The Continent of Essos, the City of Myr
Under the scorching sun, a massive battering ram was slowly pushed toward the sturdy East Gate of Myr.
This was an all-out assault by the Golden Company. They had only one goal: to break through the impregnable Myr, occupy this wealthy city, and present a grand gift to the Dragon King they now served.
With the appearance of this massive battering ram, the Golden Company soldiers' morale, which had been somewhat low, instantly soared. The soldiers who had already begun climbing the siege towers had the light of victory flashing in their eyes.
And the Golden Company soldiers following behind the battering ram also found their steps becoming firmer. Their morale was high, and every step they took on the ground emitted a heavy echo.
They gripped their weapons tightly. The sharp blades glinted with a cold, piercing light under the burning sun. At this moment, their hearts were once again filled with the desire for battle.
After nearly half an hour of continuous advancement, they pushed the massive battering ram to the foot of the city walls.
"Release!"
At the command of the Myr defense officer, countless jars of oil and stones rained down from the gatehouse. Unfortunately, because the battering ram was equipped with a protective canopy, these attacks had little effect.
As the personnel took their positions, the Golden Company soldiers immediately began their operations. As the soldiers started the winch, the massive battering ram was raised bit by bit.
"Fire..."
With the release of the catch, the massive battering ram shot out like a projectile. The force was incredibly powerful, slamming directly into the gates of Myr.
"Bang... Bang... Bang..."
Under the soldiers' operation, the massive battering ram rose and fell again and again. Every impact made the city gates tremble.
Every strike felt like it was pounding on the hearts of the defenders of Myr. Especially for the soldiers stationed behind the gate, their faces showed expressions of terror. They gripped their weapons tightly, their eyes filled with despair and fear.
However, the defenders of the City of Myr did not give up. They knew very well that their homes were behind them. If they retreated, their families and friends would face total destruction.
At the commander's order, the soldiers on the walls fought back vigorously. Their arrows, rolling logs, and stones fell on the heads of the Golden Company soldiers like raindrops.
The catapults in the city and the ballistae on the walls were also firing continuously, attempting to halt the advance of the outer soldiers. Now, inside Myr, there was no longer a threat from the sea, so all their siege engines could be directed outward.
However, the Golden Company soldiers were not intimidated by these counterattacks. Their morale remained high. The appearance of the battering ram gave them hope of breaking the city once more. Under these circumstances, their assault was even more fierce than at the beginning.
Just as the scales of war began to tilt toward the Golden Company again, strange ripples appeared in a corner of Myr. Under the influence of some eerie power, the area shattered like glass.
Immediately after, Jon, dressed in military attire, stepped out of the void. Upon Jon's appearance, the weak creatures around him were all instantly controlled by him.
Using the perspectives of these animals, Jon discovered the current situation in Myr. Very quickly, he also noticed the crisis at the city gate.
Although the city's defensive forces were fully activated, the Golden Company had already reached the foot of the walls. The ballistae and catapults could no longer cause much damage.
"Who are you?"
Just as Jon was thinking about how to provide rescue, a sudden shout erupted in his ear. Immediately, a group of soldiers appeared from the alley beside Jon.
"Drop your weapon, stranger. Myr is under lockdown. State your identity, or we will execute you as a rebel!"
Amidst the shouting of a man who looked like an officer, Jon nodded in satisfaction at the performance of these soldiers.
"I am your king. There's no time to explain. Just watch how I deal with those fellows outside the city!"
"You... You..."
Just as the officer was about to order the soldiers to move in and restrain Jon, a dark purple crystal prism suddenly appeared in Jon's hand. With the appearance of this crystal prism, the surrounding soldiers subconsciously took a step back.
Clearly, they also felt the unusual nature of this object. Then, as the crystal prism in Jon's hand began to glow, a scorching heat wave appeared in this narrow space.
"Aah... Roar..."
