Chapter 128 Breaking the Army

And the red comet swept across the sky, causing various reactions across the entire Westeros continent.

The iron species of the Iron Islands believed that the 'wrath of the Drowned God' had been triggered, and the masters of the Old Town Academy and the bishops who believed in the Seven Gods of the Starry Church jointly declared to the public that this was just a normal astronomical phenomenon. Kill Season's Sword'.

And the soldiers in the river land looked up at the sky, and they called the red comet the red messenger, indicating that the good news of future victory would be spread frequently.

The people in the palace of King's Landing called it King Robert's Comet, and the meal made King Robert who had just returned from victory fluttering, and the banquet was so drunk that he was drunk and unconscious.

In the end, Sir James lost a lot of strength, and personally carried His Majesty the King back to his bedroom. For this reason, Sir James had some back pains for the next few days.

However, among the citizens of King's Landing, some people call this red comet the Red Messenger, and some people call it the Dragon Tail Star.

The last embers of Targaryen have gradually become a climate on the continent of Essos on the other side of the narrow sea, with several cities and towns and a territory no less than a country, and these news have gradually spread to King's Landing with the traffic of caravans. among.

Although orders have been issued within the Red Fort to strictly seal the news and catch these tongue-chewing people, the golden robes of King's Landing are also jumping up and down to be active.

But for this huge city-state with a dense population of more than 500,000 people, there is still some powerlessness. So many people just can't clean up the feces and farts they produce every day, not to mention they want to control the mouths of so many people.

Some people think that Baratheon is good, and some people think that Targaryen is good, so the meaning of the name Dragontail has naturally become blurred.

However, in a blacksmith shop in King's Landing, a black-haired boy thought it was like a fiery red longsword taken from a forge.

But this is also insignificant.

And on the battlefield of Gordon.

The war has reached its final stage.

"In the name of the Seven Gods and the Mother River—"

Viserys was clad in armor and armor. The bright silver armor reflected brilliant light in the sun. He held a spear in one hand, and the long mane of the white horse fluttered.

"Defeat all the invaders who are trying to plunder our wealth! Occupy our wives and children! They even want to sell us into slaves!"

The little king personally led more than 100 heavy cavalry to bypass the still unburned fire, and then accelerated his charge and broke into the battlefield.

rumbling—

Now that the morale of the Dothraki has declined to a low point, storming the town itself is not their strong point.

A fire divided the formation, and most of the clansmen were drowned in the sea of ​​fire or blocked in the town, becoming the turtles caught in the urn. The Dothraki who did not fall into the battlefield in the second half no longer had the courage to fight for their lives.

Most of them are elderly people with poor physical strength, women, and even children. These children usually follow the rear of the army to pick up arrow weapons on the corpses as backup, but they did not expect that they have become the forefront of the army now.

And at this time.

The earth in the distance trembled slightly, and a dull roar sounded, resounding in the hearts of every panic-stricken Dothraki.

The Dothraki without Khal are like wolves without their leader, and they don't know what to do at this time.

"Hey--"

The chaotic Dothraki continued to sound, and they were making their own ideas, but no one had the right to command everyone.

For their khal had been trapped in the fire and had not escaped, perhaps already dead.

It seemed that danger was coming.

Tread…

The horses' hooves stepped on the ground uneasy, and the Dothraki people sitting on the horses looked at each other and tightened the reins in their hands. They smelled the uneasy smell in the air like their crotch partners.

But the next scene told them the answer.

On a high hill not far from them outside Gordoje, a group of knights in armor skimmed over the hill's obstruction, reflecting a dazzling light in the sun.

Andalos' heavy cavalry, armed to the teeth, roared, and the heavy horse's hooves stomped on the ground, stirring up dust like a long smoke dragon.

The silver-armored knight at the front was riding a white horse with beautiful hair, with his feet on the stirrups, one hand on the reins, his body slightly bent down and galloping down against the horse's back, the other holding a long spear, The first to enter the Dothraki crowd.

When the two Dothraki warriors saw the knight, they roared in anger, and they mustered up the courage to rush up with the Arak machete, trying to stop the intruder.

"die."

However, the lavender eyes under the visor of the silver-armored knight were only slightly condensed, and then he squeezed the long spear in his hand.

The sharp point of the spear with a trembling wrist came out accurately and pierced into the neck of a Dothraki warrior.

puff--

A bunch of enemy blood blooms.

Boom.

The panicked hooves fled into the distance.

The owner on its horse had been overturned to the ground, the body was heavily smashed to the ground, and the head was almost completely broken off.

The machete in the hands of another Dothraki warrior who flanked Viserys was clinging to his helmet.

Clang——

Even the white ying on top of his head had been cut, and then the little king turned his head slightly, and avoided it dangerously and dangerously.

Then came the curse in Dothraki. He thought that this knife could cut off the head of the iron can, but the other party avoided it.

But before he could completely blurt out these words, he felt a heavy blow to his chest.

bang——

Viserys stabbed an enemy to death with one shot, and at the same time dodged his knife, the gun barrel swiped and rubbed on the steel glove, and the heavy gun slammed heavily on his chest.

thump…

The body of this Dothraki warrior was smashed from the warhorse and fell to the ground, whose life and death are unknown.

However, before he could get up again, he was trampled into flesh by the cavalry who followed behind Viserys.

The heavy cavalry armed to the teeth confronted the light cavalry standing in a state of confusion and panic, which was a devastating blow.

Unstoppable.

Like the lava flowing out of a volcanic eruption, these Dothraki people melted in an instant.

Then they finally started to flee in all directions, and there were no longer the establishment of Kas and Ka LS. All the commands had long since become chaotic as Kao fell into a sea of ​​flames.

And the Dothraki interpreter that Viserys had previously killed finally came in handy.

Evan Knight grabbed the translator with a thunderous voice.

"tell them!"

"Hand over Drogo! Otherwise, none of them will be left!"