Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 158 Reinforcement
Before he died, Ser Agg Rivers ordered the flesh and skin of his skull to be boiled, and the bones were gilded, so that future generations would carry it into battle on the day of returning to the west.The successive heads of the Golden Group have carried on this tradition.

And now, this group of ghosts lost in a foreign country has returned.

They had been waiting, and they had been waiting since the last master, Ser Mies Toyne the Black, signed a treaty with Illyrio, the governor of Pentos.

The fat governor planned to marry Princess Targaryen to the horse king of Dothraki in exchange for fifty thousand roaring warriors to support the recovery of the beggar king. At that time, they would join the team and return to Westeros, but the beggar king died unexpectedly.Then he put his hope on the little girl, and the Golden Group could only continue to wait.

When Westeros was thrown into chaos by civil war, and when the Dothraki came to the Free Cities, they knew their time had come.

Captain Harry Strickland led the Golden Company across the sea from Pentos.

At this time, the clouds are dark and the wind is tight, and the wind and waves are very noisy tonight. The ships can only fasten their anchors and draw in their sails.

"Why don't you attack them by force, they are already at the end of their battle."

Facing the question, the homeless Harry Strickland tightened his flying cloak and said, "Strike is not a good job, and besides, there are no gold coins waiting for you on this broken island."

"How is the progress on Chaotou Island?" the head of the group asked him.

"The defense there is not as good as here, it has been taken down."

Harry Strickland shivered. "It's much colder in Westeros than there. We should light some fire."

"Harry, you'd better look over there."

He looked east.

Dragonstone is like a mountain-shaped island, with cluttered woods, steep cliffs on the south, rugged rocky land on the west, and much flatter east, with a beach near the sea.

Sentinels with spears and crossbows patrolled the camps on the east bank, and the strong wind crackled on the banners.

The sky was extremely dark and the air-conditioning was overwhelming, making people feel listless. A dozen or so mercenaries hugged each other and leaned against the fire, while some leaned against the fire to take a light sleep.

Occasionally dice playing and singing can be heard.

It was as if a gust of wind was blowing by, and the sound of the gusts of wind was like the wailing of the devil under the seven layers of hell.

Moore sat by the fire, the spear by his lap, arms folded, eyes closed, resting.

The flames were burning through his eyelids, he only felt a mass of bright red in front of him, something suddenly flashed, covering the light, and Moore couldn't help opening his eyes slightly.

Half leaning back and squinting towards the sky, it was a mass of white shadows, especially bright in the dark night.

The shadow grew bigger and bigger in the dark night until he could see what it was.

Its silver scales were as thick as metal, and its head was like a tall war horse, covered with various hard lines. Sharp teeth protruded from its mouth, and its wings spread out like a soaring eagle.

He watched the monster swoop down, and then spit out a huge flame from its mouth, instantly engulfing the entire fire.

The flame was like a burning long sword, cutting the ground directly, and then moved forward continuously.

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The sound of the horn spread to the camp on the east bank.

The flames shot up into the sky, and the howling sounded one after another.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

The eyes of the entire Dragonstone Island were focused on the east coast, the flames were crackling and flickering, and the ships on the sea and the camps on the shore stalls emitted billowing smoke and dazzling fire.

The situation on the east coast is naturally seen by everyone in the castle. Their rescuers have finally arrived. The defenders on Dragonstone Island have long been ready to go. Just wait for the flames to flash, the gates are opened, and nine hundred soldiers with great momentum come from the castle Killed out, charged all the way to the west coast.

Three hundred cavalry charged forward, and the mercenaries stationed on the west bank also charged them.

Soon the two streams of people merged together, screaming and killing, and the weapons flashing.

After a bitter battle, Davos led the soldiers who had broken through the siege to a predetermined hidden coast, and the pursuers behind them were tightly locked together. If the reinforcements did not arrive, this would be their graveyard.

The fog on the sea was full of mystery, and there was nothing but the howling sea wind. Davos looked at the sea silently. When the maester gave him the wounded raven and the letter, he wondered in his heart whether it would be It is the trick of the enemy.

The calm sea seemed to tell him that this was an enemy's plan to lure them out of the city.

The enemy has surrounded from all directions.

Davos turned around from the sea with the long sword in his hand.

He felt that the team began to become restless and desperate, and Jafari Dondarrion leaned against him and asked him loudly: Where are the reinforcements?

Earl Hugh Granderson of All-Seeing City advised them to give up resistance.

"Here they come! They're coming!" someone yelled.

All eyes were on the sea, the pointed bow pierced through the fog like a spear, five warships came riding the wind and waves, and dozens of pairs of oars were shaking.

There was a roar of battle on the coast instantly, and they quickly formed formations to meet the reinforcements.

The horn blew directly on the sea, the battleship docked on the bay, countless feeder ships were released, and the ships carrying soldiers quickly rowed towards the coast, and six sea ships were slowly approaching behind the battleship.

Under the cover of the army on the shore, the landing troops successfully landed, and the addition of reinforcements boosted their morale, and the mercenaries were quickly killed and retreated.

Camillo stepped down first and walked to Davos' side, "My lord, I was ordered by Lord Cole to meet His Majesty the King."

Davos shook his head. "The king is already."

Camillo was stunned for a moment, then said, "Then please board the ship as soon as possible, and we will take cover."

Picked up by the shuttle boat, they quickly retreated to sea.

The flames on the east coast were still spreading, and the Golden Group's eyes had long been attracted to this side.

"Let the arrows! Let the arrows!" The officer commanded the mercenaries to attack the flying monster with bows and arrows.

He is too fast.

Harry Strickland came with soldiers from the port of the fishing village.

Soon the white shadow flying in the night was caught in their eyes.

Giant dragons have not appeared on Westeros continent for hundreds of years. People have different opinions on their appearance, but what everyone can be sure of is that giant dragons can spit out hot flames.

It was through this monster that the Valyrians established the huge Valyrian Freedom Fortress, and the Targaryens also conquered the continent of Westeros through the dragon.

After wrecking a pass on the east coast, the white dragon disappeared into the night.

And what he left behind was a burned body that was beyond recognition, the blazing flames, the camp and the sea in a panic, and the voice of wailing and giving orders spread everywhere.

(End of this chapter)