Chapter 365 Escape from birth

"kill!"

Dozens of surviving soldiers armed with torches were killed from the lowest level of the Stark graveyard, but they caught the ghoul by surprise.

However, these ghouls have no fear. Their bodies are already dead. Now they are only relying on some mysterious power to maintain their activities. Their brains will not function, and they will blindly execute the Night King's orders.

Then the ghoul let out a harsh howl, and then rushed towards the group of human soldiers.

For this group of dead people, the power of life is a beacon in the dark, a **** that attracts flies, attracting them all, ghouls swarmed, and dozens of survivors drew their swords to fight.

Bunyan is the leader of this group of soldiers.

Sir Alisha Thorne is the head of the night watchman, but Bunyan is the chief ranger. The officers of the two are similar in rank, and no one can command each other.

However, most of the surviving soldiers are from the North. They are naturally willing to follow the orders of a member of the Stark family, rather than a southerner who doesn't know where they came from.

The light of the torch illuminates the dark cellar. The ghoul seeks any vitality by instinct. In such a dark environment, human eyes are not as sensitive as the ghoul's instinct.

Fortunately, there are a lot of war supplies in the cellar. In addition to food, there are armor weapons and firewood.

"kill!"

Then the man with dark brown hair and long face was dressed in black animal skins, and under the light of torches, he held a long sword in one hand, and rushed to the forefront.

The ghoul on the upper level of the cellar saw the living person screaming and rushed over.

Click

Then Banyan dodged dexterously, and cut off his head with a backhand sword.

"Hey"

However, after the ghoul's head was chopped off, his body was still scratching and biting indiscriminately.

The head that fell to the ground couldn't make a shout, but the blue eyes were still clearly visible, flashing crazily.

Then the chief ranger moved very quickly, and the obsidian dagger in his left hand pierced directly into the chest of the headless ghoul.

The dragon crystal dagger is extremely sharp, even sharper than steel weapons, but relatively fragile, suitable for ending the enemy's life rather than fighting.

The dagger pierced into the chest of the headless ghoul, as if it had pierced the body of a scarecrow, without the slightest feeling of flesh and blood.

The movement of the ghoul instantly stiffened in place, and then as if all the power had been taken away, the body collapsed softly.

Completely dead.

The body of the headless ghoul was killed, and his head was still cracking and opening his mouth, as if he wanted to bite human toes.

Click

But Ulen, the "Lang Crow" who rushed up from behind, was severely smashed with a kick.

Another ghoul also rushed forward, and then Ulen held a torch and stuffed it directly into the ghoul's mouth. The opponent who burned screamed, and then used the dragon crystal dagger to kill the opponent.

The sudden surge of human survivors shocked the ghouls in the entire Winterfell City, and all the ghouls rushed towards here.

Now there are only dozens of survivors left, surrounded by groups.

The survivors have rushed out of the dark cellar at this moment, arrived on the ground of Winterfell, formed a circular formation to deal with the enemies from all directions, and fell into a bitter battle.

Click

Sir Alisa Thorne cut down a ghoul who came up with a sword, his chest was up and down, breathing heavily, and a white mist exhaled from his mouth.

And beside him, a soldier of the Kastark family was thrown to the ground by the ghoul, gnawing on his cheeks and let out a screaming scream.

"Damn it!"

Then the black castle coach with a slightly gray hair took out the Dragon Crystal dagger and pierced it into the back of the ghoul.

The ghoul screamed and couldn't move and was killed immediately. However, the face of the soldier of the Kastark family had been chewed and died in a pool of blood.

"Banyan! We can't fight here!"

"Otherwise everyone will die here!"

Sir Alisa wielded a long sword desperately to fight, and shouted at Bunyan on the other side.

And the Chief Ranger naturally understood this truth, the black-haired long-faced man gritted his teeth slightly, and scanned the surrounding environment.

More and more ghouls have gathered. I don't know why the gates of Winterfell City were closed by the ghouls. There is definitely no time to rush over and take the gates. The only choice is the nearest wall.

"follow me!"

Afterwards, Bunyan gritted his teeth and led the last remaining survivors to fight out of the encirclement toward the city wall.

In fact, they are lucky. After so long, the number of ghouls left in Winterfell is indeed not many, there are probably only a few hundred wandering zombies.

Otherwise, tens of thousands of ghouls stay here, even if each of these dozens of people is possessed by the magic mountain, they will not be able to rush out.

"kill!"

Bunyan still took the lead, leading the soldiers to rush towards the city wall.

The surviving soldiers also burst out with a strong will, and paid a terrible price, which actually caused them to break out of the encirclement of ghouls and escape to the city wall.

"Hey"

The ghouls made a sharp howl, chasing after them frantically.

Now that so long has passed since that great battle, there are still traces of the original war on the walls of Winterfell.

The bloodstains swaying wanton, the broken Stark family flag, the coat of arms of the ice wolves were burned out a big hole, the damaged wall also had traces of blackened by flames, and the arrow cages were densely scattered with arrows.

But even so, the thick snow on the ground still covered most of the traces, and the story of human beings fighting hard here is buried under the frost.

Then Bunyan kicked the kerosene that had not been used up on the city, and threw the torch in his hand to ignite the kerosene.

In an instant, the fire ignited and prevented the ghouls from climbing up the city wall.

The chief ranger panted slightly, then turned and came to the scorched battlement.

He held the battlements with his hands and looked at the deep height below, and then looked around for a short while, and most of the remaining people were killed and injured.

The man's throat moved, and he swallowed and spit.

At this moment, silence is better than sound. There is no need to say anything. Everyone already knows what to do.

gritted their teeth tightly, and then nodded to each other as a sign of encouragement.

Bunyan took the lead to board the battlements, and then jumped down without hesitation.

Followed by Alisa Thorne, who was in her forties~www.mtlnovel.com~Lang Crow' Ulen, and the remaining coalition soldiers who survived, there were only a dozen people left, jumping off the battlements one after another.

and not far away.

Suddenly flames and smoke rose in Winterfell, the Night King riding a skeleton horse turned his head, and a pair of icy blue flames burned in his eyes.

He saw what had just happened, and also saw them jumping off the wall.

However, the Night King was not ready to chase after him. There were only a dozen humans struggling to survive, and it was not guilty of letting him take the shot himself.

They stay in this cold-shrouded land, and sooner or later death will embrace them.

Then the night king urged the horse to enter Winterfell City. With his footsteps, the snow and wind in Winterfell City became even greater.

In the cellar of Winterfell.

Under the darkness, the tombs of the kings of the north seemed to have a slight tremor suddenly.

Wow!

The dust on the top of his head fell swiftly, and the gravel trembled.

(End of this chapter)