Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

He had some doubts when he first captured Tyrion, because news of Tyrion's death had indeed been circulating throughout the Seven Kingdoms. However, he did not expect that Tyrion was not dead, but was thrown to the battlefield by his own father to die.

Mistoin nodded slightly, and Reyne immediately understood, turning her gaze back to Tyrion.

“Your father’s guilt is indeed not very related to you.”

"But your father killed my family, so it's only right that I kill his son. What do you want to buy back your life?"

Tyrion seemed to have been prepared for this, and thus spoke up decisively.

"Reign Supreme!"

"Your Highness, I am willing to take back the throne for you in exchange for my worthless life."

Chapter 427 Iron Hoof Rampage

Year 293 of the Aegonian calendar.

Humanity defeated the White Walkers, achieving a brief victory.

However, the largest coalition in human history quickly disintegrated after its victory in the war and began to fall into civil war.

King Robert was struck by an arrow on the battlefield and fell into a coma from which he did not awaken. Tywin Lannister, the Lord Warden of the West and acting commander of the allied forces, resorted to dishonorable tactics, firing crossbow bolts at the reinforcements from Pentos in an attempt to kill Viserys and his dragons.

However, Tywin's plot failed, which instead enraged Viserys.

The Dothraki cavalry surrounded one bank of the Twins, vowing to kill all these traitors. Dragons breathed dragonfire and raged against the walls of the Twins, causing heavy casualties among the allied soldiers.

It wasn't until the dragonfire burned down the city walls and blasted open the oak gates that the Dothraki cavalry charged in with piercing howls, forcing the allied forces to abandon the Twins.

They used wildfire to destroy the stone bridge across the Twins to stop the Dothraki from pursuing them, and the army retreated towards Riverrun.

The Third Battle of the Twins has come to an end.

In the ensuing war, facing the flat terrain of the Riverlands, the Dothraki advanced with unstoppable momentum, relentlessly pursuing the allied forces.

The coastal cities along the way were already deserted because they had been breached by the White Walkers, and towns like the Barrens surrendered without resistance, kneeling directly to Viserys.

Meirenji was originally a prosperous and peaceful town located along the Blue Fork River.

However, their peaceful and tranquil life was shattered when the Dothraki army set their sights on them because they had a wooden bridge that allowed them to cross the Blue Fork River.

In the morning sunlight.

tata tao...

A small Dothraki cavalry sentry unit appeared on the opposite bank of the Blue Fork River, their numbers small and their horses' hooves making a chaotic noise.

The Dothraki stopped on the opposite bank of the river and reined in their horses, seemingly observing something, while speaking loudly in a language they couldn't understand.

Meanwhile, the people in the market had not yet received the news and did not understand what was about to happen. They just thought these people looked a bit strange, with odd paint on their faces and bodies.

Then more and more Dothraki began to appear on the opposite bank of the Blue Fork River, and gradually approached, their eyes revealing a fierce glint. Only then did the residents of Beauty Village realize that something terrible was about to happen.

Because it wasn't very close to the Twins, the residents here hadn't evacuated yet and knew very little about the front lines. The allied forces fled hastily to Riverrun along another route, and this town just happened to be on the Dothraki's pursuit route.

The townspeople and mercenaries spontaneously organized a guard to try and stop the Dothraki attack, but in the end, it was all in vain.

"Hoohoho!"

A sharp howl came from the Dothraki.

Rumbling--

The thunderous sound of hooves swept across the wooden bridge and into the gathering of beauties, as the rider wielded a curved blade and easily reaped the lives of the people.

"Stop them!"

"Stop them!"

The guards of the Beauty Gathering selected a retired mercenary to lead the battle, but before he could say two words, an arrow struck him squarely in the throat.

puff--

The old mercenary clutched his throat and struggled twice before his body fell from the makeshift stockade wall.

The Dothraki horses' hooves trampled the roads of the town. Faced with this fierce steppe cavalry, the hastily assembled guards of the Beauty Village were as fragile as paper, easily torn apart.

Merchants, farmers, mercenaries, and others who frequented the market scattered and fled, with heads rolling on the ground.

This symbolizes the official fall of this rich river town to the Dothraki, turning it into a living hell.

The beauty market descends into chaos.

bang——

Suddenly, the door of a closed house was kicked open, and a woman's scream and a child's crying filled the air.

Upon hearing the woman's cry of alarm, the Dothraki warrior wielding a scimitar grinned menacingly.

Then he strode towards the direction of the sound and saw a mother and child huddled by the bed, shivering.

"Hey--"

"OS!"

He was speaking in an unintelligible Dothraki language, while the red-haired woman in the room gripped a dagger tightly, pointing it at him with a tense expression, shielding her son behind her, seemingly not prepared to sit idly by and wait for her fate.

