Chapter 424: Emond's Little Thoughts

"Sheep thief, deal with the enemy on the top of the city first."

Aemond shouted loudly, giving up sniping the archer.

The sheep thief raised his dragon head, turned his head and sprayed dragon flames at the Dorne soldiers who were working hard to defend the city.

Boom--

The brown mud-colored dragon flames fell, the kerosene exploded, and the rolling logs were set on fire.

On the gray and white city wall, a gorgeous bloody wonder bloomed.

"Hahaha..."

Above the blood and fire, the ugly mud dragon flew back and forth, accompanied by a burst of wanton laughter.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

In an instant, several fine steel spears flew, trying to save face.

The sheep thief dodged flexibly, and hissed strangely as if in protest.

I wanted to shoot it, but I couldn't.

Suddenly, there was a commotion on the city wall, pushing and shoving more than a dozen old, weak, women and children.

The Dornish officer hid behind the parapet and shouted meanly: "Retreat immediately, or we will kill all the prisoners!"

After that, more than a dozen old, weak, women and children were forced to walk to the city wall by spears.

Under the city wall, the Storm Warrior paused and looked up at the women and children.

When they saw the familiar faces, many people cursed him as mean.

If you can't beat them, just push the prisoners out without any shame.

"Dragon Flame!"

Aemond was too lazy to take another look.

"Hiss..."

The sheep thief dived straight down and sprayed a mouthful of dragon flame on the top of the city.

With a loud bang, gunpowder exploded in a mushroom shape, and more than a dozen prisoners were submerged in the smoke and fire.

Without waiting for the Dornish people to react, the sheep thief turned the dragon wing, looked back and opened the dragon's mouth again.

Boom——

Without any mercy, dozens of Dornish soldiers were burned to charcoal.

This scene happened too quickly and caught people off guard.

The soldiers on both sides were stunned. They didn't expect the prisoners to die so hastily.

"What are you doing? Attack the city!"

Aemond lay on the dragon's back and shouted at the people below.

The siege battle reached a fever pitch.

The Dornishmen defended the city fearlessly, while the Storm Warriors attacked the city with great enthusiasm.

A stalemate formed over which of the siege vehicles and the city gates was stronger.

Aemond rode the Sheep Thief to launch air strikes again and again, causing heavy casualties.

The Dornishmen refused to come out, delaying the time for the Storm Warriors to break the city.

As time went on, casualties on both sides increased.

"Hiss--"

A dark dragon shadow suddenly appeared, plunged into the clouds, carrying billowing green fire.

A cold voice like the cold winter in December came.

"Get out of the way!"

The smell of ash swept across the entire Stonehelm City, and the Sheep Thief turned around in fear and quickly fled with the driver.

"What are you doing? Don't run around." Aemond was confused.

Rumble--

The green flames of hell formed a giant fireball, which hit the gray and white city wall like a meteorite.

In an instant, the city wall seemed to turn into a candle, melting and collapsing on a large area.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, another loud dragon roar spread, and a blue dragon rushed out of the surging clouds.

Helena's expression was dull, and she said crisply: "Dragon flame!"

Dream Fire's well-proportioned body dived like a shuttle, and a large mouthful of dragon flame was ready to erupt.

Screams rang out one after another, and a team of archers hiding in the dark was burned to ashes.

It was noon.

Three dragons hovered in the air, like three suns of different colors.

Aemond was dumbfounded, looking at his brother and sister who suddenly appeared.

Rhaegar glanced at him and taught him a lesson: "Look at your ass, I'll deal with you later!"

"Ah?"

Aemond was scared.

Dreamfire flew past the side of the sheep thief, and Helena said with a stern face: "You're done."

"Don't..."

Aemond was bitter and stretched out a hand to try to save him.

Helena shook her head and rode Dreamfire away coldly.

The siege was not yet completed, so there was no time to deal with her stinky brother.

Aemond turned his head and looked at his elder brother pitifully.

He didn't do anything wrong, did he?

