Game of Thrones: Overlord of the Deep Sea

Chapter 177

When Victarion arrived at Sea Dragon Cape with 2000 people, his face was surprised.

Because at this time, there were two to three thousand people in front of the road leading to Deepwood Castle, including two tall giants.

Victarion was a little puzzled. According to what Euron said, his niece Asha should be in Deepwood Castle at this time, but the road to Deepwood Castle was blocked by a group of wildlings.

Most of this group of savages were women and teenagers, only the hundreds of people in the middle led by two giants seemed to be well-equipped.

Victarion was keenly aware that something was wrong. If Asha really occupied Deepwood Motte, it is impossible for these wildlings to gather here.

"Wiggins, go and tell the person on the other side that we are here to find Asha Greyjoy," Victarion said.

Wiggins nodded, then came to the front of the formation and loudly stated his intention.

Bernardo frowned, and said displeasedly: "Bibi said something crookedly, scolding, right? Bring the arrow!"

The deputy quickly handed the bow and arrow to Bernardo. Bernardo is an excellent archer among the free people, and it is precisely because of his excellent bow and arrow skills that he became Miller's adjutant.

Seeing that there was no echo from the other party, Wiggins felt that it should be a language barrier, so he turned around and prepared to go back.

The moment Wiggins turned around, a sharp arrow pierced through his neck with a puff.

Wiggins' eyes widened in an instant. He hadn't seen Lord Victarion ascend the Salt Throne, but he finally fell down slowly with unwillingness.

Victarion's hair stood on end in anger. Wiggins was his dear friend and brother, and he died in the middle of the negotiations between the two armies.

"Fuck, kill, kill these savages!" Victarion roared furiously.

Two thousand well-equipped ironborn rushed towards the forest clan in an instant.

It is said to be well-equipped, but in fact it is only relatively speaking. If one-fifth of the iron class is equipped with excellent iron and leather armor, this troop can be called elite.

This point is practical no matter where the army is placed. Not everyone can have gold mines everywhere like the Western Territory. Every soldier can be assigned weapons and armor during battle.

Miller obviously knew this too. Except for the decent weapons of the Winter Sons, all the wildlings of the clan had spears and sticks.

Miller looked at the charging ironmen with a smile on his lips. As soon as he raised his hand, a hundred archers immediately set up their bows and prepared.

While Miller was waiting for the best shooting distance, the surrounding spear wives and teenagers roared loudly, and then a group of people rushed out under the dull gazes of Miller and Bernardo.

That aura, how should I put it, is worthy of being a person who fights to protect his homeland, the aura is really full.

But the problem is that battles are not fought like this, the opponent is the one who is enraged and charges.

At this moment, Bernardo didn't know what to do, so he could only look at Miller.

"屮!" Miller yelled angrily, and then asked everyone not to follow the charge, but called Wangwang and Xianbei over.

"After a while, when the two sides collide, the whole army rushes to kill the Iron Race camp. Wangwang and Xianbei open the way and go straight to the leader of the opposing team, Xiaoming!"

Just as Miller was nervously watching the flow of people who were about to collide, a vague roar came.

Miller and Bernardo were stunned for a while, and then the second roar came clearly.

"Sigh--"

Two figures, one red and one black, descended from the sky, and then the hot dragon flames instantly opened a huge gap in the formation of the iron species.

Miller looked pleasantly surprised, but he didn't expect Jack to come to support himself with two dragons!
The biggest advantage of the dragon is air-to-ground and high mobility, and Jack certainly won't waste it.

At this time, Asha was also shocked. Obviously, she still underestimated the AOE damage of the dragon. Even Daenerys' little black dragon flame could overturn a dozen people.

And the giant dragon under her crotch is even more exaggerated, with a body size of 12 meters and continuous dragon flames, it will take away a lot of life every second.

This feeling is like trampling ants to death with your feet when you were a child, and it is completely different from the feeling of killing someone yourself.

He moved his stride a bit to make the dragon below more comfortable, and then began to scan the ironborn below.

Soon Asha found the man she was looking for - Victarion Greyjoy.

She could tell at a glance that the people below were the elite Iron Fleet, and the leader of the Iron Fleet was her uncle Victarion.

"That man is my uncle, Victarion Greyjoy, the commander of this army. If he hadn't swept away the gold and silver in Pike City, I might not have lost to Euron Grey. Joey."

"If you kill him, can you control the Iron Fleet?" This is Jack's most concerned question.

"You can try!" Asha wasn't sure if she could control the Iron Fleet, after all, Victarion had been in charge of the Iron Fleet since her father Balon's first rebellion.

When Jack heard the words, he instantly entered the dragon spirit state, and Kraxhu's eyes changed, and he climbed to the top of Victarion.

At this time, Victarion was anxiously commanding the soldiers to disperse, and then gathered the archers, aiming at the little black dragon.

Drogon was breathing out dragon flames recklessly, his eyes were full of excitement, the feeling of slaughter made his scales tremble with excitement.

"Hiss—" an excited growl came from Drogon's mouth.

Just then, as Drogon flew low, Victarion saw the moment and ordered the arrows to be fired.

The dense rain of arrows shot at Drogon at an oblique angle of 75 degrees. Daenerys on Drogon's back keenly noticed all this. Drogon was dazzled by excitement, but she didn't.

Entering the dragon spirit state in an instant, Daenerys' brain was filled with brutal pleasure.

While it's as brain-stimulating as the thrill of recharging, killing feels more brutal and uncontrollable.

Fortunately, Daenerys has charged a lot of times and has a relatively strong control ability. After entering Drogon's consciousness, she instantly raised Drogon's body and blocked the rain of arrows with the hardest scales on her chest.

But the edge of the fragile patagium was still pierced with several holes, and the pain was transmitted to Dani through the dragon spirit state.

Not daring to stay too long, Dany controlled Drogon to quickly raise her position to ensure that the rain of arrows could not hit her, and then went to attack the infantry.

At this time, Victarion looked excited, "It seems that the dragon is not invincible, the red one has come down, get ready, get ready!"

Koraxhu swooped down from the sky, and when the distance was still 30 meters, Victarion ordered the arrow to be released.

Korakxiu instantly changed from a dive to a gliding state, directly blocking all surveillance with his wings.

Unlike Drogon, Kraxo had fine scales attached to the edge of his wing membrane. If it wasn't for the fear of injury to Jack on his back, Kraxo wouldn't even change his swooping movements.

Seeing that Corax was not injured at all, Victarion instantly realized that the red dragon was much stronger, so he organized a second wave of arrow rain.

But Koraxhu would not give him this chance, he swooped down again, opening his mouth wide, Victarion could even see the scarlet dragon flames gathering!
(End of this chapter)