Chapter 363: The Song of Ice and Fire will be composed by the two of you!(1/2)
Tywin Lannister's Westerland Army was the main force of the combined forces. When his body and head were separated, the morale of the Westerland Army collapsed instantly.
People were once again shrouded in shadows, their blood also cooled down, and the glory built in their hearts turned into ashes.
Roose Bolton and others, who were at a disadvantage, also became less confident.
Now everyone has one thought echoing in their minds, which is to admit defeat and run away in despair!
"You actually killed your own father, that's unforgivable! Tyrion, I'm going to kill you!"
Seeing his brother Jaime Lannister charging towards him on horseback with a ferocious expression, the little devil remained unmoved. He felt strange that he had killed his father with his own hands, but he did not feel any guilt in his heart.
The fierceness of the captain of the Kingsguard was too great to be underestimated, but in Snowball's eyes, he was nothing more than an ant missing an arm.
Before James could get close to his brother, Snowball jumped up and swung his huge claws, smashing his horse's head into pieces.
The regicide also fell to the sand along with the war horse with its head split open.
"James, don't tell others to be kind without their suffering!"
Saying expressionlessly, the little devil climbed onto Snowball's back, and under his guidance, Snowball roared and charged towards the enemy dense area on the right wing.
Snowball and Roman are the two major threats and the best choice to defeat the enemy's defense, so Tyrion still has this tacit understanding.
Since the giant was swinging his hammer wildly on the left wing, he rode the bloodstained lion king to the right wing, helping the soldiers break through the enemy's stubborn resistance.
The dwarf brother has a terrifying monster to help him. James knows that he wants to avenge his father, but it is just an extravagant hope.
He beat the sand in a painful frenzy and screamed in agony.
"Ahhhhh!"
In this way, Stannis and others spent another bleak and terrifying night and entered the dawn of despair.
However, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the thick black clouds in the sky began to collide with each other, creating rumbling thunder.
The outer wall formed by tens of thousands of ships has been engulfed in flames in many places, and the gates of Storm's End Castle are tightly closed.
Facing the attack of the powerful Unsullied and Khalasar, the enemy army was in a dilemma with no way out except fleeing through the King's Road.
Mace Tyrell's vanguard troops desperately crossed the deliberately left passage between the flame trenches and rushed towards the city wall.
Even under the fierce attack of the archers on the city wall, they still charged regardless of life and death. However, in fact, there were no defenders left within the city wall that could defeat their offensive.
Even under the illumination of the flames, Drogo's always proud Dothraki archers were unable to cause much damage to the enemy due to their numerical disparity.
However, they have an advantage. Even if they stand still on the city road, the enemy will not be able to attack the city in a short period of time.
Because the city wall of Storm's End is the tallest and strongest in Westeros, although it was destroyed by mermaids and naga, after repairs, it can still defend against mortal troops.
After confirming that the morale of the army outside the city had collapsed, the warriors on Drogo's side soared in fighting spirit and resumed their former destructive power!
With the signs of defeat revealed, Roose Bolton and Stannis Baratheon came together.
The Duke of the Dreadfort slowly looked away from the tragic battlefield and looked at Stannis silently.
"The fleet was caught in flames, and our infantry and cavalry were no match for the invaders!"
No one despairs more than Stannis, for he has been utterly defeated.
"Tywin is dead. Not everyone is willing to obey our command. People are fighting on their own, some fleeing, some dying, leaving a huge gap in our defense. How can we be invincible?"
"Why? Why are these idiots running away?"
Davos said angrily: "We could have won this war!"
Roose Bolton said impatiently: "Why run away? If we don't escape here, we will have no rest in this land! Sir! The power of the West has failed. Let's return to our world of ice and snow!
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The words of the Earl of the Dreadfort resonated with Stannis. Although they were enemies, they had been fighting for control of the North!
But at this time, they need each other's support.
Just when the two were hesitant, the Unsullied Commander issued an order that made their hearts palpitate.
"The Unsullied obey the command, leave the battlefield to the Khalasar, you go chase all the deserters and block the King's Road!"
War drums thundered, thousands of Unsullied swarmed from the beach, and huge giants also appeared in the battle formation!
