others to withstand the cold weather without torches to provide warmth. Since you have the ability to make that kind of armor, and think of that kind of group array to form a magic circuit to keep out the cold to a certain extent, you should promote it to the defenders of the Great Wall as soon as possible."

To get around the rear of the White Walker Army without being noticed, both armies have to go around a large arc section, and in order to be secretive enough, the two armies are prohibited from lighting fires to keep warm before reaching the designated area to hide and wait.

In fact, there is another army in this battle, Viserys's Second Regiment. The commander of the regiment is Ser Justin Massey of the Crownland. He is a short man among the lords of the Crownland. The Second Regiment led by Viserys is an army composed of the Crownland of Dragonstone, some other small lords in various places, and the Golden Regiment cavalry. There are 8,000 people in total. They are rushing to support Winterfell along the Kingsroad.

Viserys asked them to escort supplies when they came. It can be imagined that their combat effectiveness is not as strong as the First Regiment. Originally, Viserys planned to wait for them to arrive at the Great Wall, and then draw some from the River Army and the Northern Alliance to train them to form a multi-regional joint force of 12,000. This army was actually formed more out of political considerations, with the Crownland lords as the main force and the rest of the lords as the auxiliary, to show the political symbolic significance of the union of the seven countries - there is no way, the Crownland now really can't gather the strength of a regiment.

But after seeing the capabilities of Randyll Tarly's First Chapter, Viserys saw the prospect of the Thunderstorm Armor, and began to suspect that it would be difficult for an army put together like this to form the combat effectiveness of the First Chapter—— Because before this, Viserys' understanding of the battle group he created was relatively backward. Before Commander Randyll mobilized tens of thousands of people to cooperate, Viserys' understanding of the war group was still the feudal fief army of Westeros. In essence, the armies of various lords were forcibly fitted together. In actual battles, small corps were still used as the basis. The unit fights, but the regiment commander has an extra armor that can drive magic.

In short, this force will also fight and attack from all directions. But compared to the other three places, the direction of Winterfell is not that important. Winterfell has political significance to Viserys, but not so much to the White Walker army. Although the number of White Walker troops in the direction of Winterfell ranks second among the four battlefields - there are between 50,000 and 60,000 zombies besieging Winterfell.

"Using non-lethal electric current to heat metal products consumes a lot of mental and physical energy on the army. Even if the people in the first battle group are still fine now, by the time they take a rest, everyone will be mentally exhausted and need to replenish their energy. A lot of food. They are burning mental and physical energy to keep themselves warm. Severe consumption will cause these people to hallucinate and even go crazy. You know how fragile humans are.”

"I can't imagine this kind of heating method. It's unprecedented and unheard of. A legion of more than 10,000 people can achieve this level of concentration, and 20,000, 50,000, or 100,000 people can do it. How. Viserys, your ingenious use of power is an eye-opener."

Viserys didn't quite believe the other party's shock: "I don't believe you don't know that lightning can generate heat. Have you never seen a tree struck by lightning ignite?"

"Of course I have seen it. I also know that humans can conduct electricity within a certain range of magic without causing death. I also know that metal can conduct the power of lightning. But this is the first time I have seen your army use magic in this way."

"It seems that because you know too much, you have a straight-forward habit of solving problems and lack the ability to combine different knowledge and integrate it."

"If it weren't for the 'education' given to you by another world, I don't believe you could have thought of this way of using magic on your own. The way you fight is also straightforward, which shows that you also lack this creative ability. You are just using your Knowledge gained through education.”

"You are very insightful, and if possible, I would really like to see how powerful you would be if you had my knowledge. But the world is always full of regrets."

The three-eyed crow said angrily: "You don't have to make fun of me like this. I covet your knowledge, but the problems of this world can be solved with the wisdom of this world."

"Um?"

Viserys vaguely sensed something from the Three-Eyed Raven's words. The Three-Eyed Raven's words revealed a confidence that he had never had before. Viserys lacked enough information to know the source of this confidence.

