The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 309 Longlin Pike City

Author: Bamboo Basket Frame Water

Chapter 309 Longlin Pike City

"Robert, how are you feeling? Where else are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Looking at Robert whose wound had completely healed on the hospital bed, Ed hurriedly brought him a glass of warm water, then sat down in front of the bed with some excitement and asked.

The reason why Ed is so excited is not only because Robert is his good brother, but also because his safety is related to the stability of the entire Westeros continent.

Nowadays, the Wild Hunt elves are plundering and causing harm in the north. The Druchi elves seem to intend to make the Iron Throne their vassal. Even the White Walkers in the land of eternal winter are missing.

Although these three magical forces have not yet posed a very serious threat to the entire Westeros, Ed knows that this is just the calm before the storm.

The only good news may be that after learning that the White Walkers were exterminated by the elves, the savages took the initiative to return to the north of the Great Wall with Rohan's permission, without causing any chaos.

In this case, Robert must not make any mistakes, otherwise the chaos in the transfer of power will be enough to destroy the Seven Kingdoms!

Robert struggled to take the water glass handed to him by Eddard. After taking a sip, he was about to angrily yell at the blind servant who brought him the water. Then he saw Eddard's face.

"Damn it, what I want is wine! Go and give it to me...it's Ned. I'm so sorry for letting you see me in such a mess."

"I'm sorry, because you have just woken up now, so even if you give the order as a king, I can't really let you drink to your heart's content."

Seeing that Robert didn't seem to have any side effects, Ed smiled and brought the jug and poured some red wine into Robert's water glass, then quickly moved the jug away to prevent Robert from snatching it.

Seeing this, Robert had no choice but to drink down the complex-tasting fake wine in his hand, and then frowned and complained:

"This tastes like low-quality wine drunk by low-level soldiers. Can't you pour me a glass of good wine, even just a sip?"

Facing his friend's inquiry, Ed could only helplessly shake his head, and then looked at Robert, whose face gradually returned to rosy, and said seriously:

"There's not much time for you to lie in bed now, Robert. Do you remember what happened before you passed out?"

"Before fainting? I only remember smashing a pointy-eared head with a war hammer, and then I lost all consciousness with a pain in my chest...?!"

Robert touched his chest in distress, and then noticed that there was only a large mess of hair on his chest, which looked like there was no sign of damage at all.

Seeing this, Robert could not help but fidget with his chest hair in surprise, and then asked Ed in disbelief:

"Wonderful rejuvenation, doctor, which bachelor's work is this? It doesn't even leave any scars. Could it be that a certain bachelor has mastered some legendary magic?"

Seeing that Robert's body seemed to have completely recovered, Ed simply told everything that happened during this period, preparing to share the trouble with his good brother:

"You are only half right. The healing of your wounds is indeed the result of magic, but it was not the work of any great bachelor, but the magic of the elves..."

————Half an hour later

"...So I quickly returned to Winterfell and used these three magical pills to bring you back from the brink of death."

After telling Robert everything that had happened recently, Ed only felt that the boulder weighing on his heart gradually dissipated, and then he picked up the wine bottle with a relaxed expression and prepared to have a drink.

However, he became relaxed, but the boulder moved to Robert's chest next to him!

Seeing that Ed had the nerve to drink even after causing trouble for him, Robert, who had fully recovered, immediately jumped out of bed like a wild boar, grabbed the wine bottle and shouted:

"Damn Stark, how can there be a Duke in this world who only cares about drinking for himself while the monarch is watching helplessly? If you want to drink, just find another one!"

After saying that, he raised his head and started drinking without any scruples, not caring about the wine that kept falling down his chest hair.

Seeing this, Ed had no intention of arguing with Robert. Instead, he picked up another filled wine jug from the side and poured himself a glass. Then he asked Robert:

"Now that you have woken up, as a king, how are you going to deal with the problems before you?"

"Hiccup~ My God, God, thanks to your reminder, I wish I could stay asleep like this forever."

