Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord

After Jalal left, Gavin looked at Missandei again and ordered: "Go and count the property in the pyramids and the supplies in the city."

Missandei was still immersed in the terrifying atmosphere brought by the dragon flame just now, and had not yet completely recovered. When she heard Gavin's words, she was shocked at first and became nervous involuntarily.

She hurriedly said: "Master. No. Your Majesty, am I alone? Those Unsullied will not listen to me." Her voice was full of trembling and nervousness.

Gavin smiled, handed the Harpy Whip in his hand to the Blood Dragon Guard beside him, and said slowly: "These six Blood Dragon Guards will stay by your side to protect you. They will carry the whips, and you can command the Unsullied. After all the property is counted, they will be sealed and wait for me to deal with it when I come back."

Missandei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after hearing this. She looked at Gavin and asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, are you leaving?"

Gavin nodded slightly and said: "I will go to the Worm River to see the situation. You can do this well. I will give you freedom when I come back."

Hearing Gavin's promise, Missandei's eyes flashed with surprise. This is something she has never thought of. Freedom is so precious and out of reach for her.

She hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I will definitely do this well." Although there was still some nervousness in her voice, there was more excitement. She knew that this was her chance to change her destiny.

Gavin nodded slightly after hearing this, and then turned around and jumped on the dragon back of Blazing Shadow.

Blazing Shadow felt Gavin's order and roared excitedly.

Its huge wings slowly spread out, and each scale shone with a metallic luster under the sunlight.

As the wings spread out, a strong airflow surged from under its body, blowing Missandei almost unsteadily.

The Blazing Shadow flapped its wings hard, and in an instant, a strong wind whistled up. Its feet pushed the ground hard, and its entire huge body slowly left the ground. As its wings continued to flap, it rose faster and faster, and the dust on the ground was rolled up, forming small whirlwinds.

The people of Astapor saw the dragon flying in the air again, and the fear in their hearts was ignited again. The women covered their children's ears tightly to try to block the deafening dragon roar. The people in the houses also closed the doors and windows, hid in the corners, trembling, and their eyes were full of despair and fear.

The Blazing Shadow circled in the air, and its huge figure blocked the sunlight, casting a huge shadow on the entire city of Astapor.

Then, it flew towards the direction of the Worm River and soon disappeared from people's sight.

At this time, a fight was unfolding on the east bank of the Worm River. The shouts of the two sides were earth-shaking, as if they were going to tear the whole sky apart.

The rebels were like surging waves, constantly attacking the defense line of the rebel army. The successive victories made their morale high. The eyes of the rebel soldiers were burning with the desire for freedom and anger against oppression. Even though they were wearing simple armor, and some were even wearing only tattered cloth, they still raised their weapons and continued to attack the opponent's defense line.

On the other hand, the slave soldiers of the rebel army were defeated by the rebels in front of Linhe Town. When they learned that the wooden bridge was demolished, their morale was low and their army was scattered. After being forced to retreat to the Worm River, they were surrounded by the rebels on three sides.

However, they were formally trained soldiers after all, and after losing their retreat, the rebels burst out with superb combat power in despair.

They held their spears and shields tightly in their hands, forming a solid line of defense, and stubbornly resisted the attack of the rebels.

Morizdan, the commander of the rebellion army, stood on a high ground, his face full of irritation and anxiety.

He had never thought that these rebellious slaves would be so large in scale, and he felt humiliated to be defeated by these lowly slaves.

He looked at the chaotic situation on the battlefield, his heart filled with despair.

He knew that his army had fallen into a desperate situation, but he still held a glimmer of hope. This place was not far from Astapor. Yesterday he sent many messengers to Astapor for help. As long as he could hold on until the Unsullied arrived, he would have the hope of winning.

"Damn slaves, I will make you live a life worse than death when the Unsullied come!" Morizdan roared angrily.

His eyes were fixed on the battlefield, and his hand was tightly holding the hilt of the sword. He kept sending messengers to command the war.

In the rear of the rebels, Kyle commanded the battle with confidence. He knew that the rebels were in a desperate situation. As long as he continued to increase the pressure on them, the slave soldiers of the other side might mutiny tonight, or even turn against their own side, just like when he captured Linhe Town.

Seeing that one of the rebels in front of him was exhausted from attacking, he immediately ordered another to come forward and replace the other side.

Suddenly, a deafening roar exploded over the battlefield like thunder.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the soldiers who were fighting stopped their actions at the same time, and looked up at the sky in horror.

I saw the huge and suffocating body of Chiying suddenly appear over the battlefield, circling continuously.

The soldiers on both sides widened their eyes and stared blankly at the huge figure that covered the sky and the sun in the sky.

"What is that?" A young soldier asked in a trembling voice, and the weapon he had been holding tightly in his hand was a little unstable at this moment.

The old soldier next to him was also shocked. He swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "This seems to be a dragon. I have only heard of dragons in legends. I didn't expect to see it today. What is going on? Is it a punishment from the gods?"

"Look, there is someone on the dragon's back. This dragon has a rider." A terrified cry instantly broke out from a soldier's mouth, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of waves.

Then, the cry spread rapidly like a plague

The cry came one after another, and the whole battlefield fell into chaos.

Countless soldiers put down their weapons and knelt on the ground to pray for the protection of the gods.

"God, save us!"

Kyle stared at the blazing shadow in the air in a daze, his face became extremely ugly. He had seen someone on the dragon's back, and he was worried that this was the foreign aid invited by the good lords. Facing such a huge monster, he couldn't muster the courage to fight.

Morizdan looked ashen. He looked at the giant dragon in the air in despair, his heart full of fear and helplessness. His knowledge far surpassed that of anyone present. He knew clearly who the dragon's master was. The good masters had just offended the other party not long ago. Now the purpose of the dragon's appearance here was self-evident. He no longer had any hope.

In front of this giant dragon, as noble as the good master, he was as small as an ant.