Game of Thrones: Dragonborn Comes

Any smile on Werther's face was so evil to Daenerys that she turned away in terror.

Looking at the dense dots outside the city, Werther was observing their flags.

The city of Meereen has no moat, the east gate is a small gate, the north gate connects Valyrian Avenue is a large city gate, and the south gate is a main road for trade with Slaver Bay, which is also a large city gate.The port on the west side is also surrounded by city walls, and the narrow terrain is not conducive to landing and siege.

The army from Yunkai is in the south of the city, and the troops from the New Ghis Empire are disembarking and landing on the southern seashore.Outside the east city is the Unsullied Legion of Yunkai and Astapor, which should be the army of Daenerys' husband.To the north are mercenaries such as the Stormcrows, the Second Sons, and the Cats, the troops of Kohor City and Norvos City, and the troops of Taurus Island that are landing.And shirtless Dothraki on horseback.

No golden troupe?

Werther continued to search and found that there were many skull and deer head flags mixed with the flags of the armies of all parties.

"Fucking shit, it's still in hiding!" Werther clenched his fists.

The skull and deer head banner, Werther already knew that it was the Anti-Baratheon Alliance.Joining the anti-Baratheon alliance just has a common enemy, not the same as being loyal to Aegon, and Aegon just wants to develop this force into being loyal to himself through this war!

Werther saw movement outside the north gate. A knight holding a flag, a skull and a deer head, approached the city gate on horseback, and shot a letter of surrender at the tower with a bow and arrow.

Several great masters on the tower took the letters from the soldiers and began to discuss. The distance was too far, and Werther couldn’t see their expressions clearly. He could only judge by the body movements of a few people. The content of the letter of surrender was not very friendly. Prince Yi barked his teeth and claws and was very angry.

Several great masters walked away and stood where they were. The ragged prince looked up at the top of the Great Pyramid, pointed at Werther with his left hand and swiped his right hand across his neck.Werther understood that one of the contents of the letter of surrender was to let the people of Meereen kill him and offer his head.

Werther just smiled when he saw it.

Soon the great lord on the tower also replied a letter to them, and the knight holding the flag returned to the formation with the letter.Werther leaned forward, carefully observing the person who was about to read the letter.

Ordinary black horse and white knight armor, with the face covered under the helmet, the man threw the letter on the ground, it seems that the two sides have not reached an agreement.No matter who he is, Witte has listed him as a must-kill target.

Werther leaned back in his chair and continued to search for suspicious targets that must be killed.

woo~~~

The horn with a sound completely different from that of Westeros was blown, and then the horn was blown in all directions outside the city of Meereen, and the sound surrounded the city of Meereen.

The offensive officially began, and soldiers from the north, south, and east began to advance.

The Slave Bay area is dry and there are few trees, so there is no material to build large siege equipment. The only siege tools are ladders made of only wood and three rams to attack the city gate.

boom! boom! boom!

"Come on!" Accompanied by the sound of drums, the first wave of siege troops launched a charge.

Soldiers carried hundreds of wooden ladders and marched towards the city wall from three directions at the same time, surrounded by sword and shield soldiers holding shields for protection.After they ran a certain distance, the array of archers also followed to advance towards the city wall.

"Three hundred steps!"

"250 steps!"

Werther observed the battle at the north gate of the Ragged Prince, watching him command.

"220 steps, draw the bow!" The ragged prince put on his helmet and held his long sword high on the city wall.

"Two hundred steps, shoot!"

hum~~~

A shower of arrows shot out from the city wall, drawing an arc in the air and plunging into the charging soldiers.If they were lucky, they were blocked by the shield. If they were unlucky, the armor-piercing arrow with the cone that passed through the gap in the shield pierced into their bodies.Some were shot dead on the spot, some were injured and fell down and were trampled by the people behind, and some immediately rolled over after falling to the ground, stood up and struggled to rush into the team.

After one round of arrow rain, the second round followed. Hundreds of corpses had been left on the battlefield outside the city wall. The defenders shoot arrows.

