Chapter 684 Fish Feeding Battle
at the same time.
North, White Harbor.
"Hiss-"
The glutton's green vertical pupils were indifferent, and the dragon's kiss spilled out wisps of dragon flames, and he was in a state of cold alert.
"I'm fine, man."
Rhaegar lay on the dragon's back and opened his eyes sleepily.
Incredibly, he actually dreamed of Damon in his dream.
Daemon himself is not a dreamwalker, so he cannot be sure whether he is in reality or an illusion.
But he did this to find the Heart Tree and the Green Seer.
It was probably rewarding to meet him in a dream.
"roar……"
The glutton roared, scattering the seabirds gathering in the bay, and looked back at the driver.
Rhaegar sat up with his left hand on the dragon's back and laughed dumbly: "I can still hold on."
The right half of the body was numb and cold, accompanied by non-stop shaking.
There is no cure for the Great Wall.
Looking at the entire continent of Westeros, there is no systematic knowledge related to magic.
He planned to go to the other side of the strait and first search for the red robe witch and blood wizard Varys of Reese for diagnosis.
If it still doesn't work, just follow the advice of the witch Kui Lizard and go to Asshai to find out.
"Daemon is back, and Castle Black's defense is indestructible."
Rhaegar glanced back and estimated how long the trip would take.
The Night King was defeated in the initial battle and will not invade the Wall anytime soon.
Taking advantage of this vacuum period, he should try his best to solve the injury problem.
And, find a way to confront the Night King head-on.
The only way to kill the Night King is in close combat.
The Night King only took action once, and the true situation is still unknown.
Taking Fearless Dragon Flame as an example, no one knows how powerful the Night King is.
He didn't want to capsize twice in one ditch and become a member of the army of zombies.
"Man, we're pressed for time."
Rhaegar smiled, rubbing the rough black scales.
"Hiss-"
The glutton dives headlong into the clouds, speeding up its dive, and plows billowing waves with its majestic chest against the sea.
…
Underground cave, under the weirwood trees.
Buzz——
Daemon opened his eyes blankly, knowing nothing about Rhaegar's situation.
What happened?
"Are you awake?"
The male son of the forest wearing an antler helmet walked under the weirwood tree and said cautiously: "You spent three hours in Green Vision this time."
Damon was wary and asked, "Is green vision the ability of the green prophet?"
"Sadly, not really."
The Son of the Forest shook his head and sighed: "You obtained the guidance of the Heart Tree, but you failed to find the inheritance left by the Green Seer."
Otherwise, this human being would not talk to him with this attitude and tone.
The Green Seer is a transcendent existence and has no doubts or inquiries.
"In other words, I ran so far and only saw some prophetic images?"
Damon frowned when he heard this and asked: "What exactly is the Green Seer, and where is the inheritance hidden?"
At least you have to know where the difference is.
"Greenseers are everywhere."
The son of the forest looked affirmative and reminded: "It is a unique opportunity for you to understand the future through the green vision."
Daemon was filled with distrust, his eyes fixed on the weirwood's compassionate face.
Quiet and quiet, flowing with bright red juice.
Hesitant to touch it with his hands and come into contact with the so-called green vision again.
"No need to try, the Heart Tree will reject you."
The child of the forest looked as if he should be taken for granted.
Everything should be done again and again and never again.
"Yeah?"
Damon asked in return, staring at the other person from the corner of his eye.
The son of the forest crossed his arms and showed no intention of stopping him.
Damon sneered and stopped trying.
Whether it was true or not, he had no intention of using Green Vision again.
That feeling of being out of control is really annoying.
The palms subconsciously touched the waist. The dark sisters did not know when they were inserted into the rocky crevices of the tree roots.
Damon narrowed his eyes slightly and drew his sword.
Click!
It was too stuck. After a pause, the Dark Sisters pulled it out from the gap.
Damon wiped the blade of the sword and said silently: "I can't leave this sword to you."
"Let's go."
In front of several children of the forest, he strode out with his head held high.
