Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day.

Chapter 428 Dark Harbor
"Do not!!"

"Don't block the road, run away..."

Everyone's hair stood on end as they pushed and ran away in despair.

boom--

The golden dragon flame was not sloppy at all, pushing all the way along the narrow path and drawing a long golden line in the red rock.

Someone looked up hastily and saw the last glimpse of his life.

An adult dragon with bronze scales all over its body, brown wing membranes, and a ferocious appearance.

Fury of Bronze - Vormisor

"Seven Hells!"

The moment he saw the giant bronze dragon, he welcomed the baptism of dragon flames with a dull expression.

A giant bronze dragon rushed out of the castle, looking down at the victims with cold eyes.

A deep shout came from mid-air.

Become a fearless dragon knight who is good at fighting.

Follow through on the Bronze Fury moniker.

Darkport City of House Dondarrion.

……

Wormisor's vertical eyes were indifferent, and he flapped his wings mechanically, searching for the mercenary who was escaping alone.

A large number of victims passed through the steep bone road and gathered in front of a narrow fortress.

The armor conceals his stout figure, and the jet-black steel adds a bit of fortitude. Paired with the dragon-winged helmet and the clan sword Black Fire, the whole person seems to be twenty years younger.

Once discovered, it will be immediately burned with dragon flames.

Three days in a flash.

Still need to be cleared one by one.

The rock walls on both sides are covered with honeycomb-like shooting holes, always aimed at enemies trying to attack.

According to the intelligence collected by the intelligence chief, a large number of mercenaries have gathered in Bone Road.

Not because of the intense heat, but because of my blood.

More and more victims of the disaster gathered in front of the fortress and refused to retreat, seriously threatening the defense layout of Heigang.

"Wormithor, Dragon Flame!"

In an instant, cries and wailings echoed around the entire rock.

The only thing they could do was to follow the crowd and gather at the fortress on the Bone Road, waiting for the scorching sun.

Occasionally, when a child cries loudly, he will be quickly silenced by an adult.

Seeing the giant dragon hovering above their heads, the victims looked numb and did not know how to hide or cry.

"Haha, let's go."

Viserys gasped slightly and said to himself with a smile: "Fighting with a dragon is still a bit too exciting for me."

"Hiss!"

But it's really cool.

The giant bronze dragon roared, its body over a hundred meters swooping down, and scorching golden fire spewed out from the huge mouth of the abyss.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

Behind the fortress is a majestic castle built on the mountain and towering into the clouds.

Viserys' face was flushed, and he was indescribably excited and proud.

They can no longer survive.

"Wormisor, well done."

At this time, he was wearing black steel armor and a red cloak, with the clan sword Black Fire on his waist.

The fortress was built between the rock walls on both sides, with a height of more than ten feet, and a huge bronze door with horizontal bars.

Viserys was high-spirited and grinned: "There are still many enemies who hope to see the wrath of the sleeping dragon."

After a while, only broken and charred corpses were left everywhere.

There was a sizzling sound, and his face was completely changed.

No food, no hope.

Wormisor was like a bronze sun, soaring swiftly and fiercely toward the other side of the mountain range.

As he spoke, his chest rose and fell more intensely, and he raised his hand to wipe away the hot sweat.

Unknowingly, an emotion called despair spread silently, hanging over the victims' heads more than a giant dragon.

"Hiss-"

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, two dragon roars came from far away, and two giant dragons flew out of the sky of thousands of miles of dark clouds.

One head is black and the other is light blue, chasing one after the other as if they were dancing together.

whoosh-

The giant black dragon plunged down into the sky and glided along the rock wall, smashing the protruding rocks with its sharp claws.

Rhaegar wore a black robe and said softly: "Glutton, don't scare the victims."

"Hiss-"

The giant black dragon had faint green eyes and rushed towards the conspicuous black port with its head held high.

"Hiss..."

Meng Huo chased after her with a pair of light blue wings spread out, and her appearance was as gorgeous as another blue sky and clouds.

Helena's little face was tense, and she looked at the victims who were giving off a stinky smell from time to time.

"dragon……"

"Targaryen..."

Two giant dragons passed over their heads, and the victims were alarmed, staring closely at the dragons and the young girls on their backs.

The dragon guards the fortress, and no one can break through the bone path.

Involuntarily, the victims became more and more desperate. They faced the scorching sun and felt their hearts covered with frost.

After a while, the giant dragon disappeared from sight.

Enter the invisible and intangible Black Harbor City.

……

Black Harbor, front courtyard.

Wormisor landed first, occupying the few remaining open areas of the courtyard.

the other side.

Gluttony and Dreamfire landed outside the courtyard. The more than ten feet of black basalt city wall looked like a row of rural earth walls, barely blocking the strong hind limbs of the two giant dragons.

With a slight peek of the head, the dragon's head jumped over the deep moat, overlooking all corners of the vestibule.

Rhaegar took off his hood and stepped off the dragon's back.

Rumbling--

The city gate slowly opened, and a group of soldiers came out to greet them.

"Rhaegar, my child!"

Viserys took long strides, looking very happy.

"Father, are you okay?" Rega smiled slightly and walked towards him.

Viserys took hold of his eldest son's arm, squeezed the strong muscles, and smiled broadly: "It's great that you can come."

The father and son had already sent a message, and Rhaegar wanted to solve the trouble in the Stormlands first.

"Father."

Helena climbed off the dragon's back, smiled and rushed forward for a hug.