You come and go on both sides, and the army formation where the Chongche is located is taken care of by the city defenders.The soldier pushing the cart was shot to death, and someone had to climb on top of the cart to pull out the rocket. After a soldier died, a soldier behind took over, changing and changing, leaving corpses along the way, as if the cart was being crushed The corpse is advancing.

At this time, the Dothraki cavalry also broke into the front line. They rode on horseback and kept shooting at the city wall. They had good mobility and few casualties. Tens of thousands of Dothraki soldiers quickly suppressed the defenders on the city wall. , The defenders also began to set up shields to resist, but they were temporarily suppressed due to too many enemies.

"push!"

The siege troops quickly arrived at the city wall and pushed the stairs to the side of the city wall. Wooden poles were also used to push the ladders outward, during which countless soldiers were shot to death by bows and arrows from both sides.

"Falling rocks! Falling rocks!" The Ragged Prince ran back and forth on the city wall, shouting to direct the defense.

The heroes couldn't hold back the crowd, and on the walls around the besieged Meereen, the grapples of ladders caught the battlements one after another. "Come on!" The slave soldiers held up their shields and began to climb up the stairs.

"Put mixed wood, kerosene! Pour kerosene on the ladder!" The subordinates of the blower group don't need to worry about the prince in ragged clothes. Several officers were sent to guard the city wall in other directions, and the many slave soldiers in his section alone let him Tired of running, for fear that one mistake would put the enemy up.

Casualties are the heaviest during the climbing stage of the city. A heavy rolling log mixed with water, if you are lucky, can knock down the entire person on the stairs.In addition to climbing up, people on the wooden ladder have to wipe off the kerosene around them with their sleeves, or take off their clothes and tie them to the wooden ladder to absorb the kerosene, and try to stop the fire before it is ignited by the defenders. Oil flowed over the ladder.

The slave soldiers kept falling down the wooden ladder, were burned to death, and were stoned to death. The entire wall of Meereen was now billowing with black smoke, and there were shouts of killing everywhere.The rushing car is also approaching the three city gates.

consume!

Apart from the Dothrakis, the anti-Baratheon alliance is now attacking with slave soldiers. They have a huge advantage in numbers, and they need to use slave soldiers to consume the manpower and supplies of the defenders.The lives of slaves are not lives, they are just money.

The opponent's main force is still on standby at the rear.It is useless to squeeze too many people under the city wall. They are waiting for the result of this wave of attack. If the situation is good, they will send the next wave of troops to continue the attack. If the situation is not good, they will start to siege the city.The battle is still going on, but this is the first wave of attacks. Werther does not plan to join for the time being, and is still searching for suspicious persons with his eyes.If they can't even resist this kind of attack, then the great masters of Meereen City really deserve to die.

On the sea west of Meereen, there are still a large number of ships waiting to dock.

In the captain's cabin of a sailing warship, several senior executives of the Golden Group stood by the window, pointing at Werther at the top of the Great Pyramid.

"Euron, where's your fleet!" Aegon growled.His hair was no longer dyed blue, returning to his original platinum-blonde color.

"I'm here!" Euron tapped his iron chin rhythmically with his fingers.

The sound of ding ding ding made Aegon even more annoyed: "We gave you so much money to buy ships to organize the fleet, and promised to kill Hizdahr and marry Daenerys to you. And you! Sitting alone Dare to come to see me with a small sampan!"

Hearing Euron's words, the members of the Golden Group nearby also pulled out their long swords and pointed at Euron.

Euron smiled and raised his hands: "Hey, don't be like this, we will be a family in the future! Besides, my boat is not a small sampan, but it is also a fast sailing boat!"

Aegon pointed at Euron and growled, "Shameless! If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, I will sentence you to death today!"

"Hahaha, my little nephew is really powerful!" Euron said and took a step back: "For Werther, no amount of people is useless. 1 soldiers can consume his magic power, but Werther is not stupid , won't he run away?"

"So? You didn't do anything, just ran to watch the fun? Didn't you say that you can draw with Werther! He's right there, go find him, and save Daenerys by the way!" Aegon pointed to the top of the pyramid outside the window.

