Chapter 279 Reinforcements Enter the City

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The horn is melodious.

The army is approaching the city.

The leader of a Targaryen general rode on horseback, holding the reins with one hand, dark hair fluttering in the wind.

Mir watched helplessly as the gate of Pantos, which had been closed for a month and a half, finally rumbled open.

"Enter the city!"

Then he gave an order and immediately urged the horse to walk into the city first.

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There was a sound of armor rubbing, and neat footsteps sounded.

The Targaryen army officially entered the city of Pentos, and Jon Clinton and the Ragged Prince came to greet him at the gate.

The most advanced to the city was a team of knights in plate armour, and their steeds were also covered in full chain mail.

The sound of horses' hooves stepped heavily on the bluestone road in the city. The temperature of Pantos in winter is not high, and the thick nostrils of the war horses sprayed white mist.

The knights on horseback are brightly armored, holding spears and shields, wearing long swords around their waists, armed to the teeth, and the chest of the armor has a conspicuous three-headed fire dragon emblem.

"Really a good soldier."

Jon Clinton looked at the Targaryen army entering the city with an envious expression in his eyes.

This army was even more elite than the royal army he led to defend against the usurpers when he was the former Prime Minister of the Seven Kingdoms.

At that time, the Targaryen dynasty was already on the verge of collapse.

The ragged Prince, who followed Jon's side, looked at the Targaryen army entering the city, and the expression on his face became even more ugly.

He had made an agreement with Viserys that if the plan was successful, Pantos would belong to him, and Pantos would express his surrender to Targaryen as part of the kingdom.

However, it has only been more than half a year now, and the city has gradually fallen out of his control.

There is no way.

The Ragged Prince's wrists were not as stiff as Viserys, and he was forced to swallow.

After all, whoever has soldiers and generals has more say, and Viserys not only has these, but even dragons.

In fact, the idea of ​​the prince in ragged clothes was unrealistic from the very beginning, and even the color of idealism was too strong.

How could he wrestle with Viserys, who had more than 30,000 troops at the time, with only a troop of more than 2,000 people?

This has nothing to do with the level of means, this is the gap in pure strength.

The prince in ragged clothes still wanted to compete with the opponent, but the opponent could break his wrist as soon as he made a move.

It would be nice if the Prince in Raggedy was given some time to develop.

After all, the city of Pantos has a huge population and great potential for development, and the prince in rags holds a lot of wealth and can easily expand his army.

But unfortunately, after taking the city, Viserys never left Pantos.

Viserys sat on Pentos for a day, and the ragged prince could only snort and obey.

As a result, the best and only opportunity for development was missed, and it fell to the point where it is today.

There is resentment and anger.

However, in the face of these arrogant soldiers whose faces were full of murderousness and arrogance, all the temper of the prince in ragged clothes was restrained.

He led the army and horses for half his life, and it is natural to see that these soldiers are always victorious divisions.

It's not just that the armor is bright and the weapons are excellent, but these soldiers have a victorious aura on their bodies, and everyone's face is full of confidence.

With such an army, Viserys is indeed not something he can compete with.

Faced with such an army, his wind blowing regiment could almost be said to be shattered at a touch.

What's more, the wind blowing group is now out of his control, and even his right-hand man Danzo Dehan and Kago are gradually disobeying his orders.

The prince in ragged clothes watched a group of elite teachers pass by in front of him, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

Not just Jon and the Ragged Prince.

The Pantos defenders at the head of the city and the civilians in the city of Pantos are also on both sides of the road watching the Targaryen army entering the city. It can be said that the streets are empty.

These Targaryen armies carried the banner of the three-headed fire dragon, and their sophisticated equipment made these defenders drool.

They thought that their equipment was good enough, but they did not expect that His Majesty the King would be more willing to spend money on his own army.

And the common people of Pantos and the refugees who came here are also welcome.

Although Pantos has changed hands for half a year, this is the first time the citizens of Pantos have seen the army of the Targaryen family enter the city.

Except for the more than 200 personal guards that Viserys brought into the city, the rest of the army still maintains the previous system.

Viserys complied with the original agreement with the Ragged Prince, and the Targaryen army did not advance into Pentos.

However, now Viserys just used the pretext of war to let the army break the siege of Pantos and enter the city by the way.

This is also one of the reasons why the prince in ragged clothes just looked so ugly.

"What a mighty army."

"No wonder they were able to defeat those ferocious Dothraki."

There was a lot of discussion among the citizens of Pantos, and they were shocked by the military appearance of the Targaryen family.

"God bless."

"May His Majesty the King regain the throne that belongs to him."

Others prayed to the gods out of gratitude.

"Huh? Cook? Didn't you say that His Majesty was a murderer half a year ago?"

A neighbor recognized the man who had spoken the prayer.

After the bloody night half a year ago, he cursed the current king as a murderer who murdered the governors of Pentos.

If it weren't for the Governor's monopoly of all walks of life, where would he get his job?

This is his blessing.

However, his 'father' was burned to death by the tyrant's dragon flame.

But the neighbors didn't expect that just half a year later, Cook, who once hated Viserys, began to pray for the Targaryen army.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

However, Cook, who was wearing a gray robe, was taken aback when he heard what his neighbor said.

I hurriedly looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so I was slightly relieved, and then snorted coldly.

"Humph--"

"What do you know?"

"His Majesty killed those blood-sucking governors and released the restrictions of all walks of life, so that we can earn more wealth."

The governors who monopolized all aspects of Pantos' industries were eliminated along with their families, and there were huge vacancies in these once-monopolized industries.

And although Viserys confiscated the assets of the governors, he did not continue to engage in monopoly.

Instead, they were sold at a discount in order to stimulate economic recovery in a short period of time.

Cook learned this skill because he was a part-time worker for the Governor and successfully opened a small shop three months ago.

Today's income is many times more than when he used to work for the Governor.

It's just a little more worrying, but Cook's heartfelt thanks to Viserys for making it all happen for them.

"His Majesty the King is the real virtuous monarch."

"May he live long!"