Chapter 439: Wild Dragon of the Summer Sea
Chapter 439 The Wild Dragon of the Summer Sea
Boom—
Golden dragon flames descended like pillars of fire and bombarded the cargo ship.
Wearing silver armor, Aegon looked very arrogant and laughed happily: "Burn them all!"
…
Yang Yan raised his head proudly, and his golden body crossed the sea, bringing an unparalleled blow.
The cargo ship is not equipped with a scorpion crossbow, and the heavy hull is unavoidable, like fish on the chopping board.
The warships of House Velaryon lowered their ramming horns, approached and suddenly smashed into the cabin of the cargo ship.
Woooooo—
There was a blast of killing horns, and the soldiers jumped onto the enemy ship through the collision angle and started a one-sided massacre.
In less than a moment, the victory was decided.
Cargo ships burned and bodies sank into the sea.
The sea snake read it with an expressionless face, its deep eyes showing nothing but coldness.
“My lord, a merchant from Braavos has been captured and is being tortured.”
The adjutant reported rigorously.
Feeling the familiar salty sea breeze blowing against his face, the sea snake closed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "Strict interrogation."
Dorne and Braavos wear the same pants, and any cargo ship is suspected of carrying intelligence.
“Yes, my lord.”
“Continue sailing to the Green Blood River.”
ulation
After the adjutant left, the sea snake fell into a deathly silence.
It was his carelessness that allowed the Dornish soldiers to have some breathing space in the Stormlands.
Had they pursued and fought fiercely at the beginning and forced the Dornish people into a desperate situation, maybe Lannino would not have been designed.
“Hiss…”
The cargo ship sank completely into the sea, and Aegon rode Sunfire to take the lead, leaving the fleet to explore the Green Blood River.
The sea serpent turned a deaf ear and allowed Aegon to act on his own initiative.
Compared to Lannir who was killed and Aemond who delayed the war, Prince Aegon not only had a indulgent personality, but also acted more reassuringly.
As I thought about it, my tired brain gradually became empty.
The fleet sailed slowly through the summer sea.
Suddenly, a mist rose from the sea, blocking the scorching sun.
The sea snake opened its arms and breathed in the fishy smell of the sea that it had tasted for a lifetime, its dark face showing a bit of nostalgia.
“Hiss…”
At this moment, a melodious wail came through the layers of fog, appearing misty on the vast sea.
The sea snake opened his eyes suddenly and looked for the sound.
Into the eyes.
A giant light silver dragon broke through the hazy fog and disappeared in an instant.
The sea snake stayed where he was and was in a daze. His old eyes were red and his lips were trembling: "Lanino!"
The dragon is looking for his son.
The fog covered his vision, the sea snake felt sad in his heart, and his breathing suddenly became disordered.
The first time he received the news that his son had been killed, he was not sad but angry.
Angry at the cunning of hostility, angry at his son's failure to live up to expectations, angry at his own wrong judgment.
After many days, I met Haiyan again looking for his owner.
Sea Snake's heart was deeply touched, and his hidden emotions finally burst out, and his longing for his son could no longer be suppressed.
bang!
A teardrop rolled down her cheek and shattered on the silver-gray breastplate.
The sea snake closed its eyes and then opened them again, its expression returned to cold.
Sorrow is buried in the heart, nourishing the seeds of revenge.
The fists clenched loudly, and the sea snake's eyes were full of murderous intent, muttering to himself: "Dorn, Martell, the Velaryon family will not forget."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Mermaid King seemed to hear his oath, and another magnificent dragon roar echoed in the sea.
In an instant.
The sea breeze blew wildly, and the thick fog dissipated with the wind.
The sea snake looked stunned and stared into the depths of the fog.
A huge creature stirred up the mist, rushed high into the sky against the sea surface, and then soared towards the south of the Summer Sea.
The sea snake tried to open its eyes, trying to see the appearance of the giant beast.
The fog is too thick, and the field of vision is conservatively estimated to be one kilometer. Any more will be elusive.
Soon, the giant beast disappeared.
Can't see the appearance clearly and can't distinguish the details.
All I know is that it is extremely large, vaguely in the shape of a dragon.
At a startling glance, a giant moss-like green claw broke through the clouds.
“Lannaer?”
The sea snake looked around blankly, thinking it was Vhagar traveling.
The neck twisted in the direction the giant beast left, which was further south than the Summer Islands.
As the ship heads south, you will see the third continent in the world, the vast Sothoros.
“Forget it, capturing the Green Blood River is more important.”
The sea snake shook his head, remembering the matter in his mind, but not wasting time thinking about it.
Long time.
The fleet sailed out of the fog, and a land covered with tropical trees appeared to the north.
The woods are adjacent to the mouth of a wide river, where fast water flows into the sea.
As far as the sea snake could see, there was not a single ship at the mouth of the river, and the air was filled with the smell of depression.
The adjutant came forward and said: "Sir, there is a lemon grove ahead, and you can reach Banzhi Town by going up the river."
“The lime green defense is loose, notify the fleet to attack directly!”
The sea serpent gave the order.
The fleet heard the sound and jumped into the mouth of the river.
There was a landed noble family in the lemon grove, and a detachment of Dornish cavalry was stationed along the coast.
The lord's name is Andare Dart, and he lives in a wooden castle.
“An unknown fleet has entered the Greenblood River. Send a message to Sunspear immediately to request support!”
Andare was in a panic, his cheeks trembling with fright.