Robert shook his head unwilling to accept the reality. He would rather pick up the war hammer and compete with the elves again than deal with this troublesome matter.

Since he had only come into contact with the Wild Hunt elves, he was unable to judge the difference between the two groups of elves, let alone fully understand their purposes.

After thinking for a moment, Robert finally touched his swollen pig brain, then rolled his eyes and complained:

"Tell Old Jon about this through the raven. This matter is of great importance. We need to sit down and have a good talk with the elves."

"Well, let's do this for now."

Ed naturally understood that this matter was related to the future fate of the entire kingdom, so he had no choice but to leave the room and prepared to write a letter to inform King's Landing.

Robert also stood up from the bed. After smelling the unpleasant smell on his body, he quickly shook his head in disgust, and then left the room together.

The two people who had been busy talking just now seemed not to have noticed the glint in the eyes of the servant who had been pretending to be transparent, just beside the stove in Robert's room.

——Iron Islands, Park City

Pike City is composed of several castles built on the cliffs of Pike Island. It is surrounded by steep cliffs and constantly rising waves, and there is no place to land.

Of course, this condition is only for humans.

boom--

With a loud noise, Black Ark's island-like hull leaned directly against the edge of Pike Island, immediately docking the towering magic deck with Pike City!

"It's really rude...but I like it!"

Yara looked helplessly at Dario who sent the army directly to her door, but then a light of excitement burst out in her eyes.

In her opinion, Dario was indeed a powerful commander, but he was definitely not an experienced naval commander.

In her opinion, the elves' maritime combat methods are too crude. They are either gang-hopping or shelling, and there is no traditional pirate aesthetic at all.

A real pirate should be like a wolf pack, relying on a large number of wolves to weaken the opponent, and then let a powerful alpha wolf launch the fatal blow.

As a Black Ark equipped with a magic turret and a large number of armed crews, there is no doubt that it will be the most powerful wolf on the sea, but where are the wolves?

Is it just relying on those vulnerable landing ships?

Only a large fleet is king!

Just as Yara continued to dream about the glorious dream that the Black Ark would achieve under her management, Daario suddenly appeared behind her and finally said in a gloomy voice:

"It seems that your father is not willing to cherish the chance of survival I gave him. Do you want to stand by and watch us attack the city, or join us?"

"Well...he is my father after all. Can you give me one last chance to persuade him to surrender?"

Looking at the Pendor auxiliary troops not far away who were reorganizing their armaments, Yara looked at the sea monster flag hovering over Pike City with some reluctance, and closed her eyes helplessly.

Although she was dreaming of commanding the Black Ark just now, when she returns to reality, she is just a surrendered outsider and has no qualifications to negotiate terms with the elves.

The cold-blooded elves would definitely not agree to her time-wasting proposal. For them, massacring the city directly would be the fastest option.

As expected, Dario didn't even look at Yara. He just glanced at Yara's face without any resentment and said:

"The attack will start in 10 minutes. You can find a way to notify the innocent people in the city who want to leave. We will massacre the city after the battle is over."

After saying that, he turned around and flew off the deck, preparing to notify the two hundred Ash Dragon Riders hiding in the cabin to prepare for battle.

As one of Black Ark's many trump cards, although the dragon force is not the main force in the subsequent battle, it is still capable of suppressing the Iron Islands.

After all, the threats the Iron Islands have always faced have come from fleets on the sea, and they never thought they would be threatened from the sky.

Moreover, according to the intelligence provided by Yara, the Iron Islands do not have enough anti-aircraft firepower at all, and the only threats they can pose are human-driven javelins and throwing axes.

Hey, Norska~

The short ten minutes passed quickly. However, even though Yara tried her best to persuade the iron people on the city wall, she only persuaded some women and children to leave the city for refuge.

Some ironborn were also moved by Yara's words, but in the end they were forced by King Balon's lust and did not dare to move.

After all, this is Pike City, and Balon firmly believes that unless the legendary dragon descends on this land, it is impossible for anyone to capture Pike City head-on.

