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

Chapter 449 Red Queen Bloodworm

Starting from the center of the courtyard, dark green dragon flames poured out in all directions.

A large number of Dorne soldiers only felt a green light above their heads, and then they were burned into ashes in an instant.

Tower gate.

The dragon flames dripped down, and dozens of masked men who tried to slay the dragon were engulfed.

The sheep thief stuck his butt out, and the dragon's tail was stretched straight and stretched hard, but unfortunately it got stuck in the dragon's flame.

Suddenly,

"Hiss!!"

With a sharp roar, the sheep thief exerted 200% of his strength, frantically pulling at the dragon head of the owner.

"Sheep thief!"

Aemond was horrified, thinking someone had hurt it.

A look of pain appeared in the sheep thief's pupils, and his shriveled dragon head banged against the wall.

Boom!

The thick wall broke into pieces and was smashed to pieces.

The sheep thief quickly pulled out the dragon head and crawled out screaming.

While crawling around with the support of its wings, it beat its dragon tail to extinguish the flames and raised its head in resentment.

It wants to see who dares to burn its tail.

His vertical pupils widened and met a pair of green pupils.

"Hiss-"

Under a bright moon, the Glutton flapped its wings and hovered in the air, its ferocious dragon head overlooking the entire castle.

The sheep thief took one look and saw his green vertical pupils staring back at him like an abyss.

Greed, cunning, tyranny...

All the symbols of evil are well-deserved.

"Hiss..."

The sheep thief immediately stopped his actions, glared at the bugs in the yard with all his heart, opened his dragon mouth and spewed out dragon flames.

It came to rescue the driver and burn all these reptiles first.

"Roar……"

The Glutton's green eyes were dim, and he landed in the front hall with a bang, and a trace of ambergris flowed out of his dragon mouth.

Rhaegar glanced at it, then jumped off the dragon's back.

One person and one dragon share the same mind.

The glutton felt his anger, he felt the glutton's prey.

"Prince, His Majesty is in the tower."

Alec broke through the crowd and stumbled forward in his blood-stained armor.

In the front hall, two giant dragons were wreaking havoc on the left and right, with dark green and brown flames shooting up into the sky.

The Dornish soldiers were like chicks just hatched from their shells. The dragon killed one with one bite and killed a large number with a sweep of its wings.

Rhaegar had a grim expression on his face as he walked through the wailing and flames, walking towards the tower as if no one was around.

In front of the tower, rubble piled up into a mountain.

Amidst the charred corpses on the ground, Haman was covered in green flames and rolled on the ground wailing.

Rega noticed the clan emblem on his chest, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped on the other's head and walked through the gate.

The hall was in a mess and smelled strongly of burning.

First look.

When Rega saw his father lying unconscious in Ilic's arms, he was so angry that he stepped forward and said, "Father!"

Rushing closer, he turned around and asked Erik: "What happened? The castle was almost captured by the Dornish."

After taking control of Sunspear, he rushed to Yronwood without stopping.

I’m worried that there aren’t enough troops in Heigang and my father might be in danger.

Unexpectedly, the Dornishmen were so crazy that they dared to plan to assassinate the king.

Ilic looked ashamed and said weakly, "There is a secret passage in the city. If it weren't for Prince Aemond, your Majesty would have almost met with an accident."

The timing of the Dornish attack was too subtle.

Alec led the patrol while Cole patrolled the city gates.

Set fire to lure the tiger away from the mountain and take advantage of the gap in defense.

No one would have thought that the Dornish would actually assassinate the king directly.

After hearing this, Rhaegar was furious. He reached out to touch his father's cuts and used Ouroboros to heal them.

Sunspear had just been conquered, and the news of Koalun's death had not yet spread.

Under this premise, the Dornishmen dared to openly kill the king, which was more than just arrogant.

Simply lawless!
After confirming that there were no other wounds on his father's body, Rhaegar breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly thought of Aemond.

Turn around and look.

Aemond stood alone at the edge of the ruins, looking at this side anxiously.

One eye was shying away with guilt, the other eye...

Rhaegar was slightly startled and couldn't move his eyes away.

On Emond's slightly freckled face, a bloodstain ran up and down his left eye.

The eye was tightly closed, the wound revealed soft flesh, and blood was flowing all over the face.

Because of the pain, Aemond was shaking all over, filled with sadness.

"Aemond!"

Rhaegar's expression changed slightly, and he almost lost consciousness and interrupted the Ouroboros movement, which was already very skilled.

Emond was like a lost child who had finally found support. His right eye showed stubbornness as he whispered, "I didn't run away. I always stood in front of my father."

The voice is light, but contains strong emotions.

Rhaegar's heart felt heavy, and he realized what his father and brother had just experienced. His lips moved: "Come, come to me."

"elder brother!"

Aemond rushed forward with tears in his right eye.

Rhaegar forced a smile and hugged his hard-working brother.

Look at this hall, there are corpses all over the floor.

Eric was covered in blood, his eyes gradually became unfocused, and it seemed like he would die in the next second.

Aemond's back was covered with blisters and he lost his left eye.

Only my father had no new wounds on his body and was well protected.

"hiss!"

As Emond threw himself into his arms, the movement strained his left eye and back, causing him to scream in pain.

I didn’t feel anything just now, but as soon as I saw my eldest brother coming, my whole body was in pain.

"Well done."

Rhaegar rubbed his head, rested his head on his shoulder, and said seriously: "Aemond, from tonight on, you are a real man."

Facing a horde of enemies, he dared to protect his family. This is what a Targaryen is like.

"Hmm~" Aemond choked.

At this moment, the unconscious Viserys frowned and murmured unconsciously.