The Three-Eyed Raven ended what he had just said as usual and looked at Viserys: "It's time, Viserys. It's time to show the power of the Storm Lord to the mortals and White Walkers in Old Town."

Calculate mentally but not carelessly, and have enough time to prepare. Of course, Viserys would not just go to White Harbor and strangle them randomly on the battlefield alone. Although it looked very majestic, the killing efficiency would not be enough for an army of more than 100,000 ghouls, divided into east and west, with an army spread out. There are two leagues spread out on the battlefield in an arc shape. For a ghoul army that can completely surround a city of 200,000 people, the killing efficiency is too low.

Viserys wanted to eliminate as many of the White Walkers' active forces as possible in this battle where he finally had enough information.

More than 100,000 ghouls may not be able to kill them all, but since there is a chance to fight a war of annihilation, of course the more killed, the better.

So Viserys chose large-scale field magic.

Three Sisters Islands.

The three islands located in the Bite Bay south of White Harbor, Sweet Sister Island, Long Sister Island and Miss Island belong to the valley in terms of affiliation. They are ruled by the Sunderland family and are nominally loyal to the Arryn family. But the nature of the islanders here is no different from pirates, capricious. The islanders will build lighthouses along the coast of the island group to warn ships of the shoals and rocks. However, during thick fog or storms, they will secretly light false signals to attract unwary captains. As a result, the ships hit the rocks and sank, and the islands People took the opportunity to salvage the cargo on the ship. Such behavior was strictly forbidden when Stannis Baratheon was Sea Lord.

However, after the War of Six Kings, the islanders began to return to their old ways. It was not until the winter that the reputation of the Targaryen dynasty spread to the north again. The Targaryen army began to use the Bite Bay route to transport grain and grass to the north. After seeing It was only after the escort fleet was a Braavosi warship that the residents of the Three Sisters Islands began to converge.

Because the attitude of the Valley is still ambiguous, although it sent troops to "answer" the call, it did not actually swear allegiance to the official King Viserys, so Viserys did not officially intervene in the affairs of the Valley. In this way, the Marquis of Sunderland in the Islands has not received orders from King Targaryen so far, and can only get some news from White Harbor that everyone in the north knows.

After entering the long night, the news on the archipelago became even more obscure, and they still had no idea about the invasion of the White Walkers. So they don't know what the storm taking shape here today actually represents.

Lightning flashed across the dark northern sky, and six heartbeats later the thunder sounded like the beat of a drum.

"Master, is this the abnormality brought by the long night? I have lived for more than 40 years and experienced three cold winters, but there has never been such a terrible storm in any winter. Even the oldest old man has never seen such a terrible storm in Bite Bay." Triston Sunderland, the lord of the Sister Islands, braved the terrible cold wind and huge waves to ask the master who the islanders never really trusted.

The foundation waves under the castle were surging, and the black rapids under the night sky stirred up countless terrifying waves. Lightning tore through the sky, reflecting a terrifying thunderstorm cloud in the northern sky, and a huge black tornado that was gradually forming like a giant god standing on the sky.

The Marquis of the Sister Islands felt unprecedented panic and uneasiness. If the tornado and thunderstorm came from the north and passed through the islands, it can be foreseen that the islands will usher in a devastating blow, and even the nobles hiding in the sturdy castles can only face death.

This storm appeared without any call, and it lasted for a day or two under that sky and sea area before it took shape. It was unprecedented and terrifying. The Marquis could only summon the scholars or monks of the Citadel to ask about historical records or pray to the gods. There was no other way.

Lightning flashed in the sky.

Six heartbeats later, thunder sounded. After the thunder died down, there was still the whistling of the wind that made people have to hold on to the edge of the wall to stabilize, and the dull roar of the waves hitting the Breakers Castle under their feet. When the terrible storm was discovered, the islanders of the Sister Islands had lost the opportunity to escape by boat.

With such turbulent and terrible waves, taking a boat in the night was tantamount to suicide.

The scholar clung to a pillar to prevent himself from being blown away by the strong wind. He opened his mouth and responded loudly: "My lord, I'm sorry that my wisdom cannot answer you, but I am sure that this is definitely the biggest storm in the history of Bite Bay."

