The Glory of the Seven Gods of Ice and Fire

Chapter 261 Dragon Flame Raid
Bitterbridge Cathedral, the ruins of the monastery fortress destroyed by dragon flames has once again become the center of the battle. Even though it has become ruins, it still cannot extinguish the defenders' determination to defend it.

Today, the Bitterbridge Cathedral has been renovated by the defenders into a fortress of the Seven Gods. Even though there is constant fighting outside the city walls, in the former lobby of the cathedral, there are devout believers praying, and the objects of their prayers are the corpses and relics of the dead collected from the battlefield - these people are naturally devout believers of the Seven Gods - the believers believe that these sacred relics of the martyrs will help them survive this difficult time and live up to the glory of the Seven Gods.

"Brothers, for the sake of the Seven Gods, continue to hold your line! The Seven Gods are watching us, and we will surely enter the eternal paradise after we die!"

The old sparrow was at the top of the ruined tower, wearing only a linen robe, guarding a seven-pointed star flag. On his head was engraved a seven-pointed star that was still bleeding.

Over the years, Old Sparrow has accumulated a great deal of authority and prestige in the Eastern Church. He is a powerful spiritual leader on the east coast of the Narrow Sea. Therefore, many people naturally opposed his decision to go to the front line of the battle to cheer. However, he only left the reason of "the believers cannot be left to fight alone" and went to the ruins of the temple regardless. With his arrival, the ruins that were once on the verge of collapse began to stabilize.

At the moment, Old Sparrow was not wearing armor, and the place he was standing in was equally dangerous. However, in such a conspicuous position, he was as if blessed by the Seven Gods. Even though countless arrows were shot at the defenders of the cathedral, none of them could hurt the old bishop.

The scene before them boosted the morale of the defenders. At this moment, Old Sparrow was like the God in the painting, looking at everyone with his stern eyes and inspiring everyone with his majestic words. This scene not only excited the defenders of the Bitter Bridge Temple, but also made every believer of the Seven Gods who was fortunate enough to see it feel their blood boiling - as for those believers of the Seven Gods who were enemies, this scene made them worried and frightened, fearing that their souls would belong to the Endless Hell after death.

"For the Seven! Long live the Seven!"

Such shouts continued to ring out in Hugo's camp. The warriors were eager to try, hoping to have a big battle with the evil descendants of the Valyrian Dragon King. Even if they would die under the dragon flames, it would all be worth it.

"This is really a crazy scene. I wonder how much fighting spirit they can maintain when the enthusiasm fades."

Looking at the enthusiasm of the soldiers on the battlefield, the little devil couldn't help but say, as a person who always puts rationality first, Tyrion asked himself, after all, he can't adapt to such an environment.

"Half-man, stop looking so sullen now. Although I don't believe in your gods, the atmosphere on the battlefield is like this right now. If you still look so depressed, what will others think? This is totally inappropriate."

Originally, Shaga thought Tyrion would give a quick answer, but he didn't expect to be greeted by only the side. Turning his head, he found that Tyrion was looking at him as if he had seen a eunuch rejuvenate; the pupils of the half-man seemed to be shaking. Shaga actually said such a thing? Could it be that the Blackwater River was flowing backwards today?
"Half-human, is that so strange? You people down in the mountain always call us barbarians, but barbarians don't mean we don't have brains - people like this will starve to death in the mountains; besides, I've followed you to so many places, seen so many people and things, and my original stubborn mind has become more open now." The look on the little devil's face made Xia Ga scratch his head in embarrassment, "So, don't put on airs and look sour, the most important thing now is this war."

"Yeah, this war."

Tyrion looked at the dragons in the enemy camp. The milky white dragon was spewing flames into the sky from time to time, inspiring the morale of the soldiers around it, while the other two dragons were not known where they were placed. "If I were in Daenerys' position, how would I use the dragons?" Tyrion thought, and he couldn't help but glance at the giant ballistae placed everywhere. He had seen the power of this thing with his own eyes. If the dragon dared to rush down to attack the army, it would be shot into a sieve immediately.

So, how will she use it? Tyrion patted his head in annoyance, then collected the history and battle examples of dragons in his mind, thinking about how Daenerys would use the dragons.

Suddenly, he slapped his head and thought of a historical battle, a very famous battle. His face changed drastically, but just when he was about to call the messenger to inform Hu Ge of the news, a whistling sound suddenly came from the sky above his head.

"Damn it, it's that move..." Tyrion couldn't help but mutter to himself as he looked at the huge shadow that broke out from the sea of ​​clouds.

During Aegon Targaryen's conquest of Westeros, there was a battle of great significance, called the Battle of Harrenhal. In this battle, facing the solid Harrenhal, Aegon and his sisters chose to ride the dragon into the sky, and then dived down almost vertically. At the last moment before hitting Harrenhal, the dragon spewed out the long-accumulated dragon flame, destroying the strongest and largest fortress in the Seven Kingdoms at that time.

