Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord

Seeing such a scene, Byron Heywood knew that the situation was over. What he would face next would be losing everything. The huge wealth he had worked hard to accumulate for half his life would be ruthlessly taken away, and his many lovers would invest without hesitation. In the arms of others, even his offspring may be killed with him. Despair and fear were like two merciless hands, tightly strangling his throat, causing him to completely lose his mind.

Since he was destined to lose everything, he didn't mind dragging everyone along to be buried with him.

Before the voting was over, he immediately turned around and hurried toward the door. No one in the council hall reacted for a moment, and no one took action to stop him.

After Byron Heywood opened the door suddenly, he shouted hoarsely at the Unsullied guards waiting outside the door: "Control everyone in here! Anyone who dares to move will be shot to death!" The Unsullied They acted upon hearing the order, drew out their gleaming weapons one after another, rushed into the hall like a tide, and tightly surrounded the MPs.

The congressmen looked at Byron Heywood in horror, their eyes filled with disbelief, as if they were seeing a completely unfamiliar demon. The hall suddenly fell into a deathly silence, as if even the air had frozen.

Byron Heywood ignored the panic-stricken people in the council hall, quickly summoned his confidants, and ordered in a hurry: "Search the whips that control the Unsullied on those congressmen, and take people to seize their mansions for me." "Anyone who resists will be killed and a notice will be posted in the city saying that I will hire all mercenaries at double price to join the war."

His cronies listened blankly to this crazy order, their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe their ears for a moment. It wasn't until he was whipped hard by Byron Heywood that he woke up from a dream and hurriedly took orders and ran to make arrangements.

At this time, on the Belleris, Hassan was reporting the carefully calculated casualties to Gavin with a solemn expression.

"Sir, in yesterday's battle, more than 500 soldiers of our fleet were killed and nearly a thousand were injured. Five warships unfortunately sank, and two were extremely damaged. Fortunately, the warships were successfully towed to Yege Island. In the future, It should still be put into use after repair. In addition, we successfully sank 27 enemy ships and captured 23 warships. However, the damage conditions of these warships varied. Most of them were long ships, so the number that could be put into use immediately was not high. In addition, we have captured more than 1,500 soldiers, and I have properly placed these prisoners on Night Song Island."

Gavin nodded slightly after hearing this. He brought out most of the power of the Stepstone Islands in this battle, a total of sixty sail warships and more than 4,000 soldiers.

Although Youlong provided huge help in the naval battle, he was still quite satisfied with the battle loss ratio. I have always insisted on the decision to gradually replace fleet ships with sailing battleships, and now it seems to be correct. After successfully capturing Reese this time, we must continue to vigorously promote the update and replacement of the fleet. Only in this way can we have absolute control of the sea.

Gavin looked calm and said slowly: "First place the wounded properly. We will not carry out landing operations for the time being. The casualties would be too great. Let the fleet surround Reese tightly. It won't take long for food to appear in the city. The shortage situation. Wait until the city is in chaos before taking action. Has the envoy to persuade us to surrender returned?"

Hassan responded immediately: "Not yet, sir. I am looking for help from Alek, who has had business dealings with us, but in my opinion, there is little hope. Byron Heywood will not surrender so easily. "

Gavin also smiled and said: "I didn't have high hopes for surrender. After all, the conditions we gave were too harsh. As long as Byron Haywood doesn't want to die, he will never surrender. My purpose is Let them be divided. By then, Reese will inevitably fall into civil strife and let them consume each other's strength. No matter who wins in the end, it will be a good thing for us, and it will be much easier when we attack the city."

With the large-scale mobilization of the army in the city of Reese, people in the streets and alleys were suddenly panicked, and shops closed their doors tightly for fear of being involved in this sudden storm. The originally lively market became deserted, with only the occasional footsteps of soldiers passing by in a hurry breaking the silence.

The troops supporting Byron Heywood's forces were like out-of-control beasts. They not only looted the mansions of the congressmen, but also took the opportunity to plunder the shops of merchants in the city. They kicked open the ornate doors, looted all the property, killed any merchants who resisted, raped women, and trampled on people's dignity.

This atrocity aroused strong resistance from the wealthy merchants. They summoned their own guards and launched a fierce confrontation with Byron Heywood's army. For a moment, the entire city was ablaze with flames, shouts of killing, and the sounds of weapons clashing together.

Blood stained the streets and raging fires engulfed the houses. Women and children screamed in terror and fled in search of safety. Soldiers from both sides fought hand to hand in the narrow alley, with swords and swords flashing, and someone fell every moment.

Some innocent civilians were involved in the melee and became victims. They were either shot by stray arrows or accidentally killed by out-of-control soldiers. The originally peaceful city has now become a hell on earth, in chaos.

The turmoil in the city has lasted for ten days. Resources have been exhausted in the fighting, and food and water are in extreme shortage. Hunger and disease began to spread among the crowd. The injured soldiers and innocent civilians groaned in pain but received no effective treatment.

The hired mercenaries had already gone mad with killing and completely lost their minds. They no longer obeyed any orders and burned, killed and looted in the city based on their instincts.

Byron Heywood, who had barely controlled the city defense army, also saw a sharp decline in his control over the army. Soldiers mutinied every day, and some even turned against him and joined the camp that resisted him.

The streets were full of corpses, no one cleaned them up, and they exuded a disgusting stench. Hungry people frantically searched for everything they could eat, and even starving people began to attack soldiers for food.

Most of the wells in the city had dried up, and the few remaining water sources were heavily guarded, but conflicts over water sources still occurred from time to time, each time accompanied by blood and death.

Byron Heywood tried to reorganize the army and restore order, but his orders seemed so pale and powerless in this chaos. His confidants also began to panic, not knowing when this disaster would end.