"Hiss--"

The glutton didn't give him a chance at all. After flying high in the sky, he turned his head down, spread his wings and fell straight down.

Rhaegar's face was indifferent, and his hair flew around like an independent thought.

Boom--

The black dragon flew to the air and raised its head. It was less than ten meters away from the ground, and its hind legs landed steadily.

Dust flew all over the battlefield.

The Storm Warrior trembled all over, and faced with the dragon so close, he even forgot to attack the city.

Rhaegar raised his chin and said calmly: "Get out of the way!"

The Storm Warriors quickly scattered, and the siege vehicles were abandoned.

Rhaegar was secretly satisfied and patted the black dragon's back.

"Hiss--"

The Glutton roared, and his majestic figure suddenly turned around, and his thick dragon tail stabbed forward like a spear.

In an instant, the city gate that had been unbreakable for a long time was smashed into slag.

"Gulp~"

The Storm Warriors widened their eyes and swallowed their saliva subconsciously to calm down.

The solid wooden door panel was broken into pieces, and the iron sheet wrapped had holes, and the good city gate became tattered in an instant.

Rhaegar gave an order: "The city has been breached, charge!"

"Long live the young dragon king!"

"Long live the prince..."

The Storm Warriors cheered and rushed into the city with their giant shields.

Fighting for the Targaryens is great.

Dragons save 70% of the trouble.

Rhaegar watched quietly and commanded the Glutton to fly into the air.

"Roar..."

The Glutton roared, and the dragon's tail was raised behind it and swung wildly.

Fortunately, the city gate was not strong enough to be hit, otherwise the tip of the tail would be broken.

Rhaegar's mouth twitched, and he gave it a look that he understood.

His original intention was to use dragon flames to open the way, but who would have thought that the Glutton would not take the usual path.

After a while, the black dragon took off again.

The cooperation of Dreamfire and Sheep Thief's twin dragons has brought a devastating blow to the soldiers defending the city.

Once the dark green dragon flame appeared, the battle ended faster than pouring beans.

"Run, the dragon is coming."

"Secret passage, get in..."

The city turned into a sea of ​​fire, and the Dornish soldiers wailed and were all on fire.

...

At night.

Rhaegar, dressed in a black robe, quickly shuttled on the gray and white city walls.

Helena and Aemond were like two followers, hanging behind them one step at a time.

The brother and sister wore black clothes and green cloaks, and the other wore green clothes and green cloaks.

Helena had a blank expression and muttered a few words from time to time.

Aemond hung his head like a defeated little rooster, and did not dare to speak.

Walking a path, there were storm warriors cleaning the battlefield everywhere.

Under the moonlight, a super-large green bonfire was lit outside the city.

Soldiers with unrecognizable faces piled up like a mountain, and a black dragon spewed dragon flames.

"Prince, the head count is complete."

A tall officer came to report.

Rhaegar stopped and asked, "How many people?"

The officer hesitated for a moment: "More than 2,300 Dornishmen were killed and 3,500 were captured, including dozens of nobles and knights."

Rhaegar frowned: "At least 10,000 people besieged Stonehelm."

"It is said that hundreds of people escaped from the secret passage and are still being tracked down."

The officer lowered his head in guilt and whispered, "There is another team of people who looted the property near Stonehelm and smuggled it away in advance."

The Dornishmen are like locusts, sweeping everywhere they pass.

With Stonehelm as the center point, a large number of villages have been looted from Crow's Nest in the north to Mistwood in the east.

Rhaegar sighed secretly when he heard this.

The Dornishmen came with great momentum, but in fact they were determined to die, just to steal food and die.

Similar decisions have always been made in the cold winter in the North.

"Korren is really cruel."

Rhaegar's eyes dimmed, and he looked up to the Dornish prince.

The officer asked, "Prince, the dungeon is full. Do we need to build a temporary prison?"

"Are they qualified?"

Rhaegar looked at him and said coldly, "Nobles and knights are detained, and ordinary prisoners of war are all executed."

