Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"Roar--"

The dragon's figure continued to circle, gradually disappearing into the vast snowstorm, leaving only its roar to be heard.

The wind and snow were getting heavier.

Ultimately, we still have to rely on ourselves.

The bald man murmured softly, then drew his Broken Heart sword from his waist and slashed down a ghoul with a single blow, roaring angrily.

"Hold the line!"

...

Meanwhile, in the center of the allied forces.

King Robert Baratheon, mounted on a magnificent black warhorse, held a warhammer and silently observed the distant battlefield.

But it's much quieter here now, not as bustling as the front lines.

Although the central formation is not too far from the front formation, it mainly provides some space for the front soldiers to retreat. If they are defeated and flee, they can escape from the sides of the central formation without impacting its formation.

In military campaigns, formations are extremely important. The battlefield cannot be expanded indefinitely. It is useless to pile all the soldiers on the riverbank, and it will only cause a chain reaction.

“Ed…”

Robert's beard swayed slightly in the wind, and at that moment, Robert, whose eyes were fixed on the distant battlefield, suddenly spoke.

However, no response was received.

"Ed?"

Robert Baratheon then turned to look at his side, and then turned to look at the other side.

The surrounding soldiers and nobles all gave strange looks and whispered among themselves. Earl of Dreadfort, Roose Bolton, was assigned to the middle formation. He narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at his king, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Barristan Selmy, captain of the Kingsguard, along with Marin Tran, Manden Moore, and others who were standing beside Robert, exchanged bewildered glances.

They all knew that His Majesty the King was nervous...

"Shit!"

Robert only then realized that Eddard was no longer by his side, but had already led the cavalry of the Seven Kingdoms to the front lines.

Robert cursed under his breath and gripped his warhammer tighter.

He suddenly felt a chill; he realized that his palms had become quite sweaty without him noticing.

In the river defense tactics, cavalry played a limited role, as they had no way to jump into the water to fight.

Therefore, the Dothraki blood sworn guard Kago led all his cavalry across the Green Fork River to the other side, and it was unclear what he intended to do.

"Prepare!"

"put!"

Then, with a command from the commander of the siege weapon position, the giant crossbows and catapults roared once again.

Boom boom boom—

One after another, flaming boulders swept over the heads of the soldiers at the front, leaving trails of black smoke behind them, before falling into the Green Fork River.

Accompanied by surging dragon flames, the firelight illuminated almost the entire sky, making even the darkest night as bright as day.

At this time, one of the Allied forces' trump cards, ships loaded with wildfire, was also dispatched.

These vessels were either civilian or merchant ships temporarily requisitioned from the banks of the Green Fork River.

Because they had anticipated the possibility of defeat in the great battle, the Allied Forces replicated the preparations made before the Battle of Winterfell.

The surrounding residents had already been evacuated, and they were sent to the western border or the valley, or even further away.

These unclaimed ships were conveniently requisitioned.

These ships, equipped with wildfire, were piloted by Euron Greyjoy and his Ironborn.

This was an extremely dangerous mission; the slightest mistake could mean the destruction of both the ship and its crew. Yet Euron accepted the task without hesitation.

Because he saw it as an opportunity to seek fortune in danger, Euron's genes naturally possessed an extraordinary madness.

However, Euron is not a fool, even if he is crazy; he certainly wouldn't do something that would lead to his death.

Now, Euron stands with one foot on the bow of the ship, wearing a black eye patch on his cheek, his single eye gazing at the distant battlefield engulfed in flames.

He was carefully directing the wooden boat loaded with wildfire toward the battlefield ahead.

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"You all better watch out!"

Euron then stood on the bow of the ship, turned around, and whispered a command.

Now all the boats carrying wildfires are upstream on the Green Fork River, where there is no firelight and they are completely hidden in the darkness.

His men, all skilled warriors who had spent their lives on the water, were now able to jump ship and leave once they were sure the boat wouldn't drift towards the shore, as the current was flowing downstream.

"Now!"

"go!"

Then, seizing the opportunity, Euron gave the order.

thump--

thump--

All the iron-type characters plunged into the icy Green Fork River and swam vigorously toward the shore, afraid of being caught in the turmoil if they were even a step too slow.