The subordinates just received the order and set off to inform the bachelor to release the raven.
“Hiss…”
A giant dragon descended from the sky, its pale pink wings flapping back and forth, and aimed at the wooden castle to release fierce dragon flames.
shall ignite when exposed to fire, instantly becoming the best firewood.
“Yang Yan, stop the fleeing soldiers!”
Aegon's eyes widened and he was in very good condition.
“Hiss…”
Yangyan flutters its wings and flies over the lemon grove, showing off its gorgeous figure.
For a time, the golden scales shone like the second sun in the sky.
This scene fell into our own eyes, and our morale immediately rose.
The Sea Serpent took advantage of the victory and pursued it, raising its long-handled scimitar high and shouting wildly: "Attack, go straight to the plank town!"
The calm river of green blood stirred up waves of blood and fire.
…
Prince's Pass.
On the cliff, Wangzhong City.
The sun is high, the cliffs are dry and cracked, and the air is slightly distorted by the high temperature.
The breathtaking dragon roar stopped, and the two giant dragons disappeared.
The dragon disappears, and so does the Targaryen.
This point in time.
Wangzhong City, underground tomb.
Thousands of people, regardless of gender, old or weak, were hiding in the dark underground space.
“Damn! Damn the Reach, **** the Targaryens!”
A grumpy voice chattered incessantly, shouting angry curses.
That was a noble man wearing armor.
Thick black curly hair, olive skin, a thin figure, and a pair of sharp green eyes.
He jumped manly and cursed loudly at the enemies besieging the castle.
Identity is obvious.
Earl of Wangzhong City, Morse Manwudi.
House Manwudi is an ancient Dornish noble family. The family's fiefdom guards the middle passage of Prince's Pass.
The founder of the family killed an ancient king of the Reach here, so the family emblem is a skull with a crown.
Morse, as the current lord, inherited the unique pride and stubbornness of the Manwudi family.
As he cursed, the old and weak people hiding in the cellar became even more frightened, huddled together and did not dare to make a sound.
Even his wife sat down in despair.
Morse was tired of scolding, so he called a guard and asked: "Where is the dragon? The dragon should not spit out dragon flames and burn down my castle."
“No, unclear.”
The guard's eyes dodge and hesitate.
Morse frowned, and he could tell at a glance that the other party had something on his mind, and said sternly: "Tell your lord what you are hiding from him!"
The guard glanced at the countess and lowered his head: "I hid in the tomb in a hurry and couldn't find Miss Lysa. Master Dickon went to the back garden to look for her privately."
"What!"
Morse was angry in his heart and asked at the top of his voice: "I have a son and a daughter. You just ran away on your own and lost my daughter."
The guard looked pale and said, "There are still soldiers in the tower and tunnel. We should find them."
The tomb cellar has a limited area and can only accommodate the old and weak in the castle. The serious soldiers are preparing for war outside.
“Fart you!”
Morse kicked the guard away, turned around and slapped his wife on the face, speaking rudely: "You can't even watch the child, wait until I come back to take care of you."
After saying that, he rushed out of the tomb regardless of the guards' obstruction.
back yard.
It is said to be a garden. There is no fragrance of vegetation at all, only some bright flowers and plants are roughly planted.
The garden is not big, there is not even a pool or pavilion.
The city wall is high and thick, blocking large areas of shadow, in line with the structure of a steep castle.
…
In the ordinary garden, a laughter like silver bells suddenly came out.
A willow with drooping branches and a thick trunk.
A stone bench polished with bluestone and backed by a willow tree.
A handsome young man with silver hair and black robes was sitting under the tree, teasing a little girl about two or three years old with maltose.
The little girl has curly black hair, fair skin, and a small face staring at the maltose longingly.
Sugar was a luxury product that many aristocratic families found difficult to purchase.
The silver-haired boy was smiling, holding a candy bar and shaking it in front of the other person.
The little girl stretched out her hand to catch it, and the boy raised his hand.
The little girl pursed her lips and showed disappointment in her eyes.
The boy put down his hand, and the little girl stared at him unwilling to admit defeat and continued to jump and catch.
The young man withdrew his hand again, letting her throw it away.
It wasn’t until the little girl’s face wrinkled up and she was about to cry that the candy was stuffed into her mouth.
Wuwuwu hasn't spoken yet, so let's change it to a sweet bah bah bah.
“A little girl who loves sweets.”
The young man smiled and bent down, holding the little girl in his arms.
Under the shadow of the weeping willow, there was another half-grown boy with black hair and olive skin, watching nervously.
The silver-haired boy glanced at him and asked, "You want to eat too?"
“No, no.”
The half-grown boy's face changed, and he took half a step back in fear.
As he spoke, his eyes peeked to the left, and cold sweat flowed down his back.
As far as the eye can see.
A huge black dragon with a terrifying appearance, with vertical green eyes looking down at the entire castle indifferently.
Three children and a giant dragon, living together in a friendly manner.
Morse hurried to the garden and happened to see a scene that made his head explode.
What’s even more frightening is.
The silver-haired boy noticed his arrival, took off his black robe slowly, and smiled brightly.
There is no ill will at all as an enemy, but rather like an old friend after not seeing each other for many years.
“Gulu~~”
Morse felt a thump in his heart and swallowed subconsciously.
The other person’s smile is as bright as the sun, complementing every flower and grass around it.
Morse was facing a formidable enemy.
Under that gentle appearance, there is an aura of danger looming over his back.
(End of this chapter)
