Chapter 374 Mogul is seen again
A few days later.
"attack!!"
In the waters of the disputed area, several warships flying the flag of the Three Women's Kingdom were intercepted and suffered a baptism of blood and fire.
A larger number of small fleets surrounded them from the front and rear, and catapults fired fireballs to bombard them.
"Hiss..."
A loud dragon roar came, and a light silver dragon soared into the sky.
Lanino's face was full of excitement and he shouted loudly: "Dragon Flame!"
Sea smoke swooped down, and an orange dragon flame spurted out, burning the mast and canvas of the pirate ship.
The fleet lowered its angle of collision, smashed the cabin of the ship in a rampage, and threw iron ropes to fight across the ship.
The disparity in strength was huge, and with the help of a giant dragon, the naval battle was a one-sided affair.
Within an hour, the soldiers with the tower engraved with their clan emblem began to clean up the battlefield.
"Haha, let's go!"
Lanino felt very refreshed, patted the dragon's back, and rode the sea smoke back along the original route.
He has experienced similar battles several times, and the pleasure of burning the enemy to death is as high as the sky.
Even his old lover "Cole" who was brought to the battlefield was left out in the cold.
This Cole is a first name, not the surname of Kingsguard Kriston Cole.
…
Bloodstone Island, Twin Fortresses.
A large map of the Narrow Sea was laid on the floor, and Rhaegar was pacing back and forth on the map.
The symbol where Mir is located has been marked with three red dragons.
The Stone Steps Islands were marked with base areas.
Most of the disputed land surrounding Lys and Tyrosh was gradually submerged by fine symbols such as sea serpents, towers, and purple grapes.
Surrounding the two free trade cities, it was as if a big net was constantly shrinking.
After more than a month, support from all over the country arrived one after another, and the maritime force was very sufficient.
Rega exhaled and smiled: "It's almost time. The Kingdom of Three Women is mine."
Looking up, a three-headed red dragon flag hangs in the hall.
Rhaegar looked left and right, and his smile became gentler: "My children, you will sit on a big territory."
Rhaenyra sent him a message that the baby moved frequently, as if it could communicate with others.
Suddenly, there was a burst of footsteps.
Aemond was the leader, and he came with Aegon and Lannino.
Lanino laughed like a silly roe deer and said: "Rhaega, the pirates of the Three Women Kingdom have been wiped out in a large area of the sea, and many wealthy people from Lys and Tyrosh escaped in ships."
He had liked this handsome cousin since he was a child, and he became even more fond of him after going through several wars.
Always achieve unexpected legends and arrange tasks that suit people's hearts.
With the indestructible twin fortresses, the kingdom's army has no worries about logistics and can fight freely.
Especially when encircling and suppressing the pirates of the Three Women Kingdom, the sense of achievement and honor is intoxicating.
Rega smiled and warned: "If someone wants to escape, you must let them go, and do so with great fanfare."
He wanted a gold-producing territory, not a ruin.
The rich people ran away, making it easier for him to capture the city-state.
After things calm down in the future, the rich will come back and continue trading.
Lanino nodded like garlic, unable to suppress the raised corners of his mouth.
Tormund spoke at the right time: "Prince, the Tiger Party of Volantis reached an agreement with the Elephant Party and agreed to send troops to capture Lys."
Volantis is an ancient and decayed land.
The Tiger Party is eager for change and wants to seek war.
The Xiang Party only cares about itself and concentrates on developing trade.
Unfortunately, the rise of Braavos and Pentos, and the horizontal dominance of the Three Women's Kingdom, kept Volantis falling behind.
If changes are not made, there is no doubt that Volantis will become a third-rate city-state.
Rhaegar thought for a moment and asked, "How about Damon and Lord Corliss?"
Both Pentos and Volantis are allied with the Iron Throne and will distribute the benefits after the war.
He paid more attention to the ambitious Daemon and the sea serpent.
