Bang, bang, bang!
Outside the Dragon Gate, two torrents of steel, one red and one grey, collided.
Wearing bright red armor were the Lannister cavalry, while those in simple, shiny silver armor were the cavalry of the vale.
In fact, when two cavalrymen charge head-on, out of biological instinct, both the riders themselves and the warhorses beneath them will subconsciously dodge to the side.
But now it was a dense group charge with tightly packed formations, and there was simply no space for you to move and dodge.
Neigh~~
Ah!!!
The cavalrymen and warhorses in the front ranks of the two cavalry regiments collided heavily, carrying immense kinetic energy and momentum.
Colliding at full charge speed and strength, neither side's cavalry fared well.
Warhorses with internal injuries spewed blood, whimpered, and softly collapsed to the ground.
The cavalrymen on their backs were thrown violently into the enemy ranks by the powerful inertia.
Among the cavalrymen who fell off their warhorses, only one in a hundred was lucky enough to survive; most were trampled into bloody messes by countless iron hooves, turning into a pool of flesh and mud.
Clang, clang, clang!
After colliding with each other, the two cavalry regiments lost their momentum, and all the cavalry began to draw longswords, flails, and various other weapons for close-quarters combat.
Every second, dozens of cavalrymen covered in blood fell from their warhorses; the large amount of blood and corpses even made the scene outside the Steel Gate more tragic than at the gate itself.
When two cavalry regiments charge head-on, what are the key factors that determine victory?
Formation? Speed? Weapons and equipment?
Perhaps in a previous life it would be these things, but in this world, in Westeros, the most important factor is morale!
As seen in the original show, the Seven Kingdoms are rife with individual heroism; a commander who is brave and fearless enough to charge at the front can greatly boost the morale of the entire army.
During the attack on the Stepstones occupied by the Crabfeeder,
Daemon's solitary feigned surrender greatly boosted the morale of the Valyrian soldiers who were on the verge of collapse, allowing them to break the lines of the more numerous three daughters kingdom soldiers head-on.
And now, Daemon, holding dark sister, still bravely charged at the very front.
Before colliding with the House Lannister cavalry, he directly threw his dagger, accurately hitting the opponent's eye socket.
The warhorse, no longer controlled by its rider, immediately veered off course, knocking other surrounding House Lannister soldiers off balance.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Daemon charged into the enemy formation, killing one after another with his sword, slaughtering them wantonly.
With such a commander who was like a god of war, the morale of the vale cavalry immediately soared.
Due to the insane surge of adrenaline, they fought fiercely even if they were cut by enemy cavalrymen.
The vale cavalry led by Daemon instantly became like a sharp spear, piercing deeply into the Lannister cavalry regiment's formation.
The Lannister cavalry regiment, funded by the gold mines of the westerlands, had meticulously selected weapons, armor, and warhorses.
But life in the westerlands was too comfortable and prosperous; they had not experienced many battles.
The vale cavalry, however, had fought deathmatches with the mountain clans of the Mountains of the Moon (similar to the wildlings beyond the wall) for years, and were superior in both combat experience and will.
It didn't take long before the House Lannister cavalry regiment's formation was pierced through by the vale cavalry.
The opposing side skillfully divided the House Lannister cavalry's formation, and then continuously used superior numbers to encircle and annihilate the smaller groups of divided enemy cavalry.
Creak, creak!
Suddenly, the Dragon Gate, which had been stubbornly resisting the prolonged assault, began to open from within.
The combined forces of the Frey Family and House Blackwood surrounding the gate were momentarily stunned, unsure of what was happening.
But as the gate gradually opened, the noise and horrifying scene from within the city were immediately revealed to them.
Run!
After realizing what was happening, the combined forces of the Frey Family and House Blackwood, who had been bravely attacking the city just moments before, turned and fled without hesitation.
They saw groups of King's Landing commoners and King's Landing city guards frantically squeezing out through the partly opened gap in the Dragon Gate.
Behind them, raging flames spreading from Rhaenys' Hill were rapidly approaching the Dragon Gate.
Accompanying the flames were three young dragons of varying sizes, who, like herding sheep, continuously breathed Dracarys to drive more commoners to flee towards the Dragon Gate.
