Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 303 Battle of the Green Blood River

Muddy door.

A large Dornish ship with purple meteor sails was anchored, but no sailors disembarked for a long time.

"Uncle, saving lives is the priority!"

Geralt was eager.

Dorne is in chaos, and the Prince needs the assistance of Earl Olaf. Miss Elaine can also be saved.

"Shut up!"

Earl Alec Dane shouted.

That foolish nephew, despite his excellent martial arts skills, is a good-for-nothing womanizer.

Dorne is not the same as before.

"Coollen suffered a crushing defeat in its first battle, and Dorne is powerless to resist."

Count Arek's face was grim, and his hand trembled as he held a letter.

House Dane is one of the great noble families of Dorne.

He came here because he carried a heavy responsibility.

The original plan was to spend money to redeem the person and solidify the marriage alliance.

On the Dornish side, Prince Coollen supported Vance's army, which occupied the Stepstone Islands and engaged in a protracted, small-scale war with the Iron Throne.

With a pull and a tug, Dorn gained both face and substance.

But fate had other plans. A massive earthquake struck the Stone Steps Islands, and the Arm of Dorne reappeared.

The Dornish army, which was supposed to sustain the war for years, was completely swallowed up by the sea.

Dorne was severely weakened.

Now, the armies of "Dragon Slayer" Aemon and the Sea Serpent Corliss have crossed the Arms of Dorne and are heading straight for Sunspear City.

That's a complete loss of face.

As for his inner self, he's like a peeled banana—soft and limp, unable to stand up straight.

"Sigh, we're entering King's Landing. I wonder what kind of treatment we'll receive."

Count Arek sighed with worry.

He didn't want to bow his head, nor could he, otherwise he would be disrespectful to Prince Coollen's dignity.

But the Iron Throne is firmly established, and it is very likely that the Iron Throne will retaliate by humiliating him.

I can't imagine how the Iron Throne would treat Dorne.

Geralt lowered his head, the greatsword "Dawn" on his back growing heavier and heavier, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Pack your things. No matter what happens, remember that we came here to redeem people and forge a marriage alliance."

Count Arek combed his hair and looked very smart.

……

"welcome!"

Viserys laughed heartily and opened his arms in a gesture of enthusiasm.

Count Arek and Geralt stared at each other, dumbfounded, in the throne room.

There were no insults or abuses as expected, and even the noble lords who glared at them were few and far between.

Arek was startled and quickly returned the greeting: "Thank you, Your Majesty on the Iron Throne."

"I already know why you've come, and I couldn't agree more."

Viserys, beaming, rose from the Iron Throne.

Ever since Grand Master Orville prepared medicine for his cuts, he has grown increasingly reluctant to sit in that iron chair.

"The marriage between the Targaryens and Dorne must continue and cannot be affected by some conflicts."

Viserys beckoned, and the Kingsguard brought up Oliver, Elaine, and Annie.

"My Lord Count!"

Arek saw the disheveled Earl Oliver and excitedly went up to embrace him.

Count Oliver had lost a lot of weight, his face was sunken, and his body was covered with scratches and insect bites.

The Red Envelope Dungeon is not a good place to go.

Upon meeting the person who wanted to ransom him, Arek sent someone to pay the money, and then said, "Your Majesty, please allow us to return to Dorne."

"Not yet."

Viserys smiled and declined.

Eric's heart skipped a beat; he knew things weren't that simple.

Leonor, who had been observing the situation closely, spoke up: "You are envoys, so you should stay in King's Landing and enjoy the sights, allowing His Majesty to fulfill his duties as a host."

Prince Aemon was away fighting and was about to reach his hometown of Martell.

How could I possibly let you go at a time like this?

Arek forced a smile, knowing he couldn't refuse, and nodded in agreement.

I only hope that Prince Coollen will take a moderate approach and not overreact to the army of the Iron Throne.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to return to Dorne, and he himself would have to become a hostage.

"Treat them well!"

"Veseri shouted."

……

The situation in Yangji City is not so good.

After Prince Coollen refused to summon his vassals and ordered the two earls to return to their respective territories.

Count Darn has rebelled!

He first stopped Count Toran, inviting him to a conversation, and then killed him with a dagger once he got close.

They then slaughtered all of Count Toran's entourage and replaced the guards at the Spear Tower.

He deliberately spread rumors that Prince Coollen wanted to submit to the Iron Throne, inciting the emotions of the city's soldiers and taking the opportunity to seize control of the city's defenses.

Things went well.

Who could blame them? Prince Coelhen was crippled, and his successor was a girl not even 10 years old.

Moreover, after regaining consciousness, no order was issued to fight against the Iron Throne army; instead, the marriage alliance was completed.

The Dornish had long held strong opinions about this.

"Sir, shall we attack?"

A Vale knight from the Second Sons tightened his rope and questioned Rob Rivers, who was leading the army.

Rob was a talented general. After crossing the Broken Arm Horn, he assigned the Immaculate Ones to block the north gate of Sunspear City, and the Second Sons to seal off the east gate.

To the south lies the Summer Sea, and to the west, the Green Blood River.

