Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 221: Taking Meereen
The soldiers did not recognize the head in the box. However, they knew clearly that the reinforcements that the wise masters had mentioned during this period of time, which had been cheering them up, were the Golden Group.

From what the rider said when he brought the box, it is not difficult to infer that Meereen has lost this reinforcement, and the owner of the head in the box is self-evident.

The box containing the human head was quickly sent to the pyramid. After seeing what was in the box, all the wise masters felt a strong sense of uneasiness in their hearts.

They realized that the dragon and the army, which had been lying outside the city for more than a month, would probably attack the city soon.

In fact, it is not just the wise rulers who realize this; the slave soldiers are not fools either.

On the day the box was received, five deserters appeared.

These deserters took advantage of their duty to quietly take out the ropes they had prepared in advance and slipped out of Meereen along the ropes from the city wall.

When the wise rulers learned about this, they were very angry.

They promptly whipped slave soldiers who showed no signs of desertion. Not only that, they even executed three officers in a row in an attempt to deter others.

But no matter how it was handled, this incident was like a fuse, quickly igniting the panic in the hearts of the defenders.

By the next day, nearly a hundred deserters appeared.

There are also rumors that several mercenary groups in the city secretly sent people to meet Gavin outside the city, apparently trying to find a way out for themselves.

The panic of the defenders was like a huge powder keg, suppressed and accumulated, and finally ignited completely on the night of the next day.

The giant dragon was like a demon in the dark. It descended silently from the sky under the cover of night, and then dragon flames gushed out. The blazing flames instantly enveloped the three dragon hunting crossbows on the city wall.

The dragon hunting crossbow crackled under the burning of the dragon flames and was soon reduced to ashes. Before the bell of the attack rang, the dragon disappeared into the night at an extremely fast speed, leaving behind only a night sky illuminated by flames and a city wall filled with a burnt smell.

Then, the dragon launched round after round of attacks.

It is like a cunning and intimidating ghost. It never fights hard and does not care about the outcome of each attack.

No matter whether it was the soldiers on duty, the powerful dragon-hunting crossbow, the towering watchtower, or the temporarily empty city walls, every time it flew over, it would only spray dragon flames once and then quickly disappear into the darkness.

Wherever the dragon flame went, there was a sea of ​​fire and chaos.

The guards were getting more nervous, and everyone was like a frightened bird. Their nerves were stretched to the limit, and some would even flee from the city walls as if they were being chased by a demon if they heard the slightest sound of wings flapping in the sky.

The dragon's attack continued all night long, until dawn, when a ray of morning light broke through the darkness and the dragon stopped attacking.

The officers began a simple headcount, and the results shocked everyone.

The number of slave soldiers had actually decreased by half, and the officers realized that no matter how powerful the dragon was, it was impossible for it to burn so many people to death overnight.

The whereabouts of those missing soldiers were self-evident. All the soldiers saw the officers counting the number of people. The increasingly solemn faces and the increasing number of vacancies were like heavy hammers, hitting everyone's heart.

The wise lords who learned the news immediately held a meeting. Surrender seemed to be the only feasible solution before them. However, some wise lords still firmly opposed it. They proposed to set the city on fire and perish together with Gavin's army.

Although these wise leaders were few in number, their momentum was far greater than that of the surrenderists. After the two sides argued for a while, they finally reached the final result of surrender through voting. However, at this moment, Gavin had already begun to attack the city.

After the sun rose completely into the sky, Gawain's army launched its first siege since the siege of Meereen.

Gavin was riding a snow-white horse with white mane fluttering gently in the breeze.

He stared quietly at the towering walls of Meereen, wondering how long the battle would last. Considering that the Blazing Shadow was tired after a whole night, Gavin did not intend to let it participate in the siege today.

He raised his arm and swung it vigorously, and the row of catapults behind him started to move.

Huge stones were thrown high up by mechanical devices, drawing sharp arcs in the air, and then smashed into the city wall with a whistling sound.

Every time a stone hit the city wall, it caused a strong vibration, and the city wall shook slightly like a giant trembling in pain.

The dull and heavy impact sound echoed in the air again and again, as if the god of death was mercilessly ringing the death knell for Meereen.

Then, one siege vehicle after another was slowly pushed forward. Those siege vehicles were huge, and their huge wooden bodies rolled over the ground, making a low rumbling sound.

They were like clumsy but powerful beasts, slowly approaching the city wall, and the thick wooden wheels of the siege vehicles left deep ruts on the ground.

The defenders on the city wall were extremely exhausted and panicked. The sudden attack of the giant dragon last night had completely frightened them, and they were in a state of high tension the whole night without a moment's rest.

At this moment, their eyes were bloodshot, filled with fear and confusion. Although their bodies were still barely standing on the city wall, the weapons in their hands were loosely grasped, as if they were holding weightless straws instead of life-saving weapons that would fall at any time.

As the siege vehicles gradually approached the city wall, the counterattack on the wall seemed extremely exhausted.

Occasionally a few crossbow arrows were shot out, but the minimal resistance was unable to stop their advance.

Before long, most of the siege vehicles successfully approached the city wall.

As the baffle at the front of the siege vehicle was slowly lowered, the Unsullied Legion quickly surged up the city wall like a black tide.

The defenders' counterattack seemed weak and they were suppressed by the Unsullied to the point where they had no power to fight back, and the city walls were constantly lost.

Large groups of defenders began to lay down their weapons and surrender, while a small number of loyal followers of the wise lord chose to retreat from the city walls and continue fighting in the intricate streets and alleys. However, their struggle was in vain. The army that followed was like a raging torrent, quickly drowning them.

When the sun reached its highest point, the battle was completely over. Gavin successfully captured Meereen. Jalal had even cleaned up the largest pyramid in Meereen and carefully prepared lunch.

(End of this chapter)