Today, the defenders of Pentos are roughly divided into several groups.
Some of them were former Pentos garrison soldiers who had heard that all the governors had been burned to death and surrendered.
The other part are mercenaries who were once part of the Fengchui Regiment.
The mercenaries of the Fengchui Regiment have good personal combat effectiveness, but their discipline is still very poor.
Even after Jon's training, the time was still not enough to change the bad habits.
The former garrison soldiers were generally in the same situation. They were all sluggish soldiers who knew how to take advantage of the situation and were unable to demonstrate their strong combat effectiveness in real battles.
In addition, because the war was approaching, Pentos temporarily hired many mercenaries and wandering knights.
The combined fighting power of these people can truly be called 'elite', bringing together the best of the best from all sides.
If we really lead these people away from the city wall and rush out to hunt down the Dothraki, I'm afraid it will really be like a meat bun beating a dog, and there will be no return.
"Your Majesty, we only need to defend the city wall to stop the Dothraki."
"There's no need to go out and take that risk."
Jon Connington quickly dissuaded Viserys from this bold idea.
Although the dragon has a strong deterrent effect, the main body of the war is still the army and soldiers. The dragon is just a heavy weight that affects the outcome of the war.
Regarding this point, Jon had persuaded Viserys from the first time he met him. As a king, his people and his soldiers should still be the priority.
Aegon did not only rely on dragons to conquer Westeros. He was afraid that Viserys would become famous at a young age and become overly arrogant, relying too much on dragons to solve problems.
In the end, he became a man like his father, the Mad King, who was overly obsessed with power and tried to maintain his rule by creating fear.
But fortunately for Jon, Viserys doesn't seem to be such a tyrant now.
If all the soldiers of Pentos were dead, Viserys and a dragon would not be able to defend such a huge city-state. In the end, they would just get on the dragon and abandon the city and flee.
Viserys smiled when Jon stopped him and shook his head slightly.
He also knew in his heart that the soldiers of Pentos today were not the Unsullied, nor were they the elite Andal warriors he once led.
It is impossible for such soldiers to be defeated in a field battle with the Dothraki. Losing the protection of the city wall would be a disaster for these people.
"Well, I understand."
Viserys nodded slightly.
Then he took a look at the Dothraki camped in the distance. It seemed that the Dothraki were not planning to attack the city today.
And he also lost interest in continuing to read.
Then the young king turned and walked down the city wall.
Eighty thousand Dothraki divided their forces on the Great Plains. The main force was three Khals leading fifty thousand Roaring Warriors to attack Pentos.
On the other side were thirty thousand Dothraki led by Khal Zeko and Khal Moloch.
They want to break through the Castle of Heroes and then march north towards Andalos.
These Dothraki who divided their forces to attack Heroic Castle encountered their enemies earlier than the main force.
The first time they fought was on the banks of the River Lorne.
A group of wandering First Legion cavalry encountered the Dothraki and had a fierce battle. In the end, both sides lost some soldiers and then retreated.
And received news of the approaching Dothraki army.
Bessie Joyce, the commander-in-chief of the legion, also ordered to shrink the defense line. Ten thousand Andal warriors returned to the camp and climbed onto the city wall and walled city to prepare to defend against the Dothraki attack.
The Castle of Heroes is still a semi-finished castle, and most of the soldiers are stationed in semi-permanent camps.
Therefore, they were almost in a field battle with the Dothraki, and the pressure they endured was huge. Bessie was cautious and retreated first, showing the enemy that they were weak.
Fortunately, the First Legion was composed of the elite Andal warriors who first followed Viserys. They had defeated Khal Drogo's troops and were not afraid of the Dothraki.
Unlike the Pentos garrison, they are one of the few troops that can fight the Dothraki in the wild.
It's just that this time the Dothraki army outnumbered them by far, and they were forced to switch to defense.
A man in military uniform and a metal mask climbed to the top of the city.
"Commander-in-Chief."
"Commander-in-Chief."
When the Andal soldiers on the towering walls of the castle saw their commander-in-chief, they quickly moved out of the way and greeted him.
But Bessie was holding on to the railing, and her walking posture was still a little awkward.
He was wearing a bright armor and white battle robe, and the morning sun shone on him, as if the holy light of the Seven Gods had been incarnated. The seven-pointed star symbol on the forehead of the mask added a bit of sacred color.
He is the son of a warrior, and the gods endowed him with courage and strength, and gave him the sacred duty of defeating his enemies.
"May the warrior protect us."
Due to physical discomfort, Bessie stood a little crookedly on the city wall, and then she spoke in a hoarse and calm voice.
His dark eyes were bright and he was breathing evenly, looking at the endless Dothraki under the castle and the refugees they were driving away, without any nervousness.
"May the warrior protect us!"
The soldiers following Bessie Joyce had the Targaryen three-headed fire dragon emblem on their armor, and a small seven-pointed star on their chest.
They also roared in unison.
It is obvious that the Andal people on the plains of Andas have a fanatical belief in the Seven Gods.
This belief is also the motivation for their tenacious resistance to the Dothraki attack.
"RhaeshAndahli!"
This is the land of the Andals in Dothraki.
Riding on the tallest war horse in the distance.
The Dothraki horse king Zheke Khal pulled out the arakh scimitar from his waist, pointed the tip of the sword straight at the Heroic Soul Castle in the distance, and let out a roar.
"Kill them all!"
"Demolish their stone houses! Take away their wealth! Rape their women!"
Behind the Castle of Heroes is the fertile and peaceful Andas Plain.
The seven sacred gods once descended on this land to crown the king of the Andals.
immediately.
The endless Dothraki blew their siege horns and drove the captured refugees towards the castle.
"Commander-in-Chief, what should we do?"
And on the top of the black castle.
Some soldiers of the First Legion felt a little numb when they saw this scene, and then turned their heads to look at their commander.
These rushing refugees will hit the horse traps, trenches and wooden horse traps they have arranged in advance.
Under the mask, Bessie's eyes narrowed slightly and she took a deep breath.
"Tell them to stop advancing and hide under the walls."
"What if they don't listen?"
the soldier asked.
Bessie glanced at the soldier and said nothing.
Then he refused the guard's help and staggered toward the tower alone.
Then time flew by.
soon.
The first day of the siege is over.
The Dothraki retreated like a tidal wave of corpses scattered all over the place.