Meanwhile, Rayder's attention was not drawn to the unfortunate frozen individuals, but rather fell upon the Army of Ghouls in the distance.
He keenly observed that the Cold God was not on the Ice Dragon, which meant that she was likely hidden within the Army of Ghouls.
Just as Rayder was pondering, something unexpected happened—cracks began to appear in the wall of The Great Wall!
He was astonished to find that the Army of Ghouls was frantically pulling on thick iron chains, which were originally frozen and connected to various points on The Great Wall.
With the assistance of the Ice Dragon, the power of the Army of Ghouls was greatly enhanced. Under their fierce pulling, The Great Wall, unable to bear the strain, collapsed over a large section, forming a huge gap twenty to thirty meters wide.
The moment the wall shattered, the Army of Ghouls surged forward like a breached flood.
They were fearless and charged ahead, as if death held no meaning for them.
The war instantly entered a more brutal phase.
The terror of the Army of Ghouls far surpassed that of the wildling army; they completely disregarded life and death, knowing only to blindly obey orders.
Even if a raging sea of fire, composed of wildfire, lay before them, they would unhesitatingly charge through it, using their vast numbers to physically extinguish the flames.
Just then, the Ice Dragon in the sky, like a blue lightning bolt, charged directly into the blazing inferno.
It opened its massive maw and spewed out an extremely cold, freezing breath, which felt like an arctic gale, carrying bone-chilling cold.
The sea of fire, composed of numerous wildfire, in the face of this icy cold, was like being doused with a basin of ice water, and instantly began to extinguish.
The flames were gradually suppressed, the fire grew smaller and smaller, and eventually, it was completely put out.
Viserys and others on The Great Wall witnessed this scene, their hearts filled with shock and despair.
Despite the soldiers continuously throwing wildfire and shooting arrows, these efforts seemed to be futile against the Army of Ghouls.
The ghouls still surged forward like a tide, approaching The Great Wall step by step.
Viserys, Daemon, and Rhaenyra exchanged glances, all seeing determination in each other's eyes.
They decided to personally ride their dragons into battle and confront the Army of Ghouls.
However, just as they were about to act, Rayder suddenly rushed forward and stopped them.
With a solemn expression, he said to the three, "Dragons are not invincible. Within the Army of Ghouls, there are beings capable of instantly killing a dragon. You must be careful of sneak attacks!"
Daemon completely disregarded Rayder's words. He sneered and scoffed,
"Coward!" Then, without looking back, he quickly left the wall, leaped, and landed steadily on the back of the dragon Caraxes.
As soon as Daemon was settled in the dragon saddle, Caraxes flapped his wings and soared high, flying over The Great Wall, like a meteor, directly towards the Ice Dragon.
Rayder watched Daemon's courageous demeanor, shook his head helplessly, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He thought to himself that he had already warned him, and since Daemon wouldn't listen to advice, he could only let him be.
Anyway, he had fulfilled his responsibility; as for Daemon's life or death, that would depend on his own fate.
Seeing Daemon had already gone ahead, Viserys and Rhaenyra no longer hesitated, mounting their own three dragons and following closely behind.
Rayder stood still, not rushing out like the other soldiers. His gaze was fixed on the Army of Ghouls outside the wall.
His three dragons also remained quietly within the wall, seemingly awaiting their master's command.
Before clarifying the Cold God's specific situation, Rayder did not want to rashly venture out and risk an accident.
He decided to observe the situation first before making any plans.
Just then, Rayder noticed a fallen soldier still clutching his bow and arrow.
He unhesitatingly walked over, picked up the bow and arrow, and then turned to face the Army of Ghouls outside the city.
Rayder took a deep breath, adjusted his posture, and drew the bowstring to the maximum tension the bow could withstand.
The bow and arrow in his hand were crafted from dragonglass, and the arrowhead was incredibly sharp, glinting with a cold light.
He aimed at a target within the Army of Ghouls, then released the bowstring. With a 'whoosh', the arrow shot out like lightning, flying straight towards the ghoul.
Upon being struck by the arrow, the ghoul instantly disintegrated, as if torn apart by a powerful force.
Rayder did not stop his actions; he quickly drew and shot again, repeatedly firing arrows into the Army of Ghouls.
Each arrow accurately hit its target, inflicting immense damage on the ghouls.
However, the Army of Ghouls was not entirely defenseless. They also unleashed a dense and terrifying volley of arrows, which fell like raindrops, making it impossible to avoid them.
Not only that, but there were also flying giant eagles and griffins in the air, as well as various other birds that had turned into ghouls.
These aerial enemies brought even greater trouble to Rayder.
The giant eagles and griffins, due to their massive size, were more susceptible to saturated arrow attacks; they struggled continuously in the arrow rain but were ultimately shot down.
The smaller bird ghouls, however, skillfully weaved through the arrow rain, making them difficult to hit.
Although the damage caused by these bird ghouls was relatively limited and not immediately fatal to soldiers, they served as a distraction.
Many soldiers were flustered by these annoying little birds, unable to concentrate on other enemies.
Faced with this situation, the soldiers could only wait for these bird ghouls to fly close before swinging their swords to cut them down.
But this would divert their attention, giving other ghouls an opportunity.
Rayder, holding his bow and arrow, stared intently at the giant eagles and griffins in the sky.
He found that these massive ghouls were actually easier to deal with.
As long as his archery skills were precise enough and his strength powerful enough for the dragonglass arrowheads to accurately pierce their bodies, then neither giant eagles with wingspans of twenty to thirty meters nor griffins fifty to sixty meters tall could escape the fate of being killed with a single arrow.
Rayder gradually grew fond of the feeling of shooting such large targets, because it didn't require overly precise aiming to easily hit them.
His arrows streaked across the sky like meteors, each hit bringing a scene of shattered ice flying everywhere.
Meanwhile, the Ice Dragon in the air was engaged in a thrilling battle with the three dragons.
The Ice Dragon's icy breath and the dragons' fiery Dragon Flame collided fiercely in the air, creating a spectacle that was both magnificent and beautiful.
However, the situation of the three dragons was not optimistic; they not only had to contend with the powerful attacks of the Ice Dragon but also had to constantly guard against sneak attacks from numerous giant eagles and griffins.
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