Night's King rode a tall and powerful corpse horse and slowly walked up to the group of Wildlings.
It held the black ice spear tightly in its hand, and the cold spear tip shone coldly in the moonlight.
Night's King did not speak, but stared at the Wall in front of him with his empty eyes, and then pointed his spear straight at the towering city wall.
Although Night's King said nothing, all Wildlings present understood its meaning.
It is obvious that Night's King intends to use them as cannon fodder and use their lives to break through the Wall's defense line.
This cruel reality plunged Wildlings people into extreme panic and turmoil.
However, Night's King did not give them much time to think and struggle.
I saw a large number of Wightss quickly dragging hundreds of thick iron chains. These iron chains were like devil's tentacles, tightly entwining all the Wildlingss and dividing them into hundreds of square arrays.
Each chain is extremely thick, and each section has sharp barbs, which makes people shudder.
When Wildlings saw these chains, the fear in their hearts became more intense.
Some smarter people have guessed Night's King's plan, but they did not take immediate action.
They are waiting, waiting for a chance to escape, a chance to survive.
The Wights army was like a raging black wave, driving Wildlings mercilessly, gradually approaching the Wall.
Wildlings, who fell behind, could not escape Wights's pursuit. Once caught up, Wights would kill him mercilessly.
However, what is creepy is that after these beheaded Wildlings fell to the ground, within just ten seconds, their bodies would stand up again, staggering and joining the ranks of the dead ghost army.
This horrific scene frightened the remaining Wildlingss, and they realized that they had fallen into a desperate situation.
In front of the Wall, they had nowhere to escape and could only bite the bullet and charge forward.
However, the iron chains on the Wall tied them together tightly, preventing them from running away and could only rush forward along the only road.
Those Wildlings that escaped from the shackles of the iron chain have become living targets for everyone on the Wall.
Countless arrows poured down like raindrops, turning these Wildlings into hedgehogs.
Their bodies were pierced by arrows and blood was everywhere, but even so, they still struggled to crawl forward, trying to climb the Great Wall.
Everyone on the Wall was shocked by this sudden attack.
They never expected that the White Walkers would drive Wildlings to attack the Great Wall.
This strategy was completely beyond the expectations of Viserys, Elard and others.
However, when they saw that Wildlings had begun to attack the tunnels and gates, the night watchmen and soldiers naturally showed no mercy.
A fierce siege broke out on the Wall.
Night's King stood in the distance, watching indifferently as the Wildlingss fought fiercely with the night watchmen. There was no mercy in his eyes.
As time went by, the Wildlingss gradually opened the tunnel door for entry and exit, and some Wildlingss poured into the tunnel under the Great Wall like a tide.
However, these tunnel entrances are very narrow and cannot accommodate too many Wildlingss. More Wildlingss can only choose to climb the Great Wall.
Redd stood on a high place, overlooking the Wildlingss surging like a frenzy below.
His eyes particularly fell on the Giants clan. These Giantss were two or three times taller than ordinary humans, and were like humanoid tanks.
Even though they were bound by thick iron chains, their running speed was still astonishing, and their strength was beyond imagination.
The heavy iron door used to seal the tunnel was blasted open under their violent bombardment!
Redd couldn't help but imagine how shocking the scene would be if these Giants were put on heavy armor and equipped with heavy weapons.
However, the reality is that the tunnel was quickly blocked by the corpses of Wildlingss, which forced them to clean up the corpses while also dealing with attacks from the city walls.
Redd did not personally participate in the battle. He just watched the bloody fight quietly, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Most of his attention was focused on the ice dragon in the sky.
Obviously, the repaired the Wall wall played a role, otherwise Night's King would not have gone to such great lengths to drive Wildlings to attack the city.
Thinking of this, Redd couldn't help but become curious about Night's King's true intention.
After all, Night's King was once a human being and served as commander-in-chief. His ability to organize troops must not be underestimated.
So, what exactly is Night's King's plan?
It is impossible for him to naively think that these hundreds of thousands Wildlings can break the Wall.
There must be some deeper plan hidden in this, but Redd can't figure it out yet.
Redd secretly thought to himself that if he stood in Night's King's perspective and faced such a huge army, he would definitely not rush to attack.
After all, with all the troops gathered in Seven Kingdoms, plus Night's Watch, the number of people participating in the war alone is as high as hundreds of thousands, not to mention the various craftsmen responsible for logistics and the personnel responsible for food transportation.
The total number of these people definitely exceeds one million, and may even approach 1.5 million!
Such huge food consumption is a heavy burden for any party.
If Redd was Night's King, he would choose to lead the Wights army to station outside the Wall for half a year.
After all, the Wights army has no logistical pressure, they don't need to eat, and they don't feel tired.
In this way, there is no need to start a war. The Night Watch and all the soldiers will gradually weaken due to hunger and eventually defeat themselves without a fight.
Just as Redd was thinking wildly, the huge ice dragon in the sky finally made a move.
It swooped down like a bolt of lightning, and when it was still quite a distance away from the Wall, it opened its bloody mouth and spit out a powerful breath of Ice.
This breath seemed like a cold current spewing out from hell, carrying biting coldness and destructive power as it rushed straight towards the Great Wall.
Those Wildlings did not expect that the ice dragon would suddenly attack, and many people did not even have time to dodge.
In an instant, they were enveloped by the breath of Ice, and their bodies were quickly frozen into ice cubes, as if time stopped flowing at this moment.
Many soldiers on the Great Wall were also caught off guard and were hit by the sudden freezing attack. They instantly lost their ability to move and were firmly trapped in the ice.
Redd's eyes were always fixed on the ice dragon in the sky, not daring to relax at all.
When he saw the ice dragon swooping down from high altitude, he quickly stepped aside without hesitation and kept a safe distance from the ice dragon.