Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

There are hills on the edge of the beach with a little green trees dotted on it, but most of the trees here have been cut down and used as farmland.

And Luce Bolton's skinning army, and Stannis' mixed army seized the hills as the commanding heights.

Luce Bolton listened to the drums, his heart pounding with the rhythm on his chest, cold sweat under the layers of leather and steel armor.

He watched the one-armed Sir James Lannister ride his horses coming and going on the front line below. Shouted loudly, gesticulating.

The composition of the left army in the west is mostly cavalry, but it is not the assault force composed of knights and heavy lancers like the right wing. It is mostly elite.

Archers wearing only leather armor, a large number of undisciplined free riders and wandering warriors, are temporary troops riding plow horses and holding rusty swords left by their grandfathers.

They are looking for boys who have barely completed their training from the small towns along the way, as well as elderly farmers.

And some aborigines of the Gaoshan clan.

They were dispatched to the forefront, preparing to face the first wave of attacks on Wind's Breath, fearfully.

In the eyes of the nobles, they are all cannon fodder.

On the left-wing hills, there are not only no spearmen, but few archers, and knights are even rarer. They are all poorly equipped and unprotected people.

Moreover, it is still led by some ruthless men who do nothing through their brains and use their will.

Such an army looks ridiculous, but Tywin Lannister expects them to defend the left wing.

Because these desperadoes are mercenaries who are too used to licking blood.

Bolong hid in the dark, looking at the dense army, making his sword-holding hands twitch.

He didn't know whether he should join this **** war.

Because he is a traitor to the Lion's side, and the Wind's Breathhold side does not know that he is his own.

"Shoo..."

Bolong behind the rock kept breathing deeply, he had never been so nervous before.

He wanted to escape, but the King's Road was already heavily guarded.

No, he can only wait for the opportunity to move according to the situation.

"Boom!"

After several loud noises, the garrison of Fengshibao rammed open the outer wall of the ship that had become weak with a ram.

Under the command of the deputy commander of the Wugou, they are very disciplined, and they are not willing to do anything, fighting alone, but a dozen people and horses fighting together!

Countless unsullied people emerged from the passage. They hid behind the barrier formed by shields and spears, and marched forward in unison.

Karratha, who lacked horses, followed them to form the second battle.

The leaders of the coalition army rode armoured war horses to lead the soldiers forward, and the flag-holder raised the family flag and walked side by side with them.

The Dragon King banner on the opposite side was waving in the wind, flying above the long pole, like a fierce horse and three-headed dragon leaping on the banner.

The bugle that launched the charge sounded, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, low and long, like the cold wind from the land of eternal winter, shuddering. ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Lannister's horn immediately responded, beeping-beep, beep-beep, beep-beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep

As the trumpet died down, hissing and killing filled the vacancies.

"Charge! Kill!"

The archers on both sides of the hero sprinkled a shower of arrows, and his unsullied ones ran fast, roaring as they ran.

Lannister's bow and arrows fought back and greeted them like hail. A hundred branches and a thousand branches were innumerable in an instant.

Many people on both sides fell to the ground with arrows, their shouts turned into wailing.

At this time, the second wave of attacks had fallen from the air, and the archers put the third arrow on the bowstring one after another.

The old Mosuo who was in the middle of the army hissed and shouted: "The trebuchet is launched!"

"Whizzing!"

A barrel of burning asphalt, and a barrel of oil spinning beyond the range of the arrow, fell into the lion's vanguard.

Tywin Lannister possessed the power and mind of treacherous wisdom, and he did not order the slingers to fight back.

Because those miscellaneous troops are garbage used to consume the enemy's armaments and combat power.

When the Unsullied Man submerged the first cannon fodder like a wave, Tai Wen ordered the slinger to operate and launched a counterattack.

After the huge slings were set up, under the shouts of the slingers and the operation of ropes and pulleys, countless cobblestones and pitch buckets were thrown into the extremely high sky.

These flaming birds fell like deadly hail in the first battle before the battle was over.

Many fuel barrels have been improved by Pyromancers through unique technology, and exploded into a ball of flames in mid-air and sprayed on the ground.

Soon, the vanguard of the Miscellaneous Army and the Unsullied were caught in a sea of ​​flames.

In this chaos, another wave of flying arrows, which was less dense but farther in range, fell.

These things not only pierced the vanguard, but even pierced the outer walls of the ship!

When people figured out what it was, they couldn't help but uttered horrified shouts.

"That's King's Landing's Dragon Slaying Crossbow!"

The weapon that can slay dragons is too terrifying. It will not stop because of contact with a physical body, and an arrow can be placed in a row of people!

