Arya Stark lay on her stomach at the head of King's Landing, frightened by the terrible sights outside the city.

A raging flame burned on the Blackwater River, like a green devil, with teeth and claws.

Countless ships became funeral pyres, the living became torches, and the air was filled with soot, arrows, and screams.

It's like hell.

Is the dragon coming?

Arya thought.

In her opinion, perhaps only the dragon of the legendary "Conqueror" Aegon could have such an effect.

But she didn't see the dragon.

In the distance, the cheers of the golden-robed guards could be faintly heard at the head of the city.

It seems to be words like "Long live King Tomman".

Seven or eight ships still docked in King's Landing below, and the soldiers above frantically fled from the ships and the burning river, but did not choose to attack the city, as if they were frightened and stupid.

It seems that the lion is holding King's Landing. Arya thought disappointed.

Hearing footsteps approaching, she was so frightened that she slipped down the stairs and ran out into the street.

At this time, there was a tense and restless atmosphere in King's Landing, and a large number of people gathered together, not knowing what to do.

Arya lowered her head and wrapped her headscarf a little tighter.

Fortunately, she was wearing tattered clothes, and her face was smeared with mud, and she looked like a skinny little beggar, so no one cared about her.

"O depravity! The city is falling! ”

As she passed through Sparrow Street, Arya was startled by a hoarse voice.

She turned her head and saw thousands of people surrounding an old monk dressed in sackcloth, listening to his sermon.

"The city is becoming dirty, corrupt, and depraved!" The old monk, who was ragged and skinny, said sharply, "My brother is in the king's bedchamber!" Incestuous sows sit on the Iron Throne! Freaky little devils dance in the Prime Minister's Tower! Even the archbishop has forgotten the gods! He bathed with perfume and filled his stomach with expensive eels! But they watched hundreds of thousands of people in the city starve! ”

Hearing the old monk reprimanding the Lannisters, Arya suddenly became interested and involuntarily stopped.

"These must be stopped!" The old monk raised his arms and shouted, "Maggots rule the royal capital, gold begins to decay, arrogance overpowers prayer, and all sins will be punished by the gods!" We must purify it all, or the gods will wipe us out of our sins! These must be terminated! ”

"These must be stopped!"

"These must be stopped!"

……

Seeing that the crowd was getting more and more excited and frenzied, Arya realized that something was wrong and hurriedly ran away.

All the way back to Silk Street, as soon as she ran into the women's branch, she heard her sister Sansa Stark's reprimand:

"Why did you run out again!" The eldest daughter of the Duke of Winterfell had completely changed by this time, not only did her hair be unkempt, she was wearing ill-fitting coarse cloth clothes, but she also had an ugly birthmark on her face.

Arya walked over with a grin, took her sister's hand and walked to a corner where no one was around, and whispered:

"I'll go outside and see what's going on. However, it seems that Stannis's fleet is on fire, and he may not be able to enter the city and drive the lions away. ”

Sansa bit her red lip and said, "Then we need to be more careful." You're not allowed to run around anymore! Otherwise, it would be miserable to be caught by the lions. ”

Arya reluctantly kicked the stones on the ground: "Then how long are we going to hide?" Master Caesar is true, and he doesn't send anyone to send us out. ”

"The city is controlled by the claws of lions, and it is not easy for Caesar to send it. Wait patiently, even if Stannis can't, sooner or later Father will defeat the lion and take us away. Sansa said firmly.

When the two sisters came to the backyard, they saw Mrs. Shataya, the proprietor of the women's branch, running over with a worried face, and said:

"Two young ladies, quick, come with me."

As she spoke, she took one by her hand and ran into the house.

"What's the matter, ma'am?" Sansa asked.

"There's chaos outside, you guys quickly hide, and don't make a noise when anyone comes." Sataya lifted a partition under the bed, revealing a dark hole, urging the two sisters to go inside.

"Is the city breached?" Arya asked excitedly.

"It's not. But it's about the same. It's the hungry people who are making trouble, so hide in there. ”

Sansa cautiously drilled into the hole, poking out a small head outside, "What about you?" ”

"I'll go find Alayaya, and I'll be there later."

The two sisters hid in the cellar, and the partition was cloned with a clatter.

Darkness enveloped everything.

……

The scarlet wind blew against his face, and Tyrion Lannister "Little Devil" felt a sense of relief.

Green flames floated on the Black Water River, low clouds stained the color of the river, and even the sky was covered with different shades of green.

It's a horrific sight that can send chills out of anyone.

The garrison cheered the king's name, but Tyrion knew that his nephew had only stood at the head of the city, and all the credit would go to him.

"We haven't won completely yet!" Tyrion shouted, with a hint of dissatisfaction at being overlooked.

The cheers ceased, and King Tomman grinned:

"Uncle, the traitor's ships have been burned, and of course the victory is ours."

Tyrion noticed that his nephew had lifted his visor, and quickly jumped up and pulled him down:

"Don't lift your armor, Your Majesty, your safety is precious to you. Also, the enemy is not dead yet, and there are still many people who have landed in King's Landing, and we must defeat them completely. ”

"Anyone else landed?"

