Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

A big man in heavy armor jumped off the pontoon vigorously.

The trout emblem on his chest indicates that he is from Riverrun in the Riverlands.

Although Samwell had promised not to require the people from the river to participate in this battle, there were still many knights from the river who volunteered to fight.

Of course, Samwell would not refuse.

As soon as the river knight got off the boat, an arrow wiped his face, leaving a bloody mouth.

He just turned his head sideways, muttered something, and obediently closed the visor of his helmet, then howled like a beast, and rushed towards the enemy.

At this time, the army in the western region was in an extremely difficult situation.

Although they had the upper hand on the river beach, because Caesar rode a giant dragon to participate in the battle, and they came in a hurry as a vanguard without any heavy equipment that could threaten the dragon, the white dragon could swoop down unscrupulously and use dragon flames to attack the western border. Scorched red passages of death were plowed out in the army.

With the assistance of the giant dragon, although there were not many Southern troops crossing the river, only a few hundred, they burst out with the momentum of thousands of troops and rushed to the enemy regardless of their own lives.

The two sides launched the most dangerous hand-to-hand combat on the river beach, puff puff puff, the sound of knives and guns piercing flesh was enough to make one's hair stand on end.

Seeing this, Duke Tywin knew that he could not stop the southern army from crossing the river, so he immediately issued an order to withdraw the troops, determined to wait for the main force to arrive before fighting.

This decision cannot be said to be decisive, but sometimes, the withdrawal of troops is not easy to withdraw if you want to.

In particular, Samwell drove the white dragon to the rear of the army in the western region, constantly spouting flames, blocking their way of retreating.

Under the front and back attacks, and heard the order to withdraw the troops, the people in the western region had no intention of fighting any more, and were blocked by Long Yan when they wanted to leave, and the army immediately fell into chaos.

At the same time, soldiers of the southern army continued to come to the river beach on the north bank through the pontoon bridge. After gaining a firm foothold, they held strong shields and long spears and strenuously moved forward.

There are more and more southern troops crossing the river, with hundreds or thousands of people increasing every moment, and most of them are the most elite Unsullied.

These warriors born for killing become even more terrifying when equipped with armor.

Twelve of them formed a small team, and like sharp knives, they plunged into the Western Territory army formation, advancing continuously, setting off waves of bloody storms.

At this time, the people in the western region only wanted to escape from this terrifying place.

Cleopatra fell to the ground with a bang, and several cavalrymen from the western region were unable to dodge in time. They were crushed under the huge body of the white dragon, and their horses and men were crushed to a pulp in an instant.

The huge wings flapped in the air, blowing up a scorching wind, and endless smoke and ashes, forcing the surrounding western cavalry to retreat.

Shocked by the power of the giant dragon, many war horses stood up and overturned the cavalry behind them to the ground.

However, there are still warriors among the Westerners who dare to stand up at critical moments.

When everyone was intimidated by the dragon, a knight with a golden lion tattooed on his chest actually rode his horse towards the dragon.

The clacking of horseshoes could be clearly heard on the noisy battlefield. The knight of the western region was holding a lance, and the crimson cloak behind him was raised flatly.

Driven by this man's example, dozens of western cavalry also turned their horses, shouted loudly, and began to charge towards the white dragon.

They are not as big as the white dragon even with their people and horses. The whole picture is like a group of mice rushing towards a giant elephant.

It's like moths rushing towards the flames blindly.

But at least they have the courage to charge the dragon and challenge death.

Even as an enemy, Samwell was slightly moved when he saw such a scene.

Of course, this did not affect his order to issue a fatal attack on the white dragon in the slightest.

Cleopatra opened her huge mouth and let out a roar, followed by a magma-like spear of fire.

In an instant, dozens of cavalrymen were engulfed by the flames, and the screams and wailing resounded through the river bank.

However, there were still a few fish that escaped the net and rushed out of the sea of ​​flames. Their bodies were more or less ignited, but they still held their long spears and continued to charge desperately at the white dragon.

A western cavalryman in the lead walked through the blood and flames, and seeing himself getting closer to the white dragon's belly, he only needed a few more breaths before he could insert the spear in his hand into the milky white scales.

I believe that with the powerful inertia brought by the high-speed charge, the spear will definitely be able to penetrate the belly of the white dragon!

Although his hair had been burned away, and his armor was already tightly attached to his flesh under the scorching flames, but at this moment he forcibly suppressed all the pain, leaving only one thought in his mind——

He wants to slay the dragon!

But at this moment, Bailong's neck swung over like a giant python.

The bloody mouth became more and more clear to the cavalryman's eyes. He could even smell the breath full of sulfur and see the minced meat between the dragon's teeth.

The next moment, the world spun, and severe pain and darkness swept over.

The soldiers in the western region looked at their comrades who were swallowed by the white dragon, all of them were terrified. The cavalry who were about to charge the dragon also slowed down and hesitated.

Seeing this, Samwell also frowned. He didn't want the white dragon to develop the habit of eating human flesh, even if it was the enemy's, so he patted the dragon on the back.

Cleopatra was very human, and immediately understood what her master meant, so she vomited out the unswallowed corpse.

It's just that it couldn't help being a little dissatisfied in its heart. It opened its huge mouth, continuously spewing out flames, and poured its anger on the enemies in front of it.

This time, the people of the western region suffered a disaster. Under the raging dragon flames, the river beach seemed to be engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.

The turbulent orange-red flames spread, enveloping hundreds of cavalrymen from the Western Territory, screaming and wailing endlessly, and the strong smell of scorching permeated the air, making one feel flustered and nauseated.

The hellish scene made these western cavalry understand the horror of the dragon and the ridiculousness of their delusional attempt to slay the dragon. They broke up and could no longer organize a decent counterattack.

A golden lion flag with a red background fell crookedly in the sea of ​​flames, burning into flying ashes.

So far, there is no suspense in the first battle of the Southern Army crossing the river.

At this time, the western border soldiers on the river beach were in a complete retreat. Fortunately, they were all cavalry. If they really wanted to run away, the Southern Army couldn't stop them.

Samwell rode the white dragon to chase it for a while, and burned many western cavalry, but of course he stopped the white dragon when he saw a thin black line appearing on the eastern horizon.

Gradually, the thin black line slowly spread across the plain, like a dark cloud moving forward, carrying a palpitating coercion.

Samwell knew that it was the main force of the Northern Alliance formed by Duke Tywin.