Euron looked over, and the sun shone brightly on Werther's icy chair: "Werther? No, no, no, fighting with him will only dirty my fingers. I've got a big shot to deal with him."

"You have to know that Werther has a special way to summon a dragon. His dragon is nearly 200 meters long and will appear in the sky above Meereen at any time. Can the big man you mentioned deal with it?" Euron is too cunning, Yi Geng still didn't believe it.

Euron looked at Aegon, raised his hand to take off the blindfold, a dozen large and small eyeballs were constantly rolling in his eye sockets, and Aegon was so frightened that he took a few steps back and dared not speak.

Euron closed his blindfold again and said to the members of the Golden Company: "The Drowned God! The great Drowned God! I am the true messenger of the Drowned God! On behalf of the Drowned God, I made a deal with a great man. He will come to deal with Werther. Even slew Werther and his dragon!"

Aegon's heartbeat quickened, and many questions arose.Even Werther and his dragon can be killed together, the illusory god, the man-eating devil, is Euron a god or a monster in his eyes?Is Euron still human?

It took a while to calm down after coming here: "When will the big man you invited come?"

Euron touched his iron chin again: "Soon! Calculate the time is almost up, you see the time, when you need to attack Werther, send a signal."

Then Euron looked at Werther in the distance again: "The armor and great sword on him are mine!"

Chapter 220 The Timing of Witt's Shot

The first wave of attacks lasted from morning until noon.

Corpses were piled under the city wall. The flames and black smoke gradually dissipated. There were only sporadic battles left around Meereen. The three chariots stopped advancing a dozen meters away from the city gate. The soldiers who pushed it were all dead. The exhausted defenders are about to usher in the first wave of victory.

In the distance, the trombone sounded again, and the second wave of slave soldiers began to advance towards the city of Meereen again, and began to gather formation.

This group of slave soldiers was smaller in number, but the soldiers were better equipped and stronger.Every soldier is more or less wearing a metal breastplate. The rich slave owners make them wear long breastplates, and the poor slave owners also wear heart armor. The shields are no longer pure wood. , are covered with a layer of iron.

They carried the ladders to the front of the formation and began to charge, and they wanted to launch a second consecutive attack while the defenders were exhausted.Meereen City, which had already been quiet, began to shout and kill again. After braving the arrow rain and leaving corpses all the way, they quickly reached the bottom of the city wall.

The defenders on the city wall were exhausted after fighting continuously all morning. After a short rest and rotation, they were dragged up the city wall by the generals.This wave of offensive did not even climb up the city wall. This time it was more violent than the previous wave, and soldiers were already climbing up the city wall.

Bang~~~Suddenly there was a crisp explosion on the top of a city wall, and crystal clear ice exploded from the top of the city wall, freezing everything in front of it, as if a huge ice flower bloomed in front of the battlements.

The blasted ice wrapped the stairs and the people on the stairs inside, followed by a lightning magic circle that erupted with a delay.

The huge and dull buzzing sound suppressed all the sounds around the city wall, and everyone's attention was attracted by the flashing bright current.The attacking slave soldiers could not hear their voices even though they tried their best. The violent current entered from a soldier's weapon, and when it passed through his body, it turned all the muscles and organs in his body into coke, and then passed through his breastplate. Jump out and jump into another soldier.

Dozens of electric currents erupted from a magic circle, and the slave soldiers ran amok around the stairs without even having time to escape. Everyone was attacked by the electric current, causing countless casualties in an instant.Some were lucky, and the electric current only injured limbs and could continue to fight. They pushed away the corpses and continued to climb the ladder and use their weapons to chip the ice.

The city walls around Meereen were all set up with magic circles by Werther, and now they were triggered one after another by the attackers, and they exploded one after another in all directions.

The dashing cart that was pushed was only three steps away from the city gate. There was a loud bang, and a huge fireball rose from the ground. The dashing cart and the surrounding people were instantly engulfed in flames and disappeared. The explosion rushed into the sky and flew hundreds of meters high.

"Oh! Long live the mage!" The most threatening siege weapon was destroyed, and the defenders on the city wall burst into cheers.