What was even more alarming was that in the sky behind the Dragon Gate, six adult dragons with connected wingspans, large enough to cover the entire area, were engaged in a fierce battle.
No wonder the guards of the Dragon Gate had voluntarily opened the gate and fled; if they were caught in such a battle, no amount of lives would be enough to die.
The commotion at the Dragon Gate naturally attracted Daemon's attention, and his eyes lit up when he saw the fiery red dragons in the sky behind the Dragon Gate.
After entrusting the task of finishing off the routing House Lannister cavalry regiment to his deputy, Daemon, covered in blood, rode his horse against the flow of people towards the Dragon Gate.
Compared to Silverwing, Seasmoke, Caraxes, Vhagar, and Tessarion, who were without dragonriders, the state of chaos lasted much shorter for the latter.
When Aemond saw Helaena disappear into Womax's mouth, he regained control of Vhagar.
Furious, Aemond completely ignored Seasmoke who was Entangled him, and directly controlled Vhagar to flap its wings and chase after Womax below, breathing bright yellow Dracarys at it with all his might.
The Agile Womax naturally could not be hit so easily; those patches of bright yellow Dracarys rained down on the ground, accelerating the spread of the fire in the Dragon Gate area.
Daeron, in the higher layer of the sky, did not witness the scene of his sister being swallowed with his own eyes.
But after hearing his brother's mournful cry, he immediately saw Dreamfyre's massive headless dragon carcass.
Understanding that his sister was likely dead, Daeron no longer held back Silverwing, and directly controlled Tessarion to fold its wings and dive, wanting to assist Aemond in killing Jacaerys.
After killing Dreamfyre with a pillar of black-brown Dracarys, Womax's position suddenly became awkward.
Below it, Caraxes, covered in broken chains, was continuously breathing golden-red Dracarys at its sole target.
Above it, Vhagar and Tessarion were also breathing Dracarys at it.
Seasmoke and Silverwing were originally chasing Vhagar and Tessarion respectively.
But whether it was because of the short distance between them, or because Seasmoke remembered Silverwing had also caught it before.
These two dragons without dragonriders actually started breathing Dracarys at each other.
With no more concerns, Vhagar and Tessarion were now completely free to attack Womax.
And Womax had been relying on its Agile ability to change direction to dodge Dracarys attacks, and had not breathed black-brown Dracarys in retaliation from beginning to end.
Aemond and Daeron above didn't notice, nor did they care why Womax wasn't breathing Dracarys.
Seeing that Vhagar's Dracarys was slow to hit Womax, Aemond shouted to Daeron to control Tessarion to breathe Dracarys to block the opponent's flight path,
and then directly lowered Vhagar's flight altitude, attempting to engage in close combat.
As the saying goes, prolonged defense is bound to fail!
After Womax Side Fly dodged the attacks of golden-red Dracarys and cobalt-blue Dracarys once, it finally could not avoid being approached by Vhagar diving from above.
Bang!
Since Aemond did not see the dragon saddle on Womax's back or Jacaerys, he chose to control Vhagar to strike Womax's huge head fiercely with its strong dragon claws.
Having undergone a secondary devour and transformation, and rapidly entering maturity, Womax, with the bonus of the defense attribute, endured this dragon claw headshot.
But the intense impact caused Womax's slightly opened mouth to suddenly close.
Pfft!
The sharp dragon teeth in Womax's mouth were like a guillotine, directly severing Helaena, who was previously held in its mouth, at the waist.
Helaena, who had fainted earlier from the rapid fall, thus lost her life in her sleep.
After successfully landing a blow, Aemond immediately controlled Vhagar to change direction, and this allowed him to witness Helaena's mutilated body spurting a large amount of blood.
At that instant, his mind immediately recalled that Womax had not made any swallowing or chewing movements before, and the detail that it had not breathed Dracarys in retaliation the entire time.
The smart Aemond couldn't possibly fail to understand; Womax was not trying to finish off an enemy before, but was trying to catch Helaena who was falling from the sky.
And now, he had personally killed his beloved sister!
"No, this is not right! It wasn't me who killed her, it wasn't me!"
Aemond's face on the dragon saddle gradually contorted; he suddenly covered his head and roared, directly controlling Vhagar to fly towards the Red Keep.
