Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

But that's not the point. The point is that Banyan had a nightmare after accidentally falling asleep.

Benjen dreamt that the King of Winterfell appeared in the cellars of Winterfell, his icy gaze fixed on him, before striding toward him.

The stone direwolves on either side of the cellar howled at him, seemingly urging him to run away. His father, Rickard Stark, his older brother, Brandon, and his sister, Lyanna, were all shedding tears of blood, telling him to leave this place quickly.

Benjen ran away as fast as he could, with the Night King chasing after him at a leisurely pace. But then something even more terrifying happened, sending chills down Benjen's spine and making him instantly terrified!

That is, as the Night King passed by, the tombs of the Kings of the North exploded, and the once mighty Kings of the North, who had left a strong mark on history, rose from their graves.

He pulled out the rusty longswords from their statues, and with a flick of his hand, they all turned into transparent, icy swords.

Their eyes flickered with icy blue flames, then they all looked toward Banyan, who lay on his side at the end of the cellar, and let out a soul-shaking roar.

Then Banyan was startled awake.

Chapter 363 Terrifying Nightmare

"Was it just...a nightmare?"

Banyan was still somewhat shaken after being startled awake.

But after realizing it was a nightmare and having a brief chat with Sir Elisa Thorne, the tension and unease in my heart gradually dissipated.

"Whoo~"

Then he let out a long, soft exhale.

"I hope it's just a nightmare..."

However, even though it was just a nightmare, for some reason, Banyan still felt a strange unease.

How much food do we have left?

The deepest part of the cellar was silent, as if everyone had fallen asleep once again.

At this moment, the chief ranger spoke up again abruptly, but his voice was still very low.

"At most, only three days."

This time it wasn't Allisha Thorne's turn to speak. Sitting opposite Benjen, the Night's Watch recruiter "Raven" Yoren spoke in a low voice.

"Only three days left?"

Upon hearing this, Banyan felt a slight pang in his heart. He knew there wasn't much food left, but he hadn't expected that there was so little left in the lowest cellar.

Winterfell's cellars did store a considerable amount of supplies, but most of them were on the upper levels.

However, during this month of hiding, due to various accidents, they were forced to flee to the lowest level, to the body of the ancestor 'Snow King'. You know, the older the tomb, the deeper and darker it is buried.

Further down from the Stark family's ancestral tombs lies a collapsed area, which is quite dangerous. Therefore, food reserves here are not plentiful, with only enough rations for the last three days remaining.

Sure enough, as soon as Yulen finished speaking, all the survivors present stirred slightly.

There are probably only a few dozen people left who have escaped to the bottom of the cellar.

Among these people were Night's Watch members and allied soldiers, mostly from the North, with two from the Westerlands and the Reach.

"We only have three days' worth of food and water, what should we do?"

In the darkness, faces were indistinguishable, and only the sounds could be used to pinpoint their location. Someone spoke anxiously, but their voice seemed a little too loud, causing a commotion on the upper level of the cellar. In an instant, everyone fell silent in perfect unison.

After a while, when no new movement occurred, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Sir Elisa Thorne clenched her fist slightly and reprimanded in a low voice, somewhat annoyed.

Have you already forgotten the mistakes you made recently?

"Or do you want to die together?"

After all, Ser Allish had once served as a commander in the Targaryen army, was experienced and highly respected, and was over forty years old, making him a father figure to many present. Therefore, when he began to reprimand everyone, they all fell silent.

But after a while, someone finally couldn't help but ask again in a low voice, only this time they were better at controlling their emotions and were not as anxious as before.

After all, they had been trapped here for a month. During that month, they hadn't even had a good night's sleep. They lived in constant fear and anxiety in a completely silent environment. Everyone had become numb to their fear.

die.

If you really die, it would be a kind of relief.

"How to do?"

"Are we going to starve to death in three days?"

His words fell silent in the cellar, and everyone's breathing became heavy. This was indeed a problem that was about to be faced.

Although they have water, they have no food, and they will starve to death sooner or later.

"There's not much food stored on the bottom shelf to begin with."

At that moment, Banyan took a deep breath and suddenly spoke.

"The food was on the top two floors, but we threw it away. In three days, we will only have two options: either stay here and starve to death, become a ghoul and wander aimlessly through the tomb, or we will rush out."

