Game of Thrones: Lord of the Deep

When Victarion arrived at Dragon's Point with two thousand men, he was surprised.

Because there were two to three thousand people on the road leading to Deepwood Motte, including two tall giants.

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

Most of these wildlings were women and teenagers, and only the hundreds of people led by two giants in the middle looked well-equipped.

Victarion keenly noticed that something was wrong. If Asha really occupied Deepwood Motte, these wildlings would not have gathered here.

"Wiggins, go tell the people 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 purpose.

Bernardo frowned and said unhappily: "What did you say? You yelled, didn't you? Bring me the arrows!"

The deputy quickly handed the bow and arrow to Bernardo. Bernardo was a great archer among the free people. It was because of his excellent archery skills that he became Miller's adjutant.

Wiggins saw that the other party did not respond, thinking that it was because of the language barrier, so he turned around and prepared to go back.

Just as Wiggins turned around, a sharp arrow pierced his neck with a puff.

Wiggins' eyes widened instantly. He hadn't seen Lord Victarion ascend the Salt Throne yet, but he fell down slowly with reluctance in the end.

Victarion's hair stood up in anger. Wiggins was his beloved relative, brother, and brother, but he died in the negotiation between the two armies.

"****, kill, kill all these barbarians!" Victarion roared angrily.

Two thousand well-equipped iron races rushed towards the forest clan instantly.

It is said to be well-equipped, but in fact it is only relative. One-fifth of the iron race is equipped with excellent iron and leather armor, and this army can be called elite.

This point is practical no matter where the army is placed. Not everyone can have gold mines everywhere like the West Territory, and every soldier can be assigned weapons and protective gear during the battle.

Miller obviously knows this. Except for the children of winter, all the clan wilds have spears and sticks.

Miller looked at the charging iron people with a smile on his face. He raised his hand and a hundred archers immediately drew their bows and prepared.

Just as Miller was waiting for the best shooting distance, the surrounding spearwomen and teenagers roared loudly, and then a group of people rushed out directly in the dull eyes of Miller and Bernardo.

That momentum, how to say it, worthy of those who fight to protect their homes, the momentum is really strong.

But the problem is that the war is not fought like this. The other side is the one who is angry and charges.

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

"Shit!" Miller cursed, and then told everyone not to follow the charge, but to call Wangwang and Senbei over.

"When the two sides collide, the whole army will rush to the Iron Camp, Wangwang and Senbei will lead the way and go straight to the other leader's life!"

Just as Miller was nervously watching the crowd about to collide, a faint roar came.

When Miller and Bernardo were stunned, the second roar came clearly.

"Hiss--"

Two figures, one red and one black, fell from the sky, and then the hot dragon flame instantly opened a huge hole in the Iron Camp formation.

Miller was surprised. He didn't expect Jack to come to support with two dragons in person!

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's little black dragon could knock over more than a dozen people with a mouthful of dragon flame.

The dragon under her crotch was even more exaggerated. With a body size of 12 meters and continuous dragon flame, it would take away a lot of lives every second.

This feeling was like stepping on ants to death when I was a child, which was completely different from the feeling of killing people by myself.

She moved her stride to make the dragon below more comfortable, and then began to scan the iron species below.

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

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

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

"If you kill him, can you control the Iron Fleet?" This is the question that Jack cares about most.

"You can try!" Asha was not 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.

Jack instantly entered the Dragon Spirit state after hearing this. Korakshuu's eyes changed and he climbed up to the top of Victarion.

At this time, Victarion was anxiously commanding the soldiers to disperse, and then asked the archers to gather and aim at the black dragon.

Drogon was spitting dragon flames unscrupulously, his eyes full of excitement, and the feeling of slaughter made his scales tremble with excitement.

"Hiss--" An excited roar came from Drogon's mouth.

At this moment, when Drogon was flying low, Victarion seized the opportunity and ordered to shoot arrows.

A dense rain of arrows shot at Drogon at an angle of 75 degrees. Daenerys on Drogon's back keenly noticed all this. Drogon was overwhelmed by excitement, but she was not.

She instantly entered the dragon spirit state, and the violent pleasure filled Daenerys's brain.

Although it stimulated the brain as much as the pleasure when charging, the feeling of killing was more violent and difficult to control.

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

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

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

At this time, Victarion was excited, "It seems that dragons are not invincible. The red one is coming down. Get ready, get ready!"

Koraxu swooped down from the sky. When he was still thirty meters away, Victarion ordered to shoot arrows.

Koraxu instantly changed from diving to gliding, directly blocking all surveillance with his wings.

Koraxu is different from Drogon. The edge of his wing membrane is also attached with fine scales. If he was not afraid of Jack on his back getting hurt, Koraxu would not even change his diving action.

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

But Koraxu would not give him this opportunity. He changed into a diving state again, opened his huge mouth, and Victarion could even see the scarlet dragon flames gathering!