"Kill!"

The cry of death rang out again.

Facing the last line of defense on Eagle's Beak Island, the Dornishmen launched another attack.

But this time, the difficulty is not comparable to the previous three times.

There is nowhere to stand on the smooth outer wall, and one must use siege equipment such as hooks and bamboo ladders to climb.

Moreover, the resistance of the Hebend people was obviously more tenacious than before. Countless sharp spears were thrown down, falling like a heavy rain on the siege team, splashing bright red blood flowers.

On top of the city, the Reach warriors brandished their swords, cutting off bamboo ladders and ropes, and at the same time smashing down rocks and rolling logs to prevent the Dornish people from climbing.

But until this time, the Reachers did not forget to smash the barrels filled with wine into the ranks of the Dornishmen.

It seems that this is also an essential link.

The amber liquor quickly soaked the surface of the city wall and the ground, mixing with the crimson blood, forming a terrifying and dazzling color.

Urrick watched all this indifferently, his heart unfazed.

A battle of this intensity was truly in line with his expectations. The performance of the Riverbend people was so abnormal before that he was inevitably suspicious, but now, seeing the casualties of his Dornish soldiers beginning to increase, he felt relieved.

This level of casualties is nothing at all. What is needed most in siege warfare is patience and a cold heart that is not afraid of casualties.

The only thing that made him doubtful now was the barrels that kept falling from the top of the city one after another.

He really couldn't understand the reason why the enemy did this.

However, since the beginning of the war, the enemy has made more than one strange operation. Urrick even felt that Sir Caesar deliberately came up with some new tricks to make him suspicious and afraid to go all out.

If this is the case, it can only be said that the other party made a wrong calculation.

Urrick's determination in this battle is extremely resolute, not only to win, but also to win a great victory!

Only in this way can he win the favor of Prince Doran and convince everyone that he is qualified to inherit Starfall City.

Seeing that the first wave of offensive slowed down, Urick sent out another group of fresh troops, not giving the defenders any chance to breathe.

The shouts of killing became fierce again, and the Dornishmen successfully climbed to the top of the city several times, but were stubbornly driven off by the defenders.

More and more corpses were piled up around the bottom of the city wall, and the soil under the city became soft and muddy, exuding the smell of blood and the strong aroma of wine.

The sun is gradually setting in the west, and the brilliant rays render Yingzui Island at this moment like an oil painting.

Ulric listened to his men's report on the casualties with an expressionless face, already knowing that the castle might not be able to be captured today.

As expected, the soldiers under Sir Caesar still had a problem.

But that's all.

Several times just now, the Dornishmen were on the verge of rushing into the city.

He believed that with a few more attacks tomorrow, the castle's defenders would inevitably collapse.

Ulric looked at the setting sun that was about to sink into the sea level and gave the order to withdraw his troops.

But at the moment when the horn sounded, a tall figure suddenly appeared at the top of the city.

He was carrying a huge torch——

No, not a torch.

It was a two-handed war hammer, with blazing flames burning on the huge hammer head.

Urric immediately recognized that the man was none other than the Lord of Eagle Beak Island—Samwell Caesar!

The next moment, a scene appeared that he and all the Dornish people present would never forget.

I saw the Knight of the River Bend swinging his war hammer, drawing a brilliant line of fire in the air, and hitting a Dornish warrior who rushed to the top of the city.

Bang!

Amidst the bombardment that echoed across the battlefield, the Dornish warrior exploded like a broken watermelon.

Blood, broken bones, stumps... were also instantly ignited, blooming like fireworks, giving this extremely terrifying scene a brilliant color.

The entire battlefield seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.

Everyone stared dumbly at the tall figure standing proudly at the top of the city, holding a burning war hammer.

Until the flying sparks fell to the ground, on the outer wall, on the Dornishmen's leather armor soaked with wine——

boom!

Flames rose instantly, like flowers blooming.

Before the Dornishmen could react, countless burning torches fell from the top of the city, and countless flame flowers bloomed on the battlefield in an instant.

"what happened?"

Urric hadn't even recovered from the shock of the terrible knight smashing the person to pieces with a hammer. At this time, seeing the fire spreading rapidly, he was even more confused.

However, the knights around him were equally confused and didn't know how to answer their commander's question.

"Quick! Let them come back quickly! Withdraw the troops! Order the withdrawal!" Urick grabbed the herald beside him and shouted in his ear.

"Yes, yes, sir!"

However, it was too late to withdraw the troops by this time.

The fire spread faster than anyone expected.

In the blink of an eye, the outer wall of the castle was completely covered in fire, and the Dornish warriors who climbed on it turned into small firemen, screaming and rolling down.

The city below also became a sea of ​​flames. As long as the wine-soaked ground touched a spark, it would burst into flames and mercilessly devour the Dornish warriors standing on it.

The fierce roar resounded throughout the battlefield. Unfortunately, no matter how much the Dornishmen rolled and thrashed, they could not extinguish the flames on their bodies. Even if they took off their burning leather armor, they could not escape from the sea of ​​fire.

Moreover, this sea of ​​​​fire is still spreading outward at an extremely fast speed.

The Dornish warriors at the rear were so frightened that they ran away like crazy without even waiting for the commander's order.

But how can one go too far?

In the previous battles, almost all the land within the three lines of defense was soaked with this special wine, and blazing fires soon broke out one after another.

Desperate screams could be heard endlessly, and the original strong aroma of wine was replaced by the smell of barbecue.

"Sir, run quickly!"

Ulric was stunned when he saw the purgatory-like scene in front of him, and even the attendants roaring in his ears could not wake him up.

In the end, two guards picked him up and ran wildly outside.

On the castle, Samwell was holding a flaming hammer and looking at everything in front of him expressionlessly.

Behind him were countless soldiers who were driven into madness. They roared, roared, and celebrated with excitement...all the voices finally converged into one name——

"Caesar!"

"Caesar!"

"Caesar!"

…

Natalie couldn't help but wave her petite fists and cheered along with everyone:

"Mother, mother! We won! We won! Lord Caesar is so powerful!"

Nora, however, stared intently at Samwell's back, as if it had become a sculpture.

The sea of ​​fire outside the city and the fire hammer in the knight's hand complement each other, the rising smoke coils and gathers in front of him, and amidst the crashing of the waves, the afterglow of the setting sun shines down, solidifying everything into a timeless picture.

"The stars cry blood, the long night is coming..."

Nora spoke slowly, reciting the ancient prophecy passed down from Asshai.

"Azor Ahai will be reborn in the land of smoke and salt...

He will awaken the dragon from the stone, armed with a flaming sword...

Lead the world to defeat the demons in the darkness and usher in the never-ending long summer..."
Chapter completed!