"Bang bang bang!"

It's not enough to rain stones on these bastards.

Tyrion's prayer was answered almost instantly.

Countless orange birds suddenly jumped into the sky and fell, illuminating the decaying fleet shrouded in gray mist.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

"Boom!"

The noise that started from behind the decaying battleship was the sound of rockets, gravel, wooden hammers, and fuel barrels exploding.

The arrival of the Liberty Bay army gave the Stoneman army a choice of attack targets.

The stone men who had not yet landed no longer disembarked from the ship. Instead, under the instructions of the Gray Queen, they turned the ship's bow and faced the rear.

The morale of most of the people who received rescue and fought bloody battles did not improve. Instead, their tense heartstrings gradually relaxed.

Because they are really too tired.

"It's time for me to go back to the city and rest."

The little devil thought this while riding on his horse.

The sword in his hand became heavier and heavier, and he pulled the horse hard, forcing it to keep heading east.

The decaying fleet was on fire everywhere. This big gray horse didn't like fire as much as the stone man, but it was easy to control anyway.

Many stone men fell into the sea in embarrassment, with burns on their bodies.

They like water like fish because their lungs have been petrified, extending their ventilation time.

The little devil led the team that was willing to follow him through the army of stone men, giving those stone men who could still stand up a neat death.

If the stone men who were taller than him did not run away, they would die violently, but in the face of death, they had no intention of escaping.

They were originally fierce and fierce, but they became so small and fragile.

"Kill! We are about to enter the sea!"

The little devil shouted loudly and went on a killing spree. His arms turned red up to his elbows, glowing with blood under the light of the sea.

He chopped off the dull and dull stone man like he was chopping melons and vegetables, making him feel that he was invincible.

Finally, he took the lead and reached the shallow sea area first!

He reined up his horse and raised his sword toward the stars in the sky.

Everyone in the audience shouted wildly: "The half-man is mighty! I am mighty!"

Tyrion is drunk, this is the fever of fighting.

It is said that the Dothraki worship the strong, and now he may be the God of War in the hearts of the barbarians!

Time becomes blurry, slows down, and finally stops, and the past and future disappear together.

There is only this feeling, this scene, this moment, and fear, thoughts, and even body no longer exist.

Tyrion suddenly forgot the pain all over his body, couldn't feel the weight of the sword, and couldn't feel the sweat dripping into his eyes.

In fact, the same is true for Old Mosuo, Gray Worm and others. They no longer feel, no longer think, no longer themselves, there is only fighting, only opponents, one, the next, and the next.

They are tired and scared, but you are full of energy.

Even though death is around you, why are you afraid of their slow swords? Just swing the weapon with all your strength and laugh loudly!

"Hahaha! Board the battleship and flock to our Dragon Queen!"

Tyrion is only half a human, but he is brave and fearless. He is intoxicated with killing. He is shouting: "Kill me if you can!"

He jumped off his horse, rushed into the sea, and stepped onto the boarding ladder.

But he was only halfway up the mountain when he was frightened awake by the army of stone men swarming down.

Those thoughtless guys seemed to want to eat him alive!

Tyrion's mind went cold and he turned around and ran away.

But the next moment, he turned back.

Because the hero, who is a wall-climbing expert, had already led his team to climb onto the big ship closest to the shore using flying claws.

Soon, Old Mosuo, who had jumped off his horse, brought people to help.

With his long legs, he passed the little devil in a few steps and blocked the crazy stone man for him.

Attacked from the front and back, the small group of stone men were cut into pieces.

As soon as Tyrion stepped onto the deck, a spearman with hieroglyphic tattoos ran towards him.

Tyrion sprinted around the visitor, cutting off his spearhead, then his hands and arms.

There was no end, a petrified tiger soldier appeared out of nowhere, raised his giant hammer and slashed at his long sword again and again.

After five blows, Tyrion's sword was released.

He thought he was going to die, but unexpectedly the tiger soldier was attacked with a dagger and stabbed under his armpit.

The people who saved him should be Gray Worm's men, but Tyrion didn't see clearly at all.

Tyrion was leaning over to pick up the sword when suddenly a fuel barrel exploded on the ship's roof above his head. Yellow flames scattered in all directions. Under the strong light for a moment, he discovered that there was a Qarth woman's hand among the wood chips in front of him.

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"Oh haha, I almost died in the hands of my own people!"

The little devil who survived the disaster shouted excitedly and looked towards the depths of the sea.

There are yellows, oranges and bright reds everywhere.

He could already see the flag belonging to the Dragon King in the decaying battleship.

Heavily armed soldiers filed into another warship from one crashed warship along the huge hammer.

Tyrion squinted his eyes, following them through the gray mist and firelight to the rear of the remaining decaying fleet.

It turned out that there were a thousand brand-new warships jammed together, perhaps more than they could count, and a ram was installed on the bow of each warship.

The battleships crashed into the wreckage of the decaying ship and were tightly connected to each other, like a bridge across the chasm. Soldiers who were well-prepared for combat rushed from one deck to another, crossing continuously.

After clearing one warship of stone men, they will rush to another. Their goal is very clear, which is to kill the flagship where the dragon is.

"There is a murderous god in front of us, and a crazy demon behind us. Should the Gray Queen be panicking now?"

Tyrion thought to himself that if he thought the strange Gray Queen had any witchcraft, she would appear soon.

We also want to build a bloody bridge!

This battle made him have crazy ideas.

It was the Liberty Bay army that inspired him.

"Those who know how to helm and row the oars are on their way. We cannot fall behind. We must join forces with the brothers from Free Bay on Nymeria's flagship! When we set sail, we must build a bridge that leads directly to the flagship!"

The decaying warship could not withstand the impact of rocks, and some parts were slowly sinking. This was due to water leakage.

The rest is burning, the whole thing is creaking and moving, and may fall apart at any time.

But the flagship was only half a league away, and they could already clearly see the snow-white Silver Queen.

"Listen to half a man, he can lead us to victory."

Old Mosuo was convinced of the little devil at this time because he saw the dwarf's ability to lead an army and his bravery without fear of death!

Oh, he is like a lion with teeth and claws!

This is the impression that all Unsullied and braided warriors have on him.

The enemy's madness made Arianne and others anxious.

They didn't dare to disturb the Gray Queen who seemed to have nothing to do with her, but they had already started to take action to deal with the crisis.

That is to climb up the stone dragon's back and put the sword on Daenerys' neck. Then the crisis will be resolved.

However, the petrified dragon was really difficult to climb. Obaya Sand, the most skilled sand snake, managed to embed her fingers into the dragon's scales and tried her best to climb to the dragon's wings. However, she was unable to climb.
Chapter completed!