The boats carrying wildfires drifted along the current, heading straight for the battlefield on the distant Green Fork River.

Then.

One after another, giant rocks burning with flames and trailing long tails fell from the sky.

boom--

One of the boulders struck the ship carrying wildfire.

In an instant, a massive explosion swept across the entire Green Fork River, and the battlefield fell silent.

Rumbling--

The sky was illuminated by the bursting green light, and water droplets rose dozens of meters high, with waves of steam carrying water vapor rolling outwards.

On the opposite bank of the Green Fork River, the Allied soldiers who were fighting on the front lines dropped their weapons, knelt down, closed their eyes in pain, and covered their ears tightly.

Like Randy Tarly, their eyes were stimulated by the intense light of the explosion, and tears involuntarily streamed down their faces. The loud explosion also caused their brains to temporarily lose consciousness, leaving them blank.

They even felt as if the whole world had become silent.

"damn it!"

Randy Tully cursed, but couldn't hear his own voice. A few seconds later, a frantic buzzing sound filled his brain, and hot blood flowed from his ears.

All the ghouls that had just crossed the Green Fork River were instantly blasted to pieces in the massive explosion.

The ghouls that were spewed onto by the stray flames let out sharp howls, transformed into fiery demons, and then collapsed.

...

"Is this the power of wildfire?"

"How magnificent."

And in the sky.

The wind howled in Viserys' ears. He lowered his head slightly to look down. The huge shockwave from the explosion even shot into the sky, affecting Balerlain.

However, these things did not have much impact on Bellerion and him, because dragons are born from fire, and he possessed a bloodline that was not afraid of fire.

However, Viserys felt a slight unease upon seeing this.

He and Bellerion were not afraid of the power of wildfire explosions, but ordinary soldiers were not.

The Iron Throne, as the rightful ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, is not without its merits. During this war, the Pyromancers' Guild created a vast amount of wildfire for Robert, even more than Viserys' father had created.

These wildfires could very well become an obstacle for the Targaryen family in their future attempt to defeat the Iron Throne.

Viserys gripped the saddle ring with one hand, momentarily lost in thought, but quickly returned to the main topic.

He is searching for the Night King among the legions of the dead.

However, visibility from the dragon's back is not very good. The dragon flies very fast, and the current snowstorm is severely affecting Viserys's vision.

However, the other party seemed to have realized that Viserys was circling in the sky looking for him, and never showed himself.

Viserys knew that to completely defeat the army of the dead, he had to kill the Night King, because all the White Walkers and wights were caused by him. Therefore, the key to the victory or defeat of this war lay in whether he could find and kill him.

The Night King used to act recklessly because he felt that no human could threaten him, but now that a giant dragon flies overhead, the Night King has become more low-key.

Because of the wildfire, the soldiers at the front lines had a chance to catch their breath, and Viserys was able to focus on searching for the Night King on the battlefield.

Where did you hide?

The wind and snow howled in his ears, and Viserys took a deep breath and muttered to himself.

He gripped the saddle ring tightly with one hand and pressed it down slightly. The dragon began to descend, and the silver-haired dragon knight's violet eyes strained through the wind and snow, searching for the Night King's trail below.

...

The massive explosion on the river had a wide-ranging impact.

The ice path the Night King had laid out on the river was completely shattered, and countless wights were instantly reduced to ashes.

And in the distance, on the other side of the Green Fork River.

The location of the Second Battle of the Twins is now slightly earlier than the First Battle, about 40 kilometers, 25 miles before the Twins, at the confluence of the Green Fork River.

While the Allied forces and the White Walkers are locked in fierce battle on the other side, the Allied cavalry have quietly crossed the Green Fork River from two directions to the other side, like a silent hunter, ready to seize the opportunity to bite off the enemy's neck.

The Dothraki were used to launching surprise attacks.

The Seven Kingdoms knights who marched alongside the Dothraki did not seem to be very used to this tactic of roaming around outside the main battlefield.

However, their leaders, Lord Eddard Stark and Lord Stannis, remained silent with serious expressions, and the remaining minor nobles and knights dared not utter a word.

Then a loud explosion was heard in the distance, and all the cavalry and warhorses waiting for the attack were frightened and became somewhat agitated.