Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 423

Chapter 423 Dorne's calculation

“Old Valyria fell from great power.”

Rhaegar sighed and loosened the dragon-taming whip's hold on Haiyan.

"Roar…"

Hai Yan shook his head and took a deep breath.

That weird whip strangled its neck, almost stopping its breathing.

"Haiyan, I won't stop you from searching for Lanino, but you are not allowed to attack everywhere anymore."

Rhaegar wrapped his arms around the dragon-taming whip and walked toward the dragon without fear.

Hai Yan's eyes were confused, and he just panted.

Rhaegar stretched out his hand and pointed his palm at its dragon's snout.

Haiyan neighed and slowly got up.

The glutton glanced down, revealing its staggered sharp fangs.

According to intelligence, Lanino was probably killed by his current lover Cole.

Rhaegar smiled: "Good dragon, obey the orders."

The dragon has feelings for its driver, and he cannot force the sea smoke to retract to Dragonstone.

There are some branches of the Velaryon family. Due to the nature of sea snakes greedy for power and profit, they will not be willing to give away their power to others.

Sea Serpent and Aunt Rhaenys are both over fifty, and their granddaughter is almost grown up, and it is impossible to have another child.

Now the blood flows normally and there are basically no problems.

After a while, he moved closer to the huge dragon head, and the light silver scales touched the palm of the silver-haired boy.

The dragonborn's blood flows and has an extra special function.

“Hiss…”

Rhaegar looked at it with a flash of pity in his eyes.

Rhaegar's tone increased.

They are both giant dragons, but the size difference between them is huge.

Glutton stood motionless on the ground, and one dragon wing could completely wrap up the sea smoke.

“Haiyan, give me an answer!”

Rhaegar looked at the big evil dragon and smiled helplessly: "Glutton, let it go."

Rhaegar thought with a mixture of joy and sorrow.

　Today the Targaryen has a dragon at his disposal, and his children have not yet been born.

Perceive the dragon's emotions.

Rhaegar laughed evilly.

Hai Yan lay weakly on the ground, his huge body looking extremely petite.

“Lanino was killed, and the sea serpent had no heir.”

Rhaegar's eyes flashed, and thousands of thoughts emerged.

Otherwise, you can try to tame the Sea Smoke and slowly weaken House Velaryon.

The reason is that Cole disappeared together, and Lanino's former lover Joffrey who was hiding in the military camp was also discovered.

“Hiss…”

Bingbing is cool and smooth as ice cubes.

Hai Yan seemed to understand, and stretched out the dragon's head forward, but his neck and back were clamped by a pair of dark sharp claws.

“Hiss…”

Hai Yan moved for a moment, his vertical pupils flashing as he struggled.

About a quarter the size of a glutton.

At least don't go around wreaking havoc and making people angry.

Rhaegar's eyes were burning, and he rubbed the sea smoke's dragon's kiss, feeling the touch of scales that was different from that of a glutton.

Or the sea serpent Corliss…

Lagnino was probably in an unexpected situation.

The blood was burning hot just now, representing the strong hostility of the sea smoke.

The glutton roared, full of warning, and removed a pair of thick claws.

“Haha, those who strive for power have no successors.”

Haiyan twisted her body and retracted her flat wings.

Haiyan arched the dragon's head, stared at the black dragon warily, turned around and flapped its wings to take off.

The Glutton's green vertical pupils flashed, and his broad wings spread out.

“Glutton, let it go.”

Rhaegar looked at the figure of the light silver dragon and spoke to stop it.

Sea Smoke will not fly out of Westeros continent, and if Lannino cannot be found, it will naturally return to Tidehead Island or Dragonstone Island.

Jenny happened to be pregnant, and Blizzard and Thrax couldn't get enough of the two young dragons.

Sea smoke is also an option.

Watching the dragon shadow disappear from the horizon, Lei Ji returned to the dragon's back, full of energy and said: "Glutton, fly!"

