Nessiso shouted, "Noble Daenerys, I surrender ......"

Sou!

A spear seemed to fall from the sky and hit him right in the chest.

The spear was incredibly powerful, and it flew backwards with Nessiso's body.

Will, who was standing on a high place, was taken aback, he saw a tall bald head, but the bald head disappeared into the surging crowd in an instant.

What a strong arm strength!

Will was convinced that the bald head was not Daenerys' guards, nor Cass's men, nor the soldiers of the Guards Battalion.

It was a man that Will hadn't seen before.

The slaughter begins!

This spear is the first signal of battle.

Nessiso was killed instantly.

Dovas was too frightened to stand, his guards were unable to take care of themselves, and no one could lift him up.

Arya's dagger killed two people in a row, tearing open the hole in the defensive circle.

People rushed in.

The severed arm of the stump was thrown out.

The bodies of some were torn apart by the slaves with their bare hands.

After Dofas fell, he was never able to get back up, and he was trampled to death.

His clothes, his belt, including boots and socks, were all robbed by the slave warriors. In the end, his body was torn to shreds.

Several heavily armed generals, several centurions, and dozens of guards were slaughtered in the blink of an eye, their heads cut off, and the tips of their spears, swords, and swords were inserted.

"Attack the West City!" Jorah Mormont had already mounted his war horse and took the lead.

The bridgehead strikers immediately moved out of the way, and then rushed behind Jorah Mormont.

The three generals of Cass, Jogo, Argo, and Akalo, led the cavalry of Cass up to the long bridge, and soon crossed Chola and rushed to the front.

The Dothraki were very good at riding, and Chogo and the others were even more powerful, and they could make any movement on a galloping horse, just like on the ground.

Hundreds of Cass cavalry galloped and rushed across the long bridge with shouts.

The Elephant Defenders on the black wall across the long bridge saw the man, but they didn't care.

A peace agreement has been reached between Westside and Eastside, and Archon Nessiso and Dophas watch Daenerys hatch dragons in Eastside's Slave Square.

Below the city, the soldiers patrolling and defending the city also saw a group of cavalry charging towards them, they were a little confused, but they did not think that the war had begun.

The elite of the western city had been lent to Aegon VI Targaryen to attack the city-state of Rees, with less than 10,000 soldiers left to defend the city and less than 2,000 soldiers on the walls.

The gates of the city were wide open to facilitate the movement of the people on both sides.

In peacetime, the rebellious Slavs were gone, and the Elephant soldiers were relaxed.

Yet the situation is increasingly feeling wrong.

Behind the cavalry, there were more men and horses, and they shouted and crowded the long bridge like a tide.

Woo!

Woooooo

The soldiers defending the city sounded the trumpet of the enemy attack.

"Close the door, close the door. ”

The patrolling cavalry shouted in unison, whipped their horses in a hurry, and rushed out of the city.

Click!

The winch began to kick in, and the huge gate groaned in pain. After a heart-pounding shock, the gates began to slowly be pushed.

The gates were too heavy to be pushed by the mechanical force of a winch.

"Go down, go down, go down and push the gates. The centurion shouted over the black wall, driving the soldiers down and closing the door with a human boost.

The black wall is very high, and the enemy cannot break through it without siege equipment, as long as the enemy rushes to the city gate and closes the gate, the west city will be defended.

The warriors ran down the walls.

Sou!

An arrow came from a distant bridgehead and hit the centurion in the head.

The centurion's shouting came to an abrupt end, and the men fell from the city. With a snap, the centurion fell to his death on the ground outside the city walls, his brain bursting.

The patrolling cavalry rushed into the city gates, which clattered and closed with difficulty.

Whoosh!

The arrows of the Kas cavalry rained down through the city gates, and the soldiers were hit one after another. On the city wall, another centurion shouted: "Archer, prepare!"

Ho!

The soldiers on the city walls drew their bows and arrows.

"Free fire!" roared the centurion.

Whoosh!

The Kas cavalry charged within range, and arrows rained down on the city.

It was very difficult to shoot from the back, but for the Cass, it made no difference whether it was shooting from the back or at a gallop. Bows and arrows are like their hands.

Puff puff!

The archers on the walls were shot one after another.

The city gate closed more than half, and the soldiers hid behind the city gate and shouted to push the giant gate, and the more desperately the winch turned, the faster the giant gate closed.

In the middle of the city gate, a squad of infantry had already prepared a defensive formation, and if the enemy's vanguard rushed in too quickly, a bloody battle would begin.

Woooooo

Everywhere in the West City, the horns of the enemy attack sounded.

The soldiers in the barracks were dressed and armored, and they were in a mess.

The nobles closed the gates one after another, and the family guards wore armor and weapons to defend the courtyard gate and the city walls.

The high-ranking officials who ruled the West City had all been killed in the Slave Square in the East City.

At the city gate, hundreds of Kass cavalry arrows were fired endlessly, completely suppressing the archers on the city walls. The three generals of Cass who rushed to the front had already slammed into the city gates, but the gates were about to close.

Three Arrak scimitars were drawn and slashed at the defending infantry behind the gates.

As soon as the battle was engaged, this group of dozens of infantry was disrupted by three war horses.

Their numbers were too small, with only two rows of horizontal formations, and they could not withstand the rush of the war horses, and they were immediately broken through.

The horizontal array is too thin, and generally speaking, it takes at least eight rows to be a phalanx that is not afraid of the impact of war horses.

But Jogo, Argo, and LaCarlo were also surrounded by infantry in the blink of an eye.

The horses neighed, and another group of Kass cavalry rushed in.

They immediately relieved the three generals of their predicament, but soon, they were equally encased in more infantry.

Whoosh!

A rain of arrows came in, and the scuffling infantry fell.

Another group of about a hundred cavalry rushed in, however, on the city wall, in the left and right barracks, hundreds of infantry rushed out to meet the battle.

With a bang, the heavy door finally clicked shut.

Jogo, Argo, and Akalo rushed into the city gate with less than two hundred cavalry, but the gate was closed, completely cutting them off from the people outside.

Boom Boom!

Several hundred-man squads rushed out of the barracks on the left and right, and more Elephant soldiers rushed over from other places.

The soldiers around Qiao Ge and the others fell one after another.

They couldn't get their hands on the winch to grab the city gate, and there were more and more enemies, and they were stacked on top of each other, fighting to the death.

Outside the city gates, Jorah's legion had arrived.

But they didn't carry siege engines, and they didn't hit the mallets!

The shouts outside shook the earth, and a large number of slave warriors rushed across the long bridge, and the shouts roared over the black wall and spread throughout the West City.

Jorah was in a hurry and ordered the soldiers to shout with him: "Slaves of the West City, slave liberators, Carissy of the steppe has killed Nessiso and Dorphas, come to liberate the West City, brothers, revolt." ”

Then, the song of the slave revolt sounded: "Hey, fight together, raise the banner, keep your eyes on the enemy, they will be sent to hell by us!"

Slaves throughout the West City began to gather, spread messages, search for weapons, and quickly contact people, and some slaves began to set fire to the city......

Suddenly, a clear voice was like a dragon's groan, with a metallic texture, overpowering all the voices that were disturbing: "Followers of Rahlo, followers of the Red God, open the gates, lay down your weapons, and welcome the Mother of Dragons, the liberator of the slaves, the unburner, the princess of Dragonstone born by the storm, and the noble Kalixi of the grassland!"