As for the huge army of tens of thousands?

He didn't take it seriously at all!

"Not even the brats of the Baratheon family have the ability to capture this castle. A floating island that appears from nowhere dares to pretend to be the Drowned God's messenger. It's simply wishful thinking."

Looking at the crowded Pendor auxiliary army on the Black Ark, King Balon was standing at the top of Pike City holding a wine glass, his eyes filled with the stubbornness and fearlessness of the Ironborn.

He simply didn't believe in the elves that Yala said, nor did he want to believe in the magic and demons that his brother said. It must have been the despicable intruders on the floating island who bewitched him with magic tricks!

On the city wall, an iron captain saw that the atmosphere around him seemed a bit solemn, so he took the initiative to speak to boost morale and said:

"Don't be frightened by the enemy's battles. They are just a group of weak sheep relying on the strength of their numbers. Don't forget that we ironmen are..."

"dragon!"

"Wrong, we are sea monsters! Only Targaryens are dragons..."

"It's a dragon!!!"

"What a dragon!"

Hearing the constant shouts from around him, the iron captain with his back against the city wall immediately had veins popping out on his forehead, and then he raised his ax angrily and shouted:

"Which wretched ironborn doesn't even recognize the symbol of the Drowned God? Get out of here!"

hold head high--

However, before he could continue to question, he heard a sudden burst of horrifying roars that echoed through the sky behind him, and then he saw the ironmen around him hiding in the city wall in fear.

not good!

Years of combat at sea had already given this captain a keen insight, so he immediately flew towards the battlements not far away, then hugged his head and lay on the ground.

Several rays of orange-red fire instantly covered the entire Pike City. Even those in King's Harbor at the other end of Pyke Island could see what was happening in Pike City.

Click~

The extremely rare crystal wine glass in Pike City was smashed to the ground. However, at this moment, Baron had no time to care about his beloved wine glass, but stared blankly at the hundreds of giant shadows in the sky.

That was the terrifying figure that once dominated the continent of Westeros—the dragon!

"Where did they find so many dragons? Are there still giant dragons in other parts of the world?"

On the Black Ark, Yara looked at the dragon raging over Pike City in disbelief, and couldn't help but look at Dario who was standing on the top of the black tower.

If she had doubts about the Black Ark's maritime combat capabilities before, now she has completely understood the elves' combat methods.

With such a large number of flying dragons assisting in the battle, what a stupid wolf pack tactic, just cover it with direct firepower and that's it!

Seeing this female human being, her eyes widened like a country bumpkin. Mekasha, who was preparing to control the magic turret, couldn't help rolling her eyes and mockingly said:

"Can you please stop acting like you have no knowledge? From now on you will be regarded as our Druchi's servant. If you remain like this without knowledge, I will feel very embarrassed."

Mekasha, who was taunting her heartily at this moment, seemed to have completely ignored the shock she felt when she faced the Silver Dragon Knights for the first time, as if all of this was his masterpiece.

But it is true that since she decisively chose to side with Lohan in the battle to defend Hal Kadra, her treatment and knowledge have become much better than before.

If it weren't for the fear of Morathi's revenge on her, she would have chosen to completely surrender to Rohan's Black Dragon Banner!

Yara did not pay attention to Mekasa's taunting, but looked at the burning Pike City in a daze, and murmured to the uncle next to her intentionally or unintentionally:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that my father is really going to die this time. I don't know who will be the next leader of the Iron Islands?"

Could it be his brother Theon who was acting as a hostage?

Are you kidding me? An ironborn who has been abandoned for who knows how many years will never be able to make the rebellious ironborn surrender if he does not make contributions!

Could it be his father's brother Aeron?

If a religious madman can become the leader of the Iron Islands, then the Iron Islands are probably not far away from being scattered...

As for her uncle Euron who went on an expedition to the Eastern Continent, Yara would not believe that the elves would choose an unknown person to be their leader.

After thinking about it, his only competitor is his uncle, Victarion, as the commander of the Iron Fleet!

(End of chapter)