"Yes." Tyrion carefully dragged the king to the city wall, pointing to the enemy army that had already assembled outside the city gates, "Look, these guys have prepared the battering ram, they are going to crash the door, we must stop them!" ”

"Ahh Uncle, hurry up and stop them! The little king was frightened.

Tyrion was about to speak, when one of the heralds came up to the tower panting, and said:

"Your Majesty, it's not good, the civilians in the city have rioted! They surrounded the Red Fort and demanded the distribution of food. ”

"Mother!" King Tommen cried out, "Go and save Mother!" ”

"Your mother is protected by the walls of the Red Keep, don't worry." Tyrion comforted his nephew, but then frowned, "However, we really can't let the city be in turmoil at this time. ”

As he spoke, he summoned his guard, Bolon, and asked him to lead a thousand garrisons of the capital to suppress the rebellion in the city and prevent the riot from spreading.

He then began to direct the defenders at the head of the city to fire downwards in an attempt to stop the enemy from attacking the city.

But it didn't take long for Boron to send someone to ask for reinforcements, saying that there were too many people in the city.

Tyrion had no choice but to send another group of defenders to support.

And with the reduction of the defenders at the head of the city, the offensive of the enemy army outside the city has intensified, and even began to knock down the city gate and knock it out, not knowing when it will enter the city.

"Don't let the rebels into the city!" Tyrion said, "Strike, you must strike!" ”

He turned his head and said to Sandor "The Hound" Clegane:

"Sandor, you lead people to rush out of the assault!"

Sandor's face turned pale as he looked at the raging flames outside the city, but after hearing the order, he still turned around and went downstairs without saying a word.

King Tomman grabbed his uncle's clothes and whispered, "We will win?" Right? ”

"Yes. We will win. Tyrion looked out of the city, but his eyes were not focused, "Definitely!" ”

Unfortunately, things didn't go as smoothly as they thought.

Once again, Boron sent someone for help.

"Did all King's Landing take part in the riot?" Tyrion asked viciously, but he still sent more men.

He knew that although Boron was unreliable, he still knew how important things to do.

It can only be said that the situation in the city is very bad.

And outside the city is not good.

Sandor "Hound" Clegane led the men three times, but still failed to break the enemy army.

On the contrary, the city gate was already crumbling under the bombardment of the ram.

"Damn it!" Tyrion cursed and went down the tower to the plaza behind the gate, "Sandor! What about the Sandors? Get me out of here! Rush out! ”

"No......" Sang Duo hid in the shadows of the city wall, his tall body shrunk into a ball, half of his face was covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was the enemy or his own.

"It has to go!" Tyrion roared.

"you!" Sandor also roared back, "We rushed three times!" Half of them died! It's all fire outside the city! It's all fire! Horses neighed like people, and people barked like horses......"

"Shit!" Tyrion scolded, "Do you think this is a jousting tournament? It's war! Of course there will be dead people! Prick up your ears and hear, the gates are falling! Once the rebels rush in, none of us will want to live! ”

"Fuck! Give me something to drink! Sandor staggered to his feet after all.

An officer hurriedly handed the kettle over.

Sandor took a sip and squirted: "Water? you! Bring the wine! ”

Someone handed over the wine, but Sandor took a few sips before lying on the ground and vomiting.

This man can't do it. Tyrion sighed to himself.

He knew that the "hound" was afraid of fire and had been frightened.

You have to find someone else to lead the team out.

"Genos-sama, please ......"

Before Tyrion could finish speaking, the commander of the capital garrison waved his hand repeatedly: "No! Can't rush anymore, can't rush anymore! ”

Tyrion cursed in anger, but the fat man just wouldn't.

He had to turn to the other knights, but no one dared to look the dwarf in the eye.

These people were terrified.

Tyrion sighed to himself.

Damn, if only Brother James were here.

Tyrion looked at the crumbling gates and suddenly had a crazy thought:

"Okay, I'll lead the team!"

"You?" Sandor leaned limply against the wall, looking at the dwarf with that bloody eye.

"Yes, me." Tyrion turned to look at the squire, "Bod, go get my helmet!" ”

Bode hurriedly ran away.

Looking at the suspicious gazes of the crowd, Tyrion climbed onto the little mare with difficulty, and slowly swept the crowd with a contemptuous gaze:

"You all say that I am a dwarf, a half-human, so what more do you perfect people have than me?"

Hearing this, one of the knights immediately mounted his horse and followed.

Then three more followed without saying a word.

There are more and more people.

No one wants to admit that they are inferior to a dwarf.

Tyrion succeeded, but he would rather not succeed like this.

"I will not shout the name of the king, nor will I shout the name of Castle Rock." Tyrion said, "Stannis is going to take your city. If you don't want your homes to be ransacked, join me in slaughtering these dog monggrels! ”

With that, Tyrion drew his battle axe, turned his horse's head, and charged towards the assault.

The firelight outside the city stretched his shadow long, and for a moment, Tyrion stood as tall as a giant.

(End of chapter)