"Brother... Aemond!"
Daeron above shouted loudly at Aemond, who had suddenly left the battlefield, but the other party showed no intention of paying attention to him.
Jacaerys, located at the dragon's tail, already knew through Womax's thoughts that Helaena in its mouth had been bitten in half.
This didn't affect him much; after all, he wasn't very familiar with Helaena.
The fundamental reason he saved her just now was to further understand the magical methods she had displayed.
Seeing Vhagar leave, Jacaerys thought for a moment and then decided to kill the weaker Tessarion first.
Without having to worry about Helaena in its mouth, Womax could freely breathe two forms of black-brown Dracarys in retaliation.
Losing the assistance of Aemond and Vhagar, Daeron immediately felt the pressure increase dramatically.
Before long, Caraxes on the ground seemed to have woken up from its chaotic state.
It stopped its behavior of frantically breathing golden-red Dracarys into the sky, and simply waded through the raging flames on the ground towards the Dragon Gate.
Womax now completely turned the tables, starting to chase Tessarion in the sky and breathe black-brown Dracarys at it.
...
Aegon's Square is located in the most central area of King's Landing, a large open space where a statue of Aegon the Conqueror is erected.
The streets behind all seven gates of King's Landing lead here, making it a very important transportation hub.
Rumble, rumble!
Ser Alec was driving a luxurious carriage inscribed with a green three-headed dragon emblem, quickly heading towards Aegon's Square.
The three gates near the Red Keep were in fierce combat, so he chose to go through Aegon's Square to reach the Old Gate or the Gate of the Gods to leave King's Landing.
Run!
Hiss~~
As soon as he entered Aegon's Square, a cacophony of shouts and dragon roars came from the direction of the Silent Sisters Street, which connected the dragonpit and the Dragon Gate.
Ser Alec turned his head and saw a large crowd of panicked commoners pouring into Aegon's Square.
In the sky behind them, a blue-black dragon about seven meters long, and a Green Scaled Dragon about three meters long, were wantonly breathing Dracarys at the crowd.
"Ser Alec, what's happening?"
queen Alicent heard the commotion and immediately poked her head out of the carriage window to ask.
"your majesty, two dragons are frantically slaughtering commoners."
"Ah! It's Stormcloud!"
"syrax, come here!"
Just as Ser Alec began to answer, two silver-haired princes appeared at the carriage window, calling out to the two dragons in the sky with clear childish voices.
"Aegon, Jaehaerys, what are you doing?
Hide quickly!"
Seeing this, queen Alicent immediately pressed the heads of little Aegon and Jaehaerys back into the carriage.
Logically, the children's calls to the dragons were very quiet and they were very far away, so the two dragons should not have heard them at all.
But Stormcloud and slykos suddenly stopped breathing Dracarys and flew towards Alicent's carriage.
Bang, bang!
The two dragons landed beside the luxurious carriage, eagerly stretching their heads towards the carriage windows.
Feeling the dragons' scorching breath up close, Ser Alec and queen Alicent were stiff all over, not daring to make any rash moves.
Instead, little Aegon and Jaehaerys leaned out of the carriage again, reaching out to stroke their dragons.
Rustle, rustle!
A flurry of footsteps sounded, and a large crowd of people rushed into Aegon's Square from the muddy road connected to River Gate.
Korman, in the crowd, immediately saw the two dragons on the other side of Aegon's Square, as well as Alicent and the two silver-haired princes in the luxurious carriage.
Because they had been fiercely attacked by the out-of-control sunfyre and Grey Ghost earlier,
and then ambushed from behind by the Hightower and dorne cavalry army, the ground forces he commanded directly collapsed.
To save his life, Korman had to leave the Baratheon soldiers to cover their retreat,
and then led the The Unsullied Legion and a part of the Crossbow Legion soldiers, protecting the most important Aegon, and forced his way into King's Landing.
Now seeing what seemed to be the Green Party's young dragons and important figures, Korman, eager for merit, did not carefully observe the other Aegon in the carriage, and directly ordered his soldiers to attack.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The Crossbow Legion soldiers pulled the triggers, and dense arrows shot directly towards the luxurious carriage and the two dragons.
