The Qarthian riders wore bronze scale armor, long-beaked helmets inlaid with bronze teeth and long black feathers, and sat high on gorgeous saddles inlaid with rubies and garnets.

Their war mounts were not horses, but camels that were taller and closer to the body.

Although this combination will cause trouble for the khalasar and the Unsullied, it is not big, because the camel is not only slow, but also slow. Once it cannot withstand the giants that open and close, as well as the braided elephant riding the elephant

When the warriors attacked, their lives ended.

The Unsullied flexibly raised their shields to parry the slashes from high swords, stabbed the enemy with their spears as appropriate, or used their daggers to slash camels, often achieving the predicted killing effect.

Having a king fighting in battle can really inspire people's hearts and make the brave warriors become more and more courageous, creating a destructive force!

Drogo holds his rotten heart in one hand and wields a knife to chop melons and vegetables with the other hand. The war horse under Yue Kua uses its legs to guide the direction, either stopping or charging. The superb horse control skills are evident!

His target is the infantry who are most vulnerable to defeat, because he wants to harvest lives one by one in the shortest time.

The warriors of Qarth were hard-pressed to challenge Khal on horseback. However, if they wanted to attack his mount, it would be impossible to dismount him because his big red horse was also fully armed and wore a collar.

And a face protector, and he was also wearing mail armor!

In the past, if the enemy was defeated, Kaa, who was bent on accumulating power under his command, might shout that he would not kill the conqueror, but this time he just felt that the blood shed was not enough.

He's so cold that he doesn't care about tiredness, because the heart in his palm is a reminder. If he doesn't absorb enough blood, all he will absorb is his vitality!

From this, the current Drogo is the strongest Khal before his rebirth. He kills decisively and is forced to be as bloodthirsty as the rotten heart. He kills to the horror of his enemies and makes his own side fearful!

As long as they are dying, their blood will be pulled by a mysterious force, gathered towards the rotten heart, and then swallowed up by the whale!

The plump body turned into a barren mummy in an instant, and the streams of blood were like red winding rivers flowing into the sea. It was strangely beautiful and terrifying!

This situation does not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, how can we teach everyone not to be afraid!?

This unimaginable killing field will eventually be spread to every corner of the known world, making those who witness and hear it remember the horror caused by that rotten heart.

Nourished by the majestic blood, the decayed heart gradually took on a blood color, beat more vigorously, and the frequency also accelerated. This was a manifestation of recovery.

Drogo's face showed no sadness or joy. He didn't know how long the life of an immortal was, but to be called immortal, his life must be very long, and the years of survival must be counted in thousands, or even tens of thousands of years.

Human beings in the world of ice and fire are very precocious in both psychological and physiological functions. In addition, they are born in a harsh and cruel environment, which results in their average life span being short.

Drogo learned from the novel that there were several immortals in the Temple of Dust. They seemed to have died long ago and only existed in the state of ethereal souls. The heart in their hands was the source of vitality to maintain their immortal consciousness.

The combined lifespan of the immortals definitely exceeds ten thousand years. If you want to restore the form of your youth, how many young lives are needed in exchange for it? Drogo has no accurate number in his mind, so the killing cannot stop!

Qarth was surrounded by three thick walls. Seeing that there were not many guards inside the outer city gate, Kaa was afraid that his life force would be lost again, so he quickly ordered loudly: "Karasar, the Unsullied, within half an hour

Climb the second high wall and open the second iron-lined gate!"

The braided warriors and eunuchs were all fearless warriors, willing to die for their king, but the second thick wall was more than ten feet higher than the first one, and there were more slingers and archers.

Successfully occupying the commanding heights is an impossible task.

More than a dozen fires were ignited under the city wall. Although the power of the bursting asphalt tanks was dwarfed by the dragon flames, the orange and bright red brilliance was enough to dry out the burned and stained flesh and blood.

Drogo couldn't help but sigh, wondering if Aegon the Conqueror had the same feeling when he flew through the sky during the Battle of Fire.

The three-headed dragon is the first choice for attacking the city, but Kaa doesn't know how to tame a dragon, nor can he understand dragon language. He can only hope that they will be attracted, spread their wings and fly over, giving him a chance to call out the two

The words "Dragon Flame!"

The brave warriors who were not afraid of death faced the rain of sharp arrows, burning stones and asphalt barrels falling like meteors, and some people were constantly being cut off from the claws they were holding tightly, and fell down the siege ladder.

The passage was too narrow for the trebuchet to operate, and the city wall was too high for arrows from bottom to top to reach the target. The only fierce man who could send the arrows up the city wall was unable to use them because he had a treacherous object in his hand.

Seeing the soldiers who had followed him sacrifice one after another, Drogo felt very uncomfortable: "The golden regiment is wrapped in golden armor. I should have sent them to attack the city."

In Kaa's subconscious, the newly surrendered Golden Company were just cannon fodder, while the Khalasar and the Unsullied were the warriors and brothers he recognized.

But mercenaries cannot be trusted before they express absolute loyalty, so he sent the Golden Armor Corps to do something of little significance.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Gray Worm, covered in blood, swung his iron spear to stab the enemy while admonishing: "Your Majesty, nothing falling from the high wall can hurt Roman. You can let him step on two siege ladders at the same time."

To relieve your worries!”

This was a good idea, Drogo had never thought of it, but he was afraid that the siege ladder would not be able to bear the weight of the giant, so he did not let Roman take the risk.

However, these are extraordinary times. If the enemy is not dead, he will die. People will be punished by heaven and earth if they don't do it for themselves. People will inevitably be selfish. It is better to kill a Roman than to have his life force sucked out by the heart of an immortal.

Behind the giant's ears, Drogo roared: "The khalasar will overlap the two siege ladders. Romain will let you climb the ladder to the city wall, and the Unsullied will hold the ladder for him!"

Roman took the order, threw away the heavy hammer, slowly stepped onto the siege ladder, and climbed up step by step.

"Dang! Bang!..."

The enemy soldiers on the city wall tried their best to stop the huge body wrapped in thick armor from slowly approaching. They could only hope that the creaking siege ladder would break.

Fortunately, the long ladder made of new wood withstood it, and Roman climbed over the city wall with difficulty. Soon, an archer was thrown off the high wall by him and fell into a "rotten watermelon!"

Then, two, three... until there was no one within twenty feet to the left and right of the giant, while the city was filled with shriveled corpses.

With the Big Mac in charge, the soldiers were as easy as climbing a tree to dig out a honeycomb. One by one, they climbed up the city wall along the siege ladder, randomly looking for targets and fighting together.

"Squeak!"

The heavy iron door opened, and Kaa rushed in first, turning on the God of Death mode again!

When Drogo climbed to a higher city wall again with the giant Roman as the vanguard, he rode his horse into the last golden city gate and killed a lot of people. The magic thing in his hand rotted away and turned into a fresh heart!
Chapter completed!