After hearing Lyon's order, the rangers were not surprised because they were already familiar with the commander-in-chief's unique personality.

After a series of fierce battles, only the elite veterans of the Night's Watch survived.

The rangers followed Leon in silence and rushed towards the torrent of zombies rushing out of the dense forest.

In a moment, people and horses were thrown to the ground, and bones and limbs were flying everywhere. The free people who had just surrendered in Fort Custer saw how brave the new boss was, and for a moment they all forgot about life and death.

Olaf took a stick from the fire while the chaos was going on, took two big bites to replenish his strength, then rushed out with his double axes, screaming.

The other Thenn berserkers followed suit, and no one fell behind, charging bravely along the bloody path opened up by the rangers.

"Look carefully! Are there any White Walkers on horseback? If there are any, stab them to death with the dragon crystal!"

Amidst the chaos, Lyon waved his shuriken continuously and shouted loudly. The Night's Watch rangers following him looked around, trying to find any trace of the White Walkers.

Although there are a large number of ghouls around, many of them have been sleeping underground for many years and are only a skeleton.

However, these ghouls were strengthened by magic, and their originally fragile bones became extremely tough. Swords and knives could only produce sparks, but the weapons of the ghouls were sharp enough to defeat skilled rangers and even free folk with a single blow.

Even after losing part of his body, he continued to fight to the death, which was extremely troublesome.

The casualties in the survivors camp suddenly increased.

Fortunately, Leon reminded us in time: "Use dragon crystal to destroy these corpse ghosts!"

The Night's Watch rangers then took out the dragon glass weapons they had prepared long ago, and the situation on the field was finally no longer one-sided.

"Commander-in-Chief! There!"

Amidst the chaos, an unknown ranger suddenly pointed with joy at a figure on horseback on a cliff in the distance.

The figure was tall and gaunt, his skin was as pale as milk, and his cold blue eyes were like twinkling blue stars in the night sky.

He was riding a skeleton warhorse. The horse was tall and had withered bones, as if it was an undead summoned from the abyss of death.

Its horse eyes were deep and cold, revealing an aura of death and also a faint orchid.

The White Walker seemed to notice the ranger's finger pointing at it, and perhaps felt it was an insult. It lightly raised its right hand, and an ice crystal spear instantly condensed in its hand.

Then, it casually threw the spear towards the ranger. Although its action seemed easy and did not use much strength, the ice crystal spear made a sharp sound of breaking through the wind when it flew.

The ice crystal spear left a meteor-like trail in the air, instantly nailing the ranger and his horse to the ground before they could dodge.

The Rangers' sacrifice did not inspire fear among the living; instead, the death of their companions at the hands of the White Walkers aroused their common hostility.

The Night's Watch and the free folk all stared at the cliff with anger in their eyes.

Then, they ignored the obstruction of the zombies around them, and under the leadership of Leon, rushed towards the cliff like a tide.

During the continuous charge, the warhorse under Lyon's crotch was gradually scarred by the fearless hacking of the zombies.

But the warhorse was smart and did not want to lose control and cause the rider on its back to fall and get injured. However, the horse's flesh and blood could not withstand the sword and finally, after a long and mournful cry, the horse stumbled and fell to its knees on the way to the charge.

Leon, who was on horseback, was instantly knocked over by the huge impact. After falling off the horse, he found himself surrounded by zombies.

The subordinates closest to Leon were also blocked by the zombies and were dozens of meters away.

On the cliff, the White Walker had already recognized this fearless human. With the help of a certain being, it invaded his dream and tried to recruit him, but was humiliated by this being.

And after so much time has passed, human beings seem to be growing faster than expected.

A hint of interest could not help but appear on the White Walker's icy face.

It gently waved its left hand, and the zombies that had been fearlessly attacking Leon's subordinates turned around and cast their eyes on Leon. Then, they swarmed over like locusts covering the sun, instantly drowning Leon's figure.

The pressure on the living was instantly reduced a lot. Even if they chased after the corpse ghosts and stabbed them to death with dragon crystals, the latter would not even turn back.

The corpse ghost's target is clear, only Leon.

Jon held the Valyrian steel sword 'Longclaw' in his hand, and the damage caused to the wights by the sword was no less than that caused by Lyon.

Seeing that Leon was surrounded by zombies, a flash of anger and worry suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he wanted to step forward to share Leon's pressure.

However, the White Walkers on the cliff ignored him, as if he did not exist.

"Kill! Rescue the commander-in-chief!"

Jon shouted in despair as he had to chop several times with every step he took, but the number of wights before him was still despairingly large, as if he would never be able to kill them all.

"We can't let the commander-in-chief fight alone!" Dennis also roared.

Prince Olaf of Thern looked at the wights around him with disdain and said, "Brothers, come with me to fuck the assholes of these skeletons!"

As time went by, the place where Lyon was gradually calmed down, as if the center of the storm had shifted there.

On the cliff, the White Walkers witnessed that their army of wights had successfully kept the living out.

Finally, the White Walker moved. The warhorse it rode seemed to ignore the constraints of gravity and was able to gallop down the 90-degree vertical cliff as if it were flat ground.

It wants to meet the human who dares to face it and issue a final call for recruitment.

Because it knows that winter is coming, the Night King needs more capable subordinates to help it conquer or destroy the world.

In the center of the storm, Leon continued to slash tirelessly. After a long time, even the indestructible sword of Black and White Kiss began to show metal fatigue and could no longer kill with one blow.

The White Walker separated his men, walked up to Leon, and said condescendingly: "Submit, the Night King will treat you as well as I do."

However, Leon did not respond, instead he took Ryusei off his back.

Even the extremely powerful magical creatures, the White Walkers, felt a little panic in their hearts at this moment.

Then, it quickly condensed an ice crystal spear with its right hand and then threw it towards Leon.

However, Lyon's speed far exceeds it.

The Glazed bow in his hand was equipped with a specially made dragon crystal arrowhead. In the blink of an eye, five dragon crystal arrows spread out in a fan shape, instantly covering the White Walkers.

Although the ice crystal spear was as fast as thunder, it could not save the frozen person.

It exploded in mid-air less than half a meter away from Leon.

A rare look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the White Walker Youlan. Before it could lower its head to check the arrow stuck in its breastplate, a powerful fire energy from the dragon crystal in its body instantly disintegrated its body.

With the White Walkers as the center, all the wights seemed to have been paused at the same moment, stopping their movements, and then instantly collapsed and disintegrated like broken terracotta figurines.

As the army of the White Walkers was pacified, the blizzard that covered the sky also dissipated.

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