"Hahahaha! Look! It's spices! There's a whole warehouse of spices! We're rich!"

"What are spices? Look at this! The finest silk from the Eastern Continent! As long as the arm is that long, you can exchange it for a set of fine steel armor. ”

"Shut up, fool! It's wise to stop grabbing things and find a beautiful young woman to enjoy them. You must know that the women of the Iron Islands are not as good as the women of Old Town. ”

"Agreed! Matt was right! If we move any slower, the good women will be robbed by the bastards on the other boats. I don't want to play with second-hand stuff that they've destroyed. ”

......

Shouting, yelling, crying, pleading, and mingling with the excitement and yelling, the whole old town is already in a hellish state right now.

The iron breeders who rushed into the city killed almost every man they saw, and rushed to the ground to vent their animal desires when they saw a woman, and in just one day, they destroyed the largest and most prosperous port city in Westeros.

Although many of the remaining defenders and merchant guards still relied on the favorable terrain to put up their last resistance, they were few in number, and they were divided into only their own money and goods, and their wives and daughters were humiliated to death by the enemy.

The darkest and ugliest side of human nature is completely released at this moment.

However, compared to most of the Iron Folk who robbed and raped like crazy under the captain's leadership, Fleet Commander Victarion was much calmer and was leading his cronies to launch a siege on the Tower, the last stronghold of the Hightower family.

Because whether it was Charm Pocket Watch's instructions to cure his subconscious, or for safety reasons, he had to completely destroy all resistance in the city to ensure that everyone could retreat safely after the robbery.

You must know that the riverbend region is not a sparsely populated northern border, as long as you capture a town or fortress, even a large area around it will be defenseless and allowed to be ravaged by the enemy.

The really scary thing about the riverbend is that the rich land can support an adequate population, and an adequate population means soldiers.

Not to mention the reinforcements from the High Court that only need a few days to reach the old town by water, just the small nobles gathered in the surrounding area of the old town are enough to make the iron people unable to eat and walk, plus the Hightower family hidden in the towering tower, at that time, there will be a combination of inside and outside, maybe a third to half of the sailors will not be able to return to the ship alive.

Therefore, in the eyes of Victor Leone, the Tower of Babel is a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh, and he must be beaten down no matter what.

Looking at the tallest man-made structure in the known world, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and roared loudly, "Oil!

"Captain, the sailors have now collected twenty cans of fire oil, more than a hundred cans of fats refined from animal fats and vegetable fats, and at your command, we can turn the bottom two layers into a sea of fire in no time. The first mate responded excitedly.

Apparently, like all the sailors of the Iron Isles, he was still in the ecstasy of storming the old town, completely unaware that it would not be long before a terrible catastrophe would befall him.

"Then what are you waiting for!I'm going to make this damn tower the graveyard of the Hightowers!" Victor gave the order to attack without hesitation.

Without saying a word, the crew waiting at the entrance lifted the clay pot filled with various grease and threw it directly inside the tower.

"Damn! it's oil! they're trying to set us on fire!" a hightower knight drenched in oil yelled as he quickly backed away.

But before he could retreat to the second floor, an arrow burst through the air with a red flame and fell to the ground with a thud, igniting the oil that was flowing everywhere.

Moment!

More than thirty elite soldiers, including knights, were engulfed in scorching flames!

The sturdy armor on their bodies had become the most terrifying life-seeking noose at this moment, and in less than half a minute, all the undershirts had been burned away, and the reddened steel was pressed against the skin, making a snorting sound, followed by the smell of burnt roasted meat that permeated the sea breeze.

No matter how much he struggled and rolled, he couldn't extinguish the flames on his body.

Eventually, in extreme pain, they gradually curled up in a ball, from a living person to a blackened charred corpse with black hair all over their bodies, and even after being touched by something, these corpses would convulse or shake violently.

Admiring the horror in front of him, Victor curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and said to a young captive beside him, "See? This is the end of the rebellion! I will let you go back now, and tell Leighton Hightower that if he knows each other, surrender immediately, or I will burn it layer by layer." At that point, Hightower will be history forever. ”

"Hmph! Dream! The Hightower family will never submit to the feet of a robber like you! Not to mention do you know how many floors the Tower of Basky has? Do you know how many great secrets are hidden inside? No, you don't know anything at all, you are ignorant. The young man puffed out his chest and mocked his enemies with impunity.

There is no need to ask, he knows that he has long put life and death on the line, and he has no hope of surviving from the moment he is captured.

"Really, let's try it then! Gather oil from the whole old town and burn the tower! Oh, I almost forgot, I'm afraid you won't see that scene. Annoyed, Victalion fell with an axe and cut off the captive's head.

Burst!

Scarlet blood gushed out, and the young man's head rolled off his neck and down the slope all the way into the sea.

Let's click, let's click, let's click......

As the blood slipped from the blade of the axe, the gloomy face of Victarion immediately turned around and yelled at his men: "Don't stand stupid for me! Attack! Attack! Attack! Kill every soldier loyal to the Hightower family! I want to see how long their loyalty can last in the face of death!"

"Kill!"

"Rush Rush!"

Threatened by the terrifying eyes of the fleet commander, the Iron Folk poured into the Tower of Heaven with their weapons raised and engaged in a bloody battle with the Hightower family guarding the entrance to the third floor.

However, everyone knows very well in their hearts that in this extremely narrow environment, if you want to capture a military fortress guarded by layers, the probability of success is almost zero, so although the battle is lively on the surface, the actual casualties are very limited, and there is no way to push forward for half a day.

Just as the Iron Breeds were ravaging the old town, Zhang Cheng, who had been flying for several hours, had quietly returned to Bright Water City, and asked his number one vassal, Blanco, to start gathering troops.

In just one morning, an army of more than 8,000 men was formed, of which 5,000 were stationed in Liangshui City, and the other 3,000 were from the surrounding minor nobles.

When they got the news that the old town had been captured, they immediately connected them with the intention of protecting themselves, and now they heard that someone was willing to take the lead in sending troops to conscript, so they immediately took refuge in the city and prepared to take advantage of the opportunity to gain some political capital......