Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

His generals steadfastly obeyed the corps commander's orders.

The fighting on the front lines continued, and the soldiers caught in the chaos may not have realized that the battle lines were retreating steadily.

Countless warhorses continued to ram against the shields, and no matter how strong the shield formation was, it would eventually be broken and collapsed.

click -

The wooden shaft in the hand of a soldier holding a spear was broken.

"Go to hell!"

Then, with bloodshot eyes, he drew his long sword and lunged forward, stabbing the fallen enemy to death and beheading him.

However, a Dothraki man leaped off his horse, pounced on him, howled, and slit his throat.

puff--

Blood gushed out, but he still held tightly to the other person's wrist.

The fighting on the front lines was exceptionally fierce, and everyone was bloodthirsty.

And at this time.

The castle's two gates were wide open, and two squads of knights clad in bright plate armor, even their warhorses were covered in armor. Holding long spears under their arms, they exchanged glances and then spurred their horses toward the distant battlefield.

They were playing a card in this situation.

"rush!"

"Obey the Legion Commander's orders and cut off the battlefield!"

For heavy cavalry, the first priority is to avoid getting bogged down in the battlefield. However, the battlefield is now vast. Although the heavy cavalry charge is powerful and they are cutting into the battlefield from the side, it is still very difficult for both sides to cut off the battlefield. If they are not careful, they will all get bogged down in the battlefield.

That would likely be a catastrophic disaster for this team of knights.

However, soldiers' duty is to obey orders, and they still have great trust in their corps commander.

Then the two cavalry units appeared on the flank of the battlefield and charged towards it.

Rumbling--

The warhorses galloped, their momentum fierce.

But in the distance.

Upon seeing the two groups of heavy cavalry appear, Zhekokao finally smiled.

"Is this the method of 'Dragon-Riding Kho'?"

He knew the other party had ulterior motives, but Dzeko was confident in his own abilities.

However, to their surprise, the opponent's tactics seemed to be nothing more than some battlefield tactical variations, lacking any originality.

He was wary of the previous setbacks suffered by Khal Drogo, and was prepared for the possibility that the other party might suddenly resort to fire attacks.

Even behind him were a dense array of giant crossbows. He thought the enemy's dragon would come to his aid, and he could then deliver a devastating blow, but to his surprise, nothing came of it.

“That Viserys isn’t here; he’s still trapped in Pentos.”

Morocao, standing beside him, shook his head and spoke.

"Khal the Dragon" is the Dothraki name for Viserys, just as they called Prince Pentos, who rode in a carriage, "Khal the Lame."

In Dothraki, Khao is equivalent to king.

"Could a dragon fly here in a day?"

“You’re being too cautious, Dzeko.”

They had recently received intelligence that Viserys and his dragons should still be in Pentos, and that they had even just dealt with a rebellion.

At that time, the city gates were wide open, and the Dothraki warriors poured in. If it weren't for his dragons, Pentos would probably have already fallen.

This is their intelligence deficiency; despite the help of the Braavos, there is still a lag in intelligence gathering.

Then Zhekokao no longer hesitated, and with a wave of his hand, he sent his entire army charging forward. He had already overwhelmed the Targaryen army by holding back some of his strength, and now that he was sending his entire army forward, it was as if he wanted to devour them in one bite and not give them a chance to escape back to the castle.

Otherwise, it would be another headache for Zhekokao. But once this castle is conquered, the next step is the flat Andas Plain.

That was where the Dothraki warriors shone, free from any pressure, burning, killing, looting, and dividing up the Targaryen's gluttonous feast.

At Zhekokao's command, countless Dothraki who had been eagerly preparing for battle let out excited howls, then spurred their warhorses and charged toward the distant battlefield.

And at this time.

The Dothraki army pressed forward with all its might.

From the side of the battlefield, towards the direction of the Lorne River, a small black dot first appeared on the distant horizon, followed by a long black line on the horizon.