Even the strongest people couldn't help but be moved when they saw this sight. The wounds of those who were hit by the arrow were extremely infiltrating, with big blood holes.

Judging from the facial expressions of the fallen man, everyone suffered extreme pain before death, and it was incredible!

Although these people died miserably, no one pityed them on the battlefield.

They were deprived of the last trace of dignity, and were trampled on by the red-eyed killers on both sides!

Karratha rushed to kill while cursing the enemy in vain.

The other party did not fear the curse, and continued to fill the giant arrows, and could not understand the language of the Eastern humans.

Soon, the morale of the unsullied fell into a new low, and not many people dared to stand up and move on.

Think about it, hundreds of dragon-slaying giant crossbows are placed in the middle army, and a giant arrow that is sharper than a spear is constantly firing through the gap in the battle line. Who can hold it! ?

In the melee, who can complete the position well and align with the enemy's battlefield?

At this moment, a beast roar exploded!

"Wow!"

The figure of the bloodstained white lion appeared on the outer wall of the ship, and its appearance instantly attracted people who were temporarily out of the picture.

"That, that is Zhuo Ge's beast pet!"

Not only that, everyone also found a person sitting on the back of the white lion, who was as big as an ox.

The sharp-eyed man called out.

"That's Tyrion Lannister!"

Tywin Lannister's face sank, and he shouted coldly, "Kill that beast, the dwarf who rebelled against the Lannister family should be killed! Even if he is my son!"

Hearing his father's declaration, James Lannister's expression dimmed, and for a moment he was mixed.

"Roar!"

The snowball running at full speed was as fast as lightning, and it rushed into the melee zone in an instant.

It rampaged like a bull, and soon rushed to the enemy's army.

No one could clearly capture the snowball movement. In no time, all the crossbowmen were either knocked off or torn apart.

Such a terrifying combat power made everyone awkward, even if they predicted that the target of the Snowball was the operator of the Dragon Slaying Crossbow, they could not stop it.

Even forming a human wall will not work!

But Tywin Lannister, who had an indifferent look, had already fled the Chinese army and ran to a safer rear on his horse.

Without waiting for new crossbowmen to make up, Snowball moved again.

This time its target was no longer the bowman, but the dragon slaying giant crossbow. Under the instructions of the little devil, it slapped the important parts of the giant crossbow with one slap.

As long as the giant crossbow cannot function normally, it will turn to another one.

The deadly threat disappeared, and the old Mosuo assigned to deliberately stay out of the range of human power and bow and arrow. The giant Roman, who never left, led Karratha to launch an assault.

Perhaps understanding the importance of this battle, the giant mobilized almost all of its power this time and continued to roar.

This is the voice that conveys his will and strength, and he becomes more destructive.

As he ran, or the sledgehammer fell, there would be a screaming scream.

When the giant comes, even the most determined warrior will be smashed to the ground by fire orchids, trampled into thin mud by horses and horses.

Otherwise, they just stood stiffly, letting their weapons fall from their weak hands, their minds were completely covered by darkness, and they no longer wanted to resist, all that was left was hiding, fleeing, and death.

The strong shield behind the palace waved a spear, followed the trend, shouted a command, and the voices of thousands of people responded immediately.

Jacques Lang Romo kicked his horse belly, joined the noisy chorus aloud, and rushed forward with everyone.

"The coast! The end of our victory is on the coast!"

When Old Mosuo rode his horse away, he kept roaring: "Remember! We will drive them into the sea and let the wildfire that is still raging to end their lives!"

When he started sprinting, James was still taking the lead, but the terrifying cry made him timid.

He turned the horse's head and ran to the rear.

Others naturally followed up too, leaving Tyrion and others in the smoke that they raised.

"No, we can't retreat! Retreat is a dead end. Only brave resistance and a decisive battle with them will have a ray of life!"

"Listen to the screams from the rear, do you want to be burned to death by wildfire, or do you want to die in a straightforward battle!?"

There is only one life, Tai Wen's previous words are in the ears of most people, and they can't be absorbed at all, but after this, there are those screams that ignite their blood.

"Kill!"

"Kill those invaders!"

Seeing the fighting spirit of the Western Territory army ignited, Tai Wen yelled to the left and right: "Stannis, Luce Bolton, Euron Greyjoy, Mace Tyrell, do you still want to wait and see? This battle? If we lose, it will not destroy the hearts of the people, but everything you have!"

"This old guy is as cunning as ever!"

The little devil riding on the back of the snowball cursed secretly, knowing that his father's words would definitely be effective.

Sure enough, those same shrewd old foxes stopped watching and led the team to join the melee.

