Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

Starting from the center of the courtyard, green dragon flames pour out in all directions.

A large number of Dornish soldiers felt a flash of green above their heads, and were instantly burned to ashes.

Tower gate.

Dragon flames scattered every drop, and dozens of masked men who tried to slay the dragon were swallowed up.

The sheep thief stuck his butt out and stretched his dragon tail hard, accidentally getting stuck in the dragon flames.

Suddenly,

"Hiss!!"

With a sharp roar and explosion, the sheep thief exerted 200% of his strength and pulled the card owner's dragon head wildly.

"Sheep thief!"

Aemond was horrified, thinking someone had hurt him.

The sheep thief had a look of pain in his eyes, and the withered dragon head banged against the wall.

Boom!

The thick wall cracked inch by inch and was smashed into pieces.

The sheep thief quickly pulled out the dragon head, screamed and crawled out.

While crawling around with support from its wings, the dragon's tail knocked out the flames and raised its head in resentment.

It wants to see who dares to burn its tail.

The vertical pupils opened angrily, meeting a pair of green pupils.

"Hiss-"

Under a bright moon, the glutton flapped its wings and stayed in the air, overlooking the entire castle with its ferocious dragon head.

The sheep thief glanced at it and stared back with green vertical pupils like an abyss.

Greed, cunning, cruelty...

All the synonyms for evil are well deserved.

"Hiss..."

The sheep thief immediately stopped, glared at the little bug in the courtyard with sincerity, opened his dragon's kiss and sprayed out dragon flames.

It is here to rescue the driver, and first burn out the group of reptiles.

"Roar……"

The glutton's green eyes suddenly landed in the vestibule, and a trace of ambergris spilled from the dragon's kiss.

Rhaegar glanced at it, turned over and jumped off the dragon's back.

One person and one dragon share the same mind.

The glutton feels his wrath, he feels the glutton's appetite for prey.

"Prince, His Majesty is in the tower."

Alec broke through the crowd, staggering forward wearing blood-stained armor.

In the vestibule, two giant dragons were raging, one on the left and the other on the right, with green and brown flames rising into the sky.

The Dornish soldiers were like chickens that had just hatched out of their shells. The dragon killed one with one bite, and killed many with one sweep of the dragon's wings.

Rhaegar's face was cold, walking through the wails and flames, walking towards the tower as if there was no one around.

In front of the tower, mountains of rubble piled up.

Among the scorched corpses on the ground, Haman was stained with green fire, wailing and rolling on the ground.

Rega paid attention to the clan emblem on his chest, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and stepped on the other person's head to cross the gate.

The hall was in a mess and emitted a strong smell of burning.

First glance.

When Rhaegar saw his father unconscious in Ilic's arms, he was furious and rushed forward: "Father!"

He rushed forward and turned to ask Ilic: "What happened? The castle was almost captured by the Dornish people."

After seizing control of Sunspear City, he rushed to Yronwood City without stopping.

He was afraid that because Heigang didn't have enough troops, his father would be in danger.

Unexpectedly, the Dornish people were so crazy that they dared to plot regicide.

Ilic looked ashamed and said weakly: "There is a secret passage in the city. If it weren't for Prince Aemond, your Majesty would have almost encountered an accident."

The timing of the Dornish attack was too subtle.

Alec led the patrol, and Cole patrolled the city gate.

Set fire to move the tiger away from the mountain and seize the gaps in the defense.

No one would have thought that the Dornishmen would directly assassinate the king.

After hearing this, Rhaegar became furious and reached out to touch his father's wounds all over his body, using Ouroboros to treat them.

Sunspear had just been broken, and the news of Keolen's death had not yet spread.

Under this premise, the Dornish people dared to openly kill the king, and their actions were more than arrogant.

Simply lawless!

After confirming that there were no other wounds on his father's body, Rhaegar breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly thought of Aemond.

Turn around and look.

Aemond stood alone on the edge of the ruins, staring here anxiously.

One eye dodges with guilt, the other eye...

Rega was slightly startled and couldn't move his eyes away.

On Aemond's slightly freckled face, a streak of blood ran up and down his left eye.

The eye was tightly closed, the soft flesh was exposed from the wound, and blood was flowing all over his face.

Because of the pain, Aemond's whole body was shaking, filled with sadness.

"Eamond!"

Lei Jia's expression changed slightly, and the Ouroboros that he had already mastered seemed to be distracted.

Aemond was like a lost child who finally found support. His right eye revealed his stubbornness and he whispered: "I didn't run away. I always stood in front of my father."

The voice is soft and contains strong emotions.

Rhaegar's heart felt heavy, and he realized what his father and brother had just experienced, and his lips moved: "Come, come to me."

"elder brother!"

Tears welled up in Aemond's right eye and he rushed forward.

Rhaegar forced a smile and hugged his hard-working brother.

Look at this hall, it's littered with corpses.

Ilic was covered in blood, and his eyes gradually became blurry, as if he would die in the next second.

Aemond suffered blisters all over his back, which cost him his left eye.

Only my father had no new wounds and was well protected.

"hiss!"

As soon as Aemond threw himself into his arms, his movements involved his left eye and back, and he screamed in pain.

I didn't feel anything just now, but as soon as I saw my elder brother coming, I felt severe pain all over my body.

"Well done."

Rhaegar rubbed his head, rested his head on his shoulder, and said with a serious expression: "Aemond, from tonight on, you are a real man."

Having the courage to protect his family in the face of hordes is what makes a Targaryen.

"Yeah~" Aemond choked.

At this time, the unconscious Viserys frowned and murmured unconsciously.

"Aemond... Rhaegar... Come and help him..."

