Flapping his wings, Zhao Mai flew up to the sky and turned his gaze to the distance. He saw the flag, golden and red flags, held high by teams of black cavalry, gathering towards the forest where the savages were. He heard the sound of trumpets, a loud and sharp long trumpet. The savages had no trumpets, only battle trumpets, and the same was true for the night watchmen, so the trumpets were the enemy. Zhao Mai turned in the air and flew towards the cavalry.

At this moment, a fire light shot towards Zhao Mai, and the light was bright and dazzling, just like the feeling of the sun at noon. Zhao Mai quickly dodged and flew by the ray of flames. Its feathers were ignited, but were quickly extinguished by the power of ice.

The red lightning exploded above his head. Zhao Mai wailed and could not continue flying. He suddenly fell to the ground. There was the power of a spell in the lightning! He was not seriously injured, but was just startled. He slapped his wings twice and Zhao Mai slid for a while, just landing in the direction of the cavalry's advance.

Gray and black armor, golden and red flags, black stags standing in the heart of flames, it was Stannis Baratheon! Didn’t the iron vault go bankrupt? How did he gather such a large army? Just after a few glances in the air, there were more than five thousand cavalry in this direction! From other directions, Zhao Mai saw more infantry, holding spears, swords, shields, bows and arrows. He also saw high-speed light cavalry interspersed in it!

And it was not only that. Above Stannis's army, the magic flames rose, and the bright red spells formed a fire cloud, which was it that kept emitting red lightning. Zhao Mai landed on the ground, turned back into a human form, and looked downwards with the red clouds. He saw a woman in a bright red robe with copper-red hair spread around her shoulders. She rode on a horse, walking side by side with a tall, bald, black-bearded man with serious expression.

Can't lose to her? She? Is she referring to the red-robed priest Melisandra? Zhao Mai roared: "Stannis Baratheon, stop marching immediately!"

The roar brought the cold wind and snow in the north toward the army of steel. The horses neighed in fear, but the warrior wearing a helmet covering his face was unmoved and controlled his mount to continue moving forward. A red ray of fire fell from the sky and flew towards Zhao Mai. "How can you make you happy?" Zhao Mai stretched out his hand.

"Look, that fool is overestimating his ability to catch the fire." A flattering voice from the knight beside Stannis floated into the ears of the red-robed woman Melisandra, but it could not change her expression at all. The devout priestess saw the prophecy from the fire, and she knew that she would encounter a real enemy on the snowfield in the north.

Zhao Mai reached out and grabbed the fire ray with his flesh palm. In the violent flame, there was still the power of lightning, constantly trying to stab his skin. This energy is absolutely deadly to ordinary people, but it is not enough to really hurt him who is already prepared. Using the supernatural powers to stir and pull, Zhao Mai used the Witch King's skills to roughly strip the caster's control of the spell and turn the flame ray into pure elemental energy. After that, he only needed his mind to flow, and then transformed the flame in his hand into a spear, inserted it on the ground, and burned like a torch. The power of magic in this world is still too low, and Zhao Mai can do many magical things that cannot be done in Atas.

A wisp of blood flowed down from the corner of Melisandra's mouth, and also flowed into Stannis' heart, causing him to be injured. "The whole army charges! Blow the horn of the charge!" He pulled out his sword, waved forward, and fought with horses, shouting loudly: "Rise the sword! Eliminate the savages! Eliminate heresy!"

The sword forest flashed, the cavalry accelerated, the earth trembled continuously, and the horse's hooves were like continuous thunder, rumbling. But after all, it was not real thunder, and the power of nature was even stronger! Zhao Mai knew that he could not use his flesh and blood to block the five thousand cavalrymen, nor could he use magic to kill so many people, but it was not impossible to stop their charge!

The first spell: the quicksand trap. In Atas, he used this spell to ambush the Tauren's replica. Although quicksand cannot come out in the frozen areas, the natural force will still help him create a soft ground, like a swamp, but it is colder and deadly than a swamp.

The second spell: the plant grows. Zhao Mai mobilized the surrounding natural force and even used part of the power to the Great Wall not far away. He asked for help from every vine, every green grass, and every tree.

The third spell: entanglement. On the soft ground that was turned over by the quicksand trap, countless grass suddenly exploded, vines and tree roots, entangled with each other to form obstacles. The cavalry continued to accelerate, trying to jump from above - this was exactly what Zhao Mai envisioned.

The fourth spell: thorns grow! All plants look unchanged in appearance, but the surface becomes hard and sharp, like swords. Through the natural force, Zhao Mai told the charge horses this information, making them timid: as long as they dare to jump, their intestines will be broken. Although the knights kept urging, they had already begun to slow down. The front line began to become scattered.

The woman in red robe stroked the giant ruby ​​on her chest, murmured, and prayed for power to her fire god Rahlo. The thunder cloud formed by the flames pressed towards Zhao Mai, and the flashes kept bursting out sparks in the clouds, making a threatening gesture.

Things on the ground will eventually be resolved in the air. Zhao Mai looked up at the thunder clouds in the sky. The power of the flames was incompatible with the ice outside the frontier. What can the God of Fire have to go wild on the land of the old god? Although Zhao Mai did not believe in the old god, he could use the power of the old god's natural force! He raised his hands high and asked the force of the natural force to gather at him and turn it into a thunder cloud according to his own wishes.

Thunder call technique!

It seems that the fire god Rahlo, brought by the red robe woman, angered the old god, so with the help of Zhao Mai's hand, the scale of the thunder clouds far exceeded his expectations! Half of the sky was shrouded in the light green clouds, and white lightning wandered in the clouds like snakes. From time to time, some lightning landed and bombarded the sides of the cavalry team. Under the threat of nature, the war horses could no longer bear it. They either fell to the ground with their legs soft, or they neighed and stopped, and never moved forward.

The red lightning attacked Zhao Mai, but was cut off by the white lightning in the middle. Zhao Mai looked at the two great gods on his head with a confused expression. Now the thunder cloud magic is no longer completely under his control. The old god is using his hand to beat the fire gods from afar. Red or white shiny electric sparks are constantly falling from the top of his head, as if another heavy snow has fallen.

After all, the old god has the advantage of home court, and the Great Wall of Desperation is not far away. It has a history of eight thousand years, and the power it gathers and contains is incalculable. In addition, Zhao Mai, his magic power is also stronger than that of the woman in the red robe. After a while, the red thunder cloud was defeated and rolled and dissipated. The light green thunder cloud "showed its power" for a while, and slowly disappeared.

Zhao Mai blinked and took advantage of this time to shape a completely transparent invisible ladder with his spiritual power. He walked up, just like standing in the air, and the dragon roar echoed on the battlefield again: "Stannis Baratheon, stop marching, or bear the consequences!"

Stannis held his sword high and was about to force the army to attack, but someone grabbed his arm. His Prime Minister, "Onion Knight" Davos Sheews, grabbed his arm: "King, it is not appropriate to attack now, and the cavalry cannot break through the obstacles in front of him." He also pointed to his side obscurely. Following the direction of his finger, Stannis saw the woman in red robe shaking and looking weak.
Chapter completed!