It's time to go back.
The children of the forest looked at each other. The older female child of the forest left the path and looked for her tribe to migrate together.
A cup of tea.
Damon walked out of the cave. The sun was shining brightly outside.
The environment has been dark for too long, so I raised my hand to block the dazzling light.
Boom!
The scarlet dragon shadow fell above the head, the front fingers of its broad wings clasped against the cliff, and the shadow blocked the dazzling sunlight.
"Hiss... Ga..."
Corakxiu raised his head and roared, his throat vibrating with the roar, conveying the ups and downs of the driver.
Damon adjusted to the light and looked around.
"Quack quack..."
A group of crows appeared out of nowhere and landed on the weirwood tree crown in a dense mass of black and red colors.
Damon narrowed his eyes slightly and did not see the three-eyed crow in the prophecy picture.
"Haha, I'm so nervous."
Damon shook his head and laughed, but his lowered eyes were not calm.
…
Riverlands, Green Fork.
"kill!!"
"Archer, don't stop!"
"..."
The sounds of fighting and chaos came one after another, accompanied by fighting with gold and iron and shouts of fighting and killing.
The two armies clashed head-on on the beaches of the Green Fork River.
A well-armed force of up to two thousand men carrying the roaring lion banner of House Lannister.
The other group had more people, roughly around 3,000 people.
However, the equipment was of varying quality, and the soldiers' armor and shields were branded with the crests of the riverland lords.
"Follow me and drive the people from the West into the river to feed the fish!"
Duke Kermit of Riverrun shouted loudly and crawled out of the pile of corpses, covered in blood.
Seeing the Duke leading the charge, the morale of the soldiers in the Riverlands was greatly boosted.
Among them, soldiers from several nobles were at the forefront.
Tully, Blackwood, Frey family...
The Allied Forces of the Riverlands were as powerful as a spear piercing through the proud shield wall formation of the Western Army.
In an instant, the two sides were fighting in darkness.
Kermit became red-eyed and killed the Westerners when he saw them, and rushed into the enemy camp alone.
"Kill him, he is the Duke of Riverrun!"
Someone with sharp eyes recognized him and organized gun and shield men to encircle him.
"Get out of my way!"
A black-haired boy suddenly rushed out, brandishing a long sword, his childish baby face was very ferocious, and he let out a maniacal laugh.
"Kill him first!"
The soldiers in the Western Region are tall and powerful, but they don't have the courage to fight in front of the boy.
call out! call out!
Just as the shield was held in front of him, several hidden arrows were shot from the side, hitting his neck accurately.
Benjikou's eyes were startled, and he turned back to look at his helper.
Hei Yali, who was wearing tight-fitting leather armor, had a cold look in her eyes and was taking out arrows and setting up her bow again.
It has to be said that the Blackwood family has the gene of an archer.
Just like the illegitimate son Robert, and the direct bloodline Alexa.
The episode has passed, but the battlefield continues.
The melee between thousands of people was very fierce, killing each other indiscriminately, and the blood pooled into streams.
Both sides must fight desperately and use their last strength to take away the enemy.
The people of the Westerlands were well-equipped, and their shield array was erected on the bank of the Green Fork River, like an indestructible wall.
Inspired by the Duke, the Allied Forces of the Riverlands launched one charge after another as if desperate.
Even if he jumped up and jumped on the shield, he would be pierced by a spear and forcefully pull the enemy out of the formation.
He did everything he could to destroy the shield formation.
"Drive! Everyone rush with me!"
Until the dusk of the killing came, a cavalry team consisting of hundreds of people came out from the flank.
Oscar Tully, wearing heavy armor and holding a lance, rushed to the front.
There was a loud crash, and the shield flew away randomly.
Finally, the shield array was overwhelmingly broken by the cavalry.
The Allied Forces from the Riverlands barked excitedly and pounced forward like hungry wild dogs.
The army of the Western Region retreated again and again until they were driven into the cold, fast-flowing river.
Plop! Plop!