Nobles cannot be killed, and they are usually kept to exchange for prisoners of war captured by their own side.

He has no patience to manage ordinary soldiers.

Since you want to die, then die.

The officer's scalp numbed by being stared at, and he hurriedly said goodbye: "Yes, Prince."

Rhaegar retracted his gaze, glanced at his brothers and sisters behind him, and said, "Follow me."

...

Inside the castle.

The three brothers and sisters returned to the reception hall together.

Emond was scared all the way, and said nervously: "Brother, why are you here suddenly?"

He came close to Helena and said, "Sister."

Trying to awaken the blood relationship with the call of brother and sister.

"..."

Helena glanced at him and moved to the side silently.

She was afraid that blood would splash on her body.

...Emond.

So scared~

Rhaegar suddenly turned around, stared at him with sharp eyes, and said: "Earl Swan died in the battle, Olyfar Yronwood escaped, and the captives of the Swan family were burned by you."

The tone was calm, stating the facts.

"I didn't mean it..."

Aemond shrank his neck, like an uneasy ostrich.

"Not intentional? Then what else is intentional."

Rhaegar's face was unfriendly, and he raised his hands high.

"Sorry, I didn't expect the Dorne general to run away."

Aemond was frightened and closed his eyes quickly.

Bang——

A breeze brushed past his ears, and a big hand fell on his shoulder lightly.

Aemond shivered, and after a long time without feeling pain, he timidly opened his eyes.

In a blink of an eye, Rhaegar's face returned to calm, and his eyes were deep like water.

"Brother~"

Aemond pursed his lips.

"Aemond, I have rarely fought you, and Aegon has more experience in this regard."

Rhaegar stared at him and said, "In my opinion, you should be a smart child. I can see it from the way you deploy troops and command sieges."

Without the help of a commander, Aemond led an army to guard the rainforest alone.

Today's siege was also very successful.

Even if there will be a lot of casualties, the city will fall sooner or later.

In terms of war alone, this kid is gifted, far superior to Aegon who neglected his studies.

Aemond stammered.

Rhaegar gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Lord Swan died in battle, your reputation is infamous, and the prisoners of the Swan family were killed, and the reputation of the royal family will be implicated by you."

No matter how powerful the ruler is, the loyalty of the subjects is indispensable.

Aemond deliberately delayed the battle and ignored the lives of the prisoners, which was a very discredited move.

Let me ask, who would be loyal to a narrow-minded tyrant who caused the death of people and the extinction of the clan.

Aemond's selfish desires not only ruined his future reputation in the Stormlands.

It also tarnished the Targaryen.

Aemond's eyes evaded and he could not speak after hearing this.

He looked at his sister for help, but Helena ignored him.

Rhaegar held his face and said coldly: "Aemond, do you know what you are doing?"

Aemond trembled all over and his lips moved: "I..."

He knew he was wrong.

But he just couldn't control his desire for revenge.

A little earl dared to disrespect him, and he has always been resentful of him.

Of course, there is also a tiny selfishness.

Rhaenyra and Rhaegar both have their own fiefdoms and enjoy the support of princes and ministers.

That's fine.

He can't compare with his elder brother, and he has no experience of resigning as the crown prince.

But they are all born of the same parents, so why does Aegon have a fiefdom and a castle built by his elder brother himself?

He didn't dare to think about free city-states like Myr and Lys.

The royal family didn't have a suitable land for fiefdom.

After thinking for a while, Aemond set his sights on Stonehelm.

As soon as Dorne rebelled, given the eldest brother's temperament, he would sooner or later subdue Dorne.

He occupied Stonehelm, and naturally stood at the forefront of gaining military merit.

After Dorne was pacified, the port of Stonehelm was just in line with the Stepstones and the Three Kingdoms, controlling the sea power of Cape Wrath, the lower half of the Narrow Sea, and the Disputed Lands.

There will be no lack of maritime trade in the future.