Glutton took to the air and soared westward along the rainforest.

Stonehelm City.

The gray-white city wall is devastated, with traces of bombardment by various rolling stones and giant crossbows.

On the female wall, there are many fine steel spears stuck deep into the radius, which cannot be pulled out.

On the top of the tall tower, a "Black Gate" flag hangs high, replacing the "Black and White Swan" flag of the Swin family.

“Hiss!”

A loud dragon roar resounded within ten miles, and a mud-colored dragon shadow hovered in the sky.

“Dragon Flame!”

The silver-haired boy rode on the back of the dragon and rushed over with a loud laugh.

The sheep thief's vertical pupils turned around, his huge body dived straight, and the withered dragon head sprayed out a mouthful of messy dragon flames like mud dots.

“Take shelter! The dragon is coming!”

“Stuffed Scorpion Crossbow…”

On the city wall, hundreds of Dornish soldiers were shocked and screamed.

Boom—

A round of dragon flames swept the ground, screams continued, and a circle of brown dragon flames ignited on the city wall.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

On the battlements, several powerful scorpion crossbows trembled and fired fine steel spears.

“Hiss…”

The sheep thief neighed sharply, flapped his wings and dodged sideways, nimbly dodging the attack.

Aemond's eyes were full of excitement and he shouted: "Sheep thieves, burn them all!"

The sheep thief punched his nose, and Shi Shiran flew to the top of the city, breathed a breath of dragon flame and changed his position.

Foolish driver, without it he would have been shot through long ago.

Aemond grinned happily, looking down at the screaming Dornish soldiers below.

Hearing that the Shiwen family was destroyed, he came immediately. Riding on an ugly and fierce sheep thief, he led two thousand storm warriors.

With his smile unchanged, Aemond took off a three-foot-long keel horn from his back, took a deep breath and blew it suddenly.

Woooooo—

The solemn sound of the trumpet spread far and wide, straight through the strong city walls.

“Charge!”

The Storm Warriors heard the sound and took action, carrying a thick shield as tall as a person and running towards Stonehelm City.

The Dornish soldiers were extremely nervous. They hid behind the shooting holes in the city wall and used Myr's special three-shot crossbow bolts to fight back.

Behind the city wall, more than a dozen catapults were fully prepared and loaded with rolling stones to throw.

　　Boom! boom!

The rolling rocks hit the storm warriors' charging path, causing objective casualties instantly.

“Don't retreat, keep charging!”

The commander roared at the top of his voice, picked up his huge shield and rushed to the front.

Everyone was inspired and ran to the city wall one after another, carrying rolling stones and crossbow bolts.

Since ancient times, the number of people attacking a city must far exceed the number of defenders, otherwise they will just die.

But they are still brave and fearless.

Unconsciously, he raised his head and looked up at the mud-colored dragon hovering in the sky, bombarding the city wall one after another.

It's all because of the dragon, which gives the storm warriors the spirit of not fearing death.

All the Targaryen princes were on the battlefield, and with the firepower of an adult dragon suppressing them, the siege became no longer difficult.

“Hiss!”

The sheep thief changed his position to avoid the attack of the scorpion crossbow, and counterattacked with a burst of dragon flame.

Aemond's face was full of pride, showing no signs of timidity or surprise.

Elder brother taught him that war is flexible.

First use dragon firepower to suppress it, and then use soldiers to charge to break the formation. Victory can be achieved even if the strength of the army is ten times weaker.

He listens carefully and uses it better.

at the same time.

In the inner city wall, Olifa Yronwood looked solemn and said angrily: "The archers are dispatched and cooperate with the scorpion crossbow to shoot down the dragon!"

“Yes, my lord.”

The adjutant responded and conveyed the order.

Soon, a group of well-equipped archers appeared in every high corner of Stonehelm City.

With a command, arrows flew like raindrops.

“Hiss!”