"Lord Corlys and the Hightower, Arbor Island, and Lannister family fleets have cleared the waters of Lys and are in contact with Volantis."
Tormund had something to say and said sincerely: "Daemon joined forces with Prince Rhaenys and Prince Pentos to try to negotiate and force the Lord Tyrosh to surrender."
"Pfft~~"
Aegon couldn't hold back his laughter and quickly covered his mouth.
Lei Jia glanced at him and said solemnly: "Ignore it. Both parties will speed up the progress and troops will be at the city within three days."
"As you wish."
Tormund nodded slightly.
…
At night, dark clouds cover the moon.
Lys, Camarasaurus Cave.
"Hiss..."
Dragon roars burst into the outside world through a bronze door.
The roar was filled with anger and a sense of languishing weakness.
Just from the sound, one can guess that Mogul was treated inhumanely.
"You rotten gambler, it's almost our turn."
The cold wind was howling, and the tall cultivator looked tense and whispered with his companions.
Two hundred meters away from the bronze gate, a long queue of dragons formed, guarded by mercenaries holding scimitars on both sides.
Tonight is the critical moment for dragon training, all the dragon species recruited are here.
Tristan shivered from the cold, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't worry, there are more than a dozen people ahead."
"I want to go now and ride on the dragon's back." Xiufu said in a rough voice, quite boldly.
Tristan glanced at him and said speechlessly: "I just saw the old priest leading a few disciples in. I'm afraid you and I won't have a chance."
There is another saying in my heart, it is best not to have a chance.
Secretly poking at the heavy bag of money in his arms, Tristan felt uneasy.
He had already gambled enough money and did not want to risk his life on whether he could ride on the dragon's back.
…
Inside the dragon's lair.
The giant bonfire emits a dazzling halo, dispelling the darkness and coldness.
Mogul lay lying in the depths, his eyelids drooping weakly, Dragon Kiss breathing heavily.
As a giant dragon, he was seriously injured and had his neck and feet tied with shackles, making him extremely manic.
Continuing this extreme emotion for a long time gradually makes it physically and mentally exhausted.
In front of the bronze gate, a group of people gathered around a bonfire.
Bambaro looked excited and hid behind a group of mercenaries.
An old figure with a stooped back held a dagger and slit the neck of a silver-haired boy.
Stab!
Blood spurted out like a shower and was collected in a copper basin.
The old man is naturally Ross, a priest who masters blood witchcraft.
Ross muttered something and threw some strange materials into the copper basin, and a cold wind blew up.
A naked young man lay beside the bonfire, looking at the roof of the shed with an expressionless face.
He has a handsome face, a pair of indigo eyes, and a bald head with silver stubble.
After Ross finished praying, he reached into the copper basin, and then moved his blood-stained hands over the young man's body.
It's not obscene, but it outlines strange symbols.
The symbols are mostly Valyrian and represent; fire, blood, wisdom...
Various classified words.
Not long after, the young man's body was covered with bloody symbols, including his scalp.
Ross then recited a spell for a while and said in a low voice: "Baylor, prove your noble bloodline."
The young man blinked and seemed to regain his senses.
Under Rose's urging, Belle climbed up from the floor and walked naked towards the deep dragon.
Ban Luoba's eyes flashed and he stepped forward to speak: "Master Priest, can he really tame the wild dragon?"
"perhaps."
Rose's cloudy eyes were so deep, and he said hoarsely: "I smeared a special spell around him. It seems to be used by a certain Dragon King family to help their children train dragons. I am missing key words and only know a few techniques."
The rest depends on how much the wild dragon's will is consumed and whether his stomach is full.
Ban Luoba suddenly became speechless and secretly said that his feelings were like those of a high-level death squad.
He glanced back at the other young dragons wearing red robes and with shaved heads, and nodded as he should.
There are many kinds of dragons, and they are not afraid of consumption.
