Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 186: Despair brought by the dragon

The next day.

Shijie Islands, western sea area.

Located to the south of Brokeback Point and to the west of Grey Gallows Island, it is surrounded by vast ocean for hundreds of miles.

A fleet could launch from Sunspear, sail north around the Summer Sea, and head straight to the center of the Stepstones.

Under the orders of Prince Keoren, the Dornish fleet did exactly that.

At this time, twenty warships sailed to the unnamed sea between Bloodstone Island and Gray Gallows Island.

"Go south and raid Gray Gallows Island."

A middle-aged noble wearing tan soft armor gave the order.

He has black hair and black eyes, his skin is yellow with black, and on his chest is the clan emblem of "a golden hand on a red and black fan-shaped background".

Dornish nobles, House Arleon of Godsgrace.

Ross Arion is the Earl of God's Grace and was appointed Commander of the Greenblood River by Prince Keoren.

The city of Grace is located at the confluence of the Fear River and the Vance River. It is one of the few noble families in Dorne who deals with water.

Two thousand navy men received the order and sailed towards Gray Gallows Island in a mighty force.

There are only two large islands in the Stepstones that are suitable for garrisons: Bloodstone Island is heavily guarded, while Grey Gallows Island is relatively lax.

If you take one of them, you can drive a nail into the Stone Steps Archipelago.

According to Prince Koolen's original words.

The Three Cities Alliance is a bunch of fools who only know how to fight among themselves. Relying on them is like expecting a rain to turn the desert of Dorne into an oasis.

The Dornish must seize the initiative to prevent the Iron Throne from gaining a foothold in the Sound and blocking the maritime trade on which Dorne depends for its survival.

“This will be a tough and bitter battle!”

There was a light in Earl Ross's eyes and his tanned face became more resolute.

If only it could succeed, fight for Dorne.

next moment.

The helmsman suddenly turned the rudder and the ship shook violently.

"what happened?"

Lord Ross was furious.

The lookout turned pale and trembled as he said, "Sir, we are surrounded."

Earl Ross was stunned, pushed his men aside and ran to the side of the boat.

Suddenly, on the blue sea, a fleet with a flag of three red dragons appeared in front of them.

"This……"

Lord Ross was stunned.

Running behind the ship, on the sea where they came from, they saw a fleet flying the three-point flag of the dragon and eagle.

Being attacked from both sides, one is in a dilemma.

"damn it."

Earl Ross was terrified and shouted in panic: "Prepare for battle!!"

If we fight to the death, there is still a glimmer of hope.

boom--

The misty clouds were suddenly torn apart, and a huge monster rushed out like thunder.

"Dragon Flame, Wormithor!"

The cold voice resounded through the sky.

Earl Ross only had time to look up before he saw a majestic dragon that seemed to be made of bronze rushing above his head.

"Hiss-"

Womisol's vertical pupils were filled with arrogance. He swayed his body to speed up slightly, and his huge dragon mouth spewed out hot dragon flames as bright as copper foil.

Its shape is like copper water, pouring down.

"dragon!!"

"No, run away..."

As soon as the screams of terror rang out, there was a loud explosion in the middle of the entire fleet.

A medium-sized warship equipped with scorpion crossbows was hit by the bronze dragon flame and instantly exploded to pieces.

The dragon's flames carried debris and splashed onto nearby ships.

Suddenly, several large and small ships caught fire, engulfing hundreds of people.

"Again!"

Aemon looked excited.

"Hiss-"

Wormithor circled in mid-air and flew over the Dornish fleet, his dragon flame sweeping across like a pillar of fire.

A series of explosions sounded, and dragon flames flew like fireworks.

"Help!"

"It's so hot, I'm on fire..."

The Dornish sailors wailed miserably and jumped into the sea with flames all over their bodies.

With a plop, there was no echo.

What’s even worse is that the sailors under the dragon flame were directly turned into a pool of ashes.

"Hahaha……"

Aemon couldn't help laughing at how much the dragon flame of Wormithor had changed.

The destructive power has more than increased to a higher level.

It is clearly a mobile artillery platform specially prepared for the battlefield.

"Roar——"

Just when the Dornishmen were in despair, another huge dark green old dragon arrived late.

Earl Ross had a dazed look on his face, and he was shaking stupidly while grabbing the railing of the boat.

Is this a Targaryen dragon?

One was enough to destroy the fleet, yet a second one came.

The dream of achieving great things was shattered by the cruel reality before it even began.

As Vhagar flew over the fleet, Lanar, riding on the dragon's back, hurriedly called a halt.

Aemon heard it, laughed, and pulled at the saddle rope.

Womisol growled and stopped spitting dragon flames.

This battle is not about annihilation, but about limiting Dorne.

The royal fleet and the Seagulltown fleet surrounded and captured all the frightened Dornish sailors.

The time came to noon.

Earl Ross finally arrived at Grey Gallows Island as he wished.

However, his hands were tied and he was kneeling on the beach in a miserable state.

"Hiss-"

"Roar——"

In the sky, two giant dragons, one bronze and one dark green, were circling, roaring and showing off their might.

Thousands of Dornish sailors collapsed on the beach, staring at the scene with lifeless eyes.

The dark green dragon is huge, and exudes the vicissitudes of time, as if it contains endless power.