"Aemond... My child..."

While calling out his name, his body spasmed unconsciously.

"Father, I'm here."

Rhaegar hurriedly stopped him, and the Ouroboros swallowed the black air of the cut, and gently comforted his frightened father.

Father has never been a... perfect person.

Riding a dragon to conquer Dorne in person was one of the bravest decisions in his decades of life.

He was assassinated just now, and with his weak body and spirit, he didn't know if he could survive.

As if he heard the voice of his eldest son, Viserys gradually became quiet and fell asleep again.

Rhaegar patted Aemond, then looked at the seriously injured Erik, and said, "Hold on."

Deal with his father, then help them heal.

...

Outside the tower.

The sheep thief was full of malice, rushed into the pile of Dorne soldiers, and slapped them randomly in revenge.

Its scales are extremely strong, and no matter how sharp the knife and axe are, they can't leave a mark.

Even if someone tries to attack the eyes, it is difficult to touch the dragon head that is more than ten meters high.

Dornish soldiers became ants that could be crushed to death at will. Apart from screaming and cursing, they could only wait in despair to be beaten into pulp.

"Hiss--"

The Glutton swept across with a mouthful of dragon flame, and most of the courtyard was filled with dark green flames.

The huge body was taller than the towering tower, and it broke the wall with a slight collision, carrying a huge force like a tidal wave.

"Hiss!!"

Outside the castle, a furious roar sounded.

The Glutton slowly turned his head, and his green vertical pupils tore through the night, reflecting the surging golden flames.

Whoosh--

He looked back at the small courtyard that was like purgatory on earth, and flew away with confidence.

The driver conveyed his thoughts, asking the angry dragon to be quiet.

...

In the city.

Fires spread everywhere, and gunpowder filled the night sky.

Some of the fires were set by humans, but more of them were dragon flames vented by giant dragons.

"Don't fall behind, kill all these Dornish bastards!"

In an alley, Cole frowned and led the soldiers to fight against the Dornish.

The Dornish were numerous and scattered in various important areas of the town.

Fortunately, the soldiers defending the city also regained order from the initial panic and continued to gather towards the main force.

"Don't fight, crossbowmen prepare!"

A shout came from a brick and stone low building above the alley.

Cole looked up in shock.

It was a brothel with three floors.

The window of the brothel opened, and the Dornish leaned out, holding a crossbow and shooting.

The good situation was reversed in an instant.

"Find cover to hide, quickly!"

Cole shouted hurriedly, stabbed an opponent to death with a sword, and ran with his hands over his head.

He was highly skilled in martial arts and had great strength.

But he couldn't save ordinary soldiers.

In one encounter, hundreds of soldiers were shot and killed, and the number was gradually increasing.

"Hiss!"

When Cole was at a loss, a sharp roar came.

"Dragon Flame!"

A cold female voice sounded, containing infinite anger.

Immediately, a scarlet dragon shadow flashed by, and the red dragon flame bombarded the brothel as fast as lightning.

The Dornishman had no time to react, and his upper body was scorched by the dragon flame.

"Hiss!"

Soon, the scarlet dragon shadow swooped down again.

The red dragon flames streaked across the brothel wall, broke through the wooden windows, and squeezed into the room, setting the entire low building on fire.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, another dragon roar resounded through the night sky, and a pale blue dragon flew in the distance.

Helena looked anxious, looking down at the town in the fire.

When she looked up, she saw a scarlet dragon coming towards her.

Melias stretched out his dragon neck with dense horns, revealing the driver on the saddle.

Rhaenys's face was indifferent, and she softened a little when she saw her niece who had been away for a long time: "I just saw Rhaegar rushing over."

After that, regardless of whether the other party heard it clearly or not, she continued to ride the dragon to join the battle.

Helena was confused, and finally gave an order.

"Dreamfire, burn all the Dornishmen along the way."

...

Endless desert.

Under the cover of night, a Dorne army of hundreds of people fled in a panic.

Oliver Yronwood's face was charred, and he staggered at the front of the team.

In the back, the flames of Yronwood Castle soared into the sky, and several dragons circled back and forth.

He had to run.

As soon as he rushed into the castle, he was caught by a bronze dragon and sprayed fiercely, and almost died on the spot.

Forget about assassinating Targaryen.

The ancestral home of Yronwood Castle cannot be taken.

For the time being, he had to run quickly, considering going south to Sunspear Castle, or north to Bone Road.

As for that madman Haman Uller?

The two families are sworn enemies, and they wish that the other party would have no descendants.

As he ran, Oliver found something wrong and stopped hesitantly.

The soldiers behind him stopped, and the adjutant asked questions.

Oliver's face was visibly ugly, and he sniffed deeply a few times.

His sense of smell was very sensitive, and he smelled a special smell.

Boom--

In the distance, a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came.

Olivier looked up stiffly, his eyes wide open in fear.

In the darkness, a huge figure moved, and the outline looked like a snake.

"Hiss... Ga..."

A sharp hissing sounded, piercing the eardrum like a sound wave.

Then, a red flame appeared out of thin air.

A bloodthirsty giant worm with a scarlet body and a body as long as a snake appeared, and its vertical pupils crawled cruelly step by step.

Olivier felt a chill on his spine, staring blankly at the silver-haired figure on the dragon's back.

Damon looked cold and arrogant, looking down at the whole scene with disdain, and said the newly learned dragon training language: "Catch them all in one net!"

Korakshuu did not hesitate and spit out a mouthful of scarlet dragon flame.

In the desert, a flash of fire splashed.

The screams of the Dornishmen disappeared, leaving only the roar of a bloodthirsty giant insect.