Iger never dreamed that his elaborate weapons for the Stranger would be the first to work on the living on the night when the enemy was attacking on all fronts.

Hundreds of obsidian fragments scattered through the crowd with a few loud thuds of blinding fire, unable to restrain the living, but the sharp edges burrowing into clothing and piercing the skin were just as painful and bleeding—more terrifying than the splinter scratches were the explosion of gunpowder reaction, and the ironmen who had never encountered such weapons fell a third in an instant, rolling on the ground and crying wolves. Among those who lost their combat effectiveness, very few were killed by the explosion, and most of them were dizzy and dizzy from the air waves, and their heads were dazed, or they couldn't see how many injuries they had suffered in the dark, and they subconsciously exaggerated the power of the explosion, so they couldn't even stand up.

And at the moment when the enemy array was in chaos, Jaime and the defenders of Icegap Harbor, led by the Westerners, had already roared into the Iron People.

The two armies collided and scrambled together, and the Iron Men were outnumbered, but the monarch slayer was like a tiger in the flock—he slew the enemy before he was in shock. With the commander taking the lead, Ben was still a little hesitant to follow the soldiers because of the sneak attack, and his blood boiled as if he had taken medicine, and he rushed forward with a scream.

On the other side are the best warriors among the Iron People, but they are more of the old bandits than the elite: these men are the most senior among the Iron People raiders, the most experienced in killing, arson, money and food, and they are not good at sabotage and women—however, when it comes to "fighting the enemy head-on", it is no match for Jaime's elite Lanniport Guard...... Jaime took advantage of his full armor to leap and spin among the Iron People, slashing and knocking down every enemy he caught, dodging and parrying every attack that came at him, sometimes even ignoring the inferior weapons of a few Iron Folk Marauders, and resisting them like invulnerables.

Cutting melons and vegetables all the way, he was invincible, and the blood was flying, and the soldiers who followed him seemed to follow him to harvest the crops...... There was no need for a discipline formation at all, and with only the martial arts and morale of the leader, the defenders crushed the past like a strong man bullying a child.

Skillful and powerful, the Monarch Slayer slaughtered the crowd like a mowing grass. Soon, the side of the main road connecting the port to the fortress was soaked with blood, and it was as slippery as ice. In a matter of moments, this temporarily assembled "interception team" was scattered by the monarch killers after the two leaders took the lead, and fled to the shore of the port.

......

To the southeast, the enemy outside the wall, who had just been repulsed not long ago, made a comeback as expected and launched another attack on the gate, but this time their ruse did not succeed again, and the defenders who had been fooled twice did not attack the east and west again, and the commander of the Icefjord Harbor who remained behind the wall and his reserve team gave them a head-on attack on them who were ready to pick up the bargain, and completely thwarted their conspiracy to completely capture the Icefjord Harbor.

In the center of the fortress, Jaime, who had won the first round of battles, led his troops to stop in place for a while, and then divided a few men to the shipyard in the northeast corner to contact a small group of northern soldiers stationed there, and the rest of the men continued to kill along the main road in the direction of the docks.

Although the situation has not continued to deteriorate, it is still far from driving the enemy back into the sea or killing them all. Fires and shouts of battle were everywhere, several warehouses and residential quarters in the direction of the harbor had begun to glow under the destruction of the Iron Folk Arsonists, and one of the three new warships on the dock had been set on fire by the constant onslaught, and the high temperature caused the wildfire incendiary bombs in the ammunition compartment to detonate, and the sailors trying to save the ship had to jump into the icy water to survive after their last efforts were fruitless. To make matters worse, the other two warships saw that this was not good, and they recklessly attacked the ironmen who were standing on the docks throwing torches and oil bottles at themselves, and it was true that the enemy jumped everywhere Green Flame went, but the wooden boarding docks were also turned into flames under this chaotic mutual fire, and the flames that soared into the sky illuminated the shore like a giant lamp.

After defeating the first blockade, they encountered no more resistance until they approached the coast: groups of arsonists with torches and oil bottles abandoned their men and fled the moment they saw them, while the slightly larger clean-up team, which had slaughtered lone defenders and scattered fortified soldiers and civilians, feared their sophisticated equipment and soaring killing intent, retreated to the landing site.

Only a hundred meters from the coast, they finally met the second and what seemed to be the last group of iron people gathered together—they had their backs to the landing longboats, and if they had to crush this group and burn the boats parked on the beach, they would be left with the iron people scattered around the fortress wreaking havoc.

