Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 245: Aemon the City Destroyer

Rumble, rumble.

A pale green flame poured down from the cracks pried open by the Dream Fire. The high temperature, enough to melt rock, instantly flowed down along the stairs and pipes of the entire bunker's ground buildings, turning the small stone fortress on the ground of the entire bunker into a pale green.

"hiss"

Horus could not help but shiver. He and Mortarion led his personal guards to hide in the palace at the deepest part of the bunker. But even though they had hidden deep underground, he could still feel the rocks above his head melting, as if the creaking sound of the stones being melted by flames was echoing in his ears.

"Where are our reinforcements? Where are our reinforcements? Westeros barbarians, where are they fighting?"

Horus felt like he was going crazy, even though he knew very well that even the legendary Valyrian dragon kings, those tyrannical beasts with wings that covered the sky, could not use dragon flames to threaten him who lived deep underground.

But it seemed as if his ears were ringing with the sound of burning flames and the screams of the crowd every moment. These sounds were like the claws of the devil, tugging at his heart, making him fear and trembling all the time.

He still remembers that head-on battle. If it were only those iron-can cavalry and barbarian infantry, he would have been fully confident of winning. His subordinates were well-equipped, and there were no less than twenty large and small mercenary groups, and thousands of Dothraki cavalry. But when the dragon flew over.

everything is over.

His most trusted subordinates, his three sons, and his old brothers who had conquered the world together all died in the dragon flames that were like a rainstorm, especially the dark green ferocious dragon with butterfly wing patterns on its wings and a pair of dragon horns like deer antlers.

Horus' fear of the pale green flames was no longer simply fear.

"Great Lord, there are no reinforcements." Mortarion stood aside dejectedly. He was confident in his castle and would never be threatened by dragon flames if he stayed in this position. But being able to stop the dragon did not mean they could stop the army of Westeros.

Horus' army has been defeated, and only a few thousand people are left in the three main bunkers. Mortarion has no confidence that these people can stop Westeros' elite army.

"The army of Great Lord Sharlesh was stopped by the army of the Westeros barbarians east of the Myr-Rhoyna Mountains. With the dragons here, no one dares to rush through. Great Lord, we are the only ones left now."

Horus gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Send another hundred people to the location of the Bronze Gate. We must defend it. As long as we can hold out until the Westeros barbarians run out of food and Khal Kago leads the cavalry to arrive, we will be saved."

Mortarion nodded and immediately went down to prepare.

Only Horus was left, slumped on his throne with a look of exhaustion on his face, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Or maybe I didn't think of anything.

puff.

Aemon looked at the man in front of him with lingering fear, his head already chopped off by Count Reyes's battle axe. This was the first time he encountered a warrior like the Unsullied. Even though he was slashed countless times by the Dark Sisters, and even had a wound on his throat, he was not affected by the severe pain and suffocation, and even after being beheaded, he was still able to struggle a few times.

He was nearly pierced through by the Unsullied's spear.

"Your Highness, let's focus on the rest of the attack. You take a rest." The White Knight said helplessly. He looked at the still twitching Unsullied and couldn't help smacking his lips. "The Vareses family trained this kind of soldiers many years ago. It is said that they once fought against the rebels under the dragon flame of Tesserion. But now there are no Unsullied in the Silver Blood Army."

Aemon shook his head firmly: "I am the commander-in-chief, and it was me who promised His Majesty that we would capture the castle. How can I not be the first one to rush in?"

The young knight prince smiled widely, "Don't worry, the warriors are on our side."

He raised the Dark Sister to the soldiers behind him. The White Knight could only raise the torch helplessly and continue to follow the young Knight Prince into the depths of the tunnel.

On the ground. The surface buildings of the bunker could no longer hold on, and collapsed completely under the combined destruction of the dragon flames and the catapults. However, before being burned by the dragon flames of Centros, the remaining soldiers closed the passage leading to the underground, completely cutting off the possibility of the Westeros army entering the core of the bunker from the surface buildings of the bunker.

They abandoned the other two bunkers and focused all their efforts on defending the largest and deepest main bunker.

"Dan, have you found anything?" Kong Yi roared as he flew across the still smoking battlefield, and Jakaris asked loudly with a dusty face.

Sendroth slowly landed on a charred ruin, with its dragon head slightly close to the ground. Pale green dragon flames spurted out again, melting the rocks and exploding the soil, revealing the dark depths of the underground.

"Still not." Dan was also a little annoyed. The Dream Fire on the other side slowly rose into the air. Seeing that the Dream Fire was flying in another direction, Darren still couldn't find the corresponding location of the tunnel.

"No, Cendroth is listening." Dan replied, "Prince Aemon brought three hundred men with him. Their noise will be very loud. Dragons can hear sounds that we cannot. I hope the prince can arrive at the designated location safely."

Jacaerys nodded and continued to look for the next possible location. The sea smoke was hovering over the battlefield. With Terekshu watching over it, this dragon, which had no rider for the time being, would not cause any trouble.

It is needed to locate Aemon.

underground.

Aemon finally led his soldiers to break through the last line of defense in the tunnel section.

What came into view was a huge hole. A bronze gate tightly blocked the entrance to the deeper part. The natural rock "wall" was densely covered with various arrow holes and small holes that could accommodate a person standing.

"Raise your shield!"

Aemon raised his shield without hesitation. Even with such a quick reaction, several crossbow arrows still pierced his armor. However, the knights reacted even faster. Some of them had even raised their shields long ago, waiting for this moment.

"Your Highness, where is the dragon?"

Count Reyes moved carefully to Prince Aemon with his shield raised, but saw Aemon's smile that he could hardly hide.

Finally found.

Aemon shouted in High Valyrian without hesitation.

"Haiyan, I'm here, Longyan!"

Rumble, rumble.

The familiar tremor came again. Countless pieces of rubble fell from the dome.

"Everyone, raise your shields, and retreat!"

Aemon's voice was soon drowned out by the louder tremors and the frightened voices of the soldiers beside the bronze door.

boom!
The thick dome shattered with a loud bang. Countless rocks fell from the sky, stirring up a cloud of dust on the open ground.

A huge dragon claw slowly stretched out.

(End of this chapter)