Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

Then he glanced at the Dothraki camped in the distance; it seemed the Dothraki weren't planning to attack the city today.

He also lost interest in continuing to watch.

Then the young king turned and walked down the city wall.

...

More than 80,000 Slarks split up on the Great Plains, with the main force consisting of three Khals leading 50,000 Roaring Warriors to attack Pentos.

On the other side were over 30,000 Slarks led by Dzekokao and Molokao.

They wanted to breach the Fortress of Heroes and then advance northwards, heading straight for Andalus.

These Dothraki forces, which split up to attack Hellfire Fortress, encountered their enemies earlier than the main force.

Their first encounter was on the banks of the Lorne River.

A troop of First Legion cavalry strayed into the Dothraki and engaged in fierce fighting. Both sides suffered losses and retreated.

They received news that the Dothraki army was advancing.

The legion's commander-in-chief, Bessie Joyce, also ordered the defensive line to be tightened. Ten thousand Andal warriors returned to their camps and climbed the city walls and fortresses to prepare to defend against the Dothraki attack.

The Fortress of Heroes is still a semi-finished castle, with most soldiers stationed in semi-permanent camps.

Therefore, they were practically fighting the Dothraki in open field, under immense pressure. Bessie, being cautious, retreated first, feigning weakness to the enemy.

Fortunately, the First Legion was composed of elite Andal warriors who had been with Viserys from the beginning. They had defeated Khal Drogo's forces and were not afraid of the Dothraki.

Unlike the garrison at Pentos, they were one of the few forces capable of engaging the Dothraki in the open.

However, this time the Dothraki army outnumbered them by a large margin, forcing them to switch to a defensive posture.

A man in full military uniform and wearing a metal mask climbed onto the city wall.

"Commander-in-Chief."

"Commander-in-Chief."

On the towering walls of the castle, Andal soldiers saw their commander-in-chief and quickly made way for him, greeting him warmly.

Bessie, holding onto the railing, still walked with a somewhat awkward gait.

He wore bright armor and a white battle robe. The morning sun shone on him, as if he were bathed in the holy light of the seven gods. The seven-pointed star on his mask and forehead added to his sacred aura.

He was the son of a warrior, endowed with courage and strength by the gods, who entrusted him with the sacred duty of defeating the enemy.

"May... warriors bless us."

Because of physical discomfort, Bessie stood on the city wall with a slightly crooked posture, and then spoke in a hoarse but calm voice.

His dark eyes were bright, his breathing even, and he looked at the endless Dothraki below the castle and the refugees they were driving away without any tension.

May the warriors protect us!

The soldiers following behind Bessie Joyce wore armor with the emblem of a three-headed Targaryen dragon, and a small seven-pointed star on their chests.

They roared in unison.

It is clear that the Andal people on the Andas Plains have a fanatical faith in the Seven Gods.

This belief was also the driving force behind their tenacious resistance against the Dothraki invasion.

“Rhaesh Andahli!”

This is the land of the Andals in the Dothraki language.

He rode atop the tallest warhorse in the distance.

King Zhekokao of Dothraki drew his Arak scimitar from his waist, pointing the tip directly at the distant Fortress of Heroes, and roared in fury.

"Kill them all!"

"Tear down their stone houses! Take their wealth! Rape their women!"

Behind the Heroes' Castle lies the rich and peaceful Andas Plain.

The seven holy gods once descended upon this land to crown the Andal king.

immediately.

The Dothraki, seemingly endless, sounded their horns to attack the city, driving the captured refugees down to the castle.

"Commander-in-Chief, what should we do?"

And on the ramparts of the Black Castle.

Soldiers from the First Legion felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this scene, and then turned to look at their commander.

These rushing refugees would crash into the traps, trenches, and wooden barricades that the refugees had set up in advance.

Bessie narrowed her eyes slightly beneath her mask and took a deep breath.

"Tell them to stop advancing and take cover under the city walls."

What if they won't listen?

The soldier asked.