"stop!"

"What...what are you going to do?"

The woman gripped the dagger tightly, mustered her courage, and loudly questioned him.

However, the Dothraki warrior's sneer did not diminish in the face of the Andal woman who was trying to resist. Instead, he opened his arms to reveal his strong chest under his animal hide armor.

He spoke in an unintelligible Dothraki language as he slowly approached the woman, even discarding his blood-stained scimitar and leaving her empty-handed.

He had just used this knife to take the lives of three Andals.

"You...stop, stand still!"

As the man drew closer, the woman's expression grew even more tense.

She wasn't sure if the other person understood what she was saying, but the dark brown-skinned, strong Dothraki man in front of her showed no sign of stopping.

The woman closed her eyes, mustered her courage, and thrust her dagger straight at the Dothraki man's chest, but he easily dodged it.

The grassland warrior grabbed the woman's wrist, twisted the dagger out of her hand, roughly tore her clothes, and forced her onto the bed, raping the child's mother in front of him.

A wandering knight, who had somehow escaped from somewhere, saw this scene, roared, and pounced.

"Go to hell!"

Taking advantage of the opponent's movement and lack of vigilance, he stabbed the Roaring Warrior in the chest from behind, killing him.

"Quick! Come with me!"

The wandering knight grabbed the woman and child and fled, but unfortunately, just as the kind-hearted knight and his mother escaped from the room, a Dothraki man riding by slit his throat.

puff--

Blood was sprayed on the ground.

And such things continued to happen throughout the town, turning the entire Beauty City into a living hell.

The owner of an inn at the crossroads was hanged from a tree. His son tried to resist but was easily killed by the Dothraki, who disemboweled him and dumped his body in the courtyard.

The maids in the inn were in big trouble; they were carried away on the shoulders of the Dothraki, who saw them as spoils of war.

The inn's chefs were forced to prepare some food themselves to entertain the invaders, who were somewhat exhausted after the fighting.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Ropes were precisely looped around the neck of the Father statue, and the Dothraki, chanting slogans, worked together to drag the statues of the seven gods down from the sanctuary and smash them to pieces.

If these Dothraki hadn't known that transporting these idols across the 'poisonous water' from Vis Dothraki wouldn't have been convenient, they would have definitely brought the idols of the Seven Gods back to the Holy City.

After the turmoil caused by the fall of Meirenji, a wisp of fire gradually illuminated the area, then turned into a raging inferno, with flames soaring into the sky.

Chapter 428 Changing the Battle Plan

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Half a day later, the dragon descended from the sky.

Viserys returned from pursuing the defeated coalition, but he never expected that such a thing would happen: the city of Beauties would be massacred by the Dothraki.

Looking at the town now reduced to ruins, with embers still burning and smoke rising, Viserys's expression turned slightly grim.

"My blood of blood."

Kago, as a Blood Guardian of Viserys, knew that something terrible was about to happen.

He had lived for many years in places like Valantis, Ries, and Telos, and was familiar with the rules of these 'civilized' people.

While massacres were commonplace for the Dothraki, they were a very serious event for them.

Kago was not actually aware of this beforehand; otherwise, he might have told his compatriots to be more discreet. Karasa's vanguard took it upon themselves to attack the town, and by the time Kago's main force arrived, the town of Beauties had already been reduced to ruins.

Even if he was unaware of it beforehand, as the commander, he was still responsible for what had happened. Therefore, Kago bound his hands, took off his shirt, and knelt in the tent to await Kao's judgment.

Viserys lifted the curtain and walked in; he already knew the whole story.

“Kao”.

“Kao”.

The Dothraki who were standing on both sides whispering among themselves, quickly shut their mouths when they saw their Khal enter.

They didn't understand why Kago did this. The massacre of the city was something they took for granted, and treating the enemy kindly was something they never even considered.

This is the reward for the warriors' participation in the battle. After all, the Dothraki don't offer any military pay or other rewards. The burning, killing, and looting after the city is breached is the only way to motivate the warriors to fight bravely.

Moreover, they did not kill everyone. Strong men were enslaved, and women were taken away as spoils of war. As for children, the Dothraki had their own rules: children under the wheel were not killed.

But since Khal had bound his hands and knelt on the ground awaiting punishment, the other Dothraki were watching to see how Khal would deal with him.

Viserys entered the tent, took off his grey wolfskin cloak and handed it to a guard beside him. He stood in front of Kagor and remained silent for a moment, but he did not punish Kagor in order to uphold justice.

Instead, he reached out and took an Arak scimitar from a Dothraki man beside him, then slashed down with the blade, precisely cutting through the ropes binding Kago's hands.

Khao's actions immediately drew cheers from the Dothraki people in the crowd.