On the right flank, a group of Terror Castle Spearmen formed a half-moon formation, like a steel hedgehog with thorns on both sides, hiding behind a tall oak shield painted with the coat of arms of the skinner, walking down the hills and starting to push towards the beach.

Stannis led a team of miscellaneous troops, formed a wedge-shaped formation, and took the lead in fighting the enemy.

They were met by the spear troops of the Unsullied.

Facing the long line of spears, half of the horses stopped sprinting at the last minute and dodged.

Others were rampaged, with the point of gun shooting through their chests, and died on the spot. In an instant, hundreds of people fell to the ground as a result.

Davos's mount was scratched by the neck of a spiked spear, and it stood up, stretched out its feet and kicked out.

The frantic horse leaped into the enemy's formation, spears stabbing it from all directions, but the shield wall also collapsed under its weight at the same time, and the Unsullied stumblingly dodged the animal's dying struggle.

Finally, the horse crashed down, vomiting blood and died, but Davos got up unharmed, raised his two-handed giant sword, and launched a frantic attack.

Stannis also rushed in before the crack in the enemy's shield wall had time to close, and Mill's mercenary followed closely behind.

When Old Mosuo saw this, he shouted, "All the cavalrymen come with me!"

The voice fell, but most of them rushed in front of him.

It can be seen how strong Karratha's fighting will is!

Dothraki are warriors on horses, because they have lost almost all their horses in Nightsong City, but it doesn't matter, the enemy's horse is theirs.

After all, they used to burn, kill, rob, and plunder in Dothraki Caohai.

Karratha and Unsullied are too brave, and the number is no less than the combined army, so the enemy can't surround them at all.

Under the impact of the cavalry following Romans, the forces of Terror Fort and Stannis gradually disintegrated. The northerners and mercenaries retreated one after another, retreated to the hills again, and used bows and arrows to prevent them from approaching.

Victory was in sight, and the sound of charging horns came from the Fortress of Wind.

Brienne, the Tas beauty, raised the ice, and finally dispatched her ambush. They hid inside the main entrance and by the outer wall, waiting for the signal of the hero, which was pieced together by all the people in the storm to the Zogo. force.

Their teams are uneven, but it is a huge threat.

They rushed out of the Fortress of Wind's Breath at a high speed, and slew towards the enemy, shouting the slogan of killing the enemy.

"Fight for Dragon King Zhuo Ge!"

Karratha and the Unsullied responded similarly, defeating the enemies on both sides of the retreating team with a thunder-like momentum.

But a knight got rid of everyone behind him, and he passed the enemy formation like a gust of wind on the grassland.

Bai Ying quickly carried him and rushed to the coast where the golden robe was.

At that moment, Tywin Lannister spotted a white light rushing from the north, like a meteor on the plain.

It advances at a speed like a flying arrow, unstoppable.

When the figure got closer and closer, he felt as if he heard a loud roar.

"Tywin Lannister, you ruined my life, I want you to pay for it!"

"Well, is this Tyrion's voice?"

For some reason, Tai Wen suddenly shuddered. He couldn't tell whether this was caused by anger, excitement, or fear.

He knows that the dwarf son hates him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ because he has broken up his son’s happiness, and has been acrimonious to his son. He has not regarded his son as a member of the family. Judge the life and death of your son personally!

When the white shadow hit and knocked him off the horse, he saw clearly what the white shadow was.

It was the giant beast that Zhuo Ge raised, and sitting on the giant beast was his dwarf son!

Tai Wen clearly saw the anger on his son's face and the raging anger burning in his eyes of different sizes!

It was an expression that wanted to swallow him in one bite.

Tai Wen wanted to get up, he wanted to run away.

But the terrifying white lion lifted his palm and pressed it down, pressing his chest tightly, and then he watched the dwarf son jump off the lion's back, raised his sword high and aimed it at his neck!

"No, no, I'm your father! Tyrion, you can't kill me, I'm your father!"

"No, you are not my father, but a ruthless lion! Go and die!"

The little devil shouted out all the anger accumulated in this life, and increased the strength in his hand.

"Roar!"

The nearby golden robe wanted to rush over to save their regent, but the roar of Snowball made them stay away.

From a distance, James, who was struggling to parry Old Mosuo's slamming, shouted in despair: "No, no, Tyrion, you can't do that!"

Hearing the sound, the little devil turned his face to his brother with a stern smile, and then dropped the sharp sword in his palm.

"Puff!" With a muffled sound, his father's blood spilled over his face, and the guardian of the West, the head of the regent of King's Landing was separated from his body!

"Hahahahaha!"

Tyrion Lannister, who had cut off his father's head, made a stern sound that resounded like a cry and laughed throughout the battlefield!