Game of Thrones: Roar of the Dragon

Chapter 53 Vulnerable

Tyrosh is bordered by the Narrow Sea to the west and south, and by a flat, broad plain to the east.

The north side is adjacent to the rolling and steep mountains, which can be called a natural barrier!
Da da da!
On the north side of the Tyroshi city wall, which is about fourteen or fifteen meters high, slave soldiers wearing worn leather armor are busy making preparations for the war.

They piled stones the size of heads under the parapets and tied quivers filled with arrows tightly around their waists.

Compared with them, the mercenary groups and free mercenaries seemed lazy and chaotic.

The mercenary group located in the middle section of the city wall is better, as it is managed by a group leader and many captains.

Preparations for battle continued to advance, albeit somewhat lazily.

The free mercenaries simply ignored the orders of the Tyroshi officers who commanded them.

The southernmost part of the city wall was as noisy and chaotic as a vegetable market at this moment.

This group of people looks undisciplined and like cannon fodder.

But in fact, they are all old hands who have been hanging around in the nine free city-states for many years.

The southernmost wall they had captured first was adjacent to the direct fleet in the port of Tyrosh.

If the pressure of defending the city becomes too great, the direct fleet will certainly provide assistance.

The reason why the mercenary group and free mercenaries seemed to have it easy was that the walls of Tyrosh were at least five or six meters higher than those of ordinary city-states.

And they had never seen a free city-state with so many large ballistae.

Although stories about demons and dragons have been circulating in the city recently.

But they firmly believed that no one could withstand the concentrated fire of so many large crossbows, except for disembodied ghosts.

Lord Pachec, with a gloomy face, climbed up the city wall with nine governors of Tyroshi under the protection of many personal guards.

They changed their previous bright and gorgeous clothes and wore tattered leather armor similar to that of slave soldiers.

This was what Maharaja Pachek strongly advocated.

Because he was really worried that the enemy dragon would fly over with a large crossbow and spit dragon flames at them.

Maharaja Pachek looked around and immediately noticed the completely different defense scene on the city wall.

He immediately asked worriedly, "Are these mercenary groups and free mercenaries really reliable?"

“Don’t worry, my lord!

Although the Ranger Group is not as famous as the Second Sons Group and the Bright Flag Group, its overall strength is not inferior to them.

Most importantly, they have never had a history of betraying or robbing their mercenaries!

Especially the leader Saba, who has a strong overall view and battlefield command ability."

Upon hearing this, the governor in charge of hiring the mercenaries immediately answered confidently,

"As for those free mercenaries... I have already made arrangements.

Since they have received our money, they must make corresponding contributions!"

"Ah That's good!"

Lord Pachek nodded when he heard this, then turned to look at the dense crowd of people in the distance and murmured,
“They have been here for a whole day, and apart from sending people to search the slave towns outside the city two or three times, they have not taken any action.

There was no attack and no sign of the dragon.

What are they waiting for?"

“Hehe, maybe it’s because they saw the strong and tall walls of our Tyrosh, as well as so many large ballistae and soldiers.

You want to run away, but you're so scared that your legs can't move!"

"Hahaha!"

Woohoo~~~
A horn suddenly sounded outside the city, and the smiles on the faces of the governors who were making fun of Jakaris' army froze in an instant.

The army of Jakaris had not made any movements before, so it looked like a dense mass of static figures.

But when they heard the horn sound and launched the charge, it immediately brought a dynamic visual shock to the governors of Tyrosh.

I saw a sea of ​​heads moving up and down irregularly as they ran, like a huge school of fish emerging from the sea to breathe.

The slave towns outside Tyrosh were flooded with them in an instant, and the several streets leading to the city walls were thronged with people. Too many!
Just by taking a quick look, the number of enemies is at least 10,000 or 20,000!
In this era, battles involving tens of thousands of people are rare.

On the walls of Tyrosh, there were 1,300 slave soldiers, 550 rangers, and nearly 700 free mercenaries.

There were about 200 slave soldiers inside the city gate, plus a direct fleet of about 2,200 people defending the southwest port.

There are only about 4,950 people in total.

Many governors who had never experienced war turned pale and suddenly regretted not recalling their main fleets in the combined fleet.

Clang!
In the middle of the city wall not far from the governors, the leader of the Ranger Group, Saba, drew his sword without changing his expression and shouted, "Draw your bows, ready!"

Upon hearing the news, the messenger beside him immediately passed the order to the surrounding areas of the city wall.

Swish!
After hearing the order, the ranger mercenaries, who had been lazy before, immediately drew their arrows and pulled their bows in neat and skillful movements.

If you look closely, you can see that their eyes have become completely different from before.

This is the professional mercenary group that has experienced battles of all sizes in Essos.

The slave army on the north side of the city wall also drew their bows as ordered, but the neatness and fluency of their movements were clearly a level lower.

As for the free mercenaries on the south side... they are better than nothing.

"put!"

shhhhhh!
Nearly a thousand sharp arrows were shot into the sky and then fell like raindrops into the Jakaris army crowded in the slave town.

Chi Chi Chi!
The people in the front who had just entered the range of the bows and arrows were suddenly shot and fell to the ground in groups, just like wheat being cut.

The Jakaris army was suddenly hit and its advance came to a sudden halt.

Then, as if reacting, he placed something that looked like a wooden shield on his head.

"Hmm? What are they holding?"

"Door panels, bed boards, poof, even wooden windows!"

"Hahaha!"

When the governors on the city wall saw Jacaerys' army rushing out of the slave town and heading towards the walls of Tyrosh with various "wooden shields",

They all laughed so hard that they couldn't close their mouths.

They were initially intimidated by the huge number of the other side, but after just one round of arrow rain, the other side had lost hundreds of people.

Now they realized that Jakaris' army was just a mob.

This is exactly the case!
shhhhhh!
A second round of arrows hurled out, and a large number of people at the front of Jakaris' army fell down again.

Those who were holding up the thick door panels were better off, with only a few arrows able to penetrate them.

But those who had to live with thin bed boards and wooden windows were in a miserable situation.

The sharp arrows that fell from the sky carried powerful kinetic energy and pierced through their "wooden shields" and penetrated their flesh and blood.

Those who were hit by arrows in the head or vital parts were basically killed on the spot.

However, those who were only injured but not killed were trampled to pieces by their companions after falling to the ground.

However, Tyrosh's ranged attacks are more than just a volley of arrows.

Hoo, ho, ho!
Huge stones as big as water tanks were thrown out from the large catapults inside the city gate.

Clang, clang!
Under the attack of a huge rock of this weight, not to mention thick door panels, even iron plates would be useless.

Wood fragments and broken limbs flew everywhere.

The huge rocks smashed through the crowd that rushed out of the slave town without any cover, leaving behind bloody paths.

The charging crowd was still at least ten meters away from the city wall, but they had already lost 1,600 to 1,700 people, nearly one-tenth of the total number of people.

From the perspective of Tyrosh, the notorious army of Jacaerys was just like this and was totally vulnerable!
The Easter egg at the end of this chapter gives a general idea of ​​the eastern wall of Tyrosh, but it is not very accurate, for example, the distance between the mountain and the city.

Just take a look at it and follow the description in the article.

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(End of this chapter)