Chapter 0729: The Golden Regiment Surrenders
On the walls of the Storm's End, stood the imposing new regimental commander Valentine Greg, and beside him was a circle of senior generals of the Golden Regiment.
There were five hundred knights of the Golden Regiment, one knight had three horses, and several to dozens of attendants. Every squire has a horse.
Greg stood under the banner of the Skeleton Army, staring condescendingly at the roaring enemy army outside. He watched as the phalanxes lined up one by one under the city, and the military flags fluttered in the wind.
"Commander, I don't think you should show your face in public. Layton Matthew said.
Layton Matthew hails from the distant eastern megacity of Quells, wielding a double knife and a bronze helmet with spikes on his head. His beard was trimmed into a conical shape, and two small metal bells were tied to the tips of his beard.
Greg snorted coldly: "Hmph, the nobles of the Stormlands are our defeated men, and the soldiers of the Riverlands are lambs. β
"Commander, we're not afraid of Cersei's cheese soldiers, nor are we afraid of the rose soldiers of the Riverlands, but Cersei's faceless ones are something we can't resist. A general with a Westeros accent said.
"Rowell Darren, are you afraid that the Faceless One will come and assassinate me?" Greg laughed. Cachinnation.
"Yes, Captain. We're all worried about that. Layton Matthew said. The senior generals around him chimed in.
"Layton, Lowell, brothers, our Golden Regiment has lived in Braavos for a long time, and our former captains have a deep friendship with the Sea Kings of Braavos. I ask you, how much does it cost to hire a faceless to kill an ordinary nobleman?"
"Hundreds of thousands of golden dragons. β
"The governor of a city-state with a more distinguished status will get millions of golden dragons. With this money, you can hire a very strong army. So what is the commission for the Faceless to assassinate a king?" Greg's eyes sparkled with pride.
"The commission for assassinating a king is not something we can imagine. Ten million golden dragons, or other rare treasures of great value. Layton said uncertainly.
Greg looked around at the generals beside him, and his voice was like a bell: "Generals, Cersei hired the Faceless to assassinate Aegon VI Targaryen, Aegon VI is a dragon, and his worth cannot be compared to that of the governor of a free trade city-state and the king of the island." Aegon is the heir to the Iron Throne, and Cersei's bastard of rebellion occupies his Iron Throne, so Cersei will only pay more if she hires a Faceless to assassinate Aegon. I can't imagine how much money it will be. β
"Captain, Cersei has taken out a hundred golden heroes of the family. Another general reminded.
"The hundred golden statues are still on the way, and they have not been delivered to the Isle of the Gods. Even though the Black and White Courtyard of the Isle of the Gods has been recognized, the Faceless One also assassinated Captain Raleigh Duckfield, Captain Harry Stryclan, and kidnapped Sister Lemore and Captain Halton, Lemore's identity is the head of the royal family, and Halton's identity is the royal master, and according to the rules of the Faceless, they will all be killed by the Faceless. The Faceless One killed so many people, and Cersei still has the money to pay a commission to kill me?" Greg smiled, his expression unafraid, "Brothers, I'm looking forward to Cersei hiring the Faceless to assassinate me again, and the Lannisters can't afford to toss Cersei so much." β
"The head of the regiment is right, even if the Lannisters still have a surplus of gold, it must not be much, and they can no longer withstand any toss. A senior general with a black cloak and black chain mail said.
The Golden Order brings together 'homeless' people from both continents, mostly criminals and exiles, and the ethnic origins of these generals and soldiers are complex, coming from all over the world. However, the core generals are mainly nobles and knights exiled from Westeros. The ancestors of these people were all famous nobles and knights in Westeros. They pledged allegiance to the Black Dragon Daemon Blackfire and supported Daemon Blackfire's rebellion to seize the Iron Throne, but Daemon Blackfire was eventually defeated, which led to their forced exile on the continent of Essos, across the Narrow Sea.
After a hundred years of exiled nobles and knights, their descendants are still the core and absolute power of the Golden Order.
The roots of these people are on the continent of Westeros.
Thanks to the analysis of the regiment commander Valentin Greg, the hearts of the senior generals have finally settled down a lot. If Cersei really sent the Faceless One to assassinate Greg again, then Cersei's own financial resources would inevitably be exhausted. The Lannister family, who have lost their financial support, will not even be as good as ordinary nobles because of the attrition of the civil war and the usurpation of the western realm by the Magic Mountain.