The Marquis's face was dark: "So your advice to the lord is to wait for death?"

"My lord."

"Okay, get out! Someone, find the monks. No! Forget it!" The Marquis's face was as dark as water, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the steward who came to the castle after hearing the sound, "Is there anyone who will worship the 'Lady of Waves' and the 'Lord of the Sky'?"

After the long night appeared, some ancient beliefs took root again. The ancient islanders regarded storms as sacred things, saying that storms were caused by the intercourse of the 'Lady of Waves' and the 'Lord of the Sky'. In desperation, the Marquis believed that the belief in the Seven Gods could not solve the current critical problem of survival.

But the topic did not continue. The butler who was summoned suddenly widened his eyes and shouted excitedly: "My lord! The storm started to move! It went north!"

Marquis Sunderland let out a long breath and laughed: "It seems that Locke and Manderly have worse luck, hahaha!"

Viserys did not know how much panic he had brought to the islanders of the Sister Islands with the power accumulated by the Storm Lord. The storm he had created on the sea with a lot of faith power had already taken shape. Of course, he went straight to the battlefield.

The reason why Viserys had not used such a huge power on the battlefield before was that it took time to accumulate this power, which could be called the real power of the gods, and it also took time to reach the battlefield. Using it when the enemy situation was unclear was a complete waste of power and faith.

At this moment, the main forces of the three parties had arrived at the designated location.

And the first radio coordinated operation of mankind was being carried out in the northern land through Viserys, the storm lord.

"The king is calling Aegon. Please answer. Over."

"Aegon has received it. Over."

"The king is calling Randyll. Please answer. Over."

"Randyll heard. Over."

"Are all the troops ready to attack? Randyll will speak first. Over."

"Randyll's troops are in formation and ready to attack. Over."

"Same for Aegon's troops. Over."

Although there was a delay of several heartbeats, this radio communication method still allowed the three troops to fight synchronously to a certain extent.

"In the name of King Viserys, attack with all your forces. Over."

As Viserys gave the order, the army mark that the Three-Eyed Raven had lit up on the map for him began to move.

At this moment, in White Harbor.

A blizzard surrounded the city built on the impact plain at the mouth of the White Blade River.

More than 100,000 corpses have surrounded White Harbor.

The water at the mouth of the White Blade River is frozen, and the river is covered with a blizzard. The shadows of different species are slowly approaching.

The same scene happened in the north and east of White Harbor, where countless ghosts were attacking White Harbor under the shroud of a blizzard.

For such a large city, there were only two thousand defenders of the Manderly family on the city wall - even including the navy for landing operations, one thousand garrisons and law enforcers who were originally responsible for the city defense, and thousands of civilians recruited temporarily.

This army of less than five thousand people had to guard the huge White Harbor ring city and resist the attack of more than one hundred thousand zombies.

If you have to count, there are also three hundred Targaryen Dragonstone Narrow Sea Lords Valerian Family and Celtigar Family material guards.

To be honest, a city with more than 200,000 people can recruit more people to participate in the defense of the city. But the main force of the defending army is not enough to watch over many civilians who have never fought in war. And sometimes, when the control is insufficient, the danger posed by those untrained civilians is more terrible than the enemies outside the city wall.

If there was no intelligence from the Three-Eyed Raven, White Harbor would most likely fall.

It is not Viserys's fault for arranging the army unreasonably. The recruitment of the army in the North has been squeezed to a certain extent. Two-thirds of the current composition of the Northern Army is heading for the Great Wall. It is the Northerners themselves who are unable to provide shelter for White Harbor.

It is also Viserys who misjudged the speed and strength of the White Walkers. The speed of the White Walker army's invasion of the south is too fast, and the number is much larger than expected.

On the thick white walls of White Harbor, the Earl of White Harbor, Wyman Manderly, climbed the top of the city for the first time. He was fat and was carried to the wall.

He had to come.

