Chapter 525: Run away

"Ho—"

The black dragon uttered a roar, the huge figure shuttled through the rain curtain, and then swooped down extremely fast, spitting out dragon flames.

boom--

The turbulent dragon flames pouring down, destroying a large number of giant crossbows on the ground, the soldiers of the storm ground screamed, and then were buried in the sea of fire.

The corresponding dragon swooped down from the sky and had two crossbow bolts inserted into its body. However, Bellerion didn't care. The pain only aroused its bloodthirsty, and the violent dragon flames constantly washed the earth.

Rumbling--

The trebuchet was also submerged in the flames, and the tall shelf collapsed suddenly.

A bucket of kerosene to be poured on the boulder was detonated, making a huge explosion, and the flames skyrocketed and even a small mushroom cloud rose up.

"what--"

More Stormland soldiers were swallowed by flames, the water on their bodies was instantly dried up, they made a terrible cry, and then lost their lives in terrible pain.

"Fight back!"

However, there are still many large crossbows prepared by the Stormlands army, and none of them have been burned under the attack of Bellerion.

Some of them are on the flat hillsides, and some are hidden in the woods. They are scattered in a wide area, just for fear that they will be destroyed by the dragon with a mouthful of dragon flames.

"Quick! Get up quickly!"

Faced with mythological creatures like giant dragons, the ambitious soldiers of the Stormlands were directly defeated at first.

However, lying on the ground holding his head, waited until the dragon's figure flew across the sky, and recovered his life, then he came back to his senses.

"Kill it!"

"Kill this beast!"

The knights of Stormlands rode on their war horses, looking up at the dragon above their heads and flew into the distance, angrily drew out their swords and shouted angrily.

Bang bang bang ——

Then there were several bursts of the bowstrings of the giant crossbow, and the crossbow screamed through the air, rushing straight to the sky, but it did not hit the distant target.

When the dragon is high in the sky, the target becomes smaller and the crossbow sight becomes larger. It is almost impossible to hit the target. Their only chance is to shoot it when Bellerion dives down.

However, the dragon flies extremely fast when it is close to the ground, and a giant crossbow needs the cooperation of several soldiers at the same time.

Two soldiers were responsible for adjusting the shooting angle and aiming by shaking the pull shaft, several soldiers were responsible for pulling the bowstrings, and one soldier pressed the giant crossbow bolts comparable to the spears into the grooves similar to the rifling, and finally worked together to hold the crossbow bolts together. Launched out.

Therefore, to use a large number of giant crossbows to deal with the dragon requires not only excellent skills, but also luck.

"Ho—"

Bellerion's roar spread across the sky.

It flew in mid-air, spewing dragon flames to clean the crossbow bolts inserted on its body, burning them to ashes, and then dived down again.

The battle has entered a white-hot stage. There is strong pressure from Bellerion in the sky, and the resistance of the stormy army on the ground has become more and more difficult, and even the front line has begun to shake and become precarious.

And Stannis Baratheon, who has taken charge of the Duke of Wind's Breath, and the Lord of Storms, is naturally unable to sit still when seeing this scene.

"Let the cavalry move out."

"Yes, my lord!"

Then he finally played another card and sent the cavalry from Stormlands to take the initiative to entangle the cavalry of Targaryen and protect the center line from the flanks.

Rumbling--

The cavalry troops behind the Stormfield line began to dispatch.

They were wearing all kinds of family armors, with colorful coats of arms and decorations printed on their chests. The hooves rumbling, the heavy hoofs stepped on the muddy ground, and then splashed with mud.

"kill!"

"Kill all the clutter!"

"Kick them out of our homes!"

The cavalry in Stormlands had already geared up for a long time, and finally waited for the opportunity to attack.

In fact, these cavalry knights are the real main force of the Stormlands army. They are composed of nobles and their family soldiers. They have undergone rigorous training, and naturally they are not at the same level as the fighting power of the young men who were temporarily captured.

Then, with the sound of rumbling iron hoofs, storm ground cavalry swarmed into the battlefield, and the situation on the battlefield changed again.

"kill!"

Clang--

The cavalry fought and brandished their long swords and collided, and their armors rubbed against each other. From time to time, a knight was stabbed with a spear, screamed, and fell from the horse's back.

Bang--

Other war horses slammed into each other, the war horses neighed in pain, and the knights on horseback landed on both sides, and then drew their knives and fumbled on the muddy ground. The white knives went in and the red knives came out.

Finally, one of the war elephants of the Golden Group crashed down. This adult male gray elephant was draped in a golden armor, but was covered with spears, and his body was bathed with blood.

Behind it were the corpses of soldiers in the Stormlands, and a passage of flesh and blood was plowed out, causing heavy losses to the troops in the Stormlands.

"Devil…"

Many soldiers looked at this behemoth, and watched it step on their partners into mud, and couldn't help but break down emotionally, threw down their weapons and turned their heads and fled.

However, this adult male gray elephant finally couldn't hold on at this moment. It finally let out a loud wailing. The two front legs that were as strong as stone pillars softened, and then collapsed and hit the ground heavily.

"Devil!"

"This monster is dead!"

Seeing the war elephant crashing down, the soldiers in Stormlands couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then cheered.

However, the fall of a war elephant is not enough to change the situation of the entire war. This vigorous battle of the Copper Gate City has been fought from early morning to dusk.

The setting sun went down.

The blood of the soldiers on both sides dyed the land red, and the drums and horns continued to sound. Although Stannis was a battle-tested commander, he is still poor at the moment. After all, he has used all the means to change this. The end of the war.

In the end, the stormy land army could not withstand the attack of the Targaryen army, the sky dragon flew, and there were war elephants roaring on the ground, and the front line collapsed from one point, and then quickly spread to the whole army in an irreversible situation.

"escape!"

"Run away!"

The stormtroopers began to collapse, even if Stannis personally went to supervise the battle and led the supervising team to kill the deserters, they would not be able to prevent the soldiers from fleeing.

Even some members of the supervising team were killed by the deserter with a sword, and the two sides suddenly fought with each other. The supervising team and the deserter fought together, and the scene was completely out of control.

"Master Stannis!"

"The war is over, quickly retreat to Wind's Breath Castle!"

The Onion Knight slapped his horse and rushed to Stannis's side~www.NovelMTL.com~ said anxiously.

"I will not give up my soldiers!"

Stannis's face was bloodstained, and he had just killed several deserters, but he couldn't prevent the collapse of the battle.

"You are the commander-in-chief, not a special infantry!"

Davos was anxious and couldn't help even swearing, and then he winked at the guard next to Stannis.

The guards immediately understood, they picked up Stannis and put him on the horse, and Stannis resisted symbolically and ranted a few times, but then he was put on the horse by the guards.

Riding on a horse, he turned his head and took a last look at the soldiers of Stormlands who were being slaughtered from one side to the other. An expression of unwillingness appeared on his face. In the end, his legs were clamped into the stomach of the horse.

"go!"

He immediately fled the battlefield surrounded by soldiers.