The Braavos defeated the proud fleets of Pentos and Lys on their doorstep and tasted the fruits of victory.
Since then, Braavos has not had a real war with the outside world, just some insignificant frictions.
The people of Braavos seem to have never tasted the taste of local warfare. When the flames of war burned on their land, their people howled in the flames.
However, today they experienced all these feelings at once.
The bright moon hangs high and the night is shrouded.
The sparkling sea reflects the beautiful night view of the bustling city of Braavos, which is full of feasting, entertainment and luxury.
However, at this moment, a huge black dragon suddenly fell from the sky.
His dragon flame melted the stubborn rocks and destroyed the standing Titan. The giant's head fell from the sky and hit the water of the Great Lagoon, causing thousands of waves.
Then the giant dragon let out a loud roar, and its shadow that covered the sky shrouded the sea. It flew quickly close to the rough water, and the strong wind stirred up by the flapping of its wings.
Then the ferocious head was raised high, and before the invincible armada of Braavos had time to react, it suddenly spit out dragon flames.
boom
The raging dragon flames directly destroyed a brig of the Armada. Broken wood flew and the hard hull exploded into two sections.
The Braavos soldiers on the ship had just crawled out of their beds, and they still didn't understand what had happened, and then they were enveloped in flames as far as they could see.
Some let out shrill screams and were drowned in the sea of fire, while others jumped into the large lagoon with flames on their bodies, hoping that the sea water could extinguish the flames on their bodies.
Rumble
However, the dragon flames continued to divide the sea surface, and countless Braavos warships shattered into pieces in a straight line.
Because it was already late at night, except for the warships that were out on patrol, the rest of the Armada's warships were docked at the arsenal.
This is the base camp for defending the main port of Braavos. The arsenal of Braavos is located at the entrance to the Great Lagoon, directly behind the Titans, on a fist-shaped sea rock.
The rock crenellations at the top are densely covered with trebuchets, ballistae and fire-breathing crossbows. This is the barrier on the sea of Braavos.
If a war breaks out and the enemy invades from the sea, you can directly use the narrow channel under the Titan's crotch to resist the enemy's attack.
However, the people of Braavos never thought that the enemy would come from the sky. Perhaps they had thought of it, because the city of Braavos had been preparing to resist the dragon's attack since its establishment.
What this group of slaves who first escaped from Valyria feared most was that their former masters would come riding on dragons.
Therefore, the entire city of Braavos is composed of large and small islands. There are stone buildings everywhere but not a single tree. This is to prevent the dragon's flames from spitting out when the dragon attacks, causing devastating damage.
The arsenal was densely arranged with a large number of giant crossbows pointing straight into the sky, just to fight against the giant dragons flying from the sea.
But it is a pity that the Braavos Armada, which has no rivals across the Narrow Sea, the Shivering Sea and even the Summer Sea, has brought long-term comfort to the city and even caused the Braavos people to lose their most basic vigilance. They forgot
The threat posed by the dragon.
They were immersed in the peaceful and gentle land, arrogant, arrogant, and dismissive. They never thought that one day someone would burn the flames of war on top of the 'Secret City'.
The red dragon flames falling from the sky continued to destroy the ships of Braavos, and occasionally detonated the kerosene stored in the cabins, causing even larger explosions.
Countless Braavosi soldiers who were in the cabins or at the arsenal port felt like they were being fried in a pot of oil, and they screamed and jumped into the sea.
The giant crossbow pointed straight into the sky was destroyed under the raging dragon flames, and the tall trebuchet also collapsed and fell into the water.
The sea was burning, and the flames rising into the sky lit up the entire sky, creating a scene like the end of the world.
Phew~
Viserys rode on the dragon's back, the wind roaring with a burning sensation in his ears, and his silver armor shone on the burning sea.
He actually wanted to attack Braavos a long time ago, because the other party has challenged his bottom line one after another.
From uniting Pentos and the Iron Throne, to the assassination of the Faceless Men, and the invasion of the Dothraki, although Braavos has done a very clean job and has not caught any evidence, for some people or some things
, no evidence is needed at all, just a clear understanding.
If the early resurgence of the White Walkers hadn't disrupted Viserys's plan, he would have had to intervene in the situation in Westeros in advance, otherwise he would have preferred to conquer the Free Trade Cities first and then attack the Iron Throne.
However, this time Braavos' attack on the young dragon once again touched Viserys's bottom line.
He was not prepared to continue to play tricks with this unfriendly neighbor, but instead used his iron fist to beat him thoroughly and subdue him.
"Balerion!"
Then Viserys shook the saddle ring, and the black dragon suddenly understood.
The giant dragon flew over the sea at extremely high speeds and let out a low neighing sound. Then it flapped its wings and flew into the sky in a sea of fire, heading straight towards the center of Braavos, a prosperous city that never sleeps.
In the city of Braavos, it is a brightly lit city that never sleeps.
Near the Moon Pond in Flooded Town, countless assassins who are skilled in the "Dance of Water" are comparing their skills here.
But at this moment, they all stopped and stared at the sky dumbfounded, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.
The bayonet swords in their hands were of no use at this time.
On the sea between the islands and reefs, the world-famous socialites and courtesans of Braavos were so frightened that they turned pale with fear. They did not bother to entertain the benefactors and quickly ordered their flower boats to dock on the shore.
The prostitutes at Happy Pier and the Cat House also stopped shaking from the guests, climbed down, took only a blanket, came to the window naked, and then opened their mouths slightly.
"Oh my God, Gods be upon you"
Bright firelight lit up the sky. In this night known as the catastrophe, every Braavosian could not escape and would remember it for the rest of their lives.
They never thought that the invincible fleet they were so proud of would one day be as fragile as a piece of paper.
It breaks when you poke it.
It was not until this day that they understood why their ancestors were so afraid of dragons that they even wanted to remain anonymous for a century after the establishment.