…
At this moment, outside the bronze gate.
Hundreds of dragons were blowing the sea breeze, avoiding the sight of the mercenaries and whispering.
Xiufu was impatient and kept muttering: "Damn it, when will it be my turn?"
He wants to ride a dragon and then return to Westeros to become a noble lord.
Tristan's nose was so cold that he sighed.
He felt that even if he rode on the back of a dragon, he would not end well.
It is difficult to get money from nobles. This is the experience he has gained from gambling since he was a child.
"Hiss!!..."
Suddenly, a manic dragon roar suddenly appeared, resounding throughout the sea area for several miles.
boom--
The bronze door slowly opened, and a stream of hot air spurted out.
"Hiss..."
A huge and ferocious dragon head poked out, its blood-filled mouth raised to the sky and sprayed out a mouthful of gray dragon flames.
Immediately afterwards, a pair of haze-like gray wings spread outwards, and a huge body covered with silver and black scales crawled out.
Under the night, it looked like a giant beast from the abyss.
All the dragon species were attracted and stared at the silver-black giant dragon in shock.
On the broad dragon's back, a figure covered in blood sat.
"Roar……"
Mogul's vertical pupils were bloodshot, and he couldn't help roaring with anger, and the stainless steel shackles worn around his neck made a clanging sound.
"Blacksmith, the wild dragon has been tamed!"
Xiu Fu exclaimed, his whole body trembling.
Tristan breathed a sigh of relief and secretly looked at the wild dragon and the dragon master, and suddenly realized something was wrong.
This dragon named Mogul doesn't seem to be very obedient?
"Mogul, be quiet!"
Baelor was riding on the dragon's back, his hands clenching the gray scales on his back, his indigo eyes full of nervousness.
"Roar……"
Mogul ignored it, shook his body vigorously, and quickly climbed out of the dragon's lair with his wings on the ground.
Watching from a distance, Tristan broke out in a cold sweat, grabbed Xiu Fu and ran away: "Brother, come with me quickly!"
"What are you running for?"
Xiu Fu was reluctant, his eyes never leaving the dragon.
"Don't run and wait to die."
Tristan cursed and ran away while the mercenaries were not paying attention.
At this moment.
"Hiss!!"
Mogul roared all his life, suddenly took off uncontrollably, and sprayed out gray dragon flames.
If anyone looks at it, they can see that its vertical pupils reveal madness.
"The wild dragon is out of control, run away..."
"Fire... so hot..."
The smoke-like dragon flames fell, and the mercenaries and dragon species were unable to escape, and they were immediately in trouble.
Trystane was so frightened that he ran lamely quickly and jumped into a drainage ditch.
Plop——
Someone was faster than him, and his tall body fell directly into the water, causing a splash of water.
"Hiss..."
Mogul glided back and forth around the dragon's lair, spitting dragon flames at a group of silver-haired dragons like he was venting his anger.
"no no!"
Belle screamed again and again, clutching the scales on his back, trying to control the wild and untamable dragon.
He vaguely sensed that the dragon was very resistant to him and unwilling to communicate emotions.
Mogul bombarded him wildly, leaving blazing flames behind.
Bambaro and Ross hurriedly ran out of the dragon's lair, hiding under the bronze gate and watching.
"Do you want to mobilize the scorpion crossbow?" a mercenary asked.
Bambaro yelled: "Nonsense, it was so hard to tame the wild dragon, I can't bear to shoot it to death."
"Don't worry, Yelong is retaliating for being imprisoned and resentful. It needs time to get used to."
Rose's eyes lit up and he gave advice.
"Hiss..."
Mogul glided across the dragon flames, flapping his wings and taking off into the air, as if he wanted to escape.
"Mogul, follow orders."
Belle was almost thrown off the dragon's back, holding on to his back tightly.
Mogul shook his dragon head and plunged into the billowing dark clouds, hovering and roaring over Lys.