"No rush, wait for the Prince's instructions!"

Rob's face was as resolute as iron, and he wore runic armor, which cultivated a fierce and high-spirited temperament.

He was loyal only to Prince Aemon.

Without the Prince's order, even when faced with insults and abuse from Dorne soldiers in Shadow City, he would not act on his own initiative based on personal emotions.

Remember the Prince's admonition.

Conquest begins with winning hearts and minds, then moves to conquering land; the reverse is a meaningless disaster.

……

"Coolen is such a useless guy!"

Immon was speechless for a moment.

However, the Dornish resistance is high.

Coollen didn't want to fight, so some of his men took up the yellow robes themselves.

"When shall we set off?"

Imond couldn't sit still any longer.

"Wait!" Imon uttered the single word.

What's the rush? This is just one noble rebellion; it's far from the level of civil war in Dorne.

"Quack quack -!"

A raven flew in from the south and landed on Helena's fair little hand.

"What's going on?" Imond asked, leaning closer.

Helena pulled the letter from the raven's leg and obediently handed it to Aemon.

After reading the letter, Aemon grinned.

While besieging Sunspear, they sent messages to all the noble lords of Dorne.

Submit to the Iron Throne for the sake of peace.

Ninety percent of the Dornish nobles would have burned it after reading it and cursed him behind his back for being delusional.

But someone always replies.

Both noble families were stationed at the Prince's Pass.

Count Baron Fuller of Sky City panicked and said that he would not launch an attack unless the Reach army attacked.

The Manwoldi family of Wangzuka Castle was more pragmatic than him.

Reply directly that as long as the army of the Reach does not attack the Royal Tomb City, the entrance to the Prince's Pass can be opened, and there will be no obstruction along the way.

The location of Wangzhong City is on the cliff of Prince's Pass.

Therefore, it faced danger even before Tianji City and chose to give up resistance.

“Count Manwood is a good man.”

Aemon replied with a smile, accepting the other party's kindness and subtly indicating that he would bestow the city of Tianji upon him.

It's a very simple way to win people's hearts.

He would accept anyone who surrendered.

Not only should we accept them, we should also reward them handsomely.

Besides the Dornish nobles who surrendered, there were also neutrals and those who advocated war.

The neutral faction is nothing to fear.

But the pro-war faction cannot be let off the hook.

House Dane of Lemon Grove, House Uller of Prisongate who claimed to be neutral but were actually warlike... and House Ellenwood, a pillar of Dorne.

……

"charge!!"

A large banner resembling a "black iron gate" fluttered as it crashed into the encirclement of the Unsullied Legion.

The Ellenwood family has rebelled too!
With the patriarch trapped in King's Landing and a large number of soldiers perishing in the "Battle of the Sinking Ships," the fighting spirit of the top families was ignited.

Ignoring Kool's orders, they launched a frenzied attack on the Iron Throne army besieging Sunspear.

He even boasted that he had captured Aemon and would exchange him for Lord Olaf, so that Lord Olaf could replace him as the new Prince of Dorne.

When Imon heard the news, he could only shrug helplessly.

It's obvious she ate too many red beans; she's really lovesick.

The night passed.

Three thousand Immaculate Ones carried away several fallen comrades, piled more corpses together, and burned them all.

The Dornish do have an advantage fighting on home soil.

But facing the Unsullied, who have no shortage of food and water and are best at defense, it's like an egg hitting a rock.

It breaks when touched!
……

"Charge again!!!"

On the turbulent Greenblood River, Corliss, with his feet on the deck, was the first to rush onto the riverbank aboard the Sea Serpent.

Wuwuwu——

Deep, solemn horn sounds echoed from both banks of the Green Blood River, small boats suitable for small-scale operations appeared, and archers emerged from the shore.

Corliss's eyes immediately fell on a flag with a "golden hand on a red and black fan".

The Elion family of Divine Grace City.

Divine Grace City is located at the confluence of the Vanse River and the Calamity River, and is a second-tier noble family with similar strength to the Vanse family.

Our tribal language is: "Our enemies cannot communicate!"

"Hahaha."

Corliss laughed and calmly directed the operation: "Don't panic, prepare to ram the ram!"

The main force defending the Greenblood River is the Elion family, supported by the Darn family of Lemonwood and the Goghenles family of Salt Coast...

Unfortunately, the "Battle of the Sunken Ships" depleted these families' ships and soldiers, leaving them with only a hastily assembled army.

The ferocity of the Valerian fleet is rarely seen on either side of the fjord.

Wei Mengde leaped onto the bow of the ship, clad in heavy armor and wielding a long-handled sword, and launched the first charge.

Aside from the arrows and dense fireballs causing him some trouble, close combat was a piece of cake for him.

They surged forward with unstoppable momentum, rushing into the upper reaches of the Green Blood River.

The Dornish army tried to escape, but they were held fast.

Count Elion was terrified and retreated under the protection of his vassals.

"Hiss!!"

A hideous, brownish-black dragon appeared and spewed dragonfire at the Dornish ships below.

"dragon!!!"

"Run away..."