Although he looks old, he is physically strong.

It gives people a sense of particularly strong vitality.

The bronze dragon was slightly smaller in size, and its copper-foil vertical pupils flashed cold light, suppressing a rage that was enough to destroy the world.

Even compared with the dark green dragon, it does not have an advantage in size.

But the fierce aura it exudes actually gives off a subtle sense of oppression from a superior.

stomping on...

The gravel rustled as they were stepped on, and several figures slowly approached.

Aemon held the "Empty Lady" on his waist with his hand, with a faint smile on his face. He had silver hair, black clothes, and a red cloak.

The hood fell back casually, and two strands of silver-golden hair hung on both sides in front of his body.

Vigorous and energetic, it seems to be a synonym for nobility.

Two Rune Guards guarded them on both sides, and behind them stood thousands of elite soldiers of the Second Sons.

Earl Ross was so dazed that he almost forgot to breathe.

"Hello, everyone."

Aemon smiled brightly.

……

Stormlands, Shipbreaker Bay.

The sky was gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

"Hiss!"

The dense dark clouds rolled over and out rushed a young topaz-colored dragon.

Syrax's vertical pupils sparkled, and his sturdy body shuttled through the clouds, quickly locking onto Wind's Rest Castle standing on the coast.

With a roar, it alerts the driver.

"Good job, Syrax!"

Rhaenyra looked down and saw the wind-cylindrical castle, and smiled and praised it.

"Hiss!"

Syracuse suddenly became excited and dived into the clouds.

Soon, they landed in the courtyard of Storm's End.

boom!
Rhaenyra jumped off the dragon's back and rubbed the delicate scales on the dragon's neck with her palm.

Syrax has a strong physique, thick and powerful wing membranes, delicate scales, and short and swift dragon flames.

Aemon had told her that her good girl wasn't cut out for fighting.

More like a guard protecting the nest.

Or, she is called the queen in the palace.

"Roar~~"

Syrax enjoyed it very much and rubbed the driver with his dragon head.

Rainier was pushed back repeatedly and couldn't help but smile: "Wait for me here."

"Roar~~"

The man and the dragon discussed it, and the guards came rushing over after hearing the news.

"Take care of my dragon, it needs a sheep."

Under the careful reception of the servants, Rhaenyra walked into the hall of Storm's End.

The hall is dimly lit, relying on chandeliers and braziers for lighting.

Rainier was used to this.

As she arrived, people walked out of the hall.

"your Highness?"

The Duke of Beaumont rushed down from upstairs with a look of surprise on his face.

"It's me, Duke Beaumond."

Rhaenyra put her hands behind her back, calm and composed.

"Seven Gods, I didn't expect that the person sent by the king would be you."

The Duke of Beaumont smiled.

I can't believe that the king would send his own heir.

Still a girl.

After a few polite greetings, we moved on to the serious topic.

During this time, Bolos and Lady Elena came out.

"Your Highness, please tell me why you are here."

Duke Beaumond sat on the lord's throne and asked straight to the point.

"Then I'll speak frankly."

Rhaenyra met his gaze and said simply, "Are you siding with the sea serpents and planning to betray the Iron Throne?"

"This……"

Beaumond hesitated for a moment, but didn't dare to say yes.

Rhaenyra continued, "My arrival is my father's final notice to the Baratheon family."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present changed color.

Beaumond's face was grim. "You should know that the Baratheons were once married to the Targaryens, and are now marrying the Velaryons. This is not a bad thing."

Rhaenyra raised an eyebrow.

I could tell that the other party was trying to change the concept.

But she came to negotiate, not to start a war.

Rhaenyra's heart hardened, and she said in a cold voice: "Lord Beaumond, do you think that the royal family is weak, so you dare to be so disloyal and support the sea snakes to occupy the free trade city-states!?"

Duke Beaumond's face suddenly turned grim.

"rude!"

Borros stood up and shouted, "Do you think the Lord of Storm's End is a dog that the Iron Throne can summon and dismiss at will?"

Rhaenyra glanced at him sideways and ignored him.

Boros became even more angry and asked, "You have a sword on your waist. Are you here for war?"

Why does a woman have the right to order the Baratheon family around?

"No, I come in peace."

Rhaenyra said calmly, "But I am not afraid of war, if that is what you want."

Boros was shocked when he heard this.

Suddenly, a loud dragon roar was heard from the castle courtyard.

This time, even the Duke of Beaumond trembled.

Rhaenyra looked up with pride and said, "If you think you can disobey the Iron Throne's orders by keeping the sea serpents around."

The pause here aroused Duke Beaumond's doubts.

Then, he said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Think about the day when war comes. Will Aemon and Daemon, two mature dragon riders, sit idly by and watch traitors shake the foundation left by their ancestors?"

Duke Beaumond immediately frowned.

"Before leaving, my father said he must see you."

Rhaenyra offered terms for negotiation.

Her words are just a pretext for something bigger.

But not quite.

It is true that she is the only direct descendant of the royal family who can tame dragons.

But Aemon is the regent and the future king consort, and he will definitely be in the front line.

Damon...

It involves the family, especially the trouble with his brother Viserys.

I will definitely rush to the front... and watch the joke.

Then, put down the rebellion at the same time.

Rhaenyra held her chin high, feeling confident.