The battle of Tianji City finally came to an end in the afterglow of the setting sun.
rustle...
Viserys' figure appeared on the battlefield, and he walked slowly towards this side step by step.
Wow——
The black cloak fixed with a metal dragon head medal on his shoulders fluttered slightly in the wind and made a sound.
boom--
And his partner, the black dragon Balerion, landed heavily on the edge of the broken city wall of Tianji City, setting off billowing air waves and sand dust.
It raised its huge and ferocious head, and looked down at the little ones below with a pair of fearful and scarlet eyes.
Then the huge mouth of the abyss opened and a deafening roar suddenly came out, which spread far away.
It could feel the rage inside Viserys.
"Roar--"
Wow——
When the dragon roared, the royal soldiers and the nobles of the Reach who were present to make way for Viserys were all frightened and immediately knelt down on one knee, densely packed in a large area.
Some of them had seen Viserys, and some had not.
They originally thought that His Majesty the King just sent his mount to fight, but they did not expect that His Majesty actually led the expedition himself and rode a dragon to Dorne to put down the rebellion.
And the anxiety that was felt just now is even more frightening now, because no one knows what will happen next when Viserys finds out that his prime minister is dead.
Today's Tianji City is in ruins, the flames in the city have not been extinguished, the thick smoke is still floating, and the corpses of Dornish soldiers are lying everywhere on the ground.
However, the royal soldiers and the knights from the Reach who were present just knelt on one knee in the center of the corpse, not daring to raise their heads. They looked at the scorched earth beneath them, their throats rolled, and they swallowed a mouthful of spit.
At the end of the passage that the Knights of the Reach let go was a corpse placed on the door panel.
There was no stretcher here, let alone a coffin. Only a door panel was found from the ruins, and the body was placed on it first. There was not even a white cloth to cover the body, only the corner of a flag covering the face.
On the chest of the corpse was a golden Hand of the King medal, which should have reflected dazzling light under the afterglow of the setting sun. However, this medal had been stained with a large amount of blood from its owner, and had lost the luster and glory brought by gold.
Viserys walked slowly in front of the corpse, the strong wind on the top of the mountain blowing his hair slightly.
There was no anger or other emotions on the silver-haired young man's face. Perhaps he hid all his emotions.
"Um."
Then he nodded slightly and signaled to a Prime Minister Tower guard beside him.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The other party knelt on one knee and quickly got up to remove the veil from Jon Connington's face for Viserys, exposing his cheek.
At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, his gray-red beard was still stained with blood, but his face was pale, without any blood, and his body was already cold.
Jon Connington's flame has gone out.
Viserys has seen this result from prophecies. His prophecy ability is full of too many uncontrollables and often only has some fragmented fragments.
If he had known this... he would never have let Jon Connington come to Dorne.
However, it was too late to say this now. He only had his last fantasy, but Jon Connington was indeed dead, and even the black mist could not save him.
"Jon."
Viserys's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clenched his leather-gloved fingers.
Who would have thought that after the situation was decided, Jon Clinton would capsize in this small gutter?
However, accidents in this world always come unexpectedly.
Jon Connington suppressed Oberyn and personally led the army to the war, but he didn't expect that it would be his swan song and he would never return to King's Landing again.
And the other side.
"come over!"
"hurry up!"
The war came to an end, the royal army completely captured Tianji City, and there was no longer any resistance in the castle.
The soldiers found the surviving Dornish nobles from the ruins. Most of them were dead or wounded, and only a few were still alive. However, they had all been roasted to death by the dragon flames. They were already dying when they found them, including the owner of Tianji City.
Franklin Fowler.
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty!"
The royal soldiers escorted the prisoners to Viserys, then pressed their shoulders and made them all kneel to the ground.
"Your Majesty, this is the murderer!"
The soldiers of the royal army found the culprit of the stabbing, a young man whose hair and leather armor were singed, and whose face was red and black. He was the heir of Sandstone City, Gulian Kogel.
Gurion Kogel was lucky enough not to be hit when the dragon flames collapsed the roof of the castle hall, and then saw his brother's murderer Jon Connington.
Then blinded by hatred, in order to avenge his brother, he secretly shot Jon Clinton with a cold arrow.
However, at this moment he came to his senses and looked at the body of Jon Clinton lying on the ground. He was also enveloped in regret and fear.
"Your Majesty, spare your life!"
"Your Majesty, spare your life!"
When the other Dornish nobles who were escorted over saw Viserys, they trembled as if they were seeing a devil, and they quickly kowtowed to pray for mercy.
Many of them had seen Viserys in person during the public trial in King's Landing, but they did not expect to see him again just a year later, but this time they were prisoners awaiting trial below.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to plead guilty!"
"I am willing to plead guilty!"
Among this group of Dornish nobles, the old falcon with gray hair and beard, the protagonist of this incident, Franklin Fowler, Count of Tianji City, his face was covered with blood, and he knew that he had seen Viserys.
There is definitely no way to escape his guilt, and now he just wants to survive.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to plead guilty!"
"I am willing to put on black clothes and go to the Great Wall to guard the border!"
Franklin Fowler now no longer wants to escape guilt, but only hopes to be qualified to wear black clothes.
However, this matter is no longer the focus. The death of the Prime Minister on the battlefield is the real big deal.
As the murderer, Gulian Kogel's face was pale and without any blood, comparable to Jon Connington lying on the ground.
"I..."
He opened his mouth, wanting to beg for mercy or to justify his actions, but he didn't know whether it was because of fear or other reasons that he didn't say anything.
He is the only one left in the Kogel family in Sandstone City. His father, Quentin Kogel, was burned alive by dragon flames just now.
If he dies again, the Kogel family of Sandstone City will be officially destroyed and withdraw from the stage of history.
"Kill them all."
However, Viserys just raised his head and glanced at them, and then said these words lightly, deciding their fate.
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty!"
All the captured Dornish nobles were in panic, but Viserys ignored them and turned away.
However, at this moment, invisible to others, a black mist emerged from Jon Clinton's body.
It seemed to be attracted by a certain quality in Viserys and burrowed directly into his body.
"Um?"
Viserys paused slightly as he walked out, then turned sideways and looked at Jon's body.