Archers blocked the beach and shot thousands of arrows into the river.
The infantry kept pressing forward, using their flesh and blood to block the counterattack.
Gradually, it gets dark.
"Huhuhu~~"
Kermit knelt on the ground without strength, blood flowing down his face, and gasped: "Send a message to His Highness and say that we have won."
As night falls, the weather becomes chilly.
The beach was littered with bloody corpses, with ice shards frozen on their wounds, lying in piles.
Blah blah blah!
A thin layer of ice formed on the Green Fork River, and hideous corpses floated on the surface, frozen together like driftwood.
Under the ice, the river water was dyed red with blood, and fish and shrimps were flapping and jumping around.
Thousands of corpses either sank into the sand or flowed down the river, becoming food for fish.
"The bodies are frozen solid. Let's clean them tomorrow."
Oscar's face turned pale, and he helped his eldest brother up unsteadily.
In the corner of the beach, Hei Yali wrung out the blood from her long curly hair and found her nephew lying among the corpses.
Benjikou looked up at the sky, took out a piece of dried meat from his armor and chewed it.
His head and face were covered in blood, and there was a bloody corpse under his head.
I don’t know how to swallow it.
…
The next day, at noon.
Riverrun.
"Roar——"
A huge, moss-colored old dragon crawled on the frozen river. The fingers and claws of its forelimbs poked through the ice and pulled out plump fish for dinner.
The soldiers guarded the top of the city, too scared to look around.
In the castle, the hall.
Kermit stood in the small hall on the second floor with his shoulder wrapped in a bandage.
Oscar and Benjikou were also there.
"So many casualties?"
With a dusty look on his face, Verron was surprised by the number of casualties: "Three thousand people and 1,800 people were killed, which is already more than half of the total number of people."
Kermit smiled bitterly and said: "We formulated a strategy, but we still underestimated the people from the West."
"But we wiped out all the enemies."
Benjikou licked his lips and looked at the crown prince proudly.
That arrogant look was like a big dog waiting for praise.
A full two thousand people from the Western Region have all become dead souls under the Green Fork River.
Belron was convinced and praised seriously: "You are all good. With your indomitable courage, you have demonstrated the force of the people in the river."
The boys got his approval and went to war directly with the Western Army blocking the road.
Without the help of any soldiers outside the Riverlands, they won a tragic victory.
The sacrifices made in this "fish feeding war" are enough to go down in history.
For decades to come, no one would question the armies of the Riverlands.
Kermit smiled, grinned as he pulled at the wound, and reluctantly took out a letter from his arms.
"This is?"
Bellon took it doubtfully.
Kermit said silently: "The scouts reported that 10,000 troops from the West came out of Golden Teeth City and headed straight for the Trident River."
Three thousand of them were cavalry.
After reading the letter, Bellon said coldly: "Jason Lannister, this is a determined rebellion."
"Your Highness, the people of the Riverlands will always support you."
Benjikou hammered his chest and said seriously: "With your order, the Blackwood family will strive to be the vanguard."
Although he has a harmless baby face, he is actually the most aggressive at heart.
Among the number of enemies killed in the fish feeding battle, the Blackwood family accounted for the majority.
"Yes, since Jason is looking for death, let's grant him his wish."
Belron crumbled the letter, lowered his head and said, "Send the Western Army through the Riverlands, at the fork of the Trident River, and leave the Western Army behind."
The army in the West has not yet received news of the fish feeding war, so they will just head north to the Green Fork River without any scruples.
The distance between Riverrun and the nobles' castles in the Riverlands was too close for a rash war.
All you need to do is lure the enemy deep and catch the turtle in an urn.
"Hiss!!"
Suddenly, a loud dragon roar penetrated the doors and windows and entered the luxuriously decorated hall.
The boys raised their heads and looked at the sky outside the window.
Two behemoths chased each other and hovered over Riverrun.
One is completely bronze in color and has a sinister appearance.
A pair of dark green scales, with wide wings covered with holes, like a cold war machine.
