Although all soldiers have been equipped with weapons made of Dragonglass,
But when Viserys caught a glimpse of the endless and countless Wights army outside the Wall, an uncontrollable despair still surged in his heart.
Even if these Wights just stand there and let everyone cut them down, it will probably take until next year to eliminate them all.
Viserys At this moment, it finally dawned on me why all the kings in the past dynasties believed so firmly in Long Meng's prophecy.
This war between the living and the dead is truly cruel to the point of despair.
The ice dragon soaring in the sky is even bigger than Balerion the Black Dread·Balerion, which is already difficult to deal with, not to mention the large number of giant eagles and griffons who are helping it out.
Facing such a huge army, how could it be resisted by just a few dragons?
Everyone present had no idea whether they could hold the Wall.
At this moment, Redd, who had just arrived, didn't even have time to say hello to the others.
An arrow with a cloth strip suddenly flew over like lightning and nailed straight to the ground in front of Redd.
There was obviously writing on the cloth strip. Seeing this, Redd was about to step forward to pick it up and check it.
However, Elad rushed forward first, quickly took off the cloth, and looked at it carefully.
After reading this, Elad had an indescribable strange expression on his face.
His eyes were wide open, staring straight at Redd, as if he had seen something shocking.
Viserys noticed Elad's strange reaction, and couldn't help but feel a strong curiosity in his heart.
He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the cloth from Elad's hand, wanting to see what was written on it.
When Viserys unfolded the cloth and saw the contents clearly, his expression instantly became exactly the same as Elad's, full of shock and disbelief.
Seeing this, other people gathered around and asked about what was written on the banner.
Viserys hesitated for a moment, and finally handed the cloth to them.
The banner was passed around, and after reading it, everyone had a strange expression on their face that was exactly the same as Elad's and Viserys's.
Their eyes fell on Redd invariably, as if they were looking at some rare and peculiar creature.
However, in the face of everyone's gaze, Redd seemed extremely calm. He didn't even raise his eyebrows, but said lightly:
"Now that you have finished reading, can you show me the strip?"
Viserys hesitated for a moment, and finally handed the cloth back to Redd.
Redd took the cloth and took a closer look. Only then did he understand why the others had such expressions - the cloth actually asked him to go out and negotiate with Han Shen!
This is simply nonsense. Who would be stupid enough to negotiate with that legendary terrifying existence?
Redd Without saying a word, he directly threw the cloth into the fire and watched it turn to ashes in the flames.
"You don't really believe the nonsense above, do you?" Redd looked at the crowd and said with disdain.
At this moment, a whisper suddenly came from the crowd, "Since we can communicate and negotiate, there is nothing to lose if we try it."
Although this sentence was not loud, it cut through the tense atmosphere like a bolt of lightning.
Redd's ears quickly caught the source of this sentence like radar, and he immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
However, among that group of people, he couldn't be sure for a moment who actually said these words.
Redd frowned tightly, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, scanning everyone's face, trying to find any clues from their expressions.
However, everyone seemed very calm and seemed to have nothing to do with this sentence.
Redd's patience gradually ran out, and there was a hint of anger in his voice. "Who said that? Stand up!"
His roar was like thunder, echoing on the city walls, shocking everyone.
However, no one in the crowd stood up and admitted it.
Redd had a fierce look in his eyes, and his words were full of murderous intent. "If you don't stand up, I won't be polite!"
Amidst Redd's threatening voice, a middle-aged man wearing a plush cloak finally slowly walked out of the crowd.
With steady steps and no fear on his face, he faced Redd directly and said without flinching, "I said it, what can you do?"
Redd Seeing this, the anger in his eyes became more intense. He suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, pointed the tip of the sword directly at the middle-aged man, and said sternly:
"Now you have two choices, either jump off the city wall yourself, or wait to be pierced by my sword!"
His words were firm and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation. The sword in his hand shone with a cold light, as if he was about to stab the middle-aged man in the next moment.
Facing the threat of Redd, the middle-aged man showed no fear.
He quickly pulled out his long sword, grasped the hilt tightly with both hands, put on a posture ready to fight, and responded without any sign of weakness:
"You want me to jump? It's not that easy! If you have the ability, come and try!"
Seeing that a conflict was about to break out, Viserys on the side hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, shouting loudly:
"Duke Terrence, and Redd, please put your swords away quickly! It's not good for anyone if this continues!"
However, Redd did not give Viserys any face. He interrupted Viserys rudely and roared, "Get out of the way! You have nothing to do here!"
Redd completely ignored Viserys's words. He walked forward firmly and decisively without any hesitation.
His movements were quick and sharp, as if he had already decided to take action.
When Redd came to Duke Terrence, he drew his sword without hesitation.
The sword drew a line of cold light in the air, as fast as lightning.
The moment the sword blade intersected with the long sword in Duke Terrence's hand, there was a crisp impact sound, and sparks flew everywhere.
However, this brief confrontation determined the winner in an instant.
Duke Terrence looked at the broken sword in his hand in shock, his eyes widening in disbelief.
Immediately afterwards, his body seemed to have lost its support, and he fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground.
Blood spurted out from Duke Terrence's chest, forming a huge diagonal wound.
The wound was bone deep, and blood flowed like a spring, quickly staining the surrounding ground red.
Despite this, the body of Duke Terrence, who fell to the ground, was still twitching slightly, as if he was still making a final struggle.
However, such injuries are almost fatal without modern medical treatment.