Ser Alec reacted very quickly, directly using his body to shield queen Alicent and the two silver-haired princes, who were still stunned at the window.
Thud, thud, thud!
Bang!
In the blink of an eye, the body of the luxurious carriage was riddled with arrows.
And the loyal Ser Alec, who protected his master, was directly shot into a hedgehog and fell heavily to the ground.
Ding, ding, ding!
Hiss, hiss, hiss!
Roar~~
Stormcloud and slykos, still in their young stage, had scales of varying toughness.
The scales on their chest and belly could directly deflect arrows, but their dragon wings and legs were pierced by a large number of arrows.
At the same time, the The Unsullied Legion, having received the order, had fearlessly raised their spears and were striding towards the two dragons.
Hoo, hoo!
Although they had no dragonrider's command, Stormcloud and slykos, having been hit by arrows and injured, immediately opened their dragon mouths and breathed Dracarys at the approaching Unsullied.
One Unsullied after another was instantly turned into human torches by the Dracarys, but they did not scream loudly or roll and struggle.
Instead, they fell after charging a few more steps, turning into continuously burning charred corpses.
The other Unsullied around the charred corpses did not change their expressions, and still maintained their charging formation as they approached the two dragons.
The Dracarys breathed by Stormcloud and slykos, these two young dragons, was underwhelming in both attack diameter and power.
After losing dozens of men, the The Unsullied Legion successfully reached them.
Swish, swish, swish!
The scales on the two young dragons could not completely withstand arrows, let alone the sharp spears thrust by the Unsullied.
Pfft, pfft!
Roar~~
The spears, like a forest, poked bloody holes in the bodies of the two young dragons, and they let out a mournful cry to the sky before flapping their dragon wings, wanting to escape directly.
Clap, clap, clap!
One Unsullied after another directly dropped the spears in their hands and fearlessly rushed forward to hug the dragon legs of the two young dragons.
The larger Stormcloud was slightly better, able to drag a few Unsullied and force itself to fly, gliding towards the other side of Aegon's Square.
And slykos was held tightly by the Unsullied, only able to flap its dragon wings on the ground.
Hoo!
A slender column of Dracarys spewed from slykos's mouth, instantly igniting the few Unsullied dragging it.
But it was useless; just as it was breathing Dracarys, more Unsullied surged forward.
Pfft, pfft!
Sharp spears pierced into slykos's dragon body, and the gushing dragon blood dyed its green scales crimson.
Roar~~
Bang!
slykos let out a final dragon roar, like a dying ember, and then fell heavily to the ground, its green dragon eyes gradually losing their light.
With one dragon escaped and one dead, the remaining Unsullied stood in formation where they were, having received no further orders.
However, those Crossbow Legion soldiers were all former Essos pirates and captives who had been re-trained; they would not be as disciplined as the Unsullied.
These Essos hyenas rushed towards the luxurious carriage like madmen, wanting to claim the first merit in this war.
Creak, creak!
Rough, strong hands grabbed at the luxurious carriage with force, and this high-quality royal carriage immediately let out sounds of being overwhelmed.
Crash!
A few minutes later, the carriage compartment of the luxurious carriage was directly torn into wooden fragments of various sizes by those hands.
Ah!!!
queen Alicent and the three silver-haired young dragons were instantly exposed to the eyes of this group of Essos hyenas.
Tear, tear!
The first to suffer was naturally queen Alicent, who was beautiful and wearing a gorgeous green dress.
Her green dress was torn to shreds by rough hands, and then she was dragged out of the carriage amidst screams, and in a blink of an eye, she was submerged in the crowd.
Without her care, the three silver-haired young dragons were immediately scrambled for by the Essos hyenas, and were finally torn into pieces alive.
Korman in the distance had a ashen face; even though he had tried his best to stop it, it was too late to prevent the tragedy from happening.
He wasn't feeling sorry for Alicent and the others, but rather felt that the first merit he had almost obtained had slipped away like this.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The sound of dragon wings breaking the air came from the sky, and Korman immediately saw the enemy dragon that had appeared at the Wendewater earlier.
Without any hesitation, he immediately led the Unsullied and little Aegon to flee in the opposite direction of the dragon.
When Aemond flew from the Red Keep to Aegon's Square, he immediately saw the bare luxurious carriage and slykos's dragon corpse from the air.
