The Roar of the Ice Dragon

[Thunder Gun]

[Summon the thunder gun and throw it straight forward.]

The straight trajectory and indestructible strength make the thunder gun Robb's favorite spell. He has used this prayer spell to defeat countless powerful enemies.

In the world of "Song of Ice and Fire," although spells are still accepted and believed by people, these strange abilities have long been hidden in the dust and are unknown to ordinary people.

When the soldiers on the battlefield saw that Robb could actually control lightning and play with this most powerful and mysterious force of nature, everyone's heart was filled with waves.

Miracle!

Fortunately for the Wolf Cavalry, they had seen Robb kill prisoners with a blade made of red lightning before, but this was the first time the Lannister army had seen such a scene.

They were stunned, and many of them had not yet recovered when Robb had thrown the thunder gun.

"Protect the Commander-in-Chief!"

"Lord James!"

"Block!"

Uh-huh...

Robb's thunder gun was undoubtedly aimed at James. Capture the thief first and capture the king first. As long as James falls, this battle is mostly won.

However, the servant knights of the Lannister family also reacted quickly. Without being sure of the power of this move, they all risked their lives to stand in front of James.

The powerful penetrating ability of the thunder gun directly penetrated these people, came directly in front of James' helmet, and knocked his helmet to the ground, revealing his golden hair.

It's a pity...

Robb shook his head; someone was willing to use his body to block his prayer spell.

James watched the four knights in front of him fall to the ground trying to save him. He was shocked and angry. He didn't know what evil method the other party used.

But soon, he came to his senses and shouted loudly to his soldiers: "Don't be afraid, he was just making a fool of himself. It would take a few seconds for that little kid to unleash such evil magic, so we rushed forward and chopped him down!"

In order to motivate his men, Jaime added a lot of conditions: "Lannister, any debt must be paid! Robb's head is five hundred gold dragons; we will do what we say!"

Under the temptation of massive gold coins, The Lannister family's army has regained a lot of morale. For humans, life is not a problem as long as there is enough profit.

Three thousand cavalry faced off against less than 300 cavalry. The side with superior strength had high morale.

The strange thing is that the side with fewer people is also full of fighting spirit. This will be a bloody battle.

"Come on, don't give that little ghost wizard time to cast spells, kill them all!"

James took the lead and roared.

But he was soon surpassed by the more greedy Lannister soldiers, and the power of the five hundred golden dragons was far beyond anyone's imagination.

Three thousand cavalrymen charge towards the same target together. This momentum is enough to become a terror in one's life and death.

The arms of the wolf cavalry holding the spears were also shaking a little. This was their first time participating in this kind of battle, and it was also their first official battle as wolf cavalry.

Fear, excitement, bloodthirsty, nausea... all kinds of emotions were intertwined together and were finally suppressed by the emotion called reason, and the brain was emptied to a blank.

Looking down at the enemy, Robb saw three thousand pairs of greedy eyes staring at him viciously.

There was no emotion in his heart. He had seen more crazy eyes than this one.

But if he directly let his less than 300 wolf cavalry fight these 3,000 people, even if they could win, it would be a miserable defeat. In the end, there would probably be only a few people left. This was not the result Robb wanted.

Therefore, Robb decided to show his true strength a little and see how much large-scale battles he could completely control.

Robb suddenly stood on his horse, looking down at all the Lannister soldiers who were about to rush towards him.

Then, all the soldiers on the battlefield saw an unforgettable scene.

"What the hell is that?!"

Under the moonlight as white as snow, the originally sultry weather suddenly turned cold, and white became the main color at some point.

Robb jumped up on his horse, his hands burst into red sigil light, and then a fantastic blue rune appeared above his head.

Then, a shadow of a giant dragon's head appeared on Robb's head!

The shadow of this giant dragon completely covered Robb's head, making Robb look like a fantasy creature with a dragon head and body!

The phantom of this dragon head is completely white. If you carefully study the white horns and scales under the sun, you will find that the white color is actually the frost covering the black dragon scales.

The giant dragon's shadow opened its mouth, and the cold elements condensed in its mouth, gradually forming a blizzard.

The next second, the ice dragon's breath spurted out from the dragon's air!

Winter has arrived!

[Poleus' Ice Mist]

[Transform yourself into a dragon and spray Poleus' Ice Mist from the sky.]

Poleus was originally a giant dragon living on the snow-capped mountains of the plateau. Affected by the environment, its dragon breath turned into a unique ice mist dragon breath. In addition to causing huge amounts of damage, it can also freeze the opponent.

It just so happens that our faded comrade has mastered a powerful and mysterious secret technique and has a bit of a quirk of collecting things, so A'Dai can learn the dragon's breath spell in front of him by killing the dragon and eating its heart.

"Ughhh! It's so cold!"

"Dragon! I saw a dragon! Robb turned into a dragon; are my eyes blurry?"

"Run!"

"Is it witchcraft? I just saw him; he looks weird!"

James was anxious: "Don't even run! Kill Robb first and supervise the team!"

In just half a minute, the Lannister army at the front lost one to two hundred people instantly, either frozen to death or losing all combat capabilities.

There were also a dozen frozen corpses placed at the front.

James had just accidentally arrived at the middle and rear wing of the team. Fortunately, he was not directly frozen into a popsicle by Robb. Otherwise, James would have had one more thing worth talking about that will be preserved for future generations.

On the hillside, the spell casting was finished. At this time, Robb felt the legs of the horse under his feet trembling. It must have sensed the suppression of the dragon's blood. The tears could not stop flowing, and the body almost fell to the ground.

Even the arrogant and domineering direwolf Gray Wind, who had always been unafraid of neither heaven nor earth, clamped his tail during Robb's transformation, as if he sensed some fear.

Robb felt his body: "Although there are no blue bars in real life, these spells consume my mental energy. There is no elemental bottle here to help me recover quickly. I can only return to blue through rest."

"Short time I will never be able to cast this advanced spell again."

After Robb summarized his physical condition, he turned around and saw that the Lannister army that had been breathed by frost had been in disarray and could not maintain its formation.

The lords fighting on their own have poor discipline and cannot keep up with Robb's highly centralized fighting style.