"Hahaha, charge!"

Imond, riding the sheep thief, joins the battle, blocking the Elion family's retreat and attacking from both sides.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Count Elion had no choice but to lead his army to attack the Valerian fleet in an attempt to break through.

The arrival of the dragon was like adding fuel to the fire.

Corliss brandished his long-handled sword, hacking down one Dornish soldier after another, his body covered in blood.

Unable to withstand the dragons pressing from behind, the Dornish soldiers resisted magic with reckless abandon.

"Damn idiot!!"

Collis cursed inwardly.

The battle intensified, and countless corpses blocked the Green Blood River, turning the turbulent waters red.

The entire Elion family was wiped out, and the Earl and his second son were captured.

The small group of Dane family rebels fled back to the lemon grove.

The entire Goggenles family was wiped out. The Earl refused to surrender and committed suicide. His two sons and a nephew all died in battle.

As dawn broke.

"Clean up the battlefield and repair the docks at Green Blood River."

Corliss's eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

"yes, Sir."

Despite a fierce battle all night, Wei Mengde was still full of energy.

Collis closed his eyes, mentally rehearsing the current situation.

The Valerian fleet stormed into the Greenblood River, defeating the naval forces of the Vanse River and the Calamity River faction.

At this point in time, the Mil navy should also have occupied the Salt City on the coast of the Summer Sea and captured the wives and close relatives of the Gogannes family.

They then joined forces with the Green Pavilion fleet to blockade the Summer Sea, preventing the Dornish nobles from the Sulphur River and Crimson Mountains from sending reinforcements by ship.

Thus, Dorne was divided into east and west.

The eastern nobles were struggling to survive, while the western nobles were powerless to fight across the river.

"I burned many people to death last night. Should we take advantage of this and seize Divine Grace City?"

Imond ran over excitedly.

boom!
Collis suddenly stood up and punched Imond in the face, sending him tumbling and crawling.

"Idiot! Do you know what you've done?!"

Corliss was furious and pointed at Imond, lecturing him: "If you don't give the Dornish a way out, they will fight back to the death, and I will have sacrificed so many brave sailors for nothing."

Even though the battle situation hasn't been settled yet, he already has a clear understanding of the situation.

With a fleet of 5,000 Valerian soldiers facing a Greenblood River garrison of around 3,000, casualties would not exceed 1,500, and they could easily take control of the Greenblood River.

It's nothing more than letting some enemies escape.

But Aymond rode his dragon and blocked the Dornish escape route, driving them back to fight desperately.

Even if all these people were annihilated, the Valerian fleet would still suffer more than two thousand casualties, making it a complete failure.

“I…I…you…”

Imond covered his swollen face, speechless for a moment.

Kolis suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "You ride the dragon, lead a team, and capture the Dan family of Lemon Grove."

Some people fled to the lemon grove.

Count Dane controlled Sunspear City, so he captured his family and forced him to open the city gates.

Imond gritted his teeth, got up angrily, and set off.

That night, a fire broke out in the lemon grove!

……

"Almost, almost."

Helena, covered in sweat, climbed up the smoking cave on the first fire peak.

"Keep pushing, we're almost there."

Imon followed behind, occasionally giving someone's little bottom a little pat.

Helena's face was flushed as she climbed using both hands and feet, panting heavily from exhaustion.

Pfft!
Amon rolled into the smoking cave, feeling the cold rocks behind him, and sighed, "Wow, that's really high!"

Even with his excellent stamina, he'd be out of breath after just one climb.

"Aren't we...aren't we going to Yangji City?"

Helena clutched her chest, gasping for breath as if she were about to die suddenly.

"almost."

Imon wiped his sweat and laughed, "Taking Yangji City will be as easy as taking something out of a bag for me."

I'm not bragging.

The raven flew in this morning, bringing news of the great defeat of the Ellenwood family and the sea serpent's conquest of the Greenblood River.

Yangji City has become an isolated city.

He can conquer it whenever he wants.

However, he preferred that Coollen surrender, submit to the Iron Throne as the Prince of Dorne, and then ease the hatred of war through a marriage alliance.

Regardless of whether there will be a rebellion later, let the Iron Throne unify the continent first.

"Imond~~"

Helena muttered a few words and shook her little head.

Imon ignored it, stunned by the scene inside the smoking cave.

The cave was ridiculously large, about the size of a palace.

The rocky ground, washed clean by the sea, was piled with all sorts of huge shellfish and fish bones.

Have you ever seen a seashell the size of a millstone?
They're everywhere here.

"Roar……"

Deep inside the cave, two enormous shadows nestled together.

Imon strode forward.

Vomisol and Silverwing haven't shown up for several days, holed up in their newly built nest; they're probably up to no good.

"Hiss!"

Silverwing lay prostrate on the ground, its bright vertical pupils gleaming with hopeful light.

A mound of jet-black dragon dung lay in front of it, covered with fine sand, while three dragon eggs of different colors stood out prominently.

Click...click...

As soon as Imon approached, a crack appeared in a yellow dragon egg, and a crisp sound of it hatching rang out.

(End of this chapter)