"Looks like we have to fight!"
Stannis drew the sword from his waist and prepared for battle.
Soon, the Unsullied and the Northern Alliance were fighting together again.
Drogo's troops were bent on defeating the demoralized and fleeing remnants in front of them.
The original hunter became the prey, and retreat became an opportunity for mass killing.
The battle on the beach is about to end. Earl Redwyne and Mace Tyrell are protected by the remaining soldiers, and their defeat is doomed.
Arrows filled almost every inch of the battlefield, and dragon-slaying crossbows were blown to pieces or surrounded by blazing fire like torches.
Corpses piled up like mountains outside the city gate, dyeing the coast of Broken Boat Bay red.
The raging flames emitted the stench, the hurricane rolled up the smoke in the plains, and the khalasar continued to kill without mercy.
Suddenly, a bunch of seaspouts rose from the sea and shot straight into the sky, so majestic!
The seaspout also blew up a hurricane that was more violent than the previous storm and spread in all directions, directly blowing people and objects near the coast high into the sky!
At this moment, both the offensive and defensive sides fell into extreme fear. People put down their weapons, loosened their bowstrings, and everything fell into deathly silence.
Under the shadow of the death tornado, everything seemed very small.
In the darkness before everyone's eyes, a burst of blazing light emerged from the seaspout.
At the same time, a tall figure was knocked out of the sea by the tornado, and fell heavily into the sea with corpses, mountain blood!
A tall and muscular giant slowly stood up on the corpse mountain. He stepped on the corpse and walked slowly forward, not caring about the world-destroying power of the seaspout.
As he marched, he raised a pale sword high.
The pale light gradually became brighter, gradually dispersing the darkness.
It also allowed everyone to vaguely identify who he was.
"Look!"
Someone shouted: "That light! It's the light of the Lightbringer, and the man holding the sword is our Khal Drogo!"
This shout made everyone excited.
"Your Majesty Drogo!"
"That's our invincible Kaa!"
Suddenly, the blazing light became stronger again, and the lower parts of the hills and the entire coast of Shipbreaker Bay were already as bright as day.
"The Glory of the Dragon King!"
They shouted excitedly: "His dawn is as dazzling as the sun, and his body is as strong as a dragon!"
Everyone immediately became extremely excited, and the faces of almost everyone in the combined army darkened.
"The Unsullied and the Khalasar obey my orders and retreat to Storm's End immediately!"
"The sea monster is coming, the sea monster is coming!"
Drogo shouted: "Back to the city! Be on guard! Be on guard!"
As his shout ended, the warning horn sounded, echoing continuously in Shipbreaker Bay.
The cheering stopped, and the excitement suddenly turned to fear.
However, except for the people of the United Army who were fleeing, all the khalasars and Unsullied instead of retreating, instead slowly moved forward.
Therefore, unexpectedly, the sea monster faced prepared humans this time.
Soon after, they were shocked to see a wave with a height of dozens of feet rushing towards them. Even the most stupid people knew that there was something wrong with the blood.
They only had a little time left. Every warrior grabbed their weapons, every bow and arrow, and every spear was ready to show their courage before the waves gradually approached!
This is instinct. They are not stupid, but they trust their king!
"They are all stupid guys. Under the power of God, mortals are just ants!"
The khalasar and the Unsullied made the right bet, and their king would not sit idly by, even if he was facing a divine power!
Drogo frantically stirred up the dragon's breath flowing through his body, injecting it into the dawn, stimulating the heat energy hidden in the sword's body.
"Zheng!"
A piercing scream pierced the air, and a huge sword that reached into the clouds took shape, carrying the power of destruction and slashing towards the stormy waves and the seaspout!
"Boom!" With a sound, the huge sword light cut off the terrifying waves and exploded, directly blocking the momentum of the terrifying waves!
But the water waves that exploded into the sky, although not as powerful as before, were still several times more severe than the downpour!
Amidst the screams and howls of humans, it was like a flood of water coming from the sky.
This water is too strong, too dark, and too ice!
Everyone was knocked around except Drogo, who was holding the Dawn!
To be continued...