Chapter 522: The beginning of the war

In the early morning of the next day, after a night of heavy rain, the road from Wende River to Tongmen City was full of mud.

The Stormlands Army was stationed on the hills south of Copper Gate City, with flags symbolizing the various families flying, and among them was the Baratheon family's crowned stag flag.

"All stand in a row!"

"The spearman is ahead!"

The Stormlands army occupies a high position, gradually forming a formation, overlooking the Targaryen army below.

The knights of the Targaryen army also came out of the camp on their horses. Compared with the countless flags of the Stormy Land army, which represented the various families, the flags of the Targaryen army were relatively simple.

In the Targaryen army, the atmosphere of various nobles and families was downplayed, because all military power belonged to the country and belonged to the royal family.

The knights of various families only acted as wartime commanders in the army, and all soldiers swear allegiance to the entire country, rather than a specific nobleman.

Even if a certain new soldier came from the river, he would not be loyal to the local lord, but directly swore allegiance to the king.

Therefore, the flag of the Golden Regiment, which is also the Kingdom’s Fourth Army, is a light yellow flag with the three-headed fire dragon on the top and the golden skull on the bottom.

"Array!"

"Array!"

The endless Targaryen army soldiers walked out of the camp, and the knights in the army commanded the soldiers array loudly on their horses.

"Line up!"

"Everyone, move fast!"

The heavy rain last night made the entire battlefield muddy. Soldiers holding weapon shields in their hands, stepping on the muddy ground with one foot and one foot are arranging formations.

Although the heavy rain last night has ceased, the patter of light rain above my head never seems to stop.

The silver-haired youth who disappeared in the rain last night has naturally returned. Viselis is riding a white horse, wearing Valyrian steel armor and two long swords tied around his waist.

One of these is his Sabre Twilight, and the other is the Dark Sister he found in the cave last night.

In the cave last night, Viserys pulled out the Dark Sisters who were plugged into the crow’s head and piled up into a mountain. Then the outside world began to flash and thunder. He didn’t know what happened, but he faintly speculated that it might be related to the legendary **** of storm.于Associated.

Because according to the record in a book that Veselis once read.

‘The God of Storm is the eternal enemy of the God of Drowning. He lives in the hall in the clouds, and the Crow is his servant. He sets traps to lure Iron Seed to his own destruction. ’

Since Viselis is now in a stormy place, and encountering such a thunderstorm, coupled with the heads of crows everywhere, it is difficult not to move closer to the direction of the **** of the storm.

But guessing is just speculation. He still found some tangible evidence. He picked up a white jade-like crow head from the pile of skeletons. He was suppressed right under the Dark Sisters, in the middle of Skull Mountain. .

When Viselis touched this head, which was obviously larger than the heads of other crows, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, like a burst of electric current passing through his body, and even his fingers were slightly numb.

However, Viselis wanted to use this to go back to the past of this giant crow head, but he didn’t know why it failed. The old god’s divine power was not enough to help him see the past of this crow head, so he had to take this head. Taken back with the Dark Sisters.

...

And at this moment.

Step on...

Before the Targaryen army lined up, a war horse ran towards Viselis.

"His Majesty."

The commander of the Golden Regiment, Mies Toyn, wore a golden armor with a big red cloak fluttering behind him. Riding a black tall horse, he walked to the hills against the patter of rain.

Wow----

Then the heavy armor on his body made a noise, and Mies Toyn sat on the horseback and beat his chest with one hand, bowing slightly to salute Viselis.

The silver-haired youth also rode a horse and stood in the rain, holding the reins in both hands with metal gloves.

He looked at the neatly lined Targaryen army, then turned his head and glanced at the Stormlands army, which was the first to occupy the high position in the distance, then retracted his gaze and nodded to Mies Toyn.

Then the commander of the Golden Regiment slapped his horse and rushed down the hill, personally directing the entire battle, while Veselis was a bystander, quietly watching on the hill.

...

"I heard that the tyrant's dragon is bigger than Aegon's?"

Soldiers in the Stormlands army were whispering, watching the Targaryen army on the opposite side line up. The difference between the numbers of the two sides is not very large, and perhaps the number of the Targaryen army will be even smaller.

Because of the battle report from the high court, Dorn's army was defeated, Veselis changed the battle plan before leaving King's Landing, and sent Dothraki's army to the high court to help his allies.

Dothraki's army was led by Kargo, who had been the commander of the Allied cavalry.

"This is pure nonsense."

The other soldier shook his head when he heard him.

"How could Veselis' dragon be as big as Aegon?"

"This is what Stannis lied to us. How can we summon so many soldiers without frightening?"

"If Veselis's dragon is really bigger than Aegon's, what else shall we fight?"

"But I hope..."

The soldiers in Stormlands were whispering to each other. Although it was on the eve of the war, the overall atmosphere was not tense.

The main reason is that the number of people on his side seems to be more, and it occupies a geographical advantage.

In the war of this era, there are several iron laws that can be followed, and the party with a larger number can generally win the war.

And for this storm of war to prepare adequately, the lords everywhere threatened and lured, arresting the strong.

Almost all of the men in various territories ranging from sixty to fourteen-five years old were arrested~www.NovelMTL.com~ The strong ones can take up arms and join the army, while the weak can also be in the rear. Make some bows and arrows, giant crossbows, transport supplies and so on.

Even the women didn't let it go. They buried the pot and cooked food for the soldiers on the front line and treated their wounds.

On the other side, there was a sudden second of silence on the battlefield, like a stone weighing on everyone's heart.

"Everyone, listen to my orders!"

At this moment, the general of the Targaryen Army, Mies Toyn, wore a gold armor and a big red cloak. He drew out the long sword around his waist, and then shouted loudly.

"Ready to attack!"

Woo-

In an instant, the blood-spraying horn sounded, and the sound of countless war drums was shaking and thunderous roars.

"Kill! Light! Him! People!"

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