Chapter four hundred and fifty first closing the net
"How dare you fucking bitch plot against me!"
Mero, the illegitimate son of the Titan, roared, gasping for air, and his body was covered in blood.
He is not a fool, and now he has discovered that Daenerys may have already sensed the danger and received information about the rebellion in advance.
Therefore, a trap was deliberately set for them to get in, and then they would be caught in one fell swoop.
"Go to hell!"
"Go to hell!"
The big man with a red-gold beard, big arms and round waist, covered in blood, wielded an ax and slashed left and right, trying to carve out a bloody path.
But he underestimated the strength of the eunuchs, and he was surrounded by several Unsullied soldiers holding strong shields.
"drink!"
"drink!"
Bang bang
All the axes swung by Mero struck the shield, like a beast trapped in a cage.
"Catch them alive!"
Then he was stabbed into a bloody gourd by the Unsullied soldiers, fell to the ground, was captured alive, and was dragged away like a dead pig.
The leader of the Second Sons fell, and the rest of the mercenaries were even worse. The Unsullied soldiers were far more elite than a ragtag group of them, especially in large-scale battles.
The battle between the best legion in the world and this group of mercenaries was almost one-sided, so these mercenaries fled to death.
The ancient nobles of Pentos and the remnants of the Governor's family who organized and planned this operation were frightened to death when they saw this scene.
However, as soon as they were about to escape, they were blocked by Ramsay Snow, the commander-in-chief of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Xiaopipi, who was wrapped in a black robe, looked at the ordinary inn in front of him with a sneer, and then took off his hood to reveal his pale and gloomy face.
There were dozens of soldiers around him who were dressed the same as him, wearing black robes and masks. They wore daggers and daggers on their waists, and held crossbows in their hands, with sharp crossbow arrows pointing straight at him.
The door of the inn.
The Ministry of Internal Affairs is one of the few forces within Pentos that is qualified to use crossbows as weapons.
woof woof
The hound trained by Ramsay himself had already smelled the enemy and couldn't help barking at the door.
They showed their sharp fangs and ferocious expressions, and their saliva kept dripping down.
In order to train the ferocity of these hounds, Rams often secretly used some prisoners of the Ministry of Internal Affairs as bait to exercise their ferocity and hunting ability. The eliminated hounds would be executed.
When they heard the barking of dogs outside, the people besieged in the inn began to sweat from their foreheads. They had no doubt that these hounds were prepared for them.
"Discovered?"
"what to do?"
Among them, an old man with gray hair and luxurious clothes couldn't help but trembled and said.
He was a member of an ancient noble family in Pentos. During the Bloody Night, he was leading a caravan in the sea near Braavos. He had been away from Pentos for more than a month and happened to escape that time.
Crisis, survived by chance.
But he learned that his family was destroyed in the purge of the Bloody Night. From then on, he vowed to end Viserys's tyranny and regain his homeland.
Therefore, he also came to Pantos in person for this operation, but he did not expect that his actions had already been discovered by the Pentos government before the start was successful.
They set a trap and waited for them to take the bait. The Tattered Prince was stabbed to death on the street as soon as he walked out of the house.
"what to do?"
One of the remnants of a noble family with blond hair, young and vigorous, spoke up. He also wore an ancient family crest on his chest and a long sword on his waist.
"What else can we do now?"
"Viserys was violent and cruel, and showed no mercy during the Bloody Night."
"They can't give us a way to survive even if we kneel down and surrender. It's better to go out and fight them!"
The idea of the young remnants of the Pentos nobles was recognized by some people, but more mature and prudent nobles thought it was inappropriate.
At this time, the main thing should be exchange of interests. The reckless behavior of a bloody and courageous man is not what a noble with noble blood should do.
Unfortunately, the young Pentos nobles would not listen to their opinions.
Ramsay's grim countdown outside the door continued. He claimed that if they didn't open the door and surrender within a quarter of an hour, he would burn the inn down.
The city guard soldiers who were responsible for maintaining order outside the inn were shocked when they heard Ramsay's words. Setting fire in the city was a serious crime.
However, when they stepped forward and were about to persuade Ramsay, his subordinates took out an iron sign and slapped them back with a sentence.
"In the Ministry of Internal Affairs, our master is greater than your master."
The bright iron plate bears the three-headed fire dragon emblem of the Targaryen family and the handwriting of Viserys.
The soldiers of the City Guard looked at the iron sign, their throats rolled, and they swallowed the last words.
This iron plate was once given to Ramsay by Viserys, mainly to carry out the internal supervision function of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Otherwise, any official would be bigger than Ramsay, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs would be in vain.
The commander of the Pentos garrison is the Queen's Prime Minister Jon Clinton, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs directly takes orders from the king. It is naturally obvious who has the stronger backing.
The soldiers in the garrison retreated with resignation, but before Ramsay's quarter of an hour had come, the people in the inn couldn't help but rush out.
The young man with curly black hair and gloomy face had a cruel smile on his face.
The next second, the sound of a crossbow being fired sounded.
Bang bang bang
The sharp crossbow bolts penetrated the bodies of these noble remnants, and the hungry hounds pounced on them and bit their throats, biting and swallowing their flesh and blood.
woof woof
There were sounds of barking hounds everywhere, the streets were dyed red with blood, and corpses were everywhere on the ground. These remnants of the nobles were like moths rushing to the flames, and they laid themselves on the spot without even a second of energy blooming.
The situation in front of them was so cruel that the onlookers of the city guard couldn't bear to watch and lowered their heads or turned their heads. Some even couldn't help but vomited on the spot.
However, Ramsay and his men were all used to it and did not feel any discomfort.
After all the corpses were eaten, the people who had not come out of the inn walked out tremblingly, some of them were so frightened that they peed their pants.
"welcome."
"Welcome to Pentos."
When Ramsay saw this group of aristocratic remnants who were trembling with fear and wet their pants, a bright smile broke out on his face, once again making the group tremble with fear.
However, they were not executed by Ramsay. Instead, they were taken into custody to await trial.
Ramsay also hopes to pry open their mouths and know how much wealth they hide outside.