Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"Humans simply cannot withstand the White Walkers' attack; in fact, they will only allow the White Walkers' numbers to increase."

Although it was the first time facing the White Walkers since the start of the war, after learning the specific information, the old lion spoke frankly and without any reservations.

His words made King Robert, Duke Eddard, Stannis, and others present look rather grim, because they were the ones who devised the original battle plan, and they had suffered repeated defeats against the White Walkers.

"Your Majesty, and all the esteemed officials."

"Since holding out by force won't work, let's start from White Harbor and cut off the White Walkers' retreat."

The speaker was Edmure Tully, who wore dark green armor with his family crest of red and blue stripes and a silver trout on the background.

Edmure also possessed the Tully family's signature long, brownish-red hair, making him look handsome and dashing. He had many romantic affairs in the Riverlands and was quite popular with young girls.

The young heir to Riverrun has been taught by maesters since childhood, learning warfare and commanding soldiers, waiting for a great opportunity to show his skills.

Edmure was also sent by his father to join the Allied Forces to protect the safety of the Riverlands, since the main battlefield against the White Walkers after the fall of the North was the Riverlands.

Lord Horst Tully of Riverrun is old and seems to be in poor health in recent years, often bedridden, so he is unable to go to the battlefield.

"That's all nonsense! You're just a kid who hasn't even grown his first hair! You think you know how to fight a war just by reading a couple of lousy books?"

"What's the point of cutting off their escape route if they don't need to eat or sleep?"

Edmure was participating in the war for the first time and had no experience facing the White Walkers, a group of terrifying enemies that were not ordinary humans.

King Robert Baratheon, seated at the head of the table, was inexplicably irritable and showed no respect whatsoever to the young heir of the Riverlands.

Perhaps it was because he had too many worries lately that he was feeling restless.

He was unaware that while he was fighting on the front lines, his adoptive father, Jon Arryn, had been murdered, and his wife had cheated on him.

Edmure's face darkened slightly after being reprimanded mercilessly by the king. He swallowed hard as if he wanted to say something, but ultimately lacked the courage to stand up.

But at that moment, Stannis, the Duke of Dragonstone, who was sitting to the side, suddenly spoke up.

“Sending a cavalry unit from White Harbor to cut off the White Walkers’ retreat is not out of the question.”

Under the bright candlelight, the man, as stubborn as a rock, stood with a solemn face and a straight back. Edmure glanced gratefully at Stannis, but received no response from him.

Stannis wasn't trying to help Edmure out of a predicament; he genuinely intended to.

"The dead can't ride horses, so the mobility of cavalry is one of the few things that allows us to maintain an advantage when facing the legion of the dead."

White Harbor is one of the few areas in the North that has not yet been conquered by the Legion of the Dead. Located at the southern end of the North at the mouth of the Whiteblade River, it is the North's most important trading port.

Because of its location by the sea, the transport of supplies and soldiers was convenient, and it was able to both attack and defend against enemies on land. Therefore, White Harbor was garrisoned by a number of Allied soldiers, forming a defensive line with Carlin Bay.

Stannis proposed sending a cavalry unit behind enemy lines to harass and draw the attention of the Legion of the Dead.

Lead these lured legions of the dead as far north as possible to relieve the pressure on the Carlin Bay defense line.

However... this is a mission with no chance of survival.

After Stannis finished speaking, the meeting room fell silent, and no one spoke up to express their opinion.

Then Tywin Lannister's emerald green eyes swept across the map.

Then she looked up at her son-in-law, whose face was gloomy, tapped her fingers lightly on the table, and after a long while, she spoke in a low and powerful voice.

"We need dragons, Your Majesty."

“When I led my troops through the city of beauties, I heard a story, apparently spread by a red-robed witch from Essos, who said that the enemy we are facing is not actually prepared for us.”

"Only the dragon can defeat the Night King."

Robert's expression turned somewhat unpleasant at the Warden of the West's words.

But Tywin's piercing gaze did not stop there; instead, he continued to ask in a deep voice.

“Your Majesty, I recall that we have already appealed to the remnants of the Targaryens for help.”

What was the result?

Chapter 384 Attack on White Harbor

Tywin's creed is that there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests.

He may bow down for immediate gains, or even endure humiliation, but in the end, only the one who laughs last will win.

The pre-war meeting has ended.

Lord Tywin Lannister returned to the Westerlands camp under the escort of Lannister soldiers, where banners representing the various families of the Westerlands were flying overhead.

"grown ups."

"grown ups."

The soldiers patrolling the night route hurriedly bowed to Duke Tywin, but Tywin's face remained frosty, and he didn't even bother to respond.

"Joanna."

"Kevon".

“Gillian”.

Although the Targaryen family was mentioned at the pre-war meeting, few knew that Tywin's resentment towards them would go even deeper. The two were irreconcilable enemies, and only the complete annihilation of one side could end the conflict.