This time, however, Jaime didn't immediately lead someone to the kill.

On the other side, he gathered the remnants of the defeated soldiers who had just escaped from the battle, and gathered the arsonists to gather one or two hundred people, the strength was not much, but the momentum was much stronger than the enemy encountered in the first wave, and the first man with an eyepatch wrapped in strange black armor stood at the front of the crowd, and stood with his legs as if the whole team of ice-gap harbor defenders were nothing, and even the group of soldiers behind him looked much better than ordinary iron people- Standing in a row, without saying a word, it was not like the group of iron people who were bombed before, but it gave people quite an invisible oppressive force, which made Jaime and his party who were chasing after Chengsheng involuntarily stopped.

......

"I am the most powerful captain in the world, Euron Greyjoy, King of the Iron Isles. The black-armored man held a large battle axe in one hand and a water bag in the other, raised his head and took a big sip of the dark liquid that he didn't know if it was water or wine, threw away the empty water bag and introduced himself loudly, and snorted coldly: "Monarch killer! You have fallen in love with your own sister and killed two faint kings, and I still think you are a man who loves and hates and dares to act, why are you now wearing black clothes and becoming a lackey of the Stark family?"

Lao Tzu wants to ask Egger that bastard, too!, Jaime said to himself. But no matter how unsophisticated he is, he also knows that he shouldn't criticize his commander in front of the enemy, not to mention, he doesn't want to talk to a madman like Euron at all - he can do it, never beep, this is his code of life!

(Robb's boy was ambushed by Euron and even the wolves were slaughtered.) If he can kill Yu Lun today, wouldn't he not only suppress the young wolf master, but also create a good environment for the West Territory not to be harassed by the iron people for three or five years?)

After thinking about it like this, he made up a reason for himself to fight, and his fighting spirit suddenly rose high.

Flicking the bloodstained steel sword, Jaime raised his weapon to Euron, "King of the Iron Islands, well, at least a 'king'!"

Without even giving the other party a chance to figure out what he was saying, Jaime raised his sword and charged at the enemy. The small victory that Fang had just won was the perfect warm-up, and his body was in an excellent state at the moment, relying on the skills he had worked hard for many years, and with the nature flowing in his muscles and veins, he took three tactical quick steps towards Euron, as steady, accurate, and ruthless as a thousand times he had stepped on, starting with the force of his right foot - the left foot stepped on the ground strongly, and the whole body burst out from the right side to cut a deadly sword under the ribs, so fast that the enemy didn't even have time to raise his weapon to block!

Wait a minute...... Something was wrong? Jaime instinctively sensed the anomaly: he was indeed quite confident in his speed, but after all, he was a warrior and not an assassin, and at this moment, he was wearing armor, and he still rushed up from ten meters away to attack, even if he exploded with all his strength, how could it be so fast that a famous pirate on the other side would not even have time to react?

Although he was puzzled, the sword that could be swung out did not block or hide by the enemy, and naturally he did not take the initiative to take it back, guarding against the enemy's possible tricks...... The sword struck Euron.

The texture of the armor was not unexpected by Jaime, but with the quality, weight and strength of his steel sword, any kind of strong armor would at least deform or break if it was cut head-on, and the impact force would be partially transmitted to the torso and cause concussions to the muscles and internal organs, but the black scale armor on Euron's body, which seemed to be light and thin, but was actually supported by a skeleton, made him "cut on a whole piece of iron" Feeling, most of the strength of a sword rebounded back with a bang, and his wrists were numb through the thick armor, and he quickly withdrew when he realized that something was wrong, but the other party's axe handle had already slammed into his chest.

With a force of ten moments, a fishy smell rose in his mouth, and Jaime staggered back, he had fought with Robert Baratheon once, and he had turned into a fat pig but still had a considerable shock from the amazing power of the snatcher, but today, with just a casual axe hilt, Euron actually had a greater force than the swing of Robert's warhammer, and knocked himself back more than a meter away!

The rumors turned out to be true, Euron Greyjoy, there really is a pair of invulnerable strange armor, a ghost and god invincible inhuman power!

Before he had time to think about it, Jaime quickly made a leaning motion as he retreated, narrowly avoiding the fatal axe that followed, the blade scraping through his breastplate with an unpleasant grinding sound, smashing a dent and pushing him to the ground. He had to be thankful that Euron ventured into the ruins of Valyria and found only one set of dragon steel armor, and did not dig up another half dragon steel weapon. Otherwise...... The axe that crossed his chest could disembowel him without any suspense.

