Chapter 164: Taking Dragonstone

Accompanied by a roar from the sky, the golden dragon swooped down again and destroyed the last catapult.

Then, the First Legion quickly landed and began to gather on the beach.

Blazing Shadow hovered above Dragonstone. Its huge body was no less than a warship, and its scales shone with golden luster in the sun.

The dragon's wings flapped, stirring up gusts of wind and making the sea rough.

Gavin sat on the dragon's back and looked down at the soldiers gathering below, waiting for the battle to seize the island later.

Not long ago, Gavin received intelligence that Theon had returned to the Iron Islands.

Then he immediately dispatched the fleet and nearly 10,000 soldiers, deciding to capture Dragonstone first, and then look for an opportunity to destroy the remaining royal fleet docked in King's Landing.

Just as Gavin's thoughts were flying.

A sharp dragon roar suddenly came, cutting through the sky. A smaller red dragon took off from the fleet and went straight into the sky. It was Viserion who had just been able to carry people.

The strong sea breeze blew on Daenerys' face, and strands of silver hair fluttered in the wind.

Her heart was full of excitement. Although it was not her first time riding a dragon, it was her first time to ride her own dragon to fight as a dragon rider.

She looked down at Dragonstone below and the towering castle built on the mountain.

This place where she was born was the first time she saw it with her own eyes in her life.

When she was just born, she was forced to exile to Essos with Viserys. In the years that followed, she could only imagine what Dragonstone looked like in Viserys's words.

Now, riding on the back of a dragon and gazing at Dragonstone, an indescribable complex emotion surged into her heart like a tide.

Daenerys tightened the reins in her hand slightly, and Viserion seemed to be keenly aware of her emotions and roared again, even louder and more powerfully. The roar was like a battle horn, echoing between heaven and earth.

On Dragonstone, the soldiers who were forced to retreat to the castle looked up at the two dragons in the sky in horror. Having seen the dragon flames, they became more desperate.

Acting lord Axel Floren stood on the top of the castle, looking at everything in front of him with a solemn expression.

The flames of war were burning everywhere on Dragonstone. The defenders had long lost their will to fight, and all their long-range weapons were destroyed.

Not counting the two dragons hovering in the sky, the army that kept landing was already powerless to resist.

Axel clearly realized that it was only a matter of time before the castle fell.

The enemy's offensive was so sudden that after losing the warships, they couldn't even retreat. It was meaningless to continue defending, and it would only cause more people to sacrifice in vain.

He gritted his teeth, turned around resolutely, and walked quickly towards the map hall.

In the map hall, the atmosphere was so depressing that it was almost impossible to breathe.

Duchess Selyse and her daughter Celine were like weak flowers trapped in a storm, helplessly waiting for the judgment of fate.

Lady Selyse sat there with a gloomy face, her heart full of anxiety and uneasiness. The nun on the side hugged Celine tightly, trying to give the young child some comfort. However, the nun's eyes were also full of despair, as if she saw the dark future that could not be escaped.

Yasser pushed open the door, and the hurried footsteps were like a heavy hammer, breaking the silence in the hall.

Mrs. Selys raised her head, and a spark of hope flashed in her eyes, but when she saw Yasser's stern expression, the hope in her heart was instantly shattered, just like the weak candlelight swaying in the wind was ruthlessly blown out.

"Madam, the castle can't be defended." Yasser's voice was low and hoarse, with endless fatigue and helplessness. He continued: "We must make a decision as soon as possible."

Mrs. Selys's body trembled slightly, and her eyes revealed a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness. "Are you asking us to surrender?" There was a question in her voice.

Yasser was silent for a moment, as if he was fighting a fierce struggle deep in his heart. Then, he slowly said: "We can only surrender, maybe this can save our lives."

Mrs. Selys widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief. "Surrender? How can we surrender to Targaryen? We are from the Baratheon family, and they will not let us go." Her words were full of adherence to family honor and fear of the enemy.

Yasser sighed helplessly. He knew that Lady Selyse's worries were not unreasonable, but they had no other choice. He said: "Madam, we have no other choice now. Continuing to resist will only make us die without a burial place. Surrender may be a way out."

He tried to persuade Lady Selyse to understand the current situation.

Yasser looked at the mother and daughter, his heart full of helplessness and sadness. He knew that their fate was no longer in his control. But he had to do his best to fight for a chance of survival for them.

Looking at Lady Selyse who was in a dilemma, Yasser urged: "Madam, time is running out, we must make a decision as soon as possible."

Lady Selyse bit her lips tightly, and her heart was in extreme struggle. Various possible consequences emerged in her mind, and each one made her feel terrified. Finally, she nodded helplessly, "Okay, you go and negotiate with the other party. As long as our lives are guaranteed, I can give up the castle."

Assel breathed a sigh of relief, and he immediately turned around and prepared to go out of the city to negotiate with the other party. He knew that if he surrendered, the other party would most likely guarantee the safety of everyone, but Shilin was a little uncertain.

Gavin's queen was Daenerys Targaryen, who was born on Dragonstone. Considering the hatred between the two families, the other party might let everyone go, but not necessarily Shireen.

No one could predict what the fate of this young girl would be.

A white flag was hung on the top of the city wall, and Yasser walked out of the castle alone with a nervous mood, and walked down the winding stairs.

Suddenly a roar came from the sky, and the Blazing Shadow fell from the sky, stepped on the handrails on both sides of the stairs with powerful claws, and roared at Yasser.

The huge sound exploded in the air like thunder, making Yasser's eardrums buzz.

Yasser, who was in close contact with the dragon, was almost frightened and collapsed on the ground. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

At this moment, Daenerys rode Viserion and slowly landed. Her eyes were majestic and firm, and her silver hair shone in the sun.

Gavin jumped off the Blazing Shadow's back and stood in front of Yasser.

Axel calmed himself, bowed respectfully, and said, "I am the acting lord of Dragonstone - Axel Floren. I am here to negotiate on behalf of Lady Selyse. As long as the safety of everyone in the castle can be guaranteed, we are willing to surrender and hand over the castle."