Chapter 152:

Chapter 152:

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After a few days of preparation, we were almost ready to face the challenge ahead, and I say almost because you can't ever be truly ready for a battle. Things can and possibly always will go wrong.

My plan was simple, we had to abandon the north, but not in the absolute sense; after all, I had already evacuated everyone, besides the few stubborn people that refused to go, but that was on them. I was not going to force the little people to obey if they wanted to die. Well, who was I to stop them?

Abandoning the north was just part of an elaborated scheme to lead the Night King's troops to where I wanted.

In war, the location can win you the battle or destroy you. And with the numbers, the Night King has on his side, well. I had no other choice but to rule the environment in my favor.

Which is why I'm gonna be waiting for him close to the bay, that way. My sons will be able to lure the dragon into the water with more ease having the Krakens finish the monster. Not only that. But the krakens could also help from underwater throwing boulders and stuff to the enemies.

This was war, and I had to use every asset I had to its utmost potential.

Each and every single one of my animals was ready to fight and had a role in this fight.

From Ravens to Hawks, my birds were all going to drop bombs within the enemy lines, though not all my animals had a way to permanently kill one of those things; they had other orders.

Like.

Destroy the legs, arms, and head of the undead without it. They can't move, and while still active, they can't act.

"We have sent all the traps; we are ready," Ned said.

Traps, the holy grail of this war, if anyone thought I was going to fight the Night King without debilitating his forces. Well, if someone did. They were wrong.

I had practically covered the north with wildfire mines and bombs; their tasks were simple enough, weaken the undead army. Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience

I had small bombs everywhere, but my most lethal trap was on the beach; I had a rather dark plan if things didn't go as planned, which is why I had turned the beach into a possible gate of hell with the amount of wildfire hidden.

My plan b was to set the entire beach on fire on a wild explosion of green fire that would not only take my army out but every undead with them in a three-mile radius.

Needless to say, this was my last resort to weaken his army.

"What tools?" Ned inquired with curiosity.

"Oh, well," I hummed, "Dawn and Lightbringer," as soon as those words left my mouth, the chaos started.

"How did she manage to get Dawn?" Ned asked in shocked.

"That, I don't know,"

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[Oberyn Martell POV]

I was finally in the north and this damn cold was making me regret ever coming here in the first place; it was literally freezing my balls off.

"I'm literally getting an icicle down there," Tyene said while trembling with cold.

"Stop thinking of Ronard then!" Nymeria hissed.

"NEVER!"

Good god, why couldn't this fight be in a warmer place? The fucking demon had to be a cold one, "Let's go, girls we are a few hours away from where the King is,"

But I suppose things don't always go as one would want.

"Do you think we will survive?" Obara asked, looking at me, "I'm just curious,"

"I don't know," I answered honestly, "But we do what we must,"

"I know," Obara sighed.

My daughters were afraid. not that I blamed them, I was afraid to, and if there was a god willing to hear I pray up there, all I asked said god was if I were to die, that our lives helped this cause for our lives to mean something, I didn't want to die if my life meant nothing in the end, I wanted to win this war.

"Let's go, my little snake; we have a King to serve and a war to win," I patted her head with all my fatherly affection.

"Yes, father,"