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. Please visit fr𝐞𝐞w𝒏.𝒸𝑜𝔪 website to read fastest update

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.

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!"

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