"Aemond... Rhaegar... come and help him..."

"Aemond... my child..."

While shouting the name, the body spasmed unconsciously.

"Father, I'm here."

Rhaegar hurried to stop it, Ouroboros swallowed the black air of the cut, and gently comforted his frightened father.

Father was never a perfect person.

Riding a dragon to personally conquer Dorne was one of the bravest decisions he had made in his life. Now that he was being assassinated, with his weak body and spirit, he didn't know if he could survive.

As if hearing the voice of his eldest son, Viserys gradually became quiet and fell into a deep sleep again.

Rhaegar patted Aemond, then looked at the seriously injured Erik and said, "Hold on."

Take care of the father's problem, then help them with treatment.

……

Outside the tower.

The sheep thief was full of malice and rushed into the group of Dornish soldiers, attacking them randomly in revenge.

Its scales are extremely strong and even the sharpest knives and axes cannot leave any marks on them.

Even if someone tried to attack the eyes, it would be difficult to hit the dragon head that is more than ten meters high.

The Dornish soldiers were like ants that could be crushed to death at will. Apart from screaming and cursing, they could only wait in despair to be beaten into meat paste.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton blew a breath of dragon flame across, and most of the courtyard was filled with dark green flames.

Its gigantic body was as tall as a towering tower, and it could shatter a wall with a slight impact, carrying with it a force as overwhelming as a tidal wave.

"Hiss!!"

Outside the castle, an angry roar was heard.

The Glutton slowly turned his head, his green vertical pupils tearing through the darkness, reflecting the surging golden flames.

call--

He looked back at the narrow courtyard that seemed like hell on earth, then flapped his wings and flew away with confidence.

The driver sent a message to calm the angry dragon.

……

In the urban area.

Fires spread everywhere and smoke filled the night sky.

Some fires were set by humans, but more were the dragon flames released by giant dragons.

"Don't fall behind, kill all these Dornish bastards!"

In an alley, Cole, with a fierce look on his face, led his soldiers to fight against the Dornishmen.

The Dornish were numerous and scattered throughout the town in various important areas.

Fortunately, the soldiers defending the city regained order from the initial panic and continued to gather towards the main force.

"Don't fight too long, archers, get ready!"

A shout came from a low brick building above the alley.

Cole looked up in surprise.

It was a brothel with three floors.

The windows of the brothel opened and the Dornishmen leaned out, firing with bows and crossbows.

The good situation was reversed in an instant.

"Find cover, quick!"

Cole yelled hurriedly, stabbed an opponent to death with a sword, raised his hands above his head and ran away.

He is skilled in martial arts and very strong.

But, ordinary soldiers cannot be saved.

In one encounter, hundreds of soldiers were shot and killed, and the number was still increasing.

"Hiss!"

Just as Cole was at a loss, a sharp roar was heard.

"Dragon Flame!"

A cold female voice sounded, containing endless anger.

Immediately, a scarlet dragon shadow flashed by, and the red dragon flame bombarded the brothel as fast as lightning.

The Dornishman had no time to react before his upper body was burned by the dragon flames.

"Hiss!"

Soon, the scarlet dragon shadow swooped down again.

The red dragon flame streaked across the walls of the brothel, broke through the wooden windows, and poured into the room, setting the entire low building on fire.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, another dragon roar resounded through the night sky, and a giant light blue dragon flew over from afar.

Helena looked down at the burning town with an anxious look on her face.

When he looked up, he saw a huge scarlet dragon coming towards him.

Melias stretched out his horned dragon neck, revealing the rider on the saddle.

Rhaenys had a cold expression on her face, but she softened a little when she saw her niece. "I just saw Rhaegar rushing over."

After saying this, he continued to ride the dragon and join the battle, regardless of whether the other party heard it clearly or not.

Helena was confused and finally gave the order.

"Dreamfire, burn all the Dornishmen along the way."

……

The endless desert.

Under the cover of night, a Dorne army of hundreds of men fled in a panic.

Oliver Yronwood, his face charred, staggered at the front of the team.

Behind them, flames shot up into the sky from the city of Yronwood, and several giant dragons circled back and forth.

I can't do it without running.

As soon as he rushed into the castle, he was caught and sprayed by a giant bronze dragon, and almost died on the spot.

Assassinating Targaryen.

We can no longer keep our ancestral home, Yronwood City.

For now, we have to run quickly, and consider heading south to Sunspear, or north to Bone Road.

As for that madman Haman Uller?

The two families are arch-enemies and they wish the other side would be extinct.

As he was running, Olivier realized something was wrong and stopped hesitantly.

The soldiers behind him stopped and the adjutant asked questions.

Olivier's face looked visibly ugly, and he sniffed deeply a few times.

He has a keen sense of smell and picked up a special scent.

boom--

In the distance, there was a dull thud of something heavy falling to the ground.

Olivier raised his head stiffly, his eyes wide with fear.

In the darkness, a huge figure moved, and its outline looked like a snake.

"Hiss... Ga..."

A shrill hissing sound rang out, penetrating the eardrum like a sound wave.

Then, red flames appeared out of nowhere.

A bloodthirsty giant insect with a scarlet body and a body as long as a snake appeared, crawling towards them step by step with vertical pupils and cruel eyes.

Oliver felt a chill down his spine as he stared blankly at the silver-haired figure on the dragon's back.

Daemon looked cold and arrogant, looking down at the whole place with disdain, and said the new dragon language he had learned: "Catch them all in one swoop!"

Korakxiu didn't hesitate and spewed out a mouthful of scarlet dragon flame.

A flash of fire burst out in the desert.

The Dornishmen's screams disappeared, leaving only the roar of a bloodthirsty giant insect.

(End of this chapter)