Viserys was wearing armor and could only hug his daughter through the iron sheet, and said distressedly: "Helena, you should stay in King's Landing."

After Maiden's Day, the younger daughter hid in Harrenhal.

Later, he returned to the Red Keep and quietly rushed to the Stormlands.

Helena frowned slightly and reflected: "I want to find a blue island and meet my brother first."

"You mean Tas?"

Viserys was slightly startled and asked in confusion.

The Isle of Tarth is one of the satellite islands off the coast of Westeros.

It is located to the north of Broken Ship Bay, separated from the mainland by a strait.

The island is very beautiful, with different landforms such as mountains, lakes, plains, and valleys.

Because of the blue waters nearby, it is also called the Sapphire Island.

Helena became confused and said vaguely: "I only saw a blue island."

"Then you should really go there and take a look."

Viserys raised an eyebrow, noticing that his youngest daughter was mentally unstable again.

He didn't think Helena had the talent of Long Meng.

Dragon dreams should be triggered by dreams and appear indirectly and stably.

Helena's nonsense was more like the fragmentary images that suddenly flashed in her mind.

"Father, let's talk about it after we get to the city."

Rhaegar changed the subject.

Viserys said hurriedly: "Yes, I asked Count Simon to prepare the banquet."

The old Simon Dondarrion, the Earl of Blackport, nodded gently and dressed meticulously.

This is a proud and face-conscious old fogy.

Also going out to greet him were the white knights Ilik and the brothers Alik, who were always protecting the king.

The two brothers nodded and greeted respectfully: "Prince, princess."

Rhaegar smiled, took Helena's hand and walked inside.

Helena was unhappy, her slightly freckled face almost wrinkled into a bun.

As Rhaegar walked, he said, "We have to go to Highgarden later, so don't be depressed."

"Oh~"

Helena squeaked.

She saw a fishmonger on the blue island and was a little curious about what it meant.

Soon, the group of people entered the front courtyard of the castle.

"Roar……"

Wormisor was lying on the ground, the ferocious dragon head with horns and crown slightly raised, exuding a chilling aura.

Rhaegar took the opportunity to look at the giant bronze beast.

In the past few days, Wormisor has been hunting and killing smuggled mercenaries one after another. He is very energetic and has regained some of his previous ferocity.

Viserys panted slightly and said proudly: "Vormithor is a true warrior, more powerful than I thought."

Compared with the usual dragon riding parade, actually riding a dragon on the battlefield is a different experience.

Rhaegar's eyes fell on his father and asked: "Is your health okay?"

My father has cuts on his body and may not be able to keep up physically.

Viserys waved his hand and said confidently: "Don't worry about me, I'm just a little tired, don't worry about the wound."

I originally thought that fighting a dragon would tear open my wounds and make me embarrassed on the battlefield.

Unexpectedly, nothing happened to him, and Wormisor could take advantage of his air superiority.

While chatting, walk and enter the castle.

Black Harbor City is built on a cliff, facing the bone road. The wall is covered with a layer of vine-like green plants, like a green waterfall.

Walking into the castle hall, the walls and green plants block the sun, and the temperature suddenly becomes cooler.

The old count ordered his attendants to prepare meals and arrange a sumptuous banquet.

Just before we were seated, another person hurried over.

"Your Majesty, the military supplies have been carefully reviewed."

Tailan was sweating profusely and panting to report the mission.

He ran too fast, his blond hair was a little messy, and his clothes smelled faintly of sweat.

There is no trace of the strict external requirements.

Viserys asked about the general situation and motioned for the other party to take a seat.

Tailan nodded ingratiatingly, not forgetting to send greetings to Rhaegar.

Overtly and covertly, the crown prince is his immediate boss.

Rhaegar smiled back, surprised that Tailan was here.

On second thought, it’s no problem.

The Prince's Palace was built in the Dorne Frontier, located behind Black Harbor and stuck at the exit of the Bone Road.

As Tailan was a supervisor and a former imperial minister, temporary recruitment was normal.

Before the meal started, Tailan reported some situations alone.

"The Black Harbor has two thousand infantry, eight hundred archers, twenty-six knights, and some kerosene and other supplies to defend the city."

"There are at least 10,000 Dornish victims outside the city. Several narrow roads have become the targets of mercenaries, but they were all destroyed by His Majesty on the Vormisor."

Rhaegar listened carefully and analyzed the gap between the enemy and ourselves.

First of all, there are no reinforcements in Black Harbor.

In addition to supporting the Kingdom of the Three Daughters, the Stormlands' troops are also clearing out the remnants of Dorne.

It will take at least a month or so to completely restore order and send troops to help.

But that’s okay.

The terrain of Black Harbor is dangerous and the main road is blocked. An army of 3,000 people is enough to stop an army of 100,000 people.

And my father and Womisol are in charge, which is really unbreakable.

Rhaegar's thoughts turned and he realized that the one that needed reinforcements the most was the Prince's Pass.

There is no natural danger like the Bone Road in Prince's Pass, and there is no old guy like Count Simon sitting in Yesong City.

Don't underestimate Simon Dondarrion.

Although this old guy is shameless, he has participated in Rhaenyra's blind date parade before.

In his youth, he was also a fanatic who often fought against the Dornish people.

His military exploits were much greater than those of Royce Cullen and Earl Swin who died in battle.

The waiters served a delicious meal and everyone started to move.

Viserys took a sip of wine and suddenly said seriously: "The Sea Serpent has lost its son and has mobilized the navy of the Stepstone Islands to head towards Slatted Town."

(End of this chapter)