"Generals, knights, don't worry about Cersei's Faceless Ones, the Storm's Rest has enough food to keep us alive for a few years. As long as the summer lasts, the winter lasts, and there are more than ten years of food stored in the Castle of Wind Breath. The huge walls of Storm's Rest, and the stone bullets thrown by the trebuchet can only leave white pits one by one. Greg pointed to the dense white dots on the boulder wall, which were the traces of past wars and the medals of the wall, "As long as we hold on to the castle of Storm's Rest, no matter how many enemies there are in the city, we will be helpless." In a month at most, we can wait for Queen Daenerys Targaryen and her dragons. And, Generals and Sirs, don't forget that we have a strong backing: the Legion of Dorne. β
"I saw the banner of the Dorn, Commander. A general's voice was surprised, "A black eagle clutches a red child, it's the banner of the Bramont family. β
"Our reinforcements are coming?" said a strong man with a Dothraki scimitar at his waist. His long hair was braided into a whip around his neck, revealing his arms and chest, and he was as strong as a bull.
"No, the flag is on the left flank of the line. A general's solemn voice.
On the left flank of the roaring army, there was a phalanx, and the pattern on the flag in front of the phalanx was a white skeleton with a golden crown on a black background. It was the coat of arms of the Manwudi family, the lord of Dorne's Tomb.
"The Manwudi family is also here, and the left flank is indeed the Dorne Legion. Rowell Darren was surprised. He is a noble exile in the Stormlands, and knows the family crest of the most famous nobles in Westeros.
Greg's proud expression faded, his confident eyes became solemn, and he saw a black-pressed army coming, arrayed on the left flank, one by one phalanx, in front of each phalanx, there was a military flag representing a certain family, and these military flags, without exception, were all from the big family of Dorne. The pattern on the flag says it all.
With the sound of horses' hooves, a group of cavalry arrived, and in the center was a large banner with a golden spear that pierced through the red sun.
Seeing the arrival of this flag, Greg's confidence and determined look were gone. On the city walls, the generals and knights who are familiar with the continent of Westeros are all awe-inspiring, they all know that the golden gun is the family crest of ancient Martell, and the red sun symbolizes Royna, which is the military flag of the Martell family that they rely on.
The Martel family of Halberd City also arrived.
The Martell family and the Targaryen family have intermarried for generations and maintained a blood relationship, and Dorne has always been a secret support for the Targaryen family, but when Cersei sent troops to besiege Storm's End, the Dorne Legion suddenly appeared, and the ranks were endless, with infantry and cavalry. One by one, the phalanx stretched to the back, and soon there were more men and horses than the Chinese army. And Dorne's military horses are still coming.
When did Dorne surrender to Cersei?
On the city walls, most of the soldiers were from Westeros, and they all watched in silence as the Dorne legions lined up one phalanx after another on the left flank of the city, as if endless. No matter how optimistic and good at fighting a soldier is, his face has changed at this time, and he can no longer be calm.
Did the Dornites turn against Cersei?
This sends an extremely terrible signal, Cersei is by no means a person without skills, she can hire the Faceless to kill almost all of His Majesty's royal ministers Aegon VI, maybe not the desperate efforts of the bankrupt family, maybe there is a confidence that the Golden Regiment and Jon Clinton and others do not know. Qi Yan reads
With the continuous flow of the left flank army, the enemy army also began to appear under the city, and the military flags with the banners of the major families in the riverbend appeared on the right flank one after another, and the Chinese army also erected the rose flag of the Tyrell family, among them, Willas Tyrellle, who was known for his lameness, also appeared in chain mail.
Greg's face turned iron-blue!
King's Landing, Stormlands, Riverlands, and Dorne appeared under Storm's End at the same time, and the legions were endless, and they turned out to be a whole military force.
"Who is from the Martell family?" asked one of the knights, with little confidence.
No one answered him.
I saw that the red sun and golden gun flag symbolizing the Martell family on the left flank began to move forward, and under the big flag, a group of female generals also rode forward, and they finally stopped at the front of the left flank army.
"It's the sand snake of Dorne. "They are the illegitimate daughters of Oberon Martell, and they do not represent the Martell family." β
"I don't see any of the Martells. Another general said.
"Commander, I can't imagine that as soon as the Dornites heard that Aegon VI had been assassinated, they immediately turned to Cersei and surrendered. "A general was outraged by the shameless surrender of the DornΓ©s. They had all believed that the Dornites were their allies. They had always pinned their hopes on Daenerys Targaryen and Don Martell.