Now, the conqueror's tactics were reproduced by his descendants. When the black dragon broke through the clouds and appeared with fire in its mouth, many people in the army were shocked by the sudden attack, but the giant crossbows reacted very quickly. They immediately shot rounds of arrows into the sky, but in front of the dragon's extreme diving speed, most of the arrows missed.

However, Hugo has more than just a crossbow to fight dragons.

Under Hugo's special arrangement, Kanatir will command the troops equipped with anti-dragon weapons in this battle. Seeing this scene, Black Blade reacted quickly. He immediately ordered his subordinates to start using a special arrow - its arrowhead was soaked in wildfire.

As these arrows with green flames were continuously shot into the sky, green sparks began to appear continuously in the sky. Faced with such an aggressive substance as wildfire, even the dragon was forced to adjust its position to avoid being directly bathed in the wildfire - perhaps the dragon's scales could withstand the wildfire, but the rider on it certainly couldn't do it.

At the same time, Black Blade did not choose to seek cover because of the approach of the dragon. He asked his subordinates to drag out some carts. These carts were equipped with a large number of infantry crossbows at one time, which were filled with dense arrows. As the mechanical structure was triggered, countless burning rockets flew into the sky and flew towards the target. At the same time, he also began to order his men to ignite wildfires and burn grass and trees in the ditches dug before the battle, trying to create a smoke screen to block the riders' sight - as for the effect, only actual combat can prove it.

Just like that, when the soldiers began to fight back, the panic in the army caused by the dragon's sudden attack immediately turned into confidence in their own strength. They were also proud that the army could calmly deal with the dragon, and the morale of the entire army increased instead of decreasing.

As for Daenerys, facing such intensive firepower, she couldn't help but curse while riding on the dragon's back. Before that, she had discussed with her staff in the camp for a long time before figuring out this tactic. She planned to destroy the enemy's battle by eliminating Hugo through a surprise attack to achieve a fatal effect, but things ended up turning out like this.

As far as age is concerned, the queen is not yet sixteen years old. Even if we go back to the heyday of the Targaryens, a dragon rider of this age is not suitable for fighting in the battlefield. What's more, she has not received any systematic family education. How to ride a dragon depends entirely on her own exploration and the tacit understanding between her and the children. Bringing the dragon to the clouds for a dive is already her limit. Dodging attacks from all directions during the dive makes her exhausted.

In desperation, facing such a dense firepower network, all Daenerys could do was to choose another target, a target that was easier to achieve.

Finally, after Daenerys was forced to turn, the whole army began to cheer for the victory. They had accomplished a feat that no one had done for many years - successfully forcing the dragon to retreat. Even Hugo, who was in charge of the main camp, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although he was full of confidence in those dragon hunting weapons, he was still more or less nervous before he really saw the effect - fortunately, these weapons have now proved their value.

On the other side, as she got closer and closer to her own front line, Daenerys, who was looking for other targets, took a fancy to the conspicuous ruins of the temple. Looking at the madman shouting loudly on the ruins, Daenerys finally found her target: she had hated this bastard for a long time. For several days, this guy had been swearing foul language on the ruins, and his voice could even be heard a mile or two at night. All of it was disrespectful to her and her family, and the closer the person was to her, the fouler the curses were, especially her own brother Viserys.

So, Daenerys gave orders to the dragon under her, and Drogon was very obedient. He turned around and flew towards the temple. As the route shifted, Daenerys felt that the pressure from the ground was much less, and gradually she didn't need to devote so much energy to dodging arrows.

"Now, Drogon, breathe fire!"

Following Khaleesi's command, a huge pillar of fire rose above the ruins of the temple, and everything swept by the flames was reduced to ashes. The power of this fire was so terrifying that many people who were far away from the Bitterbridge Temple had to cover their faces in the heat wave. Some of them had to push back, and tears came out of their eyes - this was the power of the heat wave.

This scene made the entire battlefield silent. The last remains of the Bitterbridge Cathedral were once again baptized by dragon flames. The originally solid wreckage melted and collapsed before people's eyes. The Bitterbridge Cathedral, which was regarded as another holy place of the Seven Gods, was completely reduced to ashes. It was no longer even worth defending.

"Devil! Devil! She blasphemed our God and killed our respected elders! Fellow countrymen, for the sake of the gods, for our homes, and for Old Sparrow, kill them and let the dragon's blood flow on the earth! Why should we fear death? Life is a gift from God; today, we will meet again in heaven!"

The silence lasted for a while, and then a voice suddenly sounded, which seemed to have a river accent; then, countless voices responded to it. The destruction of the Bitter Bridge Temple did not scare the Seven Gods believers, on the contrary, it aroused their anger; without any prior agreement, more and more troops in the army rushed towards the enemy without receiving orders, leaving the remaining troops in a dilemma. Seeing this development, Hugo had no choice but to order an all-out attack.

(End of this chapter)