Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 143 Outside the Rain House
"Your Majesty, everyone has been brought here."

Beric Dondarrion, Earl of Blackport, respectfully looked at the back of the valiant king standing at the bow.

Even though he had already seen the infinite charm of divine grace, Beric Dondarrion was still deeply shocked by what he saw and heard at sea these two days.

Definitely one of the great miracles in the history of war.

In two days and two nights, the huge fleet unexpectedly rushed from Stone Dance City to the coast of Yuwu City!
That's a full two hundred leagues.

In exchange for the new unit formulated by the divine grace light curtain, the distance is close to [-] kilometers.

Even if a single swan boat sails at the fastest speed, even if the wind direction is always smooth and the sea is gentle, it is absolutely impossible to guarantee such a long distance in two days.

Not to mention a fleet with more than [-] warships and tens of thousands of people!

Especially the steel battleship under his feet.

Beric Dondarrion knew its horror at sea.No sails, no oars, unstoppable locomotion entirely by steel and divine grace.

The huge fleet has become its drag.

If it weren't for the "slow" fleet that had to wait, the "Shen En" might have arrived at its destination a day earlier.

And the seemingly slow and useless fleet was actually the most powerful sea fortress that Beric Dondarrion had ever seen, capable of matching or even defeating several times of warships and enemies.

He saw it with his own eyes.

On the "King Robert's Hammer", the Priest of Grace who was equipped with the ship performed his abilities, making the sailors and crew members of the whole ship refreshed and without fatigue.

The fleet was thus able to sail all day and all night.

On the "Wrath", the holy warlock was immersed in repairing the ship and couldn't extricate himself.

Every day and a half, the whole ship seems to be rebuilt, brand new, with a more beautiful and firm structure, and easier and smoother sailing.

There are no trebuchets or ballistas on the deck of the "Glory of Chaotou Island". Instead, there are long steel pipes integrated with the deck, which are moved around by the magicians of the holy creation.

This device is called "Naval Cannon".

Water and fire, Beric Dondarrion couldn't help but marvel at the wonderful combination of this pair.

Pour clean water or sea water directly into the long steel pipe, then block the mouth of the pipe with one or several iron balls, swing the mouth of the pipe, and the Holy Fire Warrior steps forward to inject the flame.

Bang!
The steel screamed, the white mist steamed, and the distant sea immediately burst into a terrifying huge spray.

Some of the steel balls are even terrifying creations similar to the "droplets", but they are even bigger, and the explosions are even more violent and hot.

It's hard to imagine what it would be like if this kind of thing hit a person.

Unfortunately, Beric Dondarrion knew that, whether he wanted it or not, this unknown but certainly terrifying scene was about to take place.

Ahead is Yuwu City.

Unfortunately, the Welders of Rainroom City support the rebellious Renly Baratheon.

What's more unfortunate is that Rain House City is located on the north shore of Cape Wrath, next to Shipbreaker Bay, and the sea water near the sea is deep enough, and the castle is close enough to the sea.

Deep enough for battleships to pass through, and close enough for the "water balloons" of naval guns to enter.

As long as the king gives an order, the merciless water and fire will unreservedly show their icy cold and hot as hell.

Steel will also give full play to its hard and sharp advantages.

All it takes is one command.

The battleship under his feet was shaking imperceptibly, and the waves in Beric Dondarrion's heart were much bigger than this. Excitement, surprise, fear and sighs stirred his heart sea together.

With one order, how many people will die because of it, and how many brilliance and glory will be dimmed and wiped out.

How many orders like this will be issued?

The night was dark.

The turbulent waves slapped the steep cliffs and moved the silent fleet.

Beric Dondarrion slightly raised his eyes. The king's back was dark and deep. The bright light came from Rain House City in front, reflecting a firm silhouette, as if he wanted to take the whole world into his palm.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to be just a moment.

The king turned around.

"Lord Bailey, you have worked hard."

"I am willing to serve Your Majesty." Beric Dondarrion took a step back, letting out the four figures behind him.

Ser Hart Fell of Fallenwood, Ser Roland Storm of Nightsong, Ser Bruce Buckler of the Bronzegate, Ser Narbert Granderson of All-Seeing.

Follow the instructions.

These four knights who commanded the rebel army accompanied Bailey and his party to board the ship in Stone Dance City, and the other captives were handed over to the Dragonstone Island fleet.

But for two days, this was the first time the king had summoned them.

Compared with Berri, these four knights of the Stormlands were obviously more unable to resist the huge shock brought by this fantasy fleet. They were all cautious and subdued, lest they would anger the owner of the fleet and bring disaster to the family.

Nabert Granderson nailed that answer too.

Without the blessing of the gods, Lord Renly's appeal would have been almost impossible to succeed.And the day when he returns to the family, I'm afraid it will be very soon.

under the moonlight.

Joffrey studied the four captured knights, and the four houses behind them.

The Bronze Gate City is next to the King's Road and is the northern gate of Storm's End.

The location of Fallenwood City doesn't matter much, but now that Renly is marching there, and when he receives news of the fleet's attack, the most likely frontline fortress is Fallenwood City.

Yege City is the first echelon of the Stormlands, good at fighting, but they call themselves the "Frontier Commander", with big ambitions.

Quanshicheng, what a resounding name.

Joffrey looked at Nabert Granderson, "The Sleeping Lion doesn't sleep well, why did he join the rebellion rashly, isn't he afraid of bringing disaster to the family?"

Nabert Granderson replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The Granderson family swore allegiance to Storm's End. Although they knew the dangers and bloodshed, they could only walk into the abyss without hesitation."

Joffrey chuckled, "Which one is bigger, the king or the lord?"

Nabert dared not answer.

"Many think that oath to the lord should be more obeyed." Joffrey took a step forward.

"But in my dynasty, the first lord that any lord or knight will serve can only be me. There is no doubt, do you understand?"

Nabert bowed deeply.

"Renew your oath, now, to the lord you first served," Joffrey ordered.

After a short silence.

Narbert dropped to one knee and swore the oath of allegiance in a trembling voice.

Satisfied, Joffrey turned to the next man.

"Hart Fell, what's your answer? After capturing Storm's End, the decisive battle will probably be at Fallen Wood."

Hart Fell could not resist.

"Bruce Buckler? You saw the divine grace on the battleship. Can the copper gate of the Copper Gate City resist such steel and flames?"

Bruce naturally didn't have the courage to stand up.

"Roland Storm. The Karen family in Nightsong City has brought hundreds of thousands of refugees to King's Landing. Earl Wendwater and Earl Marseille demand justice. What do you think is the appropriate level?"

The Bastard of Nightsong also swears.

Beric Dondarrion, Lord of Blackport, followed, swearing allegiance to the king rather than the lord.That's what he did.

Joffrey turned and looked at Rainhouse.

"preparation."

(End of this chapter)