The morale of the archers and pikemen of the Golden Regiment scattered across the city walls was severely damaged, and the fighting spirit of the generals and knights was also severely dampened. They had absolute confidence to hold on to the castle of Storm's Rest, relying on the walls and food reserves, but the sudden appearance of the Dornites greatly damaged their morale from top to bottom.
The generals couldn't help but look at Captain Greg, their eyes were complicated, and their hearts were lost.
The Dornish had turned against the enemy, and the legions were lined up under the city, much to their surprise.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "Look, what's that?"
In the sky, a golden-red cloud flew over, but the cloud looked a little strange, and in a blink of an eye, a large outline appeared in the cloud, and after a heartbeat, everyone saw a huge hideous flying beast......
"Dragon, that's a dragon!" the voices of many people rang out in alarm.
Although dragons have been extinct for a hundred years, stories, paintings, poems, and reliefs about dragons are everywhere. Dragons also originated in the continent of Essos, and the history is deeper than that of Westeros, and most of the soldiers of the Golden Regiment knew that the flying beast was a dragon - a dragon that had disappeared for a hundred years appeared, and a dragon that was different from Daenerys Targaryen's three-headed dragon appeared in the sky.
"The Magic Mountain is coming!" a knight shouted, "Be careful, everyone, it's the Magic Mountain." β
The story of the Magic Mountain and his dragon also spread to the other side of the Narrow Sea, and the story of the Demon Mountain driving the dragon to destroy the Eagle's Nest City in the valley spread to the two continents faster than the wind. It's just that in the end, everyone heard that the Demon Mountain and his dragon were in the north.
But the Mountain and his djinn suddenly appeared in the Stormlands, above Storm's End.
The dragon was in the sky, and its huge wings obscured the sunlight in the sky, making the eyes of the soldiers on the city wall darken, as if the end of the world was coming, and the sky suddenly darkened.
A voice roared like a huge thunder, and it was the big voice of the Demon Mountain that sounded: "Golden Regiment, either surrender or die, give you ten heartbeats time to think about it carefully." β
The sound of the Demon Mountain resounded in the sky above Storm's End, making it clear to people in any corner of Storm's End, even those hiding in the basement could hear the roar.
"One!" the Demon Mountain Dragon swept over the city, making a sound of counting.
"Two!"
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On the city wall, Greg Greg's heroic expression that had just hardened turned pale and stunned, he had prepared a morale-boosting rhetoric, asking everyone to work together to protect the city against the enemy, including the Dorne Legion, he firmly believed that as long as he held on, he would definitely be able to wait for Daenerys's attack on the Westeros continent.
But suddenly, a demon mountain and a dragon appeared in the sky, and according to reliable information from all sides, the dragon and the magic mountain should have been in the north!
"Men of the Golden Order, whoever sacrifices the body of Aegon VI Targaryen, I will spare his life, if he is a soldier I will make him a knight, if he is a knight I will reward him with a piece of land, and if he is a mercenary on the other side of the Narrow Sea who wants to return home, I will give him three hundred golden dragons in addition to his knighthood. "The words of the Demon Mountain rolled over the city like spring thunder as the dragon circled over the Storm's Breath.
Then, it was the voice of the Magic Mountain that continued to count: "Three...... Four...... Five......"
On the city wall, thousands of soldiers looked up at the sky, and almost everyone was horrified. They are all outlaws, but they are also all mercenaries, and professional mercenaries have a fatal weakness, no matter how much money they have, they first develop the habit of saving their lives. Earn other people's money and save your own life. They are fundamentally different from the warriors who defend their home and country and regard death as their home.
"Men of the Golden Order, when I count to ten, and no one has opened the gates, I will burn the Storm's Rest and reduce you all to ashes. "Magic Mountain's efforts to persuade him to surrender have not stopped.
"Six...... Seven...... Eight ......"
The dragon began to lower in height, and the soldiers of the Golden Regiment on the wall began to stir, some soldiers rushed down the wall, some soldiers shot arrows, some soldiers shouted surrender, and some soldiers sought refuge......
"Who is the leader of the Golden Regiment, I am Araine Martell, I advise you to order the surrender of the Demon Mountain, otherwise, the Demon Mountain will slaughter Long Yan!"
Arrene Martell, heir to the House of Dornemartell, the future Prince of Dorne, the supreme lord, also came in person!
Greg's last line of defense was broken through by Alian's persuasion, and he drew his sword, his face pale, and dropped it at his feet, and then knelt down on one knee in the face of the demon mountain and the dragon hovering low in the air......