Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

The twilight of the dawn slowly but surely tore through the night, returning the light to the City of Grace.

Standing on the top of the main castle tower, Jon Connington looked at the rising sun in the eastern sky expressionlessly, it was so bright that it made people dizzy.

The city reverberated with low and sobbing battle horns, the sound of gold and iron clashing, and the screams of the wounded, all mixed together to form the music of the massacre.

And the main player of this piece of music is the white dragon.

It hovered over the City of Divine Favor, its huge wings flapped the air and made a thunderous sound, and the shadow it cast almost enveloped the entire block, sometimes swooping down, spouting molten flames.

Countless Golden Warriors were engulfed in flames, and more tried to fight back, but neither bows nor spears could harm a dragon of this size.

Only the scorpion crossbow.

Jon saw that there was a thick and long crossbow bolt stuck in the belly of the white dragon, which was the masterpiece of the scorpion crossbow.

But it is a pity that although the scorpion crossbow can penetrate the scale armor, it cannot cause fatal damage to the white dragon.

It's too big.

Didn't it mean that Caesar's dragon hatched three years ago?

This size seems to be as big as an adult dragon.

Even the scorpion crossbow of such a big dragon can't pose too much threat to it, unless dozens of arrows are hit in the body, the dragon can lose its fighting power.

Or, like Merasis during the war of conquest, he was shot right into the most vulnerable eye by a crossbow arrow, penetrating his brain, and killed with a single blow.

But that requires a lot of luck.

Unless the gods bless you.

Will the gods protect themselves? Jon was suspicious.

But he still wanted to give it a try.

"Let everyone evacuate to the west gate!" Jon said to the herald.

"My lord... are we going to give up the City of God's Grace like this?"

Jon suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Pass on my order!"

"yes."

Seeing that the herald finally went to deliver the order, Jon sighed secretly.

He knew that his previous misjudgment had seriously damaged his prestige in the hearts of the soldiers, and now everyone began to doubt his commanding ability.

In fact, Jon didn't intend to just evacuate, but was preparing for the final blow.

A blow to the dragon.

He knew very well that if he wanted to win this battle, he had to get rid of the white dragon first.

And to slay a dragon, you can only rely on the scorpion crossbow.

In order to set up an ambush at the west city gate, most of the golden group's scorpion crossbows were deployed there, and there was no time to transport them in a hurry.

Therefore, the dragon must be led to the west gate.

For this reason, even if the entire Divine Grace City is handed over to the enemy, it will not hesitate.

Soon, the sound of horns symbolizing retreat echoed in the city, and groups of soldiers from the Golden Regiment began to evacuate towards the west gate.

Encouraged by the Dornishmen, they pursued closely, becoming more and more courageous as they fought.

Correspondingly, the morale of the mercenaries of the Golden Group was devastated, and their retreat gradually turned into a rout.

Hughes Dayne, in heavy armor, led three hundred cavalrymen straight into the enemy's formation on the wide street.

Naturally, needless to say, the Golden Regiment lost all will to fight, and was attacked by cavalry without any intention of fighting, and was defeated after only holding on for a few breaths.

Then it almost turned into a one-sided massacre. That section of the street was covered with corpses of soldiers from the Golden Regiment, layer upon layer, extending far away.

The blood gurgled and flowed, converging into a stream.

The front lines of the two sides shifted rapidly from east to west, and the city of grace was being controlled by Caesar's army at an extremely fast speed.

Samwell controlled the white dragon, moved westward with the battle line, and controlled the white dragon to swoop down from time to time, bringing flames and death to the golden group.

However, the weird changes in the battle situation at this time made him secretly vigilant.

Although the defeat of the Golden Group had already appeared, it still seemed strange that the other party chose to withdraw so simply and neatly.

Giving up too quickly.

This will only hasten the downfall of the Golden Company.

Either the commander of the golden regiment is an idiot, or the other party is trying to seduce him.

In fact, Jon Connington's military level is similar to that of an idiot in the eyes of Samwell. Whether it is the performance in the War of the Reavers or the performance of this fight, it shows that this "Master Griffon" is really a fool. Not good material for a leader.

Of course, Samwell will not relax his vigilance because of this.

Maybe this situation is really a bait.

But bluffing to lure the enemy is a high-end operation, and if one is not careful, it will turn from a bluff to a real defeat.

Now it seems that the Golden Group really has this trend.

During the chase, the West City Gate was already in sight.

Samwell noticed that the Golden Group had rearranged in the open space in front of the city gate, and seemed to be preparing to fight a Jedi counterattack here.

The next second, Samwell suddenly focused his eyes, and immediately controlled the white dragon to climb up quickly.

whoosh whoosh—

Amid the sharp sound of piercing the air, more than a dozen thick crossbow bolts shot out, all aiming at the position of Bailong just now.

Fortunately, Samwell had been vigilant all the time, and the moment he saw the scorpion crossbow, he controlled the white dragon to turn.

Several crossbow bolts almost brushed against the white dragon's belly.

Although the rain of arrows failed to hurt Cleopatra, it left a faint bloodstain, which deeply angered the white dragon.

Coupled with the fact that a cold arrow in the dark hit its abdomen when it was at the East City Gate, the white dragon could no longer control its anger towards these hateful scorpion crossbows.

It roared and swooped down without waiting for Samwell's order.

The huge mouth opened, and orange-red flames spewed out from the depths of the throat, instantly igniting the three scorpion crossbows.

The soldiers of the Golden Regiment who operated the scorpion crossbow also became fire men one by one, screaming and running wildly, rolling on the ground, the scene was extremely terrifying.

Cleopatra flapped her wings angrily, and sent Pyro and the flaming scorpion crossbow flying. Sparks flew in the air along with the scorched corpse.

But at this moment, two crossbow bolts were suddenly shot out from nowhere.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Samwell drew out the giant sword behind his back, but he only had time to chop one of them into pieces, while the other crossbow bolt still penetrated into the white dragon's ass.

Cleopatra let out a violent hiss, and the sound shook the entire city wall.

But Samwell suddenly woke up and tried his best to appease the white dragon, preventing it from rushing around. Instead, it flew up into the sky again, keeping a distance from the ground.

Sure enough, as soon as the white dragon took off, three more crossbow arrows shot over, passing by the dragon's wings.

This is the importance of the dragon knight to the dragon.

Although the giant dragon is powerful, it is a beast after all, with low intelligence and easily irritated.

The Golden Group had obviously been prepared for a long time. They did not deploy all the scorpion crossbows in one place, but scattered them, so that Samwell did not discover them all at first.

When he thought that the scorpion crossbow had finished a round of salvo and could take advantage of the reloading gap to land and attack, the other hidden scorpion crossbows could aim and shoot better.

It has to be said that this strategy is indeed insidious and ruthless.

If Samwell hadn't controlled the white dragon and allowed it to run wild with its instincts, maybe it would have allowed the Golden Group to complete the feat of slaying the dragon.