Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"what?"

"How could this be?"

The conservative governors, including Illyrio, who sat to the left of Prince Pentos, did not have a single servant come in to tell their master what was happening outside.

The conservative governors were also whispering amongst themselves. They didn't know what was happening outside, but judging from the expressions of the other governors, it didn't seem to be a good thing.

"Why hasn't anyone come in..."

At this moment, Illyrio seemed to sense the impending danger.

He clenched his fist slightly, his small eyes darted around, glancing left and right, before whispering a few instructions to a servant beside him.

"Understood, Master."

The servant then hurried down the stairs and headed towards the door of the hall.

Illyrio kept his eyes fixed on the servant, and breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw him walk out the door safely.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a faint scream suddenly came from outside the hall, which could only be heard if you listened very carefully.

It was as if someone suddenly covered his mouth from behind and then stabbed him in the throat with a dagger, after which the screams stopped abruptly.

Illyrio's expression suddenly changed drastically.

And at this time.

Tap tap…

A soldier dressed in armor and carrying a spear walked into the banquet hall.

A short sword hung at his waist, well concealed, but a faint trace of blood could still be seen on the cuff.

Then the soldier casually closed the palace gates, left, and locked them from the outside.

click -

The crisp sound of the lock clicking shut was barely noticeable amidst the commotion sparked by the old governor's words.

The hall remained in chaos.

But outside the home...

The soldier, stained with blood, went out and locked the main hall, then nodded to his colleague beside him.

"Ah."

And that servant Illyrio sent out.

At that moment, his body was dragged by two soldiers into the grass in the palace garden not far away.

It left a long trail of blood on the ground as it was dragged.

The night was dark.

The first day of the new year, the hour of bats, has already passed.

Outside the banquet hall.

Beneath the blazing torches, rows of cold weapons reflected a chilling light.

"Over here!"

"hurry up!"

Rows of armored soldiers were already on high alert, surrounding the palace from the outside.

Chapter 209 Blood-Red Banquet

The main hall inside the prince's palace was completely surrounded.

Outside the Prince's Palace, there were towering walls and heavy gates.

Several palace guards peeked out furtively before quietly closing the palace gates.

However, their actions attracted the attention of the Andalusian soldiers.

"Ok?"

"Hey, what are you doing?"

These soldiers, loyal to Viserys, have just received Ramsay's message.

Tell them that the situation in Pentos has changed and that they should be on high alert at all times. If anything happens, they should rush into the palace immediately to rescue His Majesty.

Therefore, they remain highly vigilant.

What are you trying to do?

"Why are you closing the door?!"

Upon seeing the palace guards' actions, Andalus' soldiers immediately became alert, stood up from the ground with their weapons in hand, and shouted loudly to stop them.

However, upon hearing their voices, the other party not only did not stop, but instead sped up, attempting to forcibly close the palace gates.

Rumbling--

The heavy palace doors suddenly made a loud noise and slowly closed.

"Oh no! Something's happened!"

The soldiers of Andalus immediately realized what was happening inside the palace.

-

Then a signal arrow was fired to issue a warning.

"Quickly! Seize the palace gates!"

"Charge in! Rescue His Majesty!"

The commander of Viserys's personal guard immediately gave a stern order.

Two hundred fully armed Andalus soldiers rushed forward, attempting to forcibly prevent the palace gates from closing and seize them.

"Stop them!"

"Keep the city gates closed! Lock them out!"

The palace guards, seeing the enemy charging towards them, naturally drew their swords to resist, attempting to stop the Andals from storming in and forcibly close the city gates.

However, the Pentos officer's order came too late. The Andalusian soldiers reacted quickly, and the city gates were too heavy to be easily closed by force.

Several Andalus soldiers raised their crossbows, and bolts flew out.

bang bang bang-

Several soldiers who were forcibly closing the city gates were immediately struck by arrows, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground.

"kill!"

Then a brave Andalusian soldier rushed up first.

The Pentos fought back fiercely, slashing with their swords, but the Andalusian soldiers raised their shields to defend themselves.

bang——

The sword struck the shield hard, leaving only a shallow wound; the Andalusian soldier didn't even flinch.

He then thrust his sword into the opponent's throat with his right hand.

clang--

The clanging of metal produced a piercing sound, and a thrust of the sword was blocked by the opponent's own sword.

However, before the guard from Pentos could retaliate, he saw a shield rapidly enlarge in front of him.

bang——

The shield slammed into him with a powerful blow, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

An Andalusian soldier seized the opportunity, rushed forward, and plunged a sword into his eye socket, ending his life.

"kill!"

"Seize the palace gates!"

The soldiers of Andalus swarmed forward, while the guards of the Prince's Palace fought back fiercely, and the two sides clashed in the narrow palace gate.

Ding ding dong dong—

The weapons clashed violently, the blades slashing against the gleaming armor; the battle was intense.

Pentos's guards were then overwhelmed and fell to the ground one after another with screams, before being trampled into a bloody pulp by countless heavy iron boots.

The difference between the seasoned soldiers of Andalus and those of Pentos was immediately apparent.

The red and black figures surged into the city gate like a tide.

The defending troops, however, suffered repeated defeats and soon completely lost the palace gates.

...

Inside the palace hall.

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A sharp, high-pitched sound suddenly rang out from the outside, as if conveying some kind of signal. Viserys's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this signal.

"Oh no—"

Meanwhile, Illyrio's face had turned extremely ugly.

He already sensed what was about to happen; the fact that he and the conservative governors hadn't been informed beforehand was enough to explain the situation.

Those people probably don't just want to target Viserys, but also want to use this opportunity to eliminate all the governors as well.

"Viserys!"

"careful!"

The wealthy merchant governor, with his large belly, suddenly stood up and overturned the table in front of him.

With a splash, drinks and food spilled all over the floor, and then he loudly reminded them.

"Ok?"