Game of Thrones: Holy Sword of Light

Chapter 68
Time went back to late last night.

Grand Canyon.

There are hundreds of small villages here, with more than 2 people gathered, and nearly 3 people are stationed here. As the commander-in-chief, Ed Stark naturally sits here.

This morning, everyone reinforced the man-made tower defenses on both sides again.

And a lot of dragon hunting crossbows have been added.

Suddenly, the ghoul struck.

During this period of time, ghouls bypassed the Grand Canyon and attacked directly, which has almost become normal.

Ed also fought at the forefront every time to comfort his best friend Robert.

woo~
woo~
woo~
Three beeps, representing the attack of the ghouls, Eddard Stark immediately put on his clothes, followed by Sir Rodriguez, followed by dozens of vassals.

Today, the hordes of ghouls are even larger.

They can be dealt with when they attack during the day, but they are hard to defend against when they attack late at night, and the Grand Canyon garrison is miserable.

There were actually not many ghouls that attacked this time, only one or two thousand.

However, at least 5000 people must be dispatched to deal with them.

The ghouls were diverted by twelve artificial canyons, and they flocked to the corridor in the middle of the small village. On the corridor, the obsidian arrows used by the Guangming Army and the spears coated with obsidian powder dragon crystal pointed at those below. The ghoul poked.

Jie Jie~
But this time something unexpected happened.

The ghouls who used to follow a fixed route to enter the Xiaozhai corridor suddenly lost control this time.

Some of them crazily climbed up to the small villages. These small villages used a lot of obsidian powder, and weirwood, and arranged the seven-pointed star magic circle, but now it seems that they are not so useful.

"careful!"

There are several lighthouses in Xiaozhai, which are specially lit with kerosene and illuminated by reflection from mirrors.

The people on the lighthouse shone the mirror over, so that everyone could see clearly, those ghouls were trying to attack the small villages on both sides, climbing up to bite the soldiers, some soldiers were not able to dodge in time, and were dragged down directly, biting into pieces. broken pieces.

And when everyone's attention was attracted by these ghouls.

More ghouls poured out of the Grand Canyon, and began to attack the defense line crazily...

"on!"

Ed Stark, holding the family heirloom sword Han Bing, rushed to the forefront. He had an idea of ​​redemption in his heart. He always felt that he had failed to protect Robert and let Robert die, so he kept rushing forward.

Several ghouls rushed over, and were swept away by Ed's wide broadsword, turning into rotten flesh.

More ghouls rushed forward.

Eddard Stark swung his sword bravely, and the soldiers of the North around him were also extremely brave.

However, there are too many ghouls.

Soon, the ghouls around him separated the guards, and a large number of northern soldiers, the Bright Army, also began to fight on their own...

Fortunately, the lookout whistle that had reacted immediately blew the horn, and more than 1 standing troops who were resting also joined the battle. Soon, the battlefield turned to the side of the living.

There are dragon hunting crossbows, as well as various kerosene bombs and wildfire bombs. Although these ghouls are huge in number, they are not impossible to destroy.

"boom!"

Ed Stark struck another sword, chopping the ghouls in front of him into rotten flesh. When he was distressed by the dense crowd of ghouls, suddenly, he felt pain in his feet.

He turned his head and saw that a black-haired man stabbed his calf with a dagger, and the blood gushed out instantly. The man smiled evilly, pulled out the dagger and fled away.

And Eddard Stark could no longer stand still.

Jie Jie!

At this time, the ghoul rushed up.

"Ed!"

Seeing this, Sir Rodrigue rushed forward brandishing his shield. More than a dozen northern soldiers fought bravely and killed many wights. They fought back while covering Eddard Stark's evacuation.

……

The golden-eyed crow Jon who stayed here got the news immediately.

He also manipulated the ravens to fight the Necromancer just now. The individual base of ghouls is too large. There are more than 50 ghouls, and there are still at least 50 ghouls. The number of ghouls killed by the Grand Canyon and Bright Hope is actually not many.

When he learned that Eddard Stark had been stabbed, Jon was furious.

He bent down to examine it carefully and found that the dagger was poisonous.

Fortunately, the priests of Guangming are also there.

Booker has now learned a lot of priest skills from Maester Qyburn and Jon. Under the guidance of Jon the Golden-Eyed Crow, he directly used blood magic to sacrifice the vitality of three cows to Eddard Stark to help him relieve the pain. Poisoned.

"My lord, Lord Ed has passed out."

But this poison is very strong.

Rao Ed Stark is as healthy as a cow, and he also passed out. After that, he will have a high fever that will not subside. How to survive it depends on himself. There are no antibiotics in this era.

Jon the Golden-Eyed Crow made serious arrangements and looked at Sir Rodriguez.

"When Master Ed killed the ghoul, did the people who attacked him see it clearly?"

"No……"

Sir Rodriguez blamed himself too.

"The man was dressed in black."

"He is not tall and seems to have curly hair."

Rodri said.

At this time, someone took the dagger.

"This is the dagger of the little devil Tyrion!"

Someone recognized the dagger's origin.

"Little Devil Tyrion!? There he is!?"

Jon the Golden-Eyed Crow said angrily.

"He seems to have reached White Harbor."

Now, Jon calmed down instead. He paced the table, flapped his wings, his eyes flickered with gold, and suddenly thought of something: "No, I'm afraid something will happen to the night watchman!"

But it's too late...

A child of the forest came with a message.

The Army of Light is equipped with a large number of aliens as scouts, and also uses ravens to deliver messages, almost in real time.

The news brought by the Son of the Forest made Jon the Golden-Eyed Crow blame himself a lot.

"Mormont, Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, was assassinated..."

"Maester Aemon also passed away because of emotional agitation..."

The successive news surprised everyone present.

Jon took a deep breath, looked at everyone, and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm here."

He squinted his eyes and returned to the main body of Guangming Island...

……

"Jaqen!"

Returning to the main body of Guangming Island, Jon immediately called Jaqen.

"You take a few shadow guards and go do some serious business."

"what's up?"

"Lord Roose Bolton."

"He has a bastard son named Ramsay, also called Reek."

"Find out his whereabouts."

"Uh, yes..."

……

Winterfell.

Ramsay was very proud. He not only arranged for his men to assassinate Mormont, but also gave Eddard Stark a dagger with his own hands.

That dagger was very deadly.

The poison on it is enough to kill ten cows.

Even if Jon Wright, the illegitimate son of the Eddard Stark family, knows magic, he can't save him!
He was pretending to be Reek right now.

Prepare to pass through Winterfell, to White Harbor, and flee south.

It was arranged for him by his father Roose Bolton.

"I have done this well, will my father approve of me?"

Ramsay thought, after stabbing Ed with a dagger, he immediately rushed on the road, killed two horses, and fled here at the fastest speed, no one would find him at all.

suddenly.

A dozen northern wolves appeared around him.

On the head of the leading white wolf king, stood a golden-eyed crow.

The golden-eyed crow looked cold and stern, staring at Ramsay coldly.

"Stark sends you hello."

After Jon the Golden-Eyed Crow finished speaking, more than a dozen northern wolves rushed forward. Although Ramsay had a weapon in his hand, how could he escape with so many northern wolves? Torn to pieces...

after awhile.

Jia Kun came with his men on horseback.

"My lord, is this the murderer?"

Jaqen was taken aback when he saw Ramsay the Reek turned into a pile of minced meat.

Jon the Golden-Eyed Raven looked gloomy.

"Well, make a pie from the rest of his meat and give it to Earl Roose Bolton."

"Say something to him for me."

"What?"

"Northland, never forget..."

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