Chapter 262

Talking happily with the white witch, gray looked at the ice cover below.

"My mother told me to look at each other when talking to others, or we don't respect others. In order to show respect, let's break the ice cover so that we can see each other."

He tried to make a suggestion, but the White Witch directly thickened the ice cover and scoffed at his suggestion.

Gray looked back at the distance and smiled with satisfaction. After the Griffins left, they came back with stones. A new round of bombing is about to begin.

Moreover, he also saw soldiers running in the distance. Thousands of soldiers had been pressed into the border.

The white witch was also aware of this situation, and her face became very ugly. "The decisive day is tomorrow. You are violating the law of Narnia."

"I asked Aslan. There is no such requirement in the law of Narnia. It must be decided on a certain day, as long as it is within a month after the war." Gray said faintly that he would not leave such an obvious flaw. He asked Aslan before he started.

On the understanding of the law of Narnia, who can compare with the creator of Narnia? So Aslan said it would be fine. Of course it would be fine.

"But you've set the day of the showdown yourself, dishonest despicable."

"What did I say? Do you have any written evidence? " Gray shrugged. "This time, don't you vote?"

"Do you think you will win?" The white witch was very angry, her eyes were evil, and her tone was gloomy.

"Isn't it?" Gray asked, the White Witch camp is in chaos, and the major races in the camp are still confused. She doesn't know what the situation is now and can't organize effective resistance. Does she think she can resist so many troops alone?

In fact, there are not so many people. As long as there are a thousand people, gray feels that he will be beaten to death. Of course, if he doesn't escape.

How many people can the White Witch fight at one time?

The troops coming down from the earth slope have reached the camp, and the two wings surround them to the side. They are not given the chance to escape. If they want to escape, it is the last chance to escape to the back.

"Did you do it on purpose during the day? You deliberately use the appearance of trying to plot against them, in fact, to make me subconsciously relax my vigilance, focus on preventing them from escaping, and then attack us? "

"No, I just play." Gray shrugged. "I don't expect you to see through my plans. Have you ever fought? Sorry, I'm talking about the kind of war that the army and the army try their best to promote in order to win, considering every condition that can increase the odds of victory.

I'm afraid not. Your battle is only a scuffle of thousands of people at most, with formation arrangement at most, and more small-scale fights of dozens of people. In my world, it's called mob fighting, not war.

So you have no experience in war and can't think of that. It's not that you're not smart enough, but that the world limits your thinking. "

The white witch was silent for a moment, hehe sneered, "that's very good. I really don't know. War can be fought like this, but I'm not comfortable. Don't think about it!"

At this time, some people began to rush into the camp to fight with the enemy, and a large number of troops gathered around the white witch.

With a wave of her hand, she melted the ice cover after it blocked a wave of stone attack.

"Kill the white witch." Some people saw the White Witch and began to attack the defense here with people and horses.

After the ice cover disappeared, gray could see the White Witch surrounded by the crowd. She showed a strange smile to herself. The wand lost in front of her and read a series of magic spells, sometimes clear and high, sometimes vague and whispering.

"How can you succeed?" Gray smiled gently, then grabbed a fireball the size of a basketball and threw it down.

But before the fireball hit the target, a vulture flew out behind the white witch. Without any other action, he directly hit the fireball with his body and blocked the fireball falling on the white witch.

As the White Witch continued to sing, gray felt more and more wrong at the bottom of her heart. The White Witch's magic was not simple, but she was surrounded by her own people. Even if she used a wide range of attack magic now, could she still accurately attack the enemy?

Before gray could figure it out, his attacks were blocked by vultures, and the dwarves below began to shoot with bows and arrows, affecting him to continue his attack.

Before long, the White Witch finally completed her magic, opened her eyes indifferently, and spit out a few syllables with unknown meaning, which is not a normal language.

"Sigh of lament!"

With the white witch as the center, the cold wind blew around. At first, it was just like a breeze. Then, the cold wind grew stronger and colder, blowing on the body like a knife cutting an axe.

In less than a second, the breeze completed the evolution from the strong wind. Moreover, a group of people closest to the white witch had been directly frozen into ice sculptures by the cold wind, and ice cream extended from them along the direction of the strong wind.

"All back." Gray exclaimed, and the voice spread throughout the camp.

He was still thinking about the magic of the white witch, which would avoid his own people. Now he found that he was wrong. The white witch was too cruel. She didn't want to avoid her own people at all, or these people were not regarded by her as her own people at all, so she died when she died. There's nothing to regret.

While gray exclaimed, the man jumped directly from the Griffin's back, and then hit the pile of people surrounding the white witch. The falling impact directly smashed several ice sculptures.

Then he felt that the cold wind of the white witch was colder than the coldest place he had ever been in Narnia. It seemed that the cold could directly enter people's bones and freeze the whole person.

Of course, at this time, he could not carefully feel how powerful and magical the White Witch's magic was. At the moment of his landing, he had inserted his long gun into the ground.

The familiar magic array was launched, and the hot breath gushed out of the magic array, but compared with the cold wind of the white witch, this warmth was blown away in an instant, and the effect was a drop in the bucket.

Even gray himself began to have frost on his eyebrows and eyes.

Little jasmine was on his shoulder, but she shrank into his clothes and trembled.

"No, the White Witch didn't use such terrible magic in the original track, and the last one died was crisp. Although she jumped out in the second part, it wasn't so terrible. How could she do such powerful magic if I did it? Was it aimed at me?" Gray couldn't understand, even angry.

How can we not play cards according to the routine? I allow you to have cards, but you can't hang up for me, can you?

"Little Molly, we're ready. We may have to go." Gray bit his teeth and said, it's really not good. He won't fight with the white witch.

"Roar!"

A roar came and Aslan jumped in from the air.

He did not see any other action, but kept roaring, but with his roaring and approaching step by step, the scope of the cold wind was gradually compressed.

When he finally reached the White Witch's position, the cold wind had completely disappeared, leaving only countless ice sculptures around him.

But Aslan also felt bad. His beautiful fur was dyed red by blood. He opened his mouth and gasped. He looked embarrassed and had no dignity in the past.