The defenders of Icefjord, who roared and followed, relieved the fallen monarch slayer, and a few soldiers from the West who fought for their lives to protect the Lord stopped Yulun who was still chasing after the sword at the cost of injuries and even sacrifices, giving Jaime a chance to get up from the ground and breathe. Between the exchange of weapons, the roar of battle, and the flying blood, few people could stop Euron's move and a half unscathed, and the potions that activated his physical potential and a Valyrian steel armor made him completely invincible in close combat in a short period of time, and even the elite Night's Watch from the Lanniport Guard, let alone the new land-giving soldiers...... And it's not just Euron who is weird, the dozens of strong men behind the King of the Iron Islands, who are dressed differently from ordinary iron people, have been silent from beginning to end, including after the battle, and if it weren't for the sword to kill, the Night's Watch soldiers would almost think that they had encountered another kind of ghoul.

(Only a good player of his own level can barely compete with Yu Lun, and the others go up to just collect food!)

Realizing this, Jaime suppressed the churning blood in his chest and stood up, once again facing the formidable enemy.

After two attempts to confirm that Euron also had a leg protector, Jaime stopped hitting him hard, and instead directed his attack at his opponent's exposed head and face and between the armor of his hands and feet.

The tactics were correct, but they weren't easy to execute - the other side wasn't a farmer in tile steel armor, Euron was a formidable raider before his brother drove him out of the Iron Islands, perhaps not as skilled as Jaime, but not so far as to be an opponent with the dual cheating of physical magic. Euron, who is well aware of his strengths and weaknesses, replaces defense with fierce attacks, and between three or two axes, it must make people break through the armor and blood, and it is simply an offensive that collapses mountains and destroys cities, leaving Jaime with no place to use his good martial arts.

He wasn't the best warrior in the world, and Jaime knew this at a very young age, and even when he joined the Kingsguard after becoming famous, he would often be taught by old guys like Barristan Selmy from time to time, reminding him that he had a few pounds and taels - he wasn't arrogant, but he believed that at least he was the best among people of his age and size.

And now, Euron is destroying that self-confidence in him. The only way to restore this confidence is to defeat this strange opponent!

The other party is indeed powerful, but Jaime doesn't believe that he can't get tired!

Like an unbelieving gamer, Jaime, who had no idea that the other party was drugged, rushed to Euron again and again, swinging his weapons in various directions with various moves, and the more than 100 defenders of Icegap Harbor led by him also surrounded him like a tide slapping the reef and continued to attack the Iron Folk Defending Ship, the quality of the soldiers on both sides was almost the same, and the casualties were comparable, but the monster-like combat power after Euron opened the hook made the balance of victory and defeat tilt in favor of the invading side without any suspense...... Jaime relied on his nimble body and amazing reflexes to avoid Euron's killer moves, but watched one after another of his men get injured and even killed on the spot in order to cooperate with his attack or cover his flank back, and he deliberately ordered them to retreat and let himself and Euron go head-on, but it turned out that he couldn't support Euron several strong attacks without help.

The casualties quickly exceeded one-third and were forced to half, especially the people from the West Frontier that he had brought, and it was already a great trust and courage that no one had escaped until now, but could he take them all to fight to the death just because of his personal will?

The wounded were gasping and moaning, and although Jaime, who had been hit several times by Euron, was not slashed by the tomahawk, the pressure on his body from the deformed and pitted armor everywhere was extremely uncomfortable, his vision began to be blurred by sweat and vertigo, and his instinct to admit defeat clamored to say "no, there are still dozens of rounds to fight" - if Jaime was fighting alone, he would definitely follow his instinct to fight to the end, but at this moment he is a commander with troops, and he has to be responsible for following the soldiers who trust him.

"Retreat! Retreat in the direction of the shipyard!"

At the end of the crossbow, Jaime finally gave the order in a loud voice, giving the first retreat order in his life in humiliation, but he regained his spirits and mustered the last strength to break off the back for the soldiers. Of course, it is impossible for the other party to come and go as soon as the other party wants, just as he smiled and raised his axe and prepared to pursue with his legs, he looked up and saw a long dragon of torches running along the avenue in the fortress towards the coast, no matter the number or the formation was definitely not the land ambush he sent, his heart was shocked, and he forced back the monarch killer with a ferocious sweep, and stopped the pursuit.

"Hmph, bullshit 'monarch killer', that's just it! spare your life for the time being, and come back to get it when you're free, the men of the iron people, the business is almost done, let's flash!"

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