Bang!
Vhagar's massive dragon body crashed down heavily, directly crushing a group of Essos hyenas who were still gathered around the luxurious carriage.
The hyenas, whose eyes had turned red from the scramble, calmed down and began to flee in all directions in a panic.
The remains of the three silver-haired young dragons in their hands fell to the ground, and Alicent's body, which had been submerged in the crowd and was completely naked, was revealed before Aemond's eyes.
Hoo, hoo, hoo!
Surging bright yellow flames spewed from Vhagar's wide mouth, turning the fleeing Essos hyenas, Alicent, and the bodies of the three silver-haired young dragons into ashes.
Vhagar then flapped its wings and ascended into the sky, turning the entire area around Aegon's Square into an inferno with its bright yellow Dracarys.
But this alone could not extinguish the intense hatred in Aemond's heart, which was like a volcanic eruption.
There was no more King's Landing, no more Iron Throne in his mind, only the thought of revenge and making the enemy feel the same pain.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Vhagar flapped its huge dragon wings and flew towards the old city gate to the north of Aegon's Square.
...
Inside Dragon Gate, Daemon, after a long time, rode on Caraxes's dragon saddle again.
Whoosh, whoosh!
After controlling Caraxes to break free from its chains and ascend into the sky, Daemon immediately surveyed the situation in King's Landing.
The Dragon Gate area had already turned into a sea of fire, and the vale cavalry and remaining infantry outside the city were unable to enter.
And Womax, who was closest to him, was pressuring Tessarion, and it seemed it wouldn't be long before he could deal with the opponent.
Thick smoke rose from River Gate in the distance, and the sounds of killing had already entered King's Landing.
So the only place where he was needed was Steel Gate, where the fighting was still fierce.
Hoo, hoo, hoo!
Bang!
Caraxes flapped its wings and turned into a blood-red dragon shadow, directly breathing golden-red Dracarys from behind towards the defenders inside Steel Gate, inflicting devastating damage.
Steel Gate's city gate could not withstand the high temperature impact of the golden-red Dracarys and directly exploded into countless fragments of various sizes.
When Ricinus, who had regained control, saw the second enemy dragon appear, she immediately rode Sheepstealer and fled the battlefield.
But how could Daemon allow this Green Party dragon to escape so easily and become an uncontrollable hidden danger?
He directly controlled Caraxes to chase closely behind Sheepstealer.
However, Rhaenys, who was directly in front, did not ride Meleys to cooperate with him in flanking Sheepstealer; instead, she inexplicably flew towards the direction of Dragon Gate.
There was nothing he could do, Daemon could only chase Ricinus alone, gradually moving away from King's Landing.
Whoosh!
In the sky above Dragon Gate, a column of black-brown Dracarys spewed from Womax's dragon mouth, directly melting through the right wing membrane of the embarrassed fleeing cobalt blue dragon in front.
The already scarred Tessarion could no longer maintain its flying posture and fell diagonally towards the ground.
Just before landing, it struggled to flap its dragon wings a few times, significantly buffering the inertia of the fall.
Rip!
Womax, descending from the sky, firmly stepped on Tessarion's wings with its strong dragon claws, and its wide mouth full of sharp dragon teeth bit fiercely into the opponent's dragon neck.
Jacaerys looked at Tessarion, which was being death-gripped and unable to move, and began to consider which method of handling would maximize benefits.
Should he turn it into a dragon servant after the dragon's might recovered, or should he imprison it in the dragonpit like Caraxes, as material for future consumption and transformation.
Whoosh, whoosh!
A scarlet dragon shadow flew from the direction of Steel Gate and hovered above Womax's head.
Rhaenys looked at Jacaerys expressionlessly and shouted loudly: "Jacaerys, you have already won this war.
Spare Daeron, there is no need to turn yourself into a kinslayer."
If it weren't for Rhaenys's reminder, Jacaerys wouldn't have even noticed that Daeron on Tessarion's dragon saddle was still alive.
Crack!
Womax suddenly let go of Tessarion's dragon neck and swallowed Daeron, who had no time to beg for mercy, into its dragon mouth and chewed heartily.
As for enemies, Jacaerys's principle has always been to cut the grass and root it out!
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