Chapter 169 The Dragon's Threat

"Sir? What should we do? Should we go to the port?" Seeing that Commander Jaime was hesitant to speak, an old soldier of the Lannister family asked anxiously. His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of worry and anxiety, as if waiting for an answer that would determine his fate.

This voice awakened Jaime, who was in a dilemma. He frowned, and his eyes flashed with complex light.

Let's go and see the situation first, after all, he also knows something about Gavin.

The size of the dragon is far less than that of the legendary Black Death. Jaime, who has never faced a dragon, has always believed in his heart that it is just a huge beast.

With the dragon hunting crossbow, it may not be impossible to shoot it down, just like the Dornish did in history.

What he really worried about was how many troops the other side had landed. The intelligence he had learned before was that although the fleet of the Stepstone Islands was very powerful, it was only at sea.

Although they have the ability to attack any coastal town, the main combat power of the Stepstone Islands is mostly navy and warships. After landing, they, with two legs, would never be the opponent of the Westeros knights. This was also the reason why Robert dared to start a war before. As long as they could suppress the opponent's fleet in the naval battle, landing would be as simple as suppressing the rebellion in the Iron Islands.

Thinking of this, Jaime said coldly: "You go report the news to the Red Castle, and the rest of you, follow me to the port to have a look."

"But, Sir Jaime, is that a dragon?" A golden robe who escaped back said with a worried face.

His voice was full of fear, as if the dragon was an invincible demon.

Hearing the complaints of the golden robe, Jaime's irritability seemed to have found a vent. He opened his eyes wide, whipped the golden robe in the face, and shouted loudly: "No matter what, it is your duty to protect King's Landing and the king. There are enough dragon hunting crossbows on the city wall to fight back. Everyone, follow the order!"

The golden robe who was whipped covered his face, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but he dared not say anything more.

The other soldiers looked at each other, and although they were still afraid, they could only bite the bullet and prepare to execute the order under the majesty of Jaime.

At the port, the Blazing Shadow spread its huge wings, covering the sky and the sun. It kept spewing blazing flames from its mouth, and the blazing flames were like a torrent of destruction, sweeping everything.

The ship burned in the flames, making crackling sounds, as if it was a desperate wail.

The flames danced, as if it was a dance of death, shrouding the entire port in a terrifying atmosphere.

The Stone Steps Islands fleet in the distance had already stopped shooting, because there was no complete warship in King's Landing at this moment.

The Royal Fleet, which had lost its command and was divided, never launched any counterattacks from beginning to end. The sailors who escaped by chance hid under the city wall and trembled. Only the dragon hunting crossbows above their heads could give them some sense of security, but they didn't know that the golden robes on the city wall were also nervous and their legs were trembling, and they were sweating all over, not much better than them.

When James climbed up the city wall, he found that he was wrong before. In the dark night, the sea of ​​fire made the sky red as blood, as if it was the end of the world. In this doomsday scene, the figure of the dragon looked particularly hideous and terrifying.

Although there was still a long distance from the dragon, the huge body of the other party that covered the sky and the sun still had a great impact on his heart.

The mountain-like body seemed to contain endless power, and every scale flashed a mysterious and dangerous light under the reflection of the fire.

The dragon's flexible and agile speed made him deeply doubt the effectiveness of the dragon hunting crossbow.

James imagined the slow firing speed of the dragon hunting crossbow, and a sense of despair surged in his heart. Facing such a flexible dragon, can the dragon hunting crossbow really hit it? Even if it hits, can it really cause fatal damage to it?

The entire port has been engulfed by the sea of ​​fire, and the sky is reflected red, like a burning blood cloud. Thick smoke billows up, like black towers, blocking the light of the stars and the moon.

The light of the flame flickered on Jaime's face, and his hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly. Fortunately, the troops of the Stepstones did not land, and he had the idea of ​​escaping from King's Landing with Cersei and the child in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, Jaime forced himself to restrain his fear. He knew that he could not retreat at this moment.

He chose to command here and sent a message to the Red Keep to let the king prepare to evacuate King's Landing at any time. If he left the city wall now, the garrison would inevitably collapse, and King's Landing would completely lose its defense. Rather than believing that those golden robes could delay the opponent's attack, it is better to believe in the chastity of prostitutes. He wants to buy time here.

Gavin in the air also noticed the movement on the city wall. After the chaos, it quickly quieted down. The dragon hunter was still alert to the sky. Obviously, a big man had just come to the city wall and stabilized the opponent's army.

Looking at the city wall that was still like a hedgehog, Gavin couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He didn't mind taking advantage of the situation to capture King's Landing once. He had been coveting the dragon bones in the Red Castle for a long time, but now that he could destroy the Royal Fleet, he was already very satisfied, and there was no need to risk attacking the city.

Gavin patted Blazing Shadow: "Let's go, my friend, we'll come back here later."

Blazing Shadow heard the order and immediately flapped his huge wings to fly away.

The fleet below also began to retreat as if it had received a signal, leaving behind only a port engulfed by a sea of ​​fire and people full of fear.

As Blazing Shadow and the Stone Steps Archipelago fleet went away, James's tense nerves still did not relax. He looked at the destroyed port with a heavy heart.

The lights in the captain's cabin of the Belleris were dim and quiet. Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink, so deep that it seemed to swallow everything.

Gavin stood in front of the window, gently turning an empty wine glass in his hand, looking through the porthole at the dark world outside with his deep purple eyes.

Although he has the physique of an immortal, he will still feel thirsty after hovering over the sea of ​​fire for a long time.

Gavin gently put down the cup and ordered to Hassan who was standing respectfully beside him: "Send the order and have the fleet blockade the outside of the throat and the narrow sea route in batches. Any ships traveling between Westeros and Essos will be blocked." , all must pay taxes and obtain our permission before they can pass.”

Hassan frowned slightly, hesitated and said: "Your Majesty, to block the outside of the Throat and the Narrow Sea, I am afraid that most of the warships will be used, and there are more than ten routes to Essos after exiting the Throat, both of which are on two continents. I'm worried that it will be difficult to seal the main route tightly? The Free Trade City may also be dissatisfied with our tax collection."

Gavin raised his chin slightly and said with firm eyes: "Don't worry, if those merchant ships dare to resist, we will use force to deter them. The only thing that can threaten us is the Purple Fleet. Now we have the advantage in the Narrow Sea and only tax revenue That’s all, Braavos doesn’t dare to act rashly.”

Hassan asked Gavin for instructions again: "Your Majesty, according to Maester Qyburn's information, the Lannister fleet will arrive at King's Landing in about two days. Should we intercept them at the Throat?"

Gavin waved his hand slightly, raised a confident arc at the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "No need, although the Lannister is rich, the size of the fleet is pitifully small, with about forty warships. About the same time , the White Harbor fleet will also arrive at King's Landing. Now that Ned Stark has been captured, we just need to watch the show quietly, and King's Landing will not care about us at all. "

Hassan immediately straightened his body and replied with great respect: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will make arrangements right away."

As a return horn sounded in the dark night, the Belerys and the entire fleet slowly turned around and sailed towards Dragonstone, gradually disappearing into the vast night.