Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"Set up your spears!"

Not far away, on the city of Benliu, which is surrounded by water on three sides.

"Your Grace, please be careful."

Lord Horst Tully, Lord Warden of Riverrun, ascended the city walls with the help of his guards.

As he watched the overwhelming horde of barbarians surge toward the distant allied forces, his expression turned slightly grim.

"These barbarians..."

He did not personally experience the war between humans and the White Walkers, so he was somewhat unclear about Viserys's strength.

Edmund had explained it to him, but old people become stubborn, and the Duke didn't listen.

After he said those harsh words yesterday, he actually regretted it a little. His original intention was to demonstrate the integrity of the Tully family and, incidentally, to gain more leverage at the negotiating table in the future.

After all, Benliu City is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It only takes two hundred people to withstand the attack of an army of tens of thousands. Moreover, Benliu City has a large amount of supplies stockpiled below it, which can sustain people and horses for two years.

Moreover, tens of thousands of allied troops are now helping to defend the city, more than twice the number of the Mad King's son on the other side.

Horst Tully did not believe the Allied forces would lose, or at least not in a disastrous way.

However, today he climbed the city wall and saw a dragon for the first time.

"Ho-"

Bellerion roared and swooped down from the sky. Dozens of giant crossbows on the ground below fired their bolts at the same time, but it dodged them all.

Rumbling--

Then, the surging dragon flames crashed onto the earth, and the formation of the allied forces was instantly shattered by the dragon flames.

"Roar roar roar~"

The surging Dothraki roared and brandished their scimitars, rushing through the opening the dragon had torn open for them.

Ding ding...

The sound of metal clashing could be heard everywhere.

puff--

A Dothraki man brandished his scimitar and slit the throat of a Lannister soldier clad in red and black armor; the body immediately collapsed to the ground.

"Go to hell!"

Meanwhile, another Reach spearman, clad in plate armor, roared and pierced the horse of a Dothraki man with his spear.

The warhorse let out a painful neigh, but it also knocked the spearman away like a speeding car, sending him crashing heavily to the ground.

bang——

Before he could even get up from the ground, a chaotic tumble of hooves trampled over him.

A horse's hoof trampled his head, leaving his cheek a bloody mess, and the River Bend soldier let out a painful howl.

His head was then crushed by the surging warhorses behind him, with a loud crack like an ice cream ball being smashed, leaving the ground smeared with crimson and milky white.

Chapter 432 The Power of Giants

"Roar roar roar~"

The Dothraki continued to howl, relentlessly reaping the lives of the allied soldiers.

Viserys, riding a white horse, was also among them. It was a Dothraki tradition for a Khal to lead from the front, but Viserys usually rode a dragon. Today, however, he personally rode a warhorse into battle.

His silver-gold hair hung down over his cold armor, Viserys held a blood-stained spear, and his warhorse was also stained blood red.

Just then, the sound of wind whistled past his ears. Viserys, with his keen eyes and ears, reacted quickly, slightly tilting his head to dodge the arrow, which grazed his hair and pierced through the air.

whoosh-

Viserys sat on his horse, holding the reins with one hand, and looked in the direction from which the arrow had been fired. He noticed a thin, middle-aged knight with a green tortoise-like emblem on his left breast.

Ismond's family of Greenstone Castle?

Viserys had a particularly vivid memory of this emblem, so much so that every time he saw it as a child while learning about the various family emblems and languages ​​from Maester Daniel, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

House Ismond is related to House Baratheon, especially Robert, whose mother, Cassandra Ismond, was from House Ismond. Therefore, House Ismond naturally responded to the call to war.

The person who secretly shot the arrow was none other than Sir Eamon Ismond, the eldest son of Earl Elton Ismond.

He, too, rode a white horse and looked at Viserys. He recognized him; the entire Dothraki army consisted of steppe knights, but Viserys stood out as an oddity.

Immediately, Aemon threw away his bow and arrows, drew his longsword, roared, and spurred his horse toward Viserys.

However, Viserys, holding his blood-stained lance, stood still on his horse, watching the 'Green Turtle' knight charge towards him. He then raised his lance, spun it around, and with a sharp thud, pierced the knight's chest.

With one hand holding the gun, he lifted Eamon Ismon's body off the horse, held it high in the air, and then threw it to the ground with a thud.

Aemon's warhorse, startled, ignored its master's corpse and fled into the distance.

"The son of the Mad King!"

"Go to hell!"

Viserys had just killed Aemon Ismon, the heir to Greenstone Castle, when a knight in armor charged toward him with a lance.

He saw this golden opportunity and wanted to kill Viserys single-handedly and become a hero of the Seven Kingdoms.

