At this time, King's Landing seemed to be late at night, and except for the brief light brought by the lightning that crossed the sky from time to time, it was almost impossible to reach out to five fingers.

The roaring thunder shook people's eardrums with a faint pain, but what was even more worrying was the low and suppressed sound of the horn.

That's a signal that the enemy is coming, a signal to be ready for battle.

But Omat didn't understand who his enemy was.

Could it be the Southern Army?

But didn't the news just come that the lords in the city had reached an agreement and were ready to surrender to Caesar?

As a soldier under the command of the Raffold family in the Golden Tooth City of the West, Omat actually didn't want to fight for a long time.

The Southern army crossed the river and was unstoppable, while the northern coalition army was defeated again and again, and had to retreat to King's Landing.

Even Duke Tywin Lannister was assassinated.

In the hearts of the West, Tywin is a god and a symbol of victory and power.

Although Tywin was clearly at the bottom of the head-on confrontation with Caesar, the Storm King, as long as the Lion of Kaiyan City remained, the people of the Westlands would not despair.

But now, Tywin is dead, and for the Westsiders, it's like the sky is falling.

This is the case with Omat, who now only wants to escape back to Golden Tooth City, put down his sword, pick up his hoe, and take care of the fields, after all, autumn is coming to an end, and if he does not stock up on some food, he may not be able to survive the coming winter.

As for whether Tomman Baratheon or Samwell Caesar sat on the Iron Throne, there was not much difference between these low-level soldiers.

So when he learned that King Tomman had agreed to surrender, Omat almost cheered.

The comrades-in-arms were also obviously relieved, and their faces were irrepressibly happy, and the whole camp revealed a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

Even when the storm came, the storm overturned countless camp tents, and the soldiers were all lost chickens, but when they thought of ending this war, their hearts were still on fire.

Until the piercing sound of the horn is heard.

Omat's first reaction was that Caesar had rejected the surrender of the northern nobles and ordered the storming of King's Landing.

This should also be what most of the northern soldiers think.

Panic and anger spread among the army, and the soldiers, although they had to take up arms and prepare for battle, cursed incessantly.

No one wants to fight again, and it's a doomed battle.

"Let's run!" Suddenly a voice came out of the storm.

Omat didn't know who said it, but it clearly pierced his heart.

"How do you run? The southerners have come to surround us, and we can't run away! ”

"The southerners only surrounded the west and the north."

"King's Landing is the Blackwater River to the south, Blackwater Bay is to the east, and now there is such a big storm, are we going out to find death?"

"We didn't let you go to the sea, we hid in King's Landing, or in the shallows, anyway, as long as we survived the chaos in the city, we could survive."

There is some truth to this. The twelve soldiers in this squad exchanged glances with each other, and they were all a little moved.

At this time, the nobles were not there, and the storm had exacerbated the chaos, and even if they ran away, no one cared about them.

As for the post-war period, there will be no one to hold them accountable for their escape.

Run!

After making up their minds, the squad immediately went into action.

Omat followed.

In fact, they were not the only soldiers in the city who were bent on escaping at this time.

The Northern Coalition had already lost their fighting spirit in a series of defeats, and Tywin's death had made them even more disheartened, and now when they heard the battle horn, their first reaction was not to resist, but how to escape.

The southern army surrounded the west and north sides of King's Landing, so most of the soldiers in the city wanted to escape through the southeast gate.

Even if there are rivers and seas in the southeast, and there are storms raging, it is still stronger than facing the sword of the southern army.

As a result, groups of deserters began to gather spontaneously in a southeasterly direction.

At this time, the knights of the Northern Coalition Army rushed back one after another, only to find that most of their soldiers were missing.

In this kind of ghost weather, it was very difficult to pass orders, and the northern knights had to gather the remnants of the army, telling them that the southern army was not treacherous, and there was no need to panic, but that there might be an enemy attack at sea.

These words made the soldiers both relieved and confused again.

They could not understand how there could still be enemies at sea.

The knights didn't understand either, but since the Storm King had given the order, they could only follow the order and lead their soldiers to the two walls to the southeast.

Omat and the other deserters who had taken the lead had already arrived at the mud gate.

Originally, they were still worrying about how to open the door, but they didn't expect that the city gate had already been opened, and it seemed that the soldiers guarding the gate had already fled.

Omat and the others were naturally overjoyed, and hurriedly went out of the city and headed south.

To the south of the mud gate is King's Landing Harbor, but in this ghost weather, obviously no one dares to leave by boat.

Omat and the others just wanted to hide in the harbor for a while, wait for the storm to end, and then find a boat to escape.

At this time, the storm was at its most intense, and the sky and the earth were pitch black, and there was almost nothing to see.

Whoa—

Following the sound of the waves, Omat and the others came to the water's edge in the dark.

"There seems to be something in the water!" A voice exclaimed.

"Maybe it's the crew who fell overboard." Omat said disapprehantly.

But in the next second, a frightened scream suddenly sounded.

"What's going on?" Omat immediately drew his sword, vigilant.

But no one can answer this question.

Immediately after, screams rang out one after another, along with the sound of swords swinging.

"There are enemies in the water!"

I don't know who roared.

Omat was so frightened that he took several steps back, trying to get away from the water.

But behind him was the mud door, and in his mind there were even more terrible battles there.

Just as Omat was at a loss, a thick bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and with this brief light, the deserters finally saw the situation on the docks.

Maybe they'd rather not see it themselves.

Because a large group of people who don't know whether they are humans or ghosts are crawling out of the sea, their skin is white and rotten, and some even large pieces of flesh and blood have rotted and fallen, and they can clearly see the skeleton frame, and the corners of their mouths are flowing with unknown liquid, and their eyes are completely devoid of human emotion, almost beasts.

"What the hell is this!" Omat was terrified when he saw a half-wrecked monster devouring a corpse on the ground.

"Kill them!" One of the soldiers roared wildly and slashed at it with his sword.

The trail of lightning faded from the sky, and darkness shrouded the heavens and the earth again.

Omat could not see the battle between the two sides, but he could clearly hear the roars of his companions turning into screams and then into gut-pounding gnawings.

"Run!" I don't know who screamed.

Omat turned and ran back.

At this moment, in their hearts, the swords of the Southern Army are not as terrible as the monsters crawling out of the water.

There's one more chapter to wait a little bit on

(End of chapter)