Although he had transformed several times already, the pain of his skin tearing still made Jon roar. As his roar continued, the sound turned into waves of dragon roars.
As Jon's body continued to expand, dragon scales grew on his skin. The color of these scales was a mix of greenish-yellow, and they were gradually darkening.
After a few minutes, an enormous dragon with bronze scales appeared in Myr. Since it was in a crouching position on the ground, the terrifying dragon's brown wings were very prominent.
"Roar..."
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
After letting out a low growl at the soldiers on the ground who were already dumbfounded, Jon controlled Bronze Fury Vermithor and began to fly toward the heights.
As the largest dragon born after the three founding dragons, Bronze Fury Vermithor possessed a massive body and immense power.
As a dragon in its prime, Jon could feel endless power coming from its body. This was a feeling he had never experienced before. Thus, he directly manipulated the dragon's body and began flying toward the East Gate.
"What is that!?"
"A dragon!?"
"Great Red God! How can there be such a massive creature!"
"Could it be that the gods have heard our prayers?"
...The soldiers and civilians in Myr marveled after seeing this colossal body. When they saw the dragon flying toward the city gate, they seemed to have guessed something.
"Roar..."
"Boom... Boom..."
The Golden Company soldiers still outside the city clearly didn't realize that a terrible doom had descended upon their heads.
"What is that?"
"Help!"
"No... No..."
...Terrifying fire descended from the sky, instantly enveloping the Golden Company soldiers who were still using the battering ram. The scorching flames instantly burned them to ash.
These soldiers shouted and screamed, but the Dragonfire continued to burn them mercilessly. After the Dragonfire dissipated, the surrounding soldiers were shocked to find that their companions and the siege weapons had all vanished.
"Roar, roar, roar..."
After completing one Dragonfire attack, Jon directly steered Vermithor toward the heights. He had to gather strength to launch an attack on the siege towers below.
"Is... is that a dragon?"
"This... how is this possible?"
Aegon Blackfyre and Harry Strickland were completely stunned after seeing that terrifying dragon. Before this, they had always believed that the legends about Jon were fake.
After all, various absurd legends were created every day in this world. In their view, Jon might indeed have some strange methods, but they had never believed the claim that he could transform into a dragon.
But now, with the facts laid out before their eyes, they realized they truly hadn't considered this possibility.
"What... what should we do now?"
Aegon Blackfyre's mouth felt bitter after seeing Jon descend from the sky once again. After stammering for a long time, he finally asked this question.
Aegon Blackfyre had always lived in lies. He had carried various lies since birth. He was like a force-fed duck, just waiting for the moment to be cooked.
Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the Golden Company was one of the top powers on the continent of Essos. But in front of a behemoth like Jon, they were merely existences that could be crushed at any moment.
"I... I..."
After hearing the voice of the monarch he once served, Harry Strickland no longer had his initial high spirits. Since taking over the Golden Company, everything had been smooth sailing for him. This was truly the first time he had encountered such a terrifying situation.
"Roar... Roar..."
While the two were still at a loss, Jon dove down from the sky once again. This time, he gathered his strength to destroy the Golden Company's siege towers once and for all.
"Boom..."
"Crack..."
The surging Dragonfire was like a waterfall plunging down three thousand feet, enveloping the row of siege towers.
After the Dragonfire swept through, the Golden Company soldiers and their siege towers were fused into a cluster of terrifying torches. Countless people on fire screamed as they jumped from the burning siege towers.
After burning a circle, Jon did not leave immediately. Instead, he turned his gaze toward a certain flashy silver-haired youth and the great banner behind him.
According to tradition, after the death of each Captain-General of the Golden Company, their heads would be preserved and covered in gold to commemorate their past achievements and symbolize the company's creed of "Beneath the Gold, the Bitter Steel."
Usually, when they brought out this great banner during a battle, many enemies would feel fear.
But today, when this banner appeared on the battlefield, it brought no luck to Aegon Blackfyre. Instead, it brought him total destruction!
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