The sheep thief breathed out a puff of dragon flame and quickly left the low-altitude combat.

The attack range of the dragon flame is limited, and it has to swoop down every time it sprays.

Iron arrows cannot break the scales of sheep thieves, but they can effectively harass them to a certain extent.

The sheep thief looked at it a few times, curiosity flashing through his deeply sunken brown vertical pupils.

Although it can't break through the defense, it still hurts a bit when it hits.

The arrow is too secretive, it is afraid of hitting the eye, and it is also afraid that the driver will be unlucky.

“Sheep thief, Dragon Flame!”

Aemond lowered his keel horn and patted the dragon's back to urge him.

The sheep thief glanced at him and swooped down reluctantly.

Eamond is not a soft persimmon, he commanded: "Aim at the archers!"

“Hiss!”

The sheep thief neighed and glided sideways over a row of archers hiding behind the female wall. Dragon flames arrived as expected.

Boom—

“Help, I'm on fire!”

“Run quickly…”

A group of dozens of archers screamed pitifully, some were burned to death, and others were scurrying around like headless flies.

　One was not careful and fell off the city wall and was smashed into meat cakes.

Beneath the city wall, the Storm Warriors formed a circle with their shields raised high, pushing a siege vehicle to hit the city gate.

The city walls are covered with shooting holes, which are designed to launch crossbow bolts at gaps.

Many Storm Warriors were hit and shot to death after being unable to block their vital points.

Rumble —

Without a siege ladder, the Storm Warriors had no choice but to adopt the clumsiest method and capture the city gate with their lives.

Looking at the cooperation between the dragon and the army, Olifa Yronwood was anxious and angry, and ordered: "Carry out the old and weak of the Swin family!"

The city may not be able to be defended.

It depends on whether the Targaryen boy is stupid enough to do something that will make the world famous.

Olifa looked ugly, but he was calm inside.

According to the strategy discussed by Prince Keolen.

The invasion of the Stormlands was just a performance, a performance that had to be performed.

If you can loot a large amount of cattle and sheep supplies, it would be best to occupy Stonehelm City, which is the first line of defense.

Make a fortune and get an ideal bridgehead.

　　If something cannot be done, there is no need to force it. If you wait for a while, you can escape.

Prince Ke'Orun's goal for the Stormlands is to defraud Braavos and the Three Maidens of supplies.

The real invasion points are the seemingly indestructible Prince's Pass and Bone Road.

Having sacked the Stormlands, it was natural to sack the Reach.

Dorne is too poor and needs to rob the rich and give to the poor.

As for whether war will lead to a decline in national strength, economic regression, and popular rebellion?

Dorne has always been barren, and this year's harvest is the worst. It is impossible to survive without detonating a war.

After fighting this war, we can still get support from many parties secretly.

Moreover, the Iron Throne has occupied the Three Women's Kingdom and controls the Stepstone Islands.

If given a year and a half to breathe, sea control in the lower half of the Narrow Sea would be easy, and Sunspear would not even be able to put another ship into the sea.

With the temperament of the Targaryen prince, the butcher's knife will fall on Dorne's neck sooner or later.

If you don't rebel now, it will be too late later.

“Hiss!”

Over the city wall, sheep thieves swooped back and forth to attack the archers hiding in the dark.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Scorpion crossbows were launched one after another in an attempt to intercept and kill this ugly mud dragon.

Aemond stuck his head out and looked down at the scene below the city, feeling anxious.

The offensive strategy he thought of was good, but it was too dense and sparse.

Siege engines are inefficient and Storm Warriors cannot break through the city gates.

The sheep thief and a dragon attacked the archers and bombarded the Dornish soldiers on the city wall. The firepower gradually failed to cover the battlefield.

Dornish soldiers came out in large numbers, threw stones and rolled logs at the city walls, poured kerosene and set them on fire.

For a time, the Storm Warriors suffered heavy casualties.

(End of this chapter)

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