"kill!"

Rumbling--

The horses galloped on, their momentum overwhelming.

Viserys pulled his spear from Aemon's corpse, blood dripping onto the ground. Hearing the noise, he turned his head, but instead of showing any fear, he appeared remarkably calm.

bang——

At that moment, a massive 'mountain' covered in heavy armor suddenly appeared from the side of Viserys. It charged straight at him, knocking the knight and his horse flying.

The warhorse neighed in pain in mid-air, its four hooves thrashing about, while the rider on its back was even more disheveled, thrown directly off the horse.

Then it crashed to the ground with a dull thud. The person under the tin can was thrown around and nearly died. Blood gushed from their nose and forehead, flowing into their eyes.

The allied knight struggled to his feet, but a howling Dothraki rider on horseback swept past him and slit his throat.

puff--

The horse's hooves passed before his eyes, the knight's blood splattered on the ground, and his warhorse, its waist broken, lay on the ground in agony, struggling but unable to get up.

Viserys looked at the scene before him, then withdrew his gaze, slightly raised his head to look at the 'mountain' in front of him, nodded, and calmly spoke.

"Thank you, Margot."

Mag Maz Tundo Dor Vig is that 'King of Giants' who has now submitted to Viserys.

Viserys had a heavy suit of armor custom-made for him and his wife, and changed their weapons from wooden clubs and stones to a giant axe, which was also custom-made.

At that moment, the strong Mag carried the giant axe on his shoulder, his armor covered with arrows, making him look like a hedgehog, but none of the arrows pierced through the armor.

If a normal human were to wear such heavy armor, not only would it be difficult to move, but they would even be pressed to the ground.

But the giants moved with ease, like humanoid monsters, rampaging across the battlefield and destroying the allied forces' formation.

Meanwhile, Mag's wife, the gentle Ada, was also there, and the two giants fighting side by side became a new nightmare for the Allied soldiers.

Above them, a colossal dragon blotted out the sky and spewed out dragon flames, while on the ground lurked terrifying creatures like giants.

The allied soldiers felt as if they were on a battlefield from the mythical era, where gods clashed, dragons soared, and giants roared and beat their chests.

boom--

Then another giant hurled his massive axe, which was so powerful that it knocked a large number of allied soldiers to the ground, leaving them dazed and confused.

"Roar roar roar~"

They were then slit in the throat by the onrushing Dothraki, their galloping hooves shattering the allied formation.

"Roar--"

The female savage Ada roared and crushed a coalition soldier who jumped up to stab her in the knee.

Then they threw his body back into the Allied ranks like a chicken, knocking down two more people and terrifying the Allied soldiers.

Ada was anything but gentle; on the contrary, she was extremely fierce. In comparison, her king husband was much gentler.

"Ah."

Mag, who was much taller than Ada, looked down at Viserys and nodded slightly.

He then caught up with his beloved wife, carrying a giant axe on his shoulder, and continued to fight his way forward.

Viserys watched the two giants' retreating figures before slowly withdrawing his gaze.

Smoke billowed all around, and the giant dragon continuously spewed dragon flames downwards, the flames burning fiercely and shooting straight into the sky, visible from a great distance.

A fierce battle stained the river red on the riverbanks outside Riverrun, while the defenders huddled inside the city trembled with fear as they watched the bloodthirsty Dothraki outside, the incredibly destructive giants, and the dragons soaring overhead.

"It's over."

Lord Horst Tully of Riverrun rested his hand on the city wall and closed his eyes slightly.

He felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground.

However, he was supported by the Tully family guards beside him, preventing the old duke from losing his composure.

Chapter 433 A Surprise Attack from Behind

Just as the Allied forces were collapsing under the pressure from the Dothraki, they were unable to withstand the pressure head-on.

On the battlefield outside the city's riverbanks, the thunderous sound of iron hooves suddenly echoed from behind the Dothraki army.

Countless Vale Knights, carrying eagle banners, somehow circled around behind the Dothraki and launched a surprise attack.

This was a tactic devised by the allied forces: the main force at the front would hold back Viserys' army, while the Valley Knights would feign infighting, break away from their main camp, and circle around to the rear. They had calculated that Viserys would launch an attack today, as agreed, and then prepared to launch a surprise attack.

In order to convince Viserys that there was indeed infighting within the Allied Forces, the Knights of the Valley, under the command of Earl Yorn Royce of Runestone, deliberately took a longer route.

He led the Valley Knights along the River Road straight to Earl Harlowe's town, running a long way before circling back, intending to catch Viserys off guard from behind.

However, the agreed time was accurate and the plan was perfect, leaving Jon Royce and the Valley Knights exhausted.