Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

This is a high-end product manufactured by Mil; its value is enough to hire a small mercenary group.

Judging from his appearance, this man came from a very wealthy family, and his clothes also showed his extraordinary wealth. He spoke with a slight frown.

"It seems this matter needs to be considered more carefully, sir."

Chapter 319 The White Walkers Descend

In distant Pentos, a long-simmering resentment nearly escalated into a rebellion.

However, due to the leak of information, Prince Lanyi was unsure how much the enemy had learned about him, and he was also worried about alerting the enemy, so he was forced to postpone indefinitely.

After Hunter's death, Prince Raggedy used the excuse of fleeing Pentos, but he did not go too far and escape directly. Instead, he hid outside the city.

He claimed that he had recently grown tired of life in the palace and wanted to spend some time relaxing in a manor outside the city.

It was this careful decision that saved his life; otherwise, Jon Clinton would almost have sent troops to capture him.

At that time, unless the Prince of Raggedy jumped into the sea, he could not escape the pursuit of the Targaryen soldiers, no matter how far he went.

As expected, Rams investigated the Prince's palace after his agent died.

The head steward of the prince's palace was actually someone he had bribed.

However, the ragged prince was experienced and handled the cleanup work very well. Rams did not find out anything from this, only that the ragged prince seemed to have invited a mysterious person to the palace for a private talk.

After all, without solid evidence, given the other party's special status, he could only investigate secretly and couldn't directly confront them.

Hunter's body was cremated shortly after his death, and his room was completely cleared of all belongings, leaving no clues behind.

Rams couldn't even find the body, which could only be attributed to Hunter being exposed and eliminated by the ragged prince.

But based on the most malicious speculation, Hunter must have discovered some secret of the Prince of Raggedy before his death, otherwise the other party would not have killed him to silence him.

The Prince in Ragged Clothes's hasty escape from Pentos further confirmed his point of view.

Rams could almost instinctively tell that there was something wrong with the other party.

He fled to the outskirts of Pentos because he was afraid of exposing something so he could just run away, but Rams just couldn't find any evidence.

He had no law enforcement power and no way to directly take action against Prince Lanyi, who was nominally a regional governor.

Therefore, Ramsay approached his former superior, Jon Clinton, hoping that the Attorney General would dispatch Pentos's three thousand city guards to capture the Prince of Raggedy.

However, Jon Snow was not an impulsive person; he was meticulous and mature.

He listened to Rams's speculation and thought it was quite possible, but he also knew that the Prince of Raggedy, though powerless, was not one to act rashly, especially without evidence.

Jon promised Ramsay that if the Prince of Raggedy tried to flee, he would immediately send troops to capture him.

If the ragged prince is simply hiding in his manor outside the city and makes no move, then there is no way to deal with him for the time being.

There was a slight commotion in the skies above Pentos after Viserys left, but it didn't cause any major disruptions.

And in the remote and desolate Great Wall.

Robert organized a coalition of the Seven Kingdoms. Except for the Iron Islands, all the great nobles sent troops, gathering more than 60,000 soldiers to resist the invasion of the White Walkers.

The savage uprising has now been quelled, at least it's not as rampant as it was a few months ago.

Robert had even heard not long ago that a group of wildlings had launched a suicidal attack on King's Landing, but unfortunately their operation was suppressed before it even made a ripple.

"The savages' chaos is just a minor ailment."

Robert Baratheon, the obese king of the Seven Kingdoms, sat on the throne in Winterfell.

The host himself sat to the side, becoming a mere figurehead, but Eddard Stark, being straightforward, didn't complain.

Winter is coming.

"Ultimately, the greatest threat is still the White Walkers, Your Majesty."

Eddard Stark spoke in a heavy voice.

“Recent events…”

With the collapse of the Wall, savages flooded into the Seven Kingdoms, making it easier for the knights of the Seven Kingdoms to patrol the borderlands.

Not long ago, a group of knights from the valley were patrolling deep into the Fist of the First Men when they were suddenly attacked by the Legion of the Dead.

The knights fought fiercely, but they did not expect that these enemies were actually unkillable.

Even after their heads are chopped off, they can still stand up, their severed hands struggling on the ground. It takes almost pulverizing them to 'deal with' the opponent.

Lacking intelligence support, the knights of the valley suffered heavy losses. Large numbers of knights and their horses were overwhelmed by swarms of dead men, who then devoured them alive.

Many of the knights who broke through the encirclement stood in the snowstorm, tears welling in their eyes, watching helplessly as their comrades were bitten to death and hearing their pitiful screams.

Even after returning to camp, they could not forget the terrifying scene. It left a deep psychological scar on them. Simply put, they were so frightened that they developed mental illnesses and needed time to heal from this unprecedented fear.

This was the first time since the Night's Watch that the Seven Kingdoms had truly encountered an attack with dead bodies.

This completely dispelled the doubts of those within the coalition who still harbored suspicions about the matter.

Because one of the knights had a severed human hand bone hanging from his armor.