When the guards on the wall reported the blizzard and countless White Walker troops, he knew that he had to appear on the top of the city, even if he did nothing.

When Tyrion was in King's Landing, 6,000 people guarded Stannis's army of more than 20,000 people, and they were panicked and trembling.

Now, White Harbor, which is much smaller than King's Landing, has less than 5,000 people, but has to guard countless 20,000 corpses.

The defense of King's Landing was mainly in the port and the river gate in the south.

And White Harbor had to guard every gate.

Wolf's Den, Fish King Gate, Seal Gate, Mermaid Gate, Breakwater, Seal Rock

Although White Harbor had many supplies shipped by King Targaryen, such as kerosene, asphalt, wildfire and the like, and crossbows and fire-breathing crossbows were also set up on the city walls.

But 5,300 people were guarding more than 100,000 corpses. Earl Wyman was very pessimistic about the prospects.

When he came to the city wall and looked at the approaching blizzard curtain. Earl Wyman couldn't help but sigh. 1,300 years ago, the rulers here were the Grey Stark family. However, the Grey Stark family was extinct, and their family castle, the Wolf's Den, changed hands several times and was captured by northerners, pirates, slave traders or knights in the valley.

It was not until the King of the North gave the territory to the Manderly family that Manderly ended the historical period of White Harbor's changing hands. It has a history of more than a thousand years since its development.

Now, Lord Wyman feels that perhaps today will be the end of the Manderly family in White Harbor. The only thing he is thankful for is that his only remaining son and several nephews went to Winterfell before the long night. Lord Wyman prayed to the new and old gods that they could survive the long night and continue the family.

The White Walker army does not need to set up camps to attack the city, nor will they issue a challenge.

They just follow the snow curtain of the blizzard closely, appear in front of living things, and kill all living things in front of them.

Lord Wyman just looked at the approaching ghost army on the top of the city, and sighed deeply in his heart. He couldn't think of any way to defend White Harbor. It might be possible to mobilize all the 200,000 men, women, and children in White Harbor now, but Lord Wyman knew that it was impossible.

If he had known it a few days earlier, he might have been able to gather more people and put them on the battlefield after simple training. But the city could not get news from the outside world during the long night and winter. When he saw the tide of corpses, the opponent had already started to attack.

Of course, Viserys did not tell White Harbor about his plan in advance. He wanted to catch the White Walkers off guard.

The White Walker army had no horns.

When they arrived, only the cold wind from the outer edge of the blizzard was whistling. Lord Wyman thought that might be their horn.

"Ready!"

On the wall, the commander raised the flag.

But before he could give the order.

The catapults and giant crossbows that could launch rockets had already started firing.

Obviously, the defenders were frightened.

"Attack!"

Beside Lord Wyman, a shrill voice loudly issued an order. The earl turned his head and couldn't help laughing. He was in a hurry and didn't notice that his granddaughter Vera had mixed in with the tightly wrapped guards.

"My lord?"

The messenger looked at the person who spoke, at a loss.

Lord Wyman waved his hand: "That's it, order the attack."

The messenger hurried to the various parts of the city wall to pass the order: "Yes."

Willa, dressed as a guard, smiled at Lord Wyman: "Grandfather, I want to fight too, just like Duke Arya!"

Lord Wyman was relieved: "Okay."

At this time, all parts of the city wall began to attack. But the advance was obviously too early. Except for the fire barrels and asphalt thrown by individual catapults that hit the corpse tide, other giant crossbows and a large number of oil barrels fell outside the battle line.

And the corpse tide of the White Walker army began to charge.

Dense black shadows like ants began to charge towards the White Harbor wall.

In the front were black figures, mixed with many pale riders riding weird spiders and corpse horses, corpse wolves, and corpse bears.

A comprehensive, no-dead-angle siege began.

It only took three rounds of hurling stones, and the corpse tide had already surged to the bottom of the city wall.

Then they began to swarm like ants, piled up into a mountain and began to try to climb the city wall.

