Chapter 245 Aemon the City Destroyer

Rumble, rumble.

The green flames poured down from the cracks opened by Menghuo. The high temperature that was enough to melt the rocks instantly went down the stairs and pipes of the entire bunker's above-ground buildings, reflecting the short stone fortress on the entire bunker's ground. Miserably green.

"hiss"

Horus couldn't help but tremble. He and Mortarion led their personal guards to hide in the palace at the deepest part of the bunker. But even though they had hid deep underground, he could still feel the rocks above his head melting, as if The creaking sound of stones being melted by flames echoed in my ears.

"Where are our reinforcements? Where are the reinforcements? Barbarians of Westeros, where did they hit?"

Horus felt like he was going crazy, even though he knew very well that even the legendary dragon kings of Valyria, those tyrant behemoths whose wings covered the sky and covered the sun, could not let the dragon flames threaten him who lived deep underground.

But his ears seemed to be ringing with the sounds of burning flames and the screams of the crowd all the time. These sounds were like devil's claws tugging at his heart, making him fearful and trembling all the time.

He still remembers that frontal battle. If there were only those iron cavalry and barbarian infantry, he was completely confident that he would win. His subordinates were well-equipped, and there were no less than twenty mercenary groups of various sizes, as well as Thousands of Dothraki cavalry, but when the dragon flew.

it's all over.

His most trusted subordinates, three heirs, and the old brothers who fought together to conquer the world all died in the dragon flames like a rainstorm, especially the dark green one with butterfly wing patterns on its wings. A ferocious dragon with a pair of antlers like antlers.

Horus was no longer simply afraid of the miserable green flames.

"Great Lord, there are no reinforcements." Mortarion stood aside dejectedly. He was confident in his castle, and he would never be threatened by the dragon flames if he stayed in this position. But being able to stop the dragon doesn't mean they can stop the army of Westeros.

Horus's army has been defeated, and there are only a few thousand people left in the three main bunkers. Mortarion has no confidence that these people can stop the elite army of Westeros.

"The army of the Great Lord Salish was stopped east of the Myr-Rhoynar Mountains by the armies of the barbarians of Westeros. With the dragons around, no one dares to rush through. Great Lord, we are the only ones left now."

Horus gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Deploy another hundred people to the position of the Bronze Gate. We must hold it until the Westeros barbarians run out of food and Kago Kao arrives with his cavalry, and we will be saved."

Mortarion nodded and immediately went down to prepare.

Only Horus was left slumped on his throne with a look of exhaustion, not knowing what he was thinking.

Or maybe not thinking about anything.

Phew.

Aemon looked at the man in front of him with lingering fear, whose head had been severed by Count Reyes' battle axe. This was the first time he had encountered a warrior like the Unsullied. Even though he had suffered countless wounds from the Dark Sisters, including a wound on his throat, he was still immune to severe pain and suffocation. Even if his head is beheaded, he can still struggle a few times.

He was nearly stabbed through by the Unsullied's spear.

"Your Highness, let's attack the rest of the way. You can take a rest." The white knight said helplessly. He looked at the Unsullied One who was still twitching and couldn't help but clicked his tongue. "The Vareses family trained this kind of soldiers many years ago. It is said that they once fought against the rebels under the dragon flames of Tesselion. But now there are no Unsullied in the Silver Blood Army."

Aemon shook his head firmly: "I am the commander-in-chief, and I am the one who promised His Majesty to capture the main castle. How can I not be the first one?"

The young knight prince showed a big smile: "Don't worry, the warrior is on our side."

He raised the Dark Sisters towards the soldiers behind. The white knight could only helplessly lift the torch and continued to follow the young knight prince towards the depths of the tunnel.

on the ground.

The bunker's surface buildings could no longer hold up and collapsed under the combined destruction of the dragon flames and trebuchets. However, before being burned by Sendros' dragon flames, the remaining soldiers sealed off the passage to the underground. , completely cutting off the possibility of the Westeros army entering the core of the bunker from the surface buildings of the bunker.

They abandoned the other two bunkers and tried their best to shrink the main castle with the largest defense and the deepest one.

"Dan, have you found anything?" Kong Yi roared and passed over the still smoking battlefield, and Jakaris asked loudly and disgraced.

Sendros slowly landed on a charred ruins, the dragon's head was slightly close to the ground, the miserable green dragon flames spurted out again, the rocks melted, the soil exploded, revealing the dark underground depths.

"Still not." Dan was also a little irritated. Dream Fire on the other side slowly rose into the air. Seeing Dream Fire flying in another direction, Dai Lun could not find the corresponding position in the tunnel.

"No, Cendros is listening." Dan replied: "Prince Aemon has brought three hundred people. Their voices will be very loud. The dragon can hear sounds that we cannot hear. I hope the prince can arrive at the predetermined location safely. "

Jakaris nodded and continued to look for the next possible location. Haiyan hovered over the battlefield, and with Terekxiu watching over him, this giant dragon without a rider for the time being would not cause any trouble.

It is also needed to determine Aemon's location.

underground.

Aemon finally led the soldiers to break through the last line of defense in the tunnel.

What came into view was a huge hole. The bronze-cast gate blocked the entrance to the deeper part. The naturally formed "wall" of rock was densely covered with various arrow holes and small holes that could accommodate a person standing.

"Raise your shield!"

Aemon raised his shield without hesitation. Even with such a quick reaction, several crossbow arrows were still nailed on his armor, but the knights reacted even faster. Some of them had even raised their shields long ago, waiting for this moment.

"Your Highness, where is the dragon?"

Earl Reyes moved carefully to Prince Aemon with his shield raised, but saw Aemon's unconcealable smile.

Finally found it.

Aemon shouted in High Valyrian without hesitation.

"Haiyan, I'm here, Dragon Flame!"

Boom boom boom.

The familiar tremor came again. Countless pieces of rubble fell from the top dome.

"Everyone, raise your shields, retreat!"

Aemon's voice was soon drowned out by the louder tremors and the terrified voices of the soldiers beside the bronze door.

Boom!

The thick dome shattered. Countless stones fell from the sky, stirring up a cloud of dust on the open ground.

A huge dragon claw slowly stretched out.