"Ho-"

The green dragon Rego roared, and Princess Renis of the new dynasty sat on its back, wearing a small suit of armor.

Her hands gripped the saddle tightly in front of her, the wind whipping through her long brown hair, before she plunged down toward where Zhekokao was.

"Got you."

Excitement shone in Renis's dark eyes.

She was luckier than Viserys; she spotted Khal Drogo giving orders in the crowd at a glance and realized he was the leader of the Dothraki.

This was also a task given to her by her uncle, Oberon.

"Dracarys!"

Renis bit her white teeth slightly and spoke softly in High Valyrian.

boom--

The next second, a huge flame fell to earth.

Chapter 271 A Great Victory

A major battle is raging on the battlefield of Heroes' Fortress.

Bessie risked the lives of her soldiers to lure the Dothraki into a trap, but just as all the Dothraki were deeply embroiled in the battle, Oberyn's reinforcements arrived in time.

Princess Rhaenys of Targaryen rode a dragon and led the army into battle. The young girl made a great contribution on her first battlefield experience, and Rego's dragonfire engulfed the two Khals below.

Zhekokao and Morokao never expected that they, hiding at the very back of the column, would be the first to fall. The enemy fell from the sky and burned them to death.

His well-prepared giant crossbows lost their effectiveness before they even had a chance to unleash their power.

boom--

The raging dragon flames spewed onto the earth, and Zhekokao and Molokao opened their eyes wide in horror before being engulfed in the sea of ​​fire without uttering a sound.

Then the dragon roared, flapped its wings, and flew into the sky once more.

Although Rego's size was far smaller than Bellerion's, he was still a behemoth in the face of tiny humans on the ground, and a terrifying apex predator for warhorses.

And at this time.

A huge figure also appeared in the southern sky above the battlefield.

Viserys rode on Bellerion's back and soared above the clouds, his pale purple eyes slightly narrowed as he gazed at the battlefield on the ground in the distance.

He didn't expect that he was late.

What he didn't expect was that the figure dancing amidst the billowing smoke was spewing down dragon flames from time to time.

"Renis?"

When Viserys was shocked to learn that Renis dared to ride a dragon to the battlefield, his heart skipped a beat, followed by a mixture of surprise and anger.

Riding a dragon doesn't guarantee complete safety; spears fired from giant crossbows can still pose a threat, especially to immature dragons like Rego.

Even the dragon that Viserys currently rides, Bellerion, is still an immature dragon, only growing a little faster with the help of the black mist.

The dragon knight, however, is in even greater danger...

"This little girl..."

Viserys gritted his teeth slightly, feeling a little angry, because he cherished Renis; she was family.

However, perhaps it was because he had recently returned to Andalus on a dragon that ignited the girl's longing for the sky, so the audacious girl secretly rode a dragon into battle without telling him.

It seems she has someone backing her up, which is why she has such confidence.

"Hmph, Oberyn."

Then Bellerion let out a roar and swooped down onto the battlefield.

When Rego, who was wreaking havoc on the battlefield, heard the roar coming from above, he shuddered and nearly fell off the sky.

His older brother's threats were practically a childhood trauma for him...

Renis, who was on Rego's back, was also startled. She had been so focused on setting the fire below that she hadn't noticed Viserys' arrival above her.

Has Viserys arrived?

Renis suddenly felt a little guilty.

...

On the battlefield.

"Ho-"

The dragon roared.

Two giant dragons soaring in the sky nearly brought annihilation to the Dothraki.

In the distance, the banners of the Targaryens and the Second Legion of the Barren Mountain Camp fluttered in the wind.

Rumbling--

Oberyn's army surged in from the rear, delivering a devastating blow to the Dothraki.

Although the Dothraki were numerous, the timely arrival of Oberyn's army quickly brought the numbers of both sides to a relatively even level, and they also gained a decisive advantage in morale.

“Voijor!”

This is the Dothraki word for 'god'.

The appearance of the first dragon had already caused Khal to perish in the dragon's flames.