With Main Castle as the center, countless ice spikes rise from the ground, like waves on the water, wrapped in a howling blizzard, and continue to extend outward.
These ice spikes appeared suddenly and were very sharp. Before the cavalry and infantry in the city knew what was happening, they were penetrated by the raised ice spikes.
The closer to the center of casting, the higher the height and density of the ice spikes.
Under the control of Magic, the dense ice spikes in the city have been squirming, like a working meat grinder, mincing everyone who rushed into Winterfell into mincemeat.
The white sea of icicles extended all the way to the outside of the city wall, and the strong wind and snow blew out all the fires and torches burning outside the city, turning everything into darkness.
The ice spikes stretched out for a full mile, and the infantry surrounding the city also suffered. They had wanted to enter the city to get a piece of the pie, so they all gathered around Winterfell.
The sudden Ice Magic was something they had not expected. Ice spikes emerging from the ice under their feet directly penetrated their bodies or limbs, hanging them high.
For a time, there were wailings everywhere, broken limbs were everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed.
Twenty-five hundred people from Karstark and Frey died suddenly and collectively under the extremely large-scale Ice Magic of Gary.
The further away from Winterfell, the ice spikes will become thinner, shorter and sparser.
By the time Ice Magic spread to the vicinity of Roose Bolton's camp, the height of the ice spikes was less than ten centimeters, which was considered to have reached its limit and lost its power.
Roose Bolton has been watching the battle, but he only saw an overwhelming blizzard suddenly erupted in Winterfell, swallowing up all the lighting flames.
After that, it became pitch black in the distance and he couldn't see anything.
But he could guess that it was the ice Wizard of House Stark that activated Magic.
Roose Bolton called a reconnaissance team, "Go in and see what happened."
There were eight people in the investigation team. They received the military order and slowly approached Winterfell while holding torches.
They didn't go far when the height of the ice spike reached half a meter.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Ice Magic is so powerful. If we were lying on the ground and were attacked by him, we would probably be out of cold." A man with a sinister eyebrow touched the ice spike and sighed sincerely.
The leading scout glared at him, "Stop talking and follow quickly."
The few of them immediately fell silent and continued to move forward. But as they continued to go deeper, they became more and more frightened. The ice spikes gradually became taller and gradually exceeded their height.
As they approached the city wall, they saw a sight they would never forget.
Ice spikes about three meters high pierced countless soldiers and hung high above them.
Some soldiers were not completely dead yet. They kept screaming and wailing and twitching on the ice spikes.
There were many broken arms and legs broken by ice spikes on the ground. They were frozen into fresh ice cubes by Magic, and turned into ice sculptures in a weird posture, which was really terrifying.
The white and red scene is full of visual impact, as if you are in purgatory on earth.
The scouts all turned pale and did not dare to move forward.
They picked a soldier who still had half his life left and dragged him back to the military camp for business.
Inside the military tent.
Roose Bolton listened to the scouts' narrative and then looked at the House Karstark soldier they dragged back.
"The ground was covered with ice spikes? Then more than two thousand people from Karstark and Frey's family were wiped out by Magic? Are you telling me fairy tales? Did you drink before setting off?"
His tone was very light, but it gave off a creepy sense of intimidation.
The scouts couldn't help but tremble and quickly explained, "Your Majesty Duke, what we say is true. If you don't believe it, you can wait until dawn. By then you will see countless ice spikes strung with corpses."
Roose Bolton frowned. These scouts are all veterans who have experienced war. What kind of scene can scare them like this?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but believe it.
The soldier on the ground was hit by two ice spikes, which pierced his thigh and shoulder respectively. Although he escaped fatal injuries, he lost too much blood and had entered a half-asleep and half-awake trance.
"What happened?" Roose Bolton walked up to the soldier, kicked him, and asked.
The soldier shivered in pain, his eyes widened, and he started gibbering inexplicably. "Snow... so strong wind... and ice! They are all dead, all dead... It is the gods, it must be Old Gods who is punishing us for betraying Stark..."
Before he could finish speaking, Roose Bolton chopped off his head.
Blood was sprinkled on the cloth of the military tent and also splashed on Roose Bolton's cheek.
He calmly wiped away the blood on his face and said, "If I go to inquire again, I want the specific situation in the city. Do you understand?"
"Ming... understand."
Except Winterfell, Main Castle.
Gary's plate armor seeped out a large amount of blood, and he himself fell to the ground like a puddle of mud.
Daenerys was still marveling at the power of Ice Magic. He turned his head and saw Gary collapsed on the ground, and hurriedly wanted to step forward to help him.
"Don't move!"
Gary said in a hoarse voice, "My bones are broken, please let me slow down."
"How... how could this happen? Lord God Envoy, how many Mana have you asked for from the Supreme God?"
This was the first time that Daenerys spoke to Gary in such a reproachful tone. Considering her status as a "nun", it was somewhat transgressive.
But the worry in her tone made Gary feel warm in her heart
"If you want to use a mortal body to display the power of a god, you must pay a price. Don't worry, I have the cure Magic, so you won't die."
The fingertips of Gary's left hand lit up with a faint red light, and the red Magic particles enveloped him and healed his body.
His condition was very bad. The skin on his body was all cracked and bleeding. The bones in his body were broken and almost shattered into pieces.
Even my left hand, which had never been injured before, was not spared. The skin was torn and the bones were broken.
When Gary used Magic before, he was enduring the severe pain of body shattering every minute and every second. But he gritted his teeth and endured it, and forcibly finished the move of super large Magic.
Fortunately, he persevered and destroyed the invading enemy forces. He is now bathing in the warm healing Magic, and his body is repairing rapidly, which means that there is no loss at all.
But his physical weakness is about to make him fall asleep.
Gary suppressed his sleepiness and said, "Dany, except for us, there is no one alive in the city. But Roose Bolton outside the city will definitely send people in to find out the information. You need to kill all the spies who come in so that they can't get the information, so that we can continue to buy time."
The dense ice spikes inside and outside the city are a natural barrier. Roose Bolton will probably take some time to clean them up.
"Okay, you have a good rest and leave the rest to me." Daenerys nodded hurriedly.
Gary's eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't hold it anymore, "I'll... sleep for a few days first, and I'll leave everything to you."
Daenerys did not dare to move Gary, but she was also afraid that Gary would freeze to death outside, so she raised a new fire and personally guarded Gary who was sleeping.