Such a result was obviously not what Redd expected. He originally thought it would bring greater losses to the Wildlings tribe.
Redd Standing on the battlefield, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
He realized that relying solely on these Direwolf, it might be difficult to achieve his expected goals.
So, he quickly climbed onto King Ghidorah's dragon's back and said to King Ghidorah, "Let's find more ferocious animals!"
When King Ghidorah heard Redd's command, he spread his wings without hesitation and flew high into the sky with Redd.
High in the sky, they began to search for suitable targets.
It didn't take long for Redd's eyes to be attracted by a snow bear in the distance.
The snow bear was all white and huge, more than three meters tall, and looked extremely ferocious.
Redd was secretly happy, feeling that this snow bear was exactly what he needed.
He pointed at the snow bear and decisively ordered King Ghidorah: "Kill it! Try to keep the body intact!"
After King Ghidorah received the order, he immediately swooped down like an arrow from a string.
Its speed is extremely fast, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky.
In the blink of an eye, King Ghidorah flew above the snow bear, and then with astonishing power and speed, the three dragon heads opened at the same time, biting the neck, forelimbs and abdomen of the snow bear respectively.
As King Ghidorah bit hard, the snow bear was slammed to the ground.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the snow bear's body hit the ground heavily, killing him on the spot.
A large amount of blood flowed from the snow bear's mouth and nose, and its eyes were wide open, as if it was still shocked by the sudden attack.
Redd Slowly stretched out his right hand, palm facing upward, facing the dead snow bear body.
His fingers were slightly bent, as if exerting some mysterious power.
Suddenly, the snow bear's eyes glowed with ice-blue light, which became brighter and brighter, like two blue gems shining in the darkness.
As the light intensified, the snow bear's body began to tremble. Its body gradually resumed movement, and its originally stiff limbs began to move.
Finally, the snow bear seemed to wake up from a deep sleep and stood up again. Its tall body was particularly eye-catching in the snow.
Redd looked at the resurrected snow bear in front of him with a satisfied smile on his face.
However, just one snow bear is obviously not enough, he needs more power to complete his plan.
So, in the next two days, Redd worked tirelessly to search everywhere, and finally collected a hundred snow bears.
During this period, Redd also had an unexpected gain - he discovered three woolly mammoths.
These mammoths are extremely huge, reaching a height of seven meters, a length of nine meters, and a weight of more than ten tons!
Their ivory is ferociously curved, more than three meters long, like two huge scimitars, exuding a frightening aura.
Such a mammoth is definitely at the level of a heavily armored tank.
Redd was secretly glad that he was really well prepared this time.
With these powerful snow bears and mammoths, he believed that he would be able to successfully defeat the cannibal tribe not far away.
Sure enough, when Redd led his Wights army and these giant beasts appeared in front of the cannibal tribe, those Wildlings were completely stunned.
Although they resisted desperately, their resistance seemed so weak in the face of such a powerful force.
In the end, many Wildlings and many Night Watchmen died in this bloody battle.
For those who escaped, Redd did not order Wights to pursue them.
On the contrary, he deliberately let them leave in order to let them spread the news about Wights's appearance.
In this way, everyone will think that this is Night's King's masterpiece, and will firmly put this blame on Night's King's head.
Redd stood on the messy battlefield, looking at the hundreds of Wildlings corpses that had just died on the ground.
He hesitated, but finally resurrected them into Wights without the help of Night's King's arms.
These corpses just lay there quietly, waiting for the passage of time to naturally turn into Wights.
Redd decided to wait here for a while. He thought to himself that those Wildlings who escaped would definitely go to move reinforcements. In this way, they would inevitably attract more people.
By then, these newly resurrected Wights will have a good time to watch.
Redd carefully hid far away. He originally expected to wait for several days before the dead on the ground would gradually transform into Wights.
However, what he didn't expect was that this time the deceased transformed into Wights at an unusually fast speed.
It was only on the second night that the hundreds of dead bodies originally lying on the ground had all turned into Wights and stood up one after another!
This sudden change made Redd a little shocked. He did not expect that the deceased would transform into Wights so quickly.
Although he knew nothing about the reason, he felt that this was undoubtedly a good thing.
Without any hesitation, Redd made a prompt decision to direct this disaster elsewhere.
He cleverly took advantage of this situation and through some means, successfully guided Wildlings and the night watchmen from other tribes to learn about what was happening here.
When these people rushed in, they happened to encounter hundreds of Wights who were preparing to go to the ice and snow plains.
A fierce battle broke out immediately, while Redd was leisurely hiding in the distance, watching the melee with cold eyes.
Whether it is Wildlings, Night Watch or Wights, as long as someone dies in this battle, Redd can get energy points from it.
To him, this was an effortless feast.
It has to be said that this was Redd's first attempt at being the sixth child. Using this insidious method, he actually felt an unprecedented sense of relief.
So, no wonder so many people are keen on becoming conspirators. After all, apart from the fact that it requires a little effort, this profession is really too tempting.
Redd carefully observed the situation on the battlefield, and he secretly estimated in his mind that those hundreds of Wights might be enough to cause heavy casualties to Wildlings and the night watchmen, with thousands of people.
Thinking of this, Redd couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile.
However, although these hundreds of Wights are powerful enough, Redd decided to use the power of Night's King again.
After all, these are hundreds of energy points!
At the thought of losing so much precious energy, Redd still felt a little reluctant.
However, when the benefits are in front of you, all risks seem to become insignificant.
Just like those who quit gambling, they cannot give up their gambling addiction no matter what, because they have already forgotten the risks in the face of huge benefits.