At that moment, his opponents swarmed forward and grabbed him through the gaps in his armor. He cut their hands off with a single sword strike, leaving them trapped inside the gaps in his armor.

However, when he returned to the camp, the dead man's hand was still struggling, a sight witnessed by many Allied soldiers.

Even King Robert, Stannis, Eddard Stark, and a host of other nobles flocked over to see the moving dead man's hand.

Swords and blades could not kill these dead men, but because of this dead man's hand, the observant Duke Stannis discovered that flames could completely burn the opponent to death.

Actually, the Night's Watch had suggested this a long time ago: fire could subdue the dead, and the corpses should be burned. However, their advice was not widely adopted due to their low status.

However, finding the weakness of the dead did boost the morale of the Allied soldiers who were terrified by the dead.

It would be good if these monsters could be killed. But if what the Valley Knights who escaped said is true, these monsters could still move freely even after being cut in half.

Then they really wouldn't have the courage to resist.

However, the coalition soldiers' 'good mood' was only temporary.

Then another explosive piece of news quickly spread throughout the coalition camps.

That is, another patrol in the Westerlands was suspected of being attacked by White Walkers and almost the entire force was wiped out.

Only one person managed to escape in a panic, but this person seemed to be terrified, repeatedly muttering the same word.

After the high-ranking officials of the allied forces, including the king and dukes, arrived, the soldier who had escaped finally spoke.

As expected, they were attacked by the legion of the dead, but this time the attack featured an unusual monster.

He stood out among the legions of the dead, and was unlike any of the mindless corpses.

He was tall and emaciated, with skin as pale as milk, and eyes that burned with a cold, icy flame. He rode a skeletal horse.

When the knights of the West looked at him, he looked back at them as well.

"He's like the commander of an army of the dead!"

Chapter 320 The Age of Great Contention

"The White Walkers!"

"These are the real White Walkers!"

Inside the Great Hall of Winterfell, the white-haired Maester Aemon spoke in a trembling voice.

"Legend has it that the thirteenth Lord Commander of the Night's Watch once married a woman whose skin was as pale as the moon, whose eyes were like blue stars, and whose skin was as cold as ice."

"After bringing her back to Long Nighthold, the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch made her his queen."

Maester Aemon searched through the books left behind by the Night's Watch, though now that Castle Black had collapsed, those precious texts had been lost in the cataclysm.

But Maester Aemon is like a living fossil; much lost knowledge remains in his mind.

His words came from a book called "Watch on the Wall" written by a doctor named Hammon from the Citadel.

“The Maester Aemon is right.”

"The same story is told in the North."

Lord Eddard Stark, with his long, dark hair, sat on a side seat. Snowflakes were still falling outside the windows of the hall, and the warmth from the roaring fire in the fireplace kept everyone from getting too cold.

Eddard Stark had heard stories about the White Walkers from his wet nurse since he was a child, but this story was more specific, mentioning names.

The thirteenth Lord Commander of the Night's Watch was a Stark named Bran, who married a White Walker woman and led the Night's Watch to independence.

However, in the end, he was defeated by his own brother, the true King in the North, and then disappeared without a trace.

"The White Walkers are the leaders of these dead."

"The dead we encountered earlier might just be the vanguard of the White Walker army."

Eddard Stark's words were heavy, and the atmosphere in the Great Hall of Winterfell was somewhat oppressive.

The White Walkers have only appeared twice in the long history of the world, but unexpectedly, it was his turn. Eddard Stark felt immense pressure. He had to protect the people of the North, because it was the responsibility of the Stark family.

The other commanders in the hall looked at each other, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Their family was far from the North, so they weren't as anxious as the Guardians of the North, but they were equally helpless in the face of an enemy with unknown information.

"Scholar Aemon, you are learned and knowledgeable."

"What we know now is that fire will burn the dead, but does fire have any effect on real White Walkers?"

Stannis, the Duke of Dragonstone, sat on a side seat, gently stroking his beard with his hand, and then abruptly asked.

He was the calmest among the crowd, because his fief was on Dragonstone, just as the king had summoned the Iron Islands this time, but the other side hadn't even given him a second glance.

Although the Iron Islands have always maintained this style and attitude, they mostly feel that the White Walkers and wildlings have nothing to do with the Iron Islands. They think the White Walkers can't swim across the sea, and they even hope that Greenland will be in chaos.

"Fire is effective against the corpses of White Walkers, but there is no literature to support whether it is effective against real White Walkers."

Stannis asked Maester Aemon a question, and Maester Aemon, not to be stingy with his knowledge, spoke in a trembling voice.

After all, this is a war for all mankind. His decision to abandon revenge and uphold his promise has already transcended the constraints of family bloodlines and reached a level where the fate of all mankind is intertwined.

"However, ancient texts mention the possible weaknesses of the two White Walkers."

"One of them is obsidian, or 'dragon crystal,' which, according to historical records, can kill White Walkers."

"Another method is 'Dragonsteel.' Valyrian steel weapons contain powerful magic, and your Dragonsteel weapons might be able to kill the White Walkers."