The ice crystals blocked the passage in the attacking direction, and also blocked the defenders' downward attack, allowing both sides to have a temporary respite and focus on dealing with the archers on both sides.

The second wave of attack was defeated by magic, which stopped the attack from three directions. However, they had expected magic, but they didn't expect it to be a trap placed on the city wall.

"The magic circle can only be used once! The defenders' supplies and personnel are exhausted, and the main force is ready to attack!" The generals on the attacking side began to order again.Now the defenders are also casualties, and the slave soldiers on their own side have only died tens of thousands, and they still have enough troops.

The main attacking troops were equipped with better equipment, and the wooden ladders were no longer carried by soldiers, but were dragged forward by a few armored horses. Two heavy armored knights formed a group and dragged a wooden ladder to the city wall. Down, it will retreat after cutting the rope.Soldiers can run under the wall faster without being dragged down.

The horn of attack sounded again, countless soldiers rushed under the city wall against the rain of arrows, hid under the ice crystals and kept chiseling with long axes and warhammers, and the defenders kept throwing down flint stones, Billowing black smoke seemed to cover the city of Meereen.

"The golden group finally appeared!" Werther at the top of the pyramid stood up, clasped his palms together and twisted, then pressed his legs and did a few squats.

The banner of the Golden Regiment did not appear, but at the farthest point in the north of the city, Werther saw many fully armed war elephants.

In the information about the Golden Company, they promote their war elephants all the time.

Horses have been domesticated by humans for a long time, and it takes several years or even ten years to train a knight.Elephants are full of wildness, so they are tamed rather than domesticated. To allow elephants to participate in combat and train with humans for a longer period of time, it is obviously impossible to find people to join the battle temporarily. Among the forces currently attacking Meereen, only The Golden Group has a large-scale war elephant knight.

After two days' journey, Ao Daweiying hadn't come on the third day.Now that the war elephants appeared, all the magic traps exploded. Once the war elephants reached the city gate, Meereen's defenders alone could not resist them, and the city gate would be breached soon.

Now Werther wants to go out of the city alone to solve these troubles. Picking up the giant sword beside him, looking at the 10 dark rings on his hands, Werther analyzed his own strength.This world does not have the blessings and blessings of true gods. Ten rings can only reduce the mana consumption of the destruction system by up to 10%, and eight rings have already reached 81%. The two equally enchanted rings on the little finger only bring 8% of the mana consumption. increase.

Unable to reach 80%, the second enchantment of the whole body keel armor only has 60% fire resistance, and [-]% ice and lightning resistance.With the addition of a few defensive magic and recovery magic, Werther is not worried about elemental resistance.

Quickly kill the war elephant, and then kill a few selected targets and return to the city as soon as possible to avoid being attacked by a large number of cavalry archers. This is Witt's strategy.If you are a human being and not a god, your magic power and physical strength will be consumed. If you deal with 8 or [-] people by yourself, even if you stand still and let yourself kill them, you will be exhausted.

This is also a strategy discussed with the generals defending the city in advance. Witt kills important and high-threat targets, and goes to the field to restore the situation when the defender is at a disadvantage and boost morale.

A large amount of magic power gathered Werther's hands, and then closed them together.boom!A golden-red fireball was launched from Werther's hand, and a red tail flame was drawn vertically and quickly flew high into the sky.

"Mu~~~Qua~~~Diiv~~~!"

Daenerys on the terrace heard a few unknown high Valyrian languages, and just turned around, she saw a keel armor with three colors of bright magic light shining on her body, and Werther surrounded by flames, Dragging an icicle as thick as a person with one hand.

"Ah~~ha!" As Werther bent his knees to gather strength and roared, the icicle was thrown by Werther and flew towards the army formation outside the northern city. Then Werther stretched out a mage's hand and dragged himself on the icicle stand up.

The fully armed Werther held a giant sword in his right hand, stood on a flying icicle with his left foot in front and his right foot behind him, and when he flew over Daenerys' head, he lowered his head and looked at her.

Daenerys looked at Werther flying to the local army formation alone, and under the dark helmet with hideous horns, those eyes were like the eyes of a dragon, Daenerys had a feeling for the first time , compared to himself and his nephew, Werther is the real Dragon King!

