Game of Thrones: Summoning the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 138 The first battle is the decisive battle, and one battle will determine the fate of the world!

"Gold coins employed them, but they refused to die for gold coins."

Taichu angrily returned to his own tent and complained to his servants.

He only calmed down a little when he saw a line of Immaculate Ones occasionally walking by outside the tent.

At least he still had an army of eunuchs who were not afraid of death, and Taichu firmly believed that such an army would be invincible.

Barristan almost lost his voice from shouting, and he had lost count of how many times he had called his enemies cowards, but not a single knight was willing to fight him.

"Let's go. There are no true knights among them." Barristan glanced at the enemy camp with disappointment, then turned his horse around and rode away.

The men in white robes looked at this embodiment of individual heroism and followed closely behind with admiration.

Although Barristan returned, the Targaryen army did not let their opponent off so easily.

As night fell.

Large groups of players were outside the enemy camp, banging drums and gongs to draw enemy fire.

At first, a group of mercenaries rushed out, but the player turned around and left.

Once they had chased far enough away, the mercenaries ran headlong into a row of bronze cannons and two rows of musketeers.

A series of loud crackling and booming sounds ripped through the air, sending the mercenaries sprawling and scrambling to escape. They were ambushed and attacked by players on horseback, who hacked and slashed from all sides, leaving behind four or five hundred corpses.

From then on, the soldiers of the three-city alliance simply held their ground and refused to fight.

But since they didn't fight, the players would stand outside the range of their bows and arrows, banging drums and gongs, making quite a scene. Occasionally, they would even use bronze cannons to give the enemy a loud bang, making the enemy army feel like they were in heaven and hell.

After a night of turmoil, even the soldiers of the Golden Regiment had dark circles under their eyes.

"We must crush our opponents with overwhelming force today, and defeat the Beggar King's army with absolute power!"

Taichu was once again channeling his oratorical side; it seems every orator enjoys pontificating about war, and Taichu was no exception.

This time, however, the military commanders of the Three Cities Alliance did not refute Taichu.

After all, Taichu was right. If they didn't fight today, the other side would still make a scene tonight to affect morale.

Taichu had no idea what his army was made of, so how could they not have any sense of proportion? If they didn't fight today, there was a risk that the slaves would riot tonight.

It would be better for the two armies to line up and fight each other, then win or lose, so that they don't have to worry about each other now.

"Lord Harry, what do you think?"

The commander of the Myr army looked at Harry, the commander of the Golden Company, who seemed indifferent and uninvolved.

How can I see it? I'll sit and watch!

Harry pursed his lips and mumbled, "Uh... I think Lord Tychu's idea is excellent. Let's attack now, fight the enemy, and let our swords decide victory or defeat!"

"Yes," the commander of the Mil army nodded. The commander of the Golden Company still had some backbone. Since everyone present agreed and had no objections, what else was there to say? "Gather all the troops and we will attack in full force. Although this is our first battle, we will use this battle to decide everything!"

Army attack!

"Waaah~"

As the bugle sounded, the armies of the three city-states marched out of their camps, ready to fight to the death. After all, they had no reserves to cover the rear, and if they were defeated, it would be a complete rout.

Of course, the commanders of the three city-states knew this principle, but they were even more aware that with only 20,000 slave soldiers in their own army, if they were to suffer a defeat, even with reserves to cover the rear.

That's useless; it's better to just throw all your chips out from the start and go all in!

All I can say is that all-in poker is fascinating.

"Your Majesty, the enemy has mobilized their entire army; it seems they intend to fight a decisive battle with our forces!"

The player's sister-in-law, acting as the temporary commander-in-chief of all scouts, rushed into the main tent to report to Viserys.

"Your Majesty, give the order!"

"Give the order! Let our army crush the puppet states of the three city-states like an iron fist!"

"Long live the Targaryens!"

Inside the tent, officers and guild leaders alike rose to their feet, their eyes fixed intently on His Majesty the King.

"Roar~!"

The Black Death, now the size of a calf, roared behind Visser, attempting to breathe dragonfire to incinerate the enemy.

"The enemy has mobilized their entire army, and so have we. Gun against gun, sword against sword, the outcome will be decided today!"

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Visser stood up, drew his longsword, and ordered, "Bloodbeard!"

"His Majesty!"

Bloodbeard stepped out of the line and looked at the king.

"You command the left flank of the army, leading five thousand warriors of the Braavos Legion and three thousand militia! May the warriors and blacksmiths grant you strength!"

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"The flames of the true dragon will surely devour your enemies!" Bloodbeard roared back.

"The ragged prince!"

"Be the vanguard!" The veteran stepped out of the ranks, his voice booming.

"You are in command of the right wing of the army, leading two thousand soldiers of the Windblow Legion, two thousand soldiers of the Pentos Legion, and four thousand militia!"

"Gods above, I will lead the army to fight for you to the very end!" Prince Kanyi said solemnly.

"I will personally command the rest. The enemy will certainly place their most elite Unsullied at the forefront. Our army must place all war elephant units at the front and crush their elite forces in one fell swoop!"

"Seven gods above, protect the true dragon!"

Visser raised his longsword above his head.

"Vese the Conqueror!"

Everyone inside the tent drew their longswords, raised them above their heads, and shouted.

"Waaah~"

The two armies faced off, horses neighing and elephants bellowing; there was no solemnity as one might expect, but rather a chaotic scene.

"Look, what's that!"

"It's a dragon! It's a dragon!"

Before the battle even began, the morale of the three city-states' armies had already dropped by three-tenths.

This was because above the Targaryen army, long-winged dragons were circling and hissing in the air.

The war elephants arrayed before the battle lines were truly terrifying.

"They have more war elephants than the Golden Company!"

The mercenaries, who were paid to fight, were now thinking of making a quick getaway. The army, composed of slaves, was even worse off, and before the battle even began, a commotion broke out.

The only ones who could be considered calm in the face of danger were the Golden Company and the Immaculate Ones; even the veteran mercenary groups suffered a blow to their morale.

Riding on his white horse, Viserys nodded to [Minister of Revenue Non-stick Pot], who immediately gave orders to the artillery.

Upon receiving the order, the artillery captain, the "Carpenter Emperor," faced the thirty-six bronze cannons lined up in front of him and roared, "Fire!"

The artillery players, who had been prepared for everything, could not hide their smiles. With each boom, countless stone projectiles whistled and crashed into the enemy ranks.

The mercenaries at the front of the Mu Girls' Group were still whispering among themselves when stone projectiles whistled into the crowd, killing four mercenaries instantly and taking the arms and legs of six or seven others, causing chaos within the Mu Girls' Group.

Fortunately, the Mu girl group was experienced in many battles and did not collapse on the spot, but their morale was undoubtedly further damaged.