The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 298 The Battle of the Great Wall

"As a human king, he dared to speak disrespectfully to the great Ain Eyre, he was really impatient!"

Looking at the human king whose chest was pierced by an ice spear, Caranthir slowly retracted the frost staff emitting bursts of piercing white smoke, and then prepared to leave this place.

After all, according to past experience, human kings usually carry a large number of guards with them. Although the strength may not be outstanding, it is enough to give him a headache.

Because of this, he just pierced the king's body with an ice spear, and did not directly take the life of the other party.

Their first goal is the blood of the ancients, there is no need to have too much conflict with the local aborigines!

carrara -

As the blood power in the body began to surge, a snow-white portal suddenly appeared in front of Caranthir, revealing the strange world with gorgeous decorations opposite.

That is the hometown of the elves of the Ain El Tribe—Tornaria!

The movement of the wild hunting elves immediately attracted the attention of the remaining knights, and several Baratheon soldiers immediately raised their longbows and shields and shouted:

"We can't let them leave so easily to avenge His Majesty the King!"

"Yes, kill them!"

"The flames of rage!"

Baratheon's knights frantically raised their weapons and prepared to attack, and those damn pointy ears used magic to seriously wound King Robert in front of them, which was an insult to Baratheon.

However, just when everyone was about to die with the Wild Hunting Elves, an old and tired voice reached everyone's ears:

"Let them go!"

"Ser Barristan?!"

Hearing Barristan's order, everyone turned their heads in shock and anger, only to notice that the other party was chopping off the ice spear that had penetrated Robert's body.

Seeing this situation, the surrounding Kingsguard also rushed forward to help Barristan, and it didn't take long to successfully rescue Robert.

"Fortunately, it's not a fatal injury. As long as the bachelor can be found for treatment as soon as possible, then His Majesty the King can still be saved!"

As an experienced veteran, Barristan could tell at a glance that the ice spear hadn't hit Robert's vitals, and he couldn't help showing a look of joy on his face.

However, I don't know if it was because the temperature of this ice spear was too low, the blood near Robert's wound was all frozen by this ice thorn, forming a white ghost-like complexion.

Feeling Robert's slowly dropping body temperature, Barristan ignored the wild hunter elves who left through the portal, and hurriedly shouted to the remaining dozen or so knights around:
"Find clothes and come here, and then go to inform those damn golden robes, why haven't they come here yet?"

Robert's situation is very bad now, fortunately this place is not too far from Winterfell, as long as he can seize the time, there is still hope for help!
———The Great Wall, Castle Black

If Robert's attack by the Wild Hunt near Seven City only added to the turmoil in Westeros, the threat beyond the Wall is enough to destroy Westeros:
"Attack the Great Wall!"

Under the command of Mance Rayder, tens of thousands of wildlings began to attack the Great Wall without fear of casualties. Even Duke Ed was shocked by the tragic battle.

These savages obviously lacked the most basic weapons and shields, but they still fought the northern soldiers bravely with stone axes and wooden sticks in their hands.

Ed even saw with his own eyes a savage whose arms had been cut off trying to attack the night watchman with his teeth and head. The madness was enough to make anyone feel horrified!
Almost every day, the savages leave thousands of corpses trying to climb the Great Wall, so that the bottom of the entire Great Wall is stained a strange red with blood.

"This is already the third week. It is estimated that there are tens of thousands of savages killed by us during this time?"

On the battlements at the top of the Great Wall, Duke Eddard was chatting and enjoying the fire with the surrounding night watch rangers, and at the same time, he was on guard for the next round of attack by the wildlings.

Ban Yang, who was sitting next to Ed, heard the emotions of the rangers next to him, so he picked up a piece of firewood and threw it into the fire with a wry smile:
"That's right, I've never seen wildlings wanting to cross the Great Wall so frantically. Could it be that this winter has threatened the survival of the wildlings?"

Since the entire Great Wall is facing the siege of the wildlings, the rangers have not gone to the land beyond the Great Wall for a long time, let alone explore the reasons for the wildlings going south.

The only thing people know is that these savages seem to be under some kind of threat, and even the number of attacks is becoming more and more frequent.

Recalling the fierce battle that happened not long ago, everyone fell silent, and the only sound in the room was the crackling of the fire.

After all, they are not dead ghosts. The fierce fighting for dozens of days has already made them feel exhausted. Now they just want to find a big soft bed to sleep well.

However, the sky does not follow people's wishes. Compared with their night watchmen and northerners who have no sense of crisis, the savages are already on the verge of life and death:
woo-woo-

Two low-pitched horns sounded from the arrow tower above, and the faces of the people who had been resting on the ground immediately changed drastically, and then they hurriedly picked up their weapons and rushed outside.

A night watchman archer was looking in horror at the dark army of wildlings below, and couldn't help but murmured:

"One horn means your own people, and two horns means you have enemies... the savages are coming!"

"Everyone, don't panic, everyone returns to their respective positions, as long as we unite as one, we will be able to repel the savages!"

Ed stood on the city wall with a longbow in his hand, looked at the nervous soldiers around him, and encouraged him loudly:

"We have repelled dozens of their attacks these days. I believe those savages are as exhausted as we are. As long as we persevere, victory will be ours!"

It's a pity that the passionate speech obviously can't be eaten. Before Ed's speech was over, voices of doubt came from the crowd:
"Master Ed, we are almost running out of arrows and rolling stones, and there are not many bandages and medicines left. When will the reinforcements from the kingdom come?"

Everyone turned around, only to find that the person who initiated the inquiry was a young soldier with bandages all over his face. From the blood-stained bandages, it was not difficult to see that he was injured in a battle with the wildlings.