The wall of White Harbor City is only thirty feet high, not as high as those castles, and even not as high as the new castle of the Manderly family, which is located on a mountain inside the city wall. If Earl Wyman went to defend the castle, he might be able to hold it for a while.

But seeing the countless corpses outside the city, and then looking at the more than 200,000 civilians in the city. In Earl Wyman's view, defending the castle and defending the city is just the difference between dying early and dying late. Dying on the wall of White Harbor at least has some blood of the Manderly family.

The defenders on the wall began to push down oil barrels from the wall, asphalt, rocks, and flames burst violently outside the wall.

But the disadvantage of insufficient numbers soon became apparent. The troops were relatively weak. There was a relatively low area connected to the port, the direction of the East City breakwater, and the surging corpses piled up on the city wall. The defenders there were mostly newly recruited civilians. The place was lost so quickly, obviously the morale of the newly recruited civilians collapsed under the impact of the zombie tide.

"Sir, the East Wall has been lost. The North Wall may soon be--"

"Shut up!" Earl Wyman cursed, and then called out the name of his chief guard, "Carter! Transfer 300 people from the North Wall to assist the East Wall and take the East Wall back for me!"

This was a death order, but the chief guard who was named did not hesitate and immediately walked out of the crowd of guards: "Yes!"

But as long as you have eyes, you can see that countless corpses have poured into the East Wall. They spread from the city wall, some fell into the city, and some were chasing the defenders on the city wall.

White Harbor, which has stood in the North for a thousand years, was hit by only one round of impact and was about to fall.

However, at this moment.

Someone on the city wall exclaimed: "Seven layers of hell!" White Harbor has a lot of exchanges with the South, and the belief in the Seven Gods is more than the belief in the Old Gods.

Even the guards around Earl Wyman couldn't help but exclaimed: "Gods above!"

More people looked to the east.

Everyone in the city was speechless when they looked towards the east.

But in the sky, thunder rolled, lightning burst, and a terrifying tornado that looked like a god descending from heaven appeared from the black sky surrounded by the blizzard.

The blizzard that came from the north suddenly stopped.

Earl Wyman felt a chaotic sea breeze with a damp ocean breath blowing, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger.

On the city wall, the flag of the Manderlay family was blown to the east and west by the chaotic sea breeze, with no clear direction at all.

This was a huge tornado that Earl Wyman had never seen in his life. The tornado was unimaginably large, as if it connected the sky and the earth. It rolled up everything in front of it, ice, snow, rocks, and trees.

Tide of corpses!

The blizzard on the east side of the city wall had been swallowed up by the huge tornado that suddenly appeared in the night. Countless corpses were swept up by the strong wind, flying up and down like rags and sacks in the wind. In the tornado, the terrifying golden lightning burst out wantonly, roaring endlessly, and the rolling thunder drowned out the roars, exclamations and screams of all living creatures.

The chaotic wind was getting stronger and stronger. Even though Earl Wyman was knowledgeable, he was completely lost in this crazy wind.

At this time, someone on the city wall suddenly beat the war drum, blew the horn, and lit a high green torch.

The sky was thundering endlessly, with crackling lightning and rumbling thunder rolling endlessly.

On the city wall, the war drums and horns seemed to respond.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom——

Wuwuwuwuwuwu——

Lord Wyman was in a trance for a long time before he finally asked loudly: "Where are the drums and trumpets being beaten?"

Someone on the city wall used a telescope to observe and responded: "It's in the southeast direction, there is——It's the Targaryen warehouse guard!"

At this time, there was a loud cracking sound in the sky that made people's heartbeats freeze!

A thunder exploded suddenly without any warning in everyone's ears.

And with this sound that burst the eardrums, a golden and dazzling lightning column as thick as a bucket fell from the infinitely high sky.

The moment the lightning column appeared, the whole city was illuminated by this dazzling golden lightning column as if it were daytime.

Sir Wyman was shocked and speechless for a while, and his ears kept buzzing.

After finally recovering from the dazzling thunder and opening his eyes, Lord Wyman felt like he was in a dream for a while, and couldn't help but wonder if he was dead, and what he saw now was an illusion after death.