Chapter 220 Nine Finally Appears

Werther can't fly, and the icicle is an enlarged version of the ice spear. It just replaces the blessed lightning with wind magic to reduce weight and increase the flight distance. This time, it will fly over the city wall and land directly on the attacking army. Inside the array.

In the anti-Baratheon in the north, countless officers are paying attention to the most important targets on the battlefield. With Werther surrounded by magic power, he set off from the pyramid and flew over the icicles, obviously intending to join the battle. Zhong also quickly changed his formation and began to deal with Werther, the most dangerous enemy.

All the troops far away from the city wall who have not participated in the siege, all the slave soldiers began to move towards Werther. These slave soldiers had no idea what Werther was or how powerful he was. The slave master issued an order, even if it was a trapeze. Also throw a long gun in the past.

A large number of cavalry began to withdraw, put away their spears on horseback, took off their bows and arrows and began to prepare. The slave soldiers held Werther back, and the cavalry used bows and arrows and mobility to consume Werther's physical strength.

Werther flew over the city wall on the icicles, and the defenders were also overwhelmed by this exaggerated and wild gesture, raising their knives and guns and burst into cheers. "Werther! Werther will win!"

At this time, a golden-red light flashed in the sky. Those who noticed the light raised their heads one after another, covered the sun with their hands and looked at the sky. Dozens of golden-red fireballs appeared between the white clouds.

boom!

Then there was a loud noise in the sky, so loud that it spread throughout the city of Meereen. Both the attackers and the defenders fell silent, and everyone looked up at the sky.

Daenerys on the pyramid, Aegon in the cabin on the sea, and the members of the Golden Group all clenched their fists, praying that the fireball in the sky would not fall in their direction.

In the army formation, the veterans of the Golden Regiment had seen Werther's trick before, and suffered a lot. They calculated the direction Werther was going to land, and began to evacuate to the distance on horseback. Only the unknown slave owner and the Dothraki People are still in place, waiting to fight with Werther.

The battlefield is too wide, and Werther's magic can't completely cover it, so the fireball fell near the war elephant this time.

The first fireball that fell from the sky dragged black smoke and fell towards the place where the crowd gathered.boom!The explosion wrapped the sand on the ground in flames and raised it to the height of a five or six-story building. The soldiers in the middle had long since disappeared, and the soldiers near the landing point were also torn apart by the impact of the explosion. Arms were broken, and the horses that were close were also frightened and panicked.

The flying icicle was about to lose power, and plunged into the flames from the explosion.

"what!"

There was a roar in the flames, and Werther, who was riding on the skeleton horse, jumped out of the flames with a giant sword in one hand. The red magic flame remained on Werther and the skeleton horse and continued to burn, but did not cause any damage.

There was no one around the explosion crater. Werther rode his horse and charged in the direction of the war elephant. The opponent's bow and arrow also shot at him. With three layers of magic protection and keel armor, Werther did not dodge or avoid it.The skeleton horse is not afraid of bows and arrows, and the few arrows shot into its joints and stuck are also broken by Avak's huge strength.

"Array of shields and spears! Stop him from advancing!" Seeing Werther rushing over, those who couldn't escape could only fight back.

Werther rode on the skeleton horse, following its running rhythm, slowly took a deep breath, and when the running skeleton horse received its limbs together and arched its back, Werther uttered the second dragon roar today:

"Fus~, Ro~~Dah~~~~!"

The defenders of Meereen City were very quiet, and the attackers were also very quiet except where Werther was. Werther's huge roar could even be heard by Daenerys on the Great Pyramid in the distance.

The sound waves advanced in front of Werther, and wherever they went, the soil, soldiers, horses, swords and armor were all smashed into slag by the sound waves, wrapped together and pushed forward, plowing a three-meter-wide and continuously extending ditch on the ground.

"Don't be afraid! Attack! Attack!"

Avak, the skeleton horse, charged behind the sound wave. Werther clenched his hands and held up the huge sword, and slashed to the side with all his strength. A figure in ornate armor is cut in half.