Bessie glanced at the soldier but didn't say anything.

He then refused the guards' offer of assistance and staggered toward the tower.

...

Time passed quickly afterward.

soon.

The first day of the siege has ended.

The Dothraki left behind a trail of corpses and retreated slowly like a receding tide.

Chapter 263 Negotiation

Under the setting sun.

Soldiers on the walls of Heroes' Fortress were cleaning up the battlefield, throwing corpses off the walls, including the bodies of their comrades.

Space was limited within castles and camps, leaving no place to store corpses, or even burn them.

After all, this is just a half-finished castle that hasn't been fully built yet, plus a semi-permanent camp.

The First Legion's 10,000 soldiers were stationed here, relying on the castle and the high wooden walls of the barracks, where supplies were stockpiled.

Therefore, the First Army, which was surrounded, was in a much more dangerous situation than Pentos, and they had very few geographical advantages to occupy.

The Dothraki focused their attacks on encampments that were not protected by walls, essentially engaging in a protracted war of attrition on the plains.

After a full day of fighting, the legion's camp had been breached several times, but they had been stubbornly repelled each time. They are now clearing the battlefield and repairing the damage as quickly as possible.

Inside the command center conference hall of Heroic Spirit Castle.

The commanders of the Kingdom's First Legion gathered together, with the commoner-born Legion Commander, Bessie Joyce, still in full military uniform and wearing a metal mask, sitting in the center.

He also had a gold sword and shield medal on his chest.

On either side of his seat stood two rows of knights in gleaming armor. They were all commanders in the legion, wearing armor bearing the emblem of the three-headed Targaryen dragon, with the seven-pointed star representing the seven gods on their chests.

One of the commanders couldn't help but speak up.

“Defense will not defeat the Dothraki, Commander-in-Chief.”

"And His Majesty is currently besieged in Pentos, and we can't even send out ravens."

In the past few days, several ravens released from Heroic Spirit Keep have been shot down by the Dothraki. Only one was clever enough to fly high and escape, but no news has come back yet.

"Yes."

Others echoed this sentiment.

“I have a proposal, Commander-in-Chief.”

Another commander also stood up.

He proposed to go out of the city to fight, emulating His Majesty's use of the fire oil tactic to burn the Dothraki to death.

Others came up with even more varied ideas, such as lengthening the battle lines, forming shield formations, and having cavalry flank and outflank the enemy to cut through the battlefield.

It is clear that the junior commanders of the First Legion are far superior to the garrison of Pentos; at least they have undergone regular army training and have been baptized in blood and fire.

However, Bessie, who was sitting in the first seat, remained silent.

Ever since he rushed into the fire and was severely burned, he has become much more taciturn.

After all the commanders had explained their opinions, Bessie raised her head slightly and spoke in a hoarse, low voice.

"Gentlemen."

"Behind us lies the Andas Plain, the homeland of our ancestors."

His gaze swept over all the faces to his left and right, and his voice came from beneath the metal mask.

"Prince Oberon's reinforcements will arrive soon."

"We will not continue to hold out."

"We must hurry and deal with the enemy at hand, then head to Pentos to relieve His Majesty's siege."

The Commander-in-Chief's voice echoed in the conference room.

He had already decided that he would not continue to defend the Fortress of Heroes to the death.

He understood that the Dothraki surrounding Heroes' Fortress were not their main force; their main force must be besieging Pentos.

Although Bessie knew very well that the Dothraki were planning to besiege the city and then attack the reinforcements.

However, he had sworn to protect His Majesty the King and not betray Viserys' trust in him.

Therefore, Bessi first tightened his defenses, adopting a defensive posture to feign weakness and lull the Dothraki into a false sense of security.

Next, we will seize the moment when the enemy is off guard and defeat them in one fell swoop.

All the lower-ranking commanders of the legion were shocked to hear this, knowing that the commander-in-chief had decided to leave the city and fight a decisive battle against the Dothraki, who outnumbered them several times over.

However, instead of feeling fear, they were filled with excitement.