Seeing that everyone was focusing on him, the young soldier couldn't help but lowered his head in shame, but then asked stubbornly:

"It's obvious that our night watchmen and northerners are bleeding, so why didn't those southern nobles not send troops to increase our numbers, and didn't even send us supplies?"

What is the point of their fighting if they cannot get the support of the southerners for their hard work, and even the most basic supplies are not willing to give them alms?
Might as well let these savages go south!

Hearing this, the surrounding soldiers from the north showed their agreement, apparently very dissatisfied with the nobles in the south.

Looking at the night watchmen who were filled with righteous indignation, Ban Yang showed a look of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and then said angrily:

"Stop talking, now our responsibility is to resist those damn savages, not to find your grievances here!"

Although Bunyan was also dissatisfied with those stingy southern nobles, at least now that the wildlings were approaching the city, as the chief ranger, he could not vent his anger wantonly.

In fact, everyone present did not know that they had wrongly blamed the southern nobles. Dozens of caravans full of supplies and weapons had already been sent to the Great Wall from all over the south.

After all, the news of the savage invasion had spread to the entire continent through the school city, and even the farmers had already heard the terrifying news.

Although the southern nobles who are not directly threatened will still have reservations, they can still ensure the basic supplies.

However, due to the massacre of the Wild Hunt and the looting of the northern mountain clans, most of the caravans failed to reach the Great Wall safely, which gave them such an illusion.

Seeing that the surrounding soldiers were still somewhat dissatisfied, Ed, who had already received the Raven in King's Landing City, could only choose to tell everyone the news, hoping to use this to boost morale:
"Don't worry, everyone. King Robert has decided to personally come to the Great Wall to support us against the wildlings. At the same time, reinforcements from various dukes will come from the sea to support us. The kingdom has not given up on me!"

"Is it true, His Majesty the King will come to the Great Wall in person?"

"Great, as long as His Majesty the King can fight with us, then these savages are just moths to the flame!"

Sure enough, after learning the news that the king would be on the front line in person, a confident smile appeared on everyone's faces.

After all, being a night watchman is an honorable profession now. Countless prisoners and illegitimate children have formed part of the team, and they are hardly welcomed by any nobles or common people.

Not only can you only have limited contact with your relatives and friends, but you even have to wear black clothes all your life in this extremely cold place, and even death will not be forgotten.

The only thing they are afraid of is that when they sacrifice their lives for this country, they still have to bear the discrimination of those southern nobles behind their backs!

Seeing the revived crowd, Ed then turned his attention to the army of savages who had begun to climb the Great Wall below, and shouted in a passionate voice:

"Archers shoot freely, and put down the anchor when the range is sufficient!"

"As ordered!"

After Ed's encouragement just now, every soldier's heart is full of energy, ready to hit the savage below head-on at any time.

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Countless arrows fell from the sky, and thunder stones and logs as big as millstones also began to hit the savages along the slope of the city wall, causing dozens of savages to fall down the city wall, howling.

After all, the Great Wall is a huge city wall with a height of [-] meters. Usually, only those wild people with excellent physical strength and skills can climb the Great Wall.

And the night watchmen at the top only need to harass them a little when they are climbing, it is enough to make it difficult for most wildlings to climb this towering city wall!

However, even so, the savages who were already red-eyed still did not choose to give up, and instead covered the entire city wall like ants.

Seeing the savages falling from the city wall, Mance Rayder's eyes gradually turned red, and he roared angrily:

"Rush to the Great Wall, and kill all those crows and that Stark who want to kill us!"

By observing the temperament on the city wall, Mance already knew that the more than 2 strange troops that suddenly appeared on the city wall recently were vassals of the Stark family.

Those cruel guys, don't they want to give them a way out?
Seeing countless free people climbing towards the top of the Great Wall like humble ants, but being ruthlessly driven off the wall, Mance felt his heart was bleeding.

Just three weeks ago, the wildling camp that was gathering at the Fist of the First Men suffered unprecedented losses from the White Walkers:
Nearly half of the savages were reduced to the souls of the aliens in that catastrophe, and then transformed into members of those monsters!
Mance witnessed with his own eyes those innocent people who died tragically under the fall of the White Walkers. Most of them had their stomachs and limbs brutally ripped open, and there was no possibility of them being alive.

But that monster...that monster covered in blue...

It descended in front of him like a demon from hell, and just raised his hands to bring those dead back to life, becoming its walking dead!
Every time he recalled that scene, Mance could feel his body trembling uncontrollably.

That is the fear from the soul!
Seeing the free folk who fell down from the Great Wall continuously and finally reduced to bloody flesh, Mance couldn't help but focus on the giants who hadn't moved out behind him.

Due to the previous attack by the White Walkers, dozens of giants chose to sacrifice themselves in order to cover their retreat, so there are less than 50 giants following Mance now!

And the giant sitting on the mammoth seemed to have noticed Mance Rayder's gaze, and there was a simple and honest smile on that rough face.

As a giant king who is not good at thinking, he knows almost nothing about Mance's grand plans, only knowing that the other party really wants to lead them to a good life.

And this simple kindness is worth protecting with their lives!

However, it was precisely because of this honesty that Mance's mind was filled with the painful screams of those severed giants being eaten by ghouls, which made him feel ashamed to face the giant king.

It was clearly agreed to take them to the south to live a comfortable life together, but the other party lost nearly half of their clansmen before they crossed the city wall...

Thinking of this, Mance Rayder's eyes showed a hint of determination, and then he set his gaze on a strange horn placed on the table behind him:

"Don't force me, southerners, when the time comes, it's not good for everyone!"

Although he didn't know why those strange ghosts didn't choose to chase after him, Mance still made up his mind to have a good talk with Stark on the city wall.

It would be best if the other party could let the freedmen enter the Great Wall, but if they refuse...

When the ghosts come, everyone will not want to live!

(End of this chapter)