Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

  Chapter 431 City Breakdown

   Davon Lannister came to the top of the city with a whole body of blood, looking at the enemy soldiers rushing towards him like ants from all directions outside the city, his heart was extremely heavy.

  Of course he could see that the enemy's offensive today was completely different from the past, and Caesar on the opposite side seemed to have made up his mind to go all out.

   Even so, Davon didn't show any fear.

  Because he just killed more than 200 deserters in the camp, even including a Lannister descendant, the defenders were all infected by this determination and will, and their momentum reached a small peak.

  Under the call of the horn and the urging of the officers, the defenders took their positions one after another.

   Soon, arrows rained down on the city wall. From time to time, soldiers from the Southern Army screamed and were shot to the ground, but this could not stop them from advancing.

  The sound of the rumbling war drum resounded across the field, echoing the marching pace and manic heartbeat of the soldiers.

  The screams and the shouts of killing merged together, bringing the siege battle to its climax.

  Blood is constantly flowing, and life is constantly disappearing.

  A ladder climbed up this not-so-tall city wall.

  The soldiers of the southern army were carrying stones and arrows, desperately climbing to the top of the city.

   People kept screaming and falling from the ladder, but soon, someone climbed to the top of the city.

   What awaited them was the stabbing of spears and the slashing of swords.

  The deafening shouts of killing started in the early morning and continued until the evening without stopping.

  After the southern army attacked the city, they never wanted to retreat.

  The small city is not too spacious, but it is densely packed with soldiers from both sides who are fighting fiercely.

   Rows of Southern Army archers, under the cover of shields, kept approaching the city wall and started shooting at the city.

  The trebuchets and artillery in the rear also began to move their positions forward. In order not to accidentally injure friendly troops, their targets were set within the city.

  The stones and shells flew across the sky with thick smoke, and fell into the city one after another, setting off waves of smoke.

  The direction of the most ferocious offensive was in the west of the city, where Samwell sent an army of the Unsullied.

This army from Slaver's Bay is significantly different from the army in Westeros. They are more silent, unlike other armies that scream and kill once they fight. The Unsullied rarely have this kind of exposed emotion, but On the battlefield, this weird silence is even more terrifying.

  The defenders in the west of the city realized that the Unsullied soldiers in front of them were hardly human.

  Whether they were shot by arrows, stabbed by spears, or even drenched in hot oil, the Unsullied would not scream, as if they felt no pain at all, let alone fear.

   They fought in silence and died in silence.

  Anyone who encounters such a terrible enemy will also feel heart palpitations and panic.

   Fortunately, Davon Lannister noticed the abnormality in the west of the city and came here to supervise the battle in person.

  Under the leadership of the lion of the western region, the defenders suppressed their inner fear and fought with the Unsullied who rushed to the top of the wall.

   But they soon learned the true horror of the Unsullied.

  Painless, ignorant of death, and well-trained, the Unsullied are like machines made for killing.

  As long as they have a firm foothold at the top of the city, it is almost impossible for the defenders to drive them down.

   Once the gap is opened, no matter how many defenders there are at the top of the city, it cannot be blocked.

  The defenders crowded at the top of the city were quickly cut into sections by the Unsullied who swarmed up. If there were not too many of them, and Dafeng personally supervised the battle at the top of the city, I am afraid that this section of the city wall would have fallen.

   But even so, it will be a matter of time before they fall.

More and more Unsullied climbed up to the top of the city. Soldiers from both sides were entangled in a narrow place, killing each other. Some people kept screaming and fell to the ground, blood was sprayed everywhere, stumps and broken arms were flying randomly, completely destroying this section of the city wall. Turned into meat grinder mode.

  Seeing that the pressure on the west of the city was increasing, Dafeng mobilized all the reserve teams here, but it still didn't help. In the end, he had to recruit people from other cities.

   This method of tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall obviously has serious hidden dangers, and it will be revealed soon.

  Samwell, who was riding a white dragon watching the battle at a high altitude, soon discovered the enemy's army mobilization, and immediately made corresponding deployments, arranging heavy attacks in the other two directions.

   Once the southern army went all out to attack the city, the defenders began to rush from left to right, and became embarrassed.

  Although the situation in the west of the city is barely stable, the head of the east city is beginning to crumble.

The leader who attacked this section of the city wall was Earl Selwyn Tars. This man who wanted to wash away his shame rushed to the front row every time. The huge sword in his hand swept like a whirlwind, and the two long spears stabbed up In this section, he slammed into the pile of defenders.

   The armor jingled, and I don't know how many times I was stabbed, but fortunately, they were all blocked by the strong armor.

  His daughter, Sir Brienne Tars, followed closely behind, and she was even more ferocious. The female knight roared and raged through the defenders at the top of the city like a mad beast.

The long sword slashed left and right, unreasonably knocked open the enemy's weapon, cut open the enemy's flesh and blood, and chopped open the enemy's bone. Every time she swung someone, someone was knocked to the ground by her. Has killed several people in a row, covered in blood.

   This pair of father and daughter from the island of Tas, once they become fierce, they are a bit unstoppable.

   On the cold weapon battlefield where the two armies are fighting, the effect of this behavior is extremely amazing.

  The nobles are so brave, the soldiers are even more desperate.

  At this moment, the offensive of the army in the east of the city overwhelmed the Unsullied in the west of the city for a moment, so amazing and unstoppable.

   In the face of such an offensive, the defenders couldn't bear it immediately, and began to retreat again and again.

  As more and more soldiers climbed to the top of the city, the two sides stalemate for about a quarter of an hour, and the signs of the defenders' collapse became more and more obvious.

   Finally, after reaching a limit, it crashed.

  Once the east of the city was breached, a chain reaction immediately triggered.

  The defending soldiers who were squeezed off the top of the city ran around, fleeing in all directions in the densely smoky city.

   The turmoil spread rapidly, causing the defenders of the entire city to show signs of being unable to control it.

   Dafeng, who was still fighting in the west of the city, learned of the news of the fall of the east city at the first time, but at this time, he could not think of any countermeasures.

  The reserve team has all participated in the battle, and he can't mobilize more soldiers to block the hole in the east city.

  Even when he saw someone opening the north city gate in the chaos and trying to escape to the Heishui River, Dafeng was already powerless to restrain him.

  This battle, they have already lost.

   "My lord, retreat! This city can't be defended anymore!" The attendant couldn't help but persuaded at this time.

  Even if he knew Davon had just killed his cousin William with his own hands just before the war started.

  Davon did not kill any more in a rage this time. He was covered in blood at the moment, with long blond hair scattered on his shoulders, like a lion being cornered.

   "I won't go." Davon's tone was calm but firm.

   As soon as the voice fell, he heard someone suddenly yelling towards the sky in horror.

  Dafeng raised his head, just in time to see that huge white dragon swooping down from the sky.

  Every flap of the leather wings caused a thunderous sound, and the agitated hot wind was as hot and terrifying as a furnace.

  Dafeng laughed out loud instead, pointing his long sword at Bailong, and roared loudly:

   "Come on, Caesar! Let's fight again!"