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Chapter 83 Sea Monster Hunter

Early morning, in Hejiandi, east of Tiemin Bay.

Baron's heir Rodrik, his second son Malen, and Rodrik's friend, "Knight" Sir Horace Harlow, all set out together.

Out of contempt and ignorance of the Riverlands people, Rodrik's hunting trip to the Riverlands, as arranged by Baron, was merely a gilding of his resume.

To protect his son, Balon added Horace, a rising star warrior from the Iron Islands, who wielded a Valyrian steel sword and descended at night, displaying extraordinary ferocity.

For iron species, the Hejian region is relatively unfamiliar.

The Hall family once controlled the Riverlands and established a kingdom.

However, in the history of the Targaryen dynasty, the Greyjoys visited the Westerlands, the North, and the Reach most often.

The western coastline of the Riverlands is very short, and the Merlist family's Seafront City is the only port in the Riverlands leading to the Sunset Sea, and the only way for the Ironborn to enter the Riverlands.

Rodrik and his men led thirty or forty longships, along with more than a thousand Iron People, to sail towards the coastal waters of the Sea Frontier City.

"Let us hunt in the Riverlands, proclaiming the ancient road with blood and fire," Rodrik said excitedly.

Rodrik was a burly, tall man, a model student of the "old ways," and his heart was filled with a thirst for blood and fire.

"What if the lords of the Riverlands take precautions?" Heras asked.

"No, the lords of the Riverlands are a bunch of slippery fish, only concerned with short-term gains. We're only facing the Merlisent family's forces," Rodrik said confidently. "While the Merlisent bloodline is noble, their territory is small and their power is weak."

"Count Jason is a renowned knight."

"He's old," Rodrik said dismissively. "I'll use his head to pay homage to my longsword."

"Perhaps." Horace gripped his longsword tighter.

He didn't have much respect for Haijiang City either. Relying on the Iron Clan's own bravery, they were convinced that they could wreak havoc this time.

"We've arrived at Haijiang City." Rodrik gazed greedily at the distant Haijiang City, already fantasizing about slaughtering it.

But these longships, like black dots, could not arrive silently.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Inside Eagle's Cape, the bronze bell of the Hongzhong Tower rang for the first time in nearly three hundred years.

In ancient times, whenever a longship appeared on the western sea, people would ring an alarm bell, urging villagers and farmers to quickly seek refuge in the city.

"Get back to the city! Get back to the city!"

The lookouts in Seafront City are more experienced than those in Lannisport.

Moreover, Haijiang City is a fortress with a strong military character, and Earl Jason is also an excellent knight.

On the sea, the iron oars moved even faster.

These people came to plunder and kill, but instead wanted to take advantage of the chaos caused by the ringing of the bells to launch an attack.

The sea breeze howled, and the golden sea monster swayed in the wind, as if it had come to life.

For the first time in three hundred years, the Iron Army has once again besieged the city.

The sound of the bronze bell was loud and violent, as if it brought a magnetic field of sound that made people dizzy.

All the people of Haijiang City panicked and dropped what they were holding, rushing toward the castle.

The residents are mainly from the beaches and piers.

Haijiang City is also a two-story structure, with the lord's castle in the middle and a city wall surrounding it.

The outermost area consists of the docks, ports, and markets attached to the coastal city.

Earl Jason Mellist donned his armor and had his captain of the guard sound the horn.

Jason wore indigo armor with silver inlays, and his helmet was decorated with eagle wings.

Earl Jason was a tall, thin man with a clean-shaven beard, brown hair mixed with white, and a pair of fierce blue-gray eyes.

"Arthur, what do you think we should do?" Earl Jason asked.

Arthur led his cavalry across the shallows of the Trident River, and thanks to their prior reconnaissance of the terrain, they managed not to miss this feast of sea monsters.

"Charge out, push down through the tunnel," Arthur said.

Arthur changed into dark glazed armor, with a yellow robe over it.

Coupled with a helmet decorated with bat wings, he looks every bit the fierce dark knight.

Arthur put on his Valyrian steel gloves to ensure he was absolutely safe.

Behind Arthur, his seven generals stood in a row.

Sir Lucas Dane, the head coach; Wiri Ward, the squire; Lucas Rutter; and the big man Raleigh.

Three hired knights: Rosso, Clattenburg, and Tritimor.

"It's truly incomparable." The Earl of Haijiang City sighed. Arthur had seven or eight skilled men by his side, a luxurious setup that even ordinary earls didn't have.

Haijiang City is located on slightly higher land by the sea, and iron can only be obtained by rushing through the tunnel.

In this situation, the iron-type monsters could be killed right under the city walls.

"That's right, then I beg you and your knights to be my flanks. Does the Ironborn think I'm afraid? I'll attack head-on." Count Jason laughed heartily, as expected of the ruthless man who killed three of Rhaegar's vassals at the Battle of the Trident River, he was still fierce.

Earl Jason had already mustered two hundred cavalrymen, and with the addition of three hundred cavalrymen from Arthur, his courage was even greater.

"No problem." Arthur nodded.

But once the war starts, it's hard to say who will get the MVP.

Of the knights who were close to Tully, only Earl Jason, Earl Brecken, and the Blackwood family were considered formidable.

The other two, Vans and Piper, were both somewhat incompetent.

"Partrich, you'll be in charge of my reserves when we set out. Also, get all the archers on the walls," Jason said to his son, Patrick.

Although he was a renowned knight in the Riverlands, his son was unfortunately quite ordinary.

"Warriors of Sea Frontier City, the bells are ringing! Those vile bandits are coming to plunder our city again! What should we do?" Count Jason roared.

"Kill those bandits!"

The cavalry of Haijiang City shouted.

Seafront City could not provide more peasant soldiers to fight, but the castle was rich in supplies, and with the aid of Harrenhal, Earl Jason was even more confident.

"Children of the drowning god, charge!" Roderick cheered, then led his brothers Malen and Horace to the flanks.

"Long live the sea monster! Long live the sea monster!" the Ironborn cheered.

With Lannisport burned down, Rodrik felt that conquering the coastal city would be a piece of cake.

Rodrik had long wanted to kill Earl Jason and seize Seafront City.

Aside from those guarding the longship, the Ironborn, as the Trident Assault Team, began charging towards the city gates of Sea Frontier City.

For speed, the iron-clad longships only carried one siege battering ram.

With the oak and steel gates of the city of Haijiang right before him, Rodrik believed he had won the favor of the goddess of victory.

However, the attack on Haijiang City was from an upward angle, and Rodrik didn't even realize that they were in danger when they reached the halfway point of the slope.

"Long live the eagle! Long live the eagle!"

Suddenly, cheers erupted from Haijiang City. The warriors of Haijiang City shouted battle slogans, and then arrows began to rain down from the top of Haijiang City.

Several unlucky iron pieces were unable to dodge in time and were pierced by the long arrows.

"Charge! Break down the city gate!" Rodrik hadn't grasped the danger of the mission; he thought he was the hunter.

But the oak and steel gates of Haijiang City creaked open quickly, catching Tie Zhong somewhat off guard.

"Kill!" As the horn sounded, the old warrior Earl Jason, dressed in a purple robe, took the lead, and the cavalry began to roar as they swept towards the iron mine on the hillside.

Beyond the purple eagle banner, there was also a gold-background black bat banner.

"This!" Rodrik felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He was not the hunter, but the prey.

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