Game of Thrones: Roar of the Dragon

Chapter 47 Glorious Victory
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On a small sampan, the frightened Governor Aloma kept urging several guards to row the boat faster.

At the same time, he looked back from time to time to check the flagship that was collapsing in the black and gray flames.

Until he was sure that the horrific flames did not continue to spread in the direction he was escaping.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, when he saw the Emerald Dragon trying to force its way into his own formation despite being shot by an arrow, Governor Aloma was already on high alert.

When he discovered the black and gray flames spreading rapidly on the sea, he decisively fled with several personal guards.

Governor Aloma's flagship is a large warship of 100 meters, which is the guarantee of his safety on weekdays.

But at this time, this clumsy big ship is no match for a small sampan.

Fortunately, his flagship was located right at the edge of the area covered by the wildfire ointment.

Otherwise, even if it was a light and fast small boat, it would not be able to spread as fast as the black and gray dragon flame.

Hooray, hooray!
The sound of dragon wings breaking through the air came from above, frightening Governor Aloma so much that he shuddered violently.

But the Emerald Dragon's target was not him.

Instead, it was the last two rows of warships of the Allied Fleet that were turning around because of the sight of dragon flames burning the sea.

The demon wants to seize these large warships?

The opportunity is coming!

Looking at the emerald dragon hovering in the sky in the distance and burning the sails of a large warship, Governor Aloma began to hope for escape.

If the opponent is ruthless and burns the ship as soon as he sees it, or if there is another black and gray flame.

Even if he managed to escape from this sea area by using a small sampan, he would not have enough supplies to reach the next island.

But now, he could take the opportunity to board a small warship and escape.

Jacaerys certainly didn't notice Governor Aloma in the sampan.

He had also been shocked by the horrific chemical reaction between dragon flame and wildfire ointment.

When they came to their senses and tried to look for the flagship, the enemy's third row of warships in the goose-shaped formation had all become fuel for the black and gray dragon flames.

He did see a number of small sampans trying to escape on the sea below.

However, Jacaerys had never seen Governor Aloma, nor did he have the extraordinary ability to identify people from the air.

The ambush he designed went more smoothly than he had expected.

Because six or seven burning small and medium-sized warships in the rear acted as obstacles,

Even if the last two rows of small and medium-sized warships in the combined fleet changed direction, they could only go around from both sides.

The ten large warships that turned even slower were completely unable to move because of the small and medium-sized warships stranded around them.

In front of them, the Bloodstone Island fleet had re-adjusted its direction and was heading towards them quickly, bypassing the dark grey sea burning with dragon flames.

If there were sufficient fleets and troops, Jacaris could easily capture the remaining ten large warships and eighteen small and medium-sized warships.

But there are not so many ifs in reality, so he set his main target on larger warships with higher value.

The home of the crowned king, Jakaris, is this narrow sea sandwiched between two continents.

Therefore, it is necessary to obtain more large warships and more troops to strengthen one's control over the Narrow Sea.

Even if we take a step back, even if the large warships are useless, they can still be sold to Astapor in exchange for the Unsullied.

It’s better than burning it directly!

The remaining ten large warships had lost their will to fight and were fleeing for their lives.

The specially poisoned arrows fired from one ship posed little threat to the Womax, so Jacaerys quickly defeated them one by one.

In the end, nine large warships were harvested in relatively intact condition.

Why did it become nine ships?
Because when the sixth large warship was burning, the Bloodstone Island fleet arrived.

Three large warships flying the black three-headed dragon flag each brought two small and medium-sized warships to intercept one large enemy warship. The remaining one was surrounded by nine small and medium-sized warships from Bloodstone Island.

This large warship probably thought it had a good chance of breaking through, so it went at full speed and rammed and sank a small warship.

Jacaerys saw that the enemy ship was so eager to fight.

What else is there to say?

He immediately gave up attacking the enemy ship and headed straight for the large warship that had broken through the siege.

The scorching and merciless dragon flames spewed out wildly, quickly destroying the enemy's fighting spirit on the large warship.

But Jacaerys simply ignored their waving white flags and burned the two or three hundred people on the ship to charcoal.

His brutal act of slaughtering the ship completely destroyed the will of the other enemy ships, and they dropped anchor and waved white flags.

In the end, nearly 11,000 men in the combined fleet died, and about 7,300 fell into the sea and went missing.

About 2,200 people were captured and about 1,500 escaped.

They had twenty-six large warships and fifty-eight small and medium-sized warships.

In addition to the nine large warships that were captured, eighteen small and medium-sized warships escaped.

The remaining seventeen large warships and forty small and medium-sized warships were all reduced to ashes.

The Bloodstone Island Fleet won a glorious victory in the ambush battle in the waters of Lanark Island with only 83 deaths and the loss of a small warship!

……

Half a day after the battle ended, on an uninhabited island next to Lanark Island.

Fifty prisoners of the Combined Fleet, stripped to their underwear and with despair on their faces, knelt and shivered on the charred beach.

"Dracarys!"

The cold and merciless High Valyrian language rang out, and the orange-red dragon flame instantly freed them from their despair and fear.

Coleman, who was standing aside with his head bent, glanced at his King out of the corner of his eye.

His face was gloomy, and there seemed to be a dark cloud between his brows.

Coleman totally didn't understand why this cruel and bloodthirsty king became more and more unhappy as he killed more people.

He, who was responsible for transporting the prisoners, could only ask carefully: "Your Majesty, do you want to continue sending people over?"

"No need, send the rest to Mayor Urd."

Jacaerys waved his hand and answered.

"As ordered!"

Hearing this, Coleman immediately accepted the order and left as if he had been pardoned.

Watch as hundreds of captives are burned to charcoal by the Emerald Dragon.

Even though he was a professional pirate who once made a living by plundering and slaughtering merchant ships, he couldn't help but feel scared.

Ugh!
Seeing no clues in the lower left corner of his vision, Jakaris couldn't help but sigh heavily.

50 prisoners' lives, not a single entry point gained!
The 2,200 prisoners today are all professional soldiers, so naturally there are no relatives present.

So Jacaris used methods such as whipping and insulting to successfully arouse the hostility of nearly four hundred people.

After harvesting their entry points, the remaining captives only provided 4 points per fifty people.

And the number is getting smaller and smaller. So far, there has been no gain in two rounds.

So he asked Coleman to send the remaining approximately 1,450 people to dig new wildfire ointment holes.

Yes, Jacaerys didn't care how many prisoners he killed.

But the prisoners were also his property, and it would be a waste to burn them to death.

Since we can’t provide entry points, we’ll squeeze out their surplus value in other ways!
(End of this chapter)