Titus Peake, Earl of Starshuttle City, went back and forth, surrendering first and then rebelling. He successfully captured a city gate in a surprise attack and held on until reinforcements from the Reach arrived.
The Dornish army also fought back after encountering a surprise attack. The battlefields between the two sides were all over the interior and exterior of Star Shuttle City, and there were cries of killing everywhere.
"kill!"
Titus Peake was covered in blood with a long sword in his hand, slashing left and right, repelling waves of attacks from the Dornish army, and then finally had time to breathe heavily.
Rumble——
Knights from the Reach poured into the city, greatly relieving the pressure he was under.
It was deep into the night, but the city was filled with flames. It was unknown who had ignited the kerosene, and thick smoke was billowing into the sky.
Count Titus Peake watched his home fall into flames, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
He seemed to regret once again jumping left and right to join the camp in the Reach, but then he strengthened his belief and clenched his fist tightly.
"No."
"I don't regret it."
He was originally a noble from the Reach, but he had gone astray before and listened to the rumors of traitors, so he betrayed his hometown and his loyal lord.
And now Titus Peake believes he's on the right track.
"Margaux..."
Then Count Titus thought of his wife who was still in the clutches of the devil, and felt a pain in his heart. He felt sorry for his wife.
"Come! Everyone, follow me!"
Looking at the chaotic battlefield under the city wall, Titus Peak was heartbroken. He held a long sword in his hand and called on all Star Shuttle City soldiers to follow him.
No one is more familiar with the terrain of Star Shuttle City than him. He wants to lead the troops to rescue his wife and kill the demons who defiled his wife with his own hands.
...
On the other side, the fierce battle in Star Shuttle City continues.
The kerosene stored in the city was detonated, and the blazing fire lit up the sky red.
"Hold on!"
"Hold on!"
"Don't panic!"
Sir Roger Alyon of the City of Divine Grace slashed and killed several deserters with a long sword in his hand, intending to control the entire chaotic situation.
Although the Dornish army is resisting tenaciously now, its command is chaotic and most of them are fighting independently. The soldiers can't find their generals, and the generals can't find their soldiers.
"Everyone obey my orders!"
However, his roar had a very small impact, and only the Dornish soldiers around him obeyed his orders.
Bang——
Then Roger Alyon grabbed a passing Dornish nobleman. He was Andre Dart, the younger brother of Sir Denzel Dart, the Knight of Lemon Grove.
The young Dornish warrior was panting at the moment, with panic written on his tender cheeks.
This is the first time he has participated in a battle. Although it is not the first time he has killed someone, the battlefield and killing are two completely different things.
A vicious murderer is nothing on the battlefield.
"Andre Dart?"
Roger Alyon grabbed the collar of the young Lemon Grove Knight. He didn't know who the person in front of him was, but he recognized it after taking a look at the coat of arms on the other person's chest.
Andre Dart's mind was completely blank at the moment. There were flames all around, and enemies were everywhere rushing out from a corner at any time. He was completely stunned.
At this moment, he was suddenly grabbed by the collar, and Andre Dart was about to have a seizure.
But when he saw that the other party was Sir Roger Allion from the City of Divine Grace, the son-in-law of Lord Yronwood, his mind suddenly became much clearer and he did not dare to be presumptuous.
And Roger Alyon naturally did not need to consider what a young man who came to the army to be gilded would think, so he grabbed him by the collar and shouted loudly.
"go!"
"Tell your brother to bring everyone closer to me!"
"Go quickly!"
Then Roger Alyon kicked the young lemon grove knight on the butt.
"yes!"
Andre Dart shivered after receiving the order, then turned around and ran away, looking for his brother Denzel Dart.
"Everyone come to me!"
"Occupy the tower over there! Quick, quick, quick!"
…
The battle in Star Shuttle City was fierce. After the Dornish army passed the initial panic, it quickly gradually gained a firm foothold under the command.
The commander of the Dornish army, Lord Anders Yronwood, sat in a wheelchair and occupied the commanding heights of Star Shuttle City to personally direct the battle.
His guards, on the other hand, stood on the left and right. They had just repelled the attack of several soldiers from the River Bend, killed them and threw their bodies down.
On the other side, the equally lame de facto commander of the Reach army and heir to Highgarden, Willas Tyrell, also ignored the danger and rode his horse to the frontline battlefield.
"Help me dismount."
Then he turned over and got off the horse with the help of the soldiers, still holding a cane in one hand.
He climbed onto the wall of Star Shuttle City, overlooked the battlefield, and personally directed the battle.
Whoosh——
Several stray arrows flew across the battlefield, but Willas Tyrell remained unafraid and insisted on staying on the front line with the soldiers.
This battle was extremely fierce and lasted for a whole night, mainly because the Dornish army showed great tenacity. It was not until the sky turned white that fish belly turned white, and the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.
Although the Dornish army tenaciously resisted the attack of the Reach army, the number of soldiers around them became smaller and smaller, and the area of the city they controlled was gradually reduced.
The two sides fought repeatedly in a small area of the city, leaving layers of corpses on the ground. In the end, the Dornish army was compressed to the point where only the central main keep was left, and the rest of the area was occupied by the Riverland army.
occupied.
Lord Anders Yronwood, the commander of the Dornish army, was besieged in the main castle, along with many other Dornish nobles. The situation had become precarious.
"The war is over!"
"Father!"
Bang——
Sir Roger Alyon's body was covered in blood, and the sword in his hand was curled. Panting, he opened the door and came to his father-in-law.
"Rethink it!"
"For more brothers to survive!"
Lord Anders Yronwood, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was silent and breathing a little heavily.
The other side.
"The war is over."
Willas Tyrell, who was on crutches, looked at the situation on the battlefield and finally breathed a sigh of relief, showing a relaxed expression.
His eyes were bloodshot. The soldiers fought fiercely all night, and he didn't sleep all night.
"Fortunately, father."
Then Vilas turned his head and looked at his father and his two brothers.
Garlan the Valiant Tyrell, Willas' younger brother Loras.
He was originally supposed to be sent to Storm's End as Renly's squire, but due to the war, he was unable to leave Highgarden. It was an accident of fate and he escaped.
Looking at his versatile eldest son, Mace Tyrell showed a satisfied smile on his face.
What a good boy. It would have been better if Villas' leg hadn't been broken...
However, at this moment, a faint roar seemed to be heard, like thousands of horses galloping, or like a sudden muffled thunder in the sky.
"Um?"
"What sound?"
‘Brave’ Garland Tyrell was the first to react. He seemed to hear something faintly, and then he raised his head and looked at the sky.
And Willas Tyrell seemed to have heard this voice. He raised his head and looked at the cloudless sky, and then his expression suddenly changed.