Banyan's words made a lot of sense, but they silenced everyone present.

They had considered breaking out before, but in an attempt about two weeks ago, they suffered heavy losses and were forced to flee back to the lowest level.

During this period, because they could not see outside, it was extremely difficult to calculate the days. They calculated the past time by listening to the footsteps of the ghouls above their heads.

Although there may be some errors, this is the only way to do it.

Waiting to die? Or dying now?

This is a very serious problem, but it is the problem that those trapped in the deepest part of the cellar are facing right now.

"I support charging out!"

At this moment, the Night's Watch recruiter, Yulen, spoke up in support.

"I'd rather fight these scumbags to the death than starve to death here!"

His words resonated with some of the soldiers, who had been trapped there for over a month and had become numb to fear, their hope of survival fading.

Since their defeat, they have not received any information from the outside world and have no idea what the outside world is like now.

Humanity has been utterly defeated?

Did they manage to hold Jingze?

Who knows, the future might be the end of the world. The army of the dead has conquered King's Landing and turned everyone into wights, whether they are poor farmers or high-ranking kings or noble lords.

This makes them feel a little more at ease, at least everyone's destination is the same.

As the long night descended, Westeros became a ghost town, filled with the undead, making it seem as if dying sooner or later made no difference.

Since all hope is lost, we might as well fight these monsters to the death and die a more glorious death.

"I go!"

"I support it too!"

"Let's just fight our way out!"

Yuren's words received a positive response from everyone, while Sir Elisa remained very calm.

He was actually somewhat inclined to take a desperate gamble, because the current situation was very clear: continuing to wait would only lead to certain death.

Now that so much time has passed in the outside world, there might not be that many wights left in Winterfell. If we seize the opportunity, we might actually be able to fight our way out.

"Have you thought it through, Benjen?"

Then, Sir Elisa, whose hair was somewhat gray, spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Once we charge out with our brothers, there's no turning back."

You either escape or die on the way.

"Yes, I won't hesitate any longer!"

Banyan took a deep breath and nodded firmly.

He suppressed the growing unease in his heart and gently touched the dragon crystal dagger in his pocket.

Of the people present, only three possess dragon crystal daggers: the three members of the Night's Watch. These three dragon crystal daggers were distributed to them by the Night's Watch vault before the Wall collapsed.

In fact, Bunyan never mentioned that the reason he suddenly encouraged everyone to rush out of here was due to his inner unease and the nightmare he had not long ago.

His father, older brother, and sister Lyanna, with tears of blood streaming down their faces, warned him to leave immediately.

"go!"

Then, without hesitation, Banyan drew his longsword from his robes and stood up abruptly.

Meanwhile, the dozens of soldiers trapped here gripped their weapons and followed behind Banyan as they rushed out.

...

Outside Winterfell.

Amidst the swirling snowflakes, a skeletal horse carried a slender man wearing an icy crown slowly toward the gates of Winterfell.

His eyes burned with an icy blue flame.

Chapter 364 Escape from Death

"kill!"

Dozens of surviving soldiers, carrying torches, charged out from the lowest level of Stark's Tomb, catching the wights completely off guard.

However, these wights felt no fear. Their bodies were already dead, and they were only kept moving by some mysterious power. Their brains were not functioning, and they blindly carried out the Night King's orders.

The ghouls then let out a piercing howl and pounced on the group of human soldiers.

The power of life was like a beacon in the darkness or a pile of excrement that attracted flies to this group of dead people. The ghouls swarmed in, and the dozens of survivors drew their swords and fought each other.

Banyan was the leader of this group of soldiers.

Ser Allissa Thorne was the headmaster of the Night's Watch, but Bunyan was the first ranger; their ranks were similar, and neither could command the other.

However, most of the surviving soldiers are from the North, and they are naturally more willing to obey the orders of a Stark family member than the words of a Southerner from who-knows-where.

The torchlight illuminated the dark cellar. The ghouls instinctively searched for any sign of life, and in such a dark environment, the human eye was not as sensitive as the ghouls' instincts.

Fortunately, the cellar contained a lot of war supplies, including food, armor, weapons, kerosene, and firewood.