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Unfortunately, the cunning Tywin Lannister was unaware of what his prized children had been doing in King's Landing.

After all, news of Jon Arryn's death had not yet reached them.

...

And the following day.

As the morning mist hung in the air, the guards on the walls of White Harbor yawned slightly, their chests bearing the coat of arms of the Valley Family, their green banners fluttering in the wind.

They are soldiers of the Vale, led by Lord Bronze Yorn of Runestone, now stationed at White Harbor to defend against attacks from the White Walkers, guarding this outlet to the sea and relieving pressure on the front lines.

"Peker, do you think we can survive this winter?"

A soldier from the valley spoke with concern: "After two disastrous defeats, the morale of the allied forces has plummeted, and the entire army is filled with pessimism."

Despite the defeat at the first Battle of the Wall, the morale of the Allied forces remained high, and they were determined to launch a counterattack at Winterfell.

However, the Battle of Winterfell once again resulted in a heavy blow in a head-on clash, completely shattering the confidence of the Allied soldiers and generals.

Not only ordinary soldiers, but even many generals and nobles were extremely pessimistic, as if the end of the world was just around the corner.

Morale is like that; it rises with the first burst of energy, then declines, and finally collapses. Repeated defeats do not inspire soldiers' fighting spirit; instead, they drive them headlong into the abyss. This is why there are so few cases of a comeback from a desperate situation throughout history.

"do not know."

"Hmph, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, we'll all be dead."

Another soldier named Pecker, his fingers red from the cold as he held his spear, shook his head and spoke, exhaling white breath.

"So be it. Once you're dead, you won't have to suffer so much anymore. This world is beyond saving. The Seven Gods above? I've finally realized that those damned Seven Gods are completely useless."

"This place is the seventh level of hell!"

"Praying used to be useless. The monks told me it was because I wasn't devout enough. They said that paying a little money would make me devout. Now the world is about to be destroyed, and the Seven Gods still haven't shown up."

In a state of extreme pessimism, people's worldviews have collapsed, and the soldier in the valley, Pecker, keeps cursing the seven gods he once believed in.

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Just then, a carriage with a mermaid emblem drove up from not far away, and his companion nudged Peck, reminding him to keep his voice down.

"Old Mandalay has arrived."

Although the faith of the Seven Gods had collapsed, even with the soldiers' incessant cursing, the Seven Gods pretended not to hear, like a tortoise.

But those who have a devout faith in the Seven Gods can hear it and can bring down punishment upon them.

Although dying sooner or later is inevitable, Peck didn't want to be beheaded by old Mandalay.

The lords of White Harbor are the Mandalay family, a former Reach family, but their power grew too large and aroused the suspicion of the Reach King. They were expelled from the Reach a thousand years before the Conquest and went into exile in the North, where they were accepted by the King of the North.

House Manderley swore an oath of allegiance to House Stark in the name of the Old and New Gods at the Heart Tree in the Wolf's Lair, and the King in the North granted them lands.

This debt of gratitude became the source of the Mandalay family's loyalty to the Stark family, and the Mandalay family used their wealth to build a city called 'White Harbor'.

The man who struggled to climb down from the carriage was none other than Earl Wiman Mandel, who was now quite old, in his fifties and almost sixty.

Furthermore, due to his obesity, he could only travel by sedan chair, and his loud and cheerful laughter led the people under his rule to jokingly call him "Lord Eel" or "Lord Who Can't Ride a Horse".

However, old Mandalay had a very good temper and didn't get angry after hearing the news. Instead, he laughed it off.

Count Wiman Mandel, supported by his guards, climbed the walls of White Harbor to inspect the city.

He hadn't heard the Valley soldiers' treasonous remarks, and even patted Peck on the shoulder to encourage him. The Valley soldiers were terrified and didn't even know what to say.

The figure of the old Earl of Mandalay gradually disappeared into the distance, supported by his guards, just as the soldiers in the valley breathed a sigh of relief.

Another companion, with sharp eyes, suddenly spoke up as he looked at the road in the distance shrouded in white snow and fog.

"Look!"

"what is that?"

A shadowy figure appeared first in the white snowstorm, but at that moment, an ice arrow pierced through the snowstorm at great speed and struck the eagle banner next to the valley soldier, Pei Ke.

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The banner of the Erin family collapsed with a crash, and even Peck, who had just made those outrageous remarks to the Seven Gods, was startled.

"Hold!"

For a brief moment, he even thought he was going to die.

However, in his panic, he took two steps back, but did not notice that there was too much snow on the city wall and his feet were slippery.

He then lost his footing and fell straight off the city wall, landing headfirst on the back of his head.

bang——

Like a tattered sack falling down, the body lay supine on the ground, and blood quickly spread across the white snow.

However, no one cared about his accidental fall and death, and the soldiers from the valley and White Harbor on the White Harbor walls were thrown into chaos.

"The White Walkers are attacking!"

"The White Walkers are attacking!"