Just because of the long night, the dark sky that had not seen the sun for months was bright at this moment, like daylight.

He looked up instinctively and saw a huge fireball like the sun, shining brightly, falling from the sky like a meteorite.

Is it the sun that fell?

No.

It was just a huge fireball.

Watching, the fireball like the falling sun fell to the ground, exploded, and burst into flames in the tide of corpses outside the city wall. In an instant, thousands of wights were ignited by the flames, and the snowfield outside the city wall turned into a scorching sea of ​​flames in the blink of an eye.

"It's a dragon!"

"It's a giant dragon!"

"It's the three-headed dragon of His Majesty Viserys!"

When dozens of golden lightnings hung from the sky, when the second huge fireball like the sun appeared in the sky.

Finally, people saw that in the rolling dark clouds above the sky, a huge three-headed dragon was above the clouds, like a god, exerting the unimaginable divine power of mortals.

The power that mortals could not imagine before seeing it with their own eyes was presented to countless people in White Harbor.

The thunderstorm tornado in the east was devastating and devouring everything, while in the high sky in the northwest, the might of the three-headed dragon was showing its might.

The zombies outside the walls of White Harbor, which were originally fierce and aggressive, disintegrated in twenty or so breaths.

It was visible to the naked eye that the zombies in different directions were retreating at a faster speed than the attack, fleeing in all directions, chasing the blizzard curtain that was gradually escaping like ants returning to their nests.

The dragon began to chase.

The strong wind that blew away the blizzard, the thunder and lightning like a punishment from heaven, and the fireballs like a meteor shower broke out wantonly in the defeated army of the zombies outside the city.

The tornado was also chasing, directly tearing a black and terrifying gully hundreds of steps wide in the snowfield on the land east of the city - that was a layer of snow and soil on the ground that was scraped off alive.

Earl Wyman could not remember when he woke up from the shock.

He only remembered that when he woke up, he saw the sky full of stars and the brilliant galaxy in the long night sky for the first time in a long time.

Afterwards, until their death, every witness who was in White Harbor at that time remembered clearly: when White Harbor was rescued from King Viserys, even the dark clouds in the sky dissipated.

——

In this battle, Viserys relied on surprise to eliminate at least two-thirds of the siege of White Harbor. He alone killed 80,000 to 90,000 wights.

This was an unprecedented victory.

But Viserys was not happy.

Because after the attack was launched, the Cold God quickly reacted and cut off the intelligence source of the Three-Eyed Raven that was like opening a map.

And because there was a lack of collaborators who could cooperate with the siege and pursuit, under such an attack by Viserys, one-third of the wights were inevitably let go.

This made Viserys feel frustrated about his own strength for the first time.

But the Long Night is such an extremely unfair battlefield environment.

The White Walker army of the Cold God took advantage of the weather.

Even the siege troops that broke up and fled could escape by one-third in Viserys' hands.

From this perspective, the tactics of the White Walker army have become almost unsolvable in Viserys' eyes. The momentum of the corruption of the North and the spread of corpses across the river is unstoppable.

Unless humans quickly evolve into the original Melisandre and the current Stannis in the long night, they can be brave in the cold and have the same mobility and supply capabilities as the White Walker vanguard in the snow.

But even a war group with Viserys's power, which can break the White Walker army head-on, can't fight in the field for a long time too far away from the castle in the long night. They will be hungry, tired, and cold.

The same is true for Stannis's army with the power of the Red God.

Suffering from this battlefield combat environment and the mobility limitations of the medieval army, Viserys may have to use Chiang Kai-shek's "space for time" strategy in the confrontation strategy, sacrificing a certain amount of space in exchange for the advantage of time, and concentrating on defense and counterattack.

What the human side can do in this extremely unfair environment is to seek victory with the guiding ideology of "accumulating small victories into big victories" when the White Walkers have the best time.

Even if Viserys could win every local war he participated in.

At this moment, Viserys felt extremely disgusted with the damn seasonal changes and long nights in the world of ice and fire.