Game of Thrones: Dragons have three heads, not three-headed dragons.

As noon approached, the war continued. Oris finally led his men to break through the Unsullied's formation, wielding the Red Dragon Sword to kill Greenbeard. The remaining ships, discovering their commander's death, fled. Oris, naturally, could not let such easy prey slip away, and immediately ordered his ships to annihilate the fleeing Tyrosian ships. The remaining surrendered sailors and soldiers could only be tied up, as they still had to attack Tyrosian afterward, and the risk of a mutiny could not be ruled out.

Those sailors and soldiers who jumped into the sea were either lucky enough to be rescued by the sailors of Oris's organization, or unlucky enough to perish forever in the belly of the fish. In the end, according to Rams's count, Oris and his sailors suffered a total of 1000 deaths, and only 1500 soldiers were left capable of attacking the city. As for the Tyrosi side, since their commander and his deputy had both been killed, the exact number is unknown.

Oris was utterly exhausted after the battle. Less than ten days after departing from Oris Manor, he led his personal guards on a forced march to the city of Mil, then relentlessly captured Mil, suppressing any unrest within the city. At the same time, he had to reorganize his troops and launch another attack on Tyros. This naval battle lasted from morning till dusk, with Oris constantly charging ahead, almost draining him of all his strength.

Oris gazed at the shimmering sea, lost in thought, wondering if his battle plan was correct, and whether withdrawing now would allow him to negotiate with the other free trade city-states and preserve his rule over Myr. Just as Oris was lost in thought, Alicia draped a coat over his shoulders from behind. Disturbed, Oris turned and frowned at Alicia, saying, "You've interrupted my thoughts."

After listening to Oris's complaints, Alexandra didn't say much, but just smiled and said, "You people of status think too much. When I was still in the borderlands, I didn't think about anything else, I just thought about how to keep myself alive."

Oris paused slightly upon hearing Alexandra's words, then chuckled, realizing he had been overthinking things. The system's disappearance when he was 18 had put immense pressure on Oris, which was why he had rushed into battle upon hearing of Robert's northward march and the Golden Company's journey to Volantis, resulting in a severe shortage of troops. Daeron, drawing the main force away from Oris, must also be under immense pressure.

Oris looked at Alexandra and said, "Sometimes you don't talk like a savage. Aren't you a little too perceptive?" With that, Oris put his arm around Alexandra, and the two of them gazed at the waves on the sea.

Early the next morning, Oris's fleet arrived at the port of Tyroth. Oris then ordered the fleet to form a circle to blockade the port of Tyroth. Unlike Myr, Tyroth was surrounded by the sea. Once the port was blocked, it would be almost impossible for large ships to leave, and the small port could not accommodate large ships at all. The lords and nobles of Tyroth could not leave with their wealth.

After ordering the blockade, Oris saw the reflection on the city walls through the eye of the hurricane. The walls of Tyrosi were now densely packed with soldiers, their attire varied—some wore leather armor, others cloth armor—roughly estimated at four or five thousand. Oris's intelligence indicated that Tyrosi originally had around 5000 soldiers, with about 3000 sent to attack Daeron. In yesterday's naval battle, Tyrosi had lost at least 1000 men. Now, the actual Tyrosi soldiers on the walls numbered at most 1000; the rest were likely guards of various nobles and mercenaries. If Oris were leading these men to defend the city, he would inevitably engage the enemy in open battle, given the overwhelming numerical superiority of his forces. Even the most easily defected mercenaries would seize this opportunity to enhance their mercenary group's reputation. However, defending the city was different. Tyrosi was an island city, its food supplies entirely dependent on supplies transported from outside. If anything happened within the city, the mercenaries were most likely to defect.

High Lord Tyrosi piled his men against the walls, hoping to use their numerical advantage to create a stalemate with Auris and await reinforcements from the disputed lands. Auris, of course, had no intention of giving him that chance. After thoroughly studying Tyrosi's defenses, Auris led 500 of his personal guards on his Durotan to the walls of Tyrosi. At this moment, Auris shouted, "Is High Lord Chorro of Tyrosi present? I am Auris-Belleris, commander of the army outside the city. May we discuss the future of Tyrosi?"

The nobles on the city wall were momentarily stunned by Oris's words. Undoubtedly, what Oris said was incredibly informative, as this was the first time he had publicly mentioned his identity as a member of the Dragon King family. Originally, everyone thought Oris was just a nouveau riche who had amassed his wealth through his manor business and conquered Myr by chance. In fact, most of the nobles in the city looked down on Oris, believing that even if he could rule Tyros for a while, it wouldn't last.

After all, the previous nouveau riche who ruled Tyrosi had been eliminated by a coalition of powerful figures within the city. However, Oris's status as a member of the Dragon King family changes the situation. It's common knowledge that Viserys and his sister are under Oris's control, and with the combined power of two Dragon King families, no one knows what impact this might have on the situation in the Kingdom of the Three Daughters.

A short while later, a middle-aged man with a purple beard and hair emerged and looked down at Oris from the city wall, saying, "Welcome to Tyrosh, Lord Oris-Baleris." He emphasized the word "Baleris." Oris looked up at the High Lord of Tyrosh on the wall and said, "Thank you for the welcome, High Lord Tyrosh. My army and I hope to enter Tyrosh to obtain some supplies and prepare for our expedition to Westeros across the Stepstone Islands."

Grand Prince Koro of Tyros looked at Oris's small army and said, "You really have a thick skin. You're still thinking of tricking people into opening the city gates. You don't have many troops left, do you? You're so close to the city walls now. Once I open the gates, I can capture you alive in a field battle. Then your army will collapse instantly. Aren't you afraid that I'll just take action against you directly?"

After Lord Tyrothy finished speaking, his face turned bright red. It seemed that Oris's words had really worked. Seeing this, Oris stopped talking and rode Durotan back to his base. During this time, he used the hurricane's perspective to observe whether the city gates were about to open. What puzzled Oris was that Lord Tyrothy never ordered the soldiers to leave the city.

Upon returning to the docks, Oris immediately ordered his soldiers to rest and prepare for the attack on the city early the next morning. Oris felt a vague unease, sensing that Lord Tyrothy's reaction did not seem to be waiting for the army besieging Daeron to return.