Snow broke away from the painful scream of the horn, gasping for air, and the throbbing blood vessels on his forehead gradually calmed down,
The spasmed muscles gradually calmed down, and when I looked up,
The ferocious Drogon is prostrate at Euron's feet!
A chill instantly penetrated my heart,
"It's over!"
He is very aware of the power of the dragon. They have cooperated several times and destroyed countless enemies. Under the terrifying dragon flames, no flesh and blood body can be spared!
Looking back, I saw that the northern soldiers behind me who dared to charge towards the Army of the Dead were all terrified and did not dare to step forward.
Snow understands their fear. It is precisely because they have seen it so many times that they understand the power of dragon flames better.
If Drogon became an enemy, they could all foresee their fate just by thinking about it.
Fear is unavoidable, but being able to hold on until now and not collapse already makes Snow grateful.
He couldn't let these people who followed him die in vain! Snow, who had made up his mind, ordered loudly:
"Exit King's Landing, everyone exit immediately!"
After receiving the order to retreat, the soldiers no longer hesitated and galloped towards the city gate with all their might on their horses.
But Snow didn't leave!
He didn't have the courage to walk out of that city gate before taking revenge!
Jumped off the horse, drew out the steel sword, and hid among the crowd, keeping his eyes fixed on the Red Fort.
"No matter what, Cersei must die!"
Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the crowd and grabbed his arm tightly.
An old man he had never seen before came up and said hurriedly,
"Come on, Cersei is dead!"
Listening to the voice, it’s Arya!
…
Euron stood on the tower and clearly saw the retreat of the northern soldiers.
"Haha, do you want to escape now? It's not that easy!"
He climbed onto Drogon's back in an unfamiliar and somewhat clumsy manner,
Huge dragon wings streak across the sky,
A "bang" sound landed at the gap in the city wall,
Scarlet dragon flames surged out!
The fleeing crowd instantly turned into a flame, no matter whether they were soldiers or civilians.
At this time, in King's Landing, the fire caused by Drogon became more and more serious.
There were fires everywhere in King's Landing, and everyone was running away. From Flea Bottom to Steel Street, from the front of the Red Keep to Shoemaker's Square, there were people running everywhere.
When the gap in the city gate was blocked by Drogon, these people were like headless flies scurrying around.
Everyone seemed to be stuffed in a red-hot jar, waiting to be burned to death!
Euron looked at the burning King's Landing and laughed, laughing wildly!
He even wanted to dance!
It all went so smoothly! It went exactly according to his ideas.
The plan he had been planning since he obtained the Dragon's Horn finally succeeded.
He used King's Landing as bait and successfully controlled a dragon!
Any cooperation or marriage is just a means!
That woman Cersei actually wants to capture Daenerys alive. Does she really think that her body is that valuable? As long as she sleeps with her, she will definitely be devoted to her?
This is simply ridiculous!
So he spent a lot of money at Black and White Academy!
Wait until things succeed,
As the "father" and only "relative" of Queen Myrcella, it is only reasonable for me to care about my daughter and step in to serve as her regent!
Euron enjoyed the feeling of riding on the back of a dragon, feeling the blood-spraying feeling of the most ferocious beast in the world surrendering to his crotch and obeying his orders.
Moreover, the view looking down from the dragon's back is also different from before, and things that were difficult to spot on the ground are now clearly distinguishable.
For example, Snow, who was hiding from XZ in the middle of the crowd, was recognized by me at a glance!
"Jon Snow, stop hiding!"
"Come out and kneel down to me, and I can consider letting you go!"
Snow in the crowd knew that Euron had discovered him, and it was impossible to leave now. He shook his head slightly towards the crowd, turned around, raised his sword, and rushed towards Drogon with large strides!
"Euron! Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"
Before he could get close, a dozen people rushed forward and held him down.
"Kill me, Euron! Kill me!" Snow, who was caught, knew that there was no hope and just wanted to die quickly.
"Don't be excited, Jon. Be happy, there are more interesting things than killing you!"
"For example, your companion in the crowd just now? Hahaha!" Euron laughed proudly,
The chaotic, perverse, and crazy temperament made Snow freeze for a moment, and he looked at him in disbelief.
"Don't be afraid, you make me look like a brainless murderer!"
After saying that, he jumped off Drogon's back, walked towards Snow, and said:
"Let me think about it, there was no familiar face among those people just now. Were you protecting him just now?"
"Yes, you care about him very much. He is not very tall, is he? So he is a woman?"
"Oh, Snow! You are such a scumbag!"
The hoarse voice seemed to be coming from the abdominal cavity, piercing the eardrums.
The tone was obviously teasing, but the words he said made Snow feel cold in his heart.
"Do you love her? Oh, of course, you must love her. She is very important to you. Is she your lover? Or a relative?"
Euron walked up to Snow, knelt down, and patted his face gently with a big sword.
cold,
Biting.
For a moment, Snow was silent. She just wanted to stay away from this madman. She felt that there was a cunningness in Euron's crazy eyes that no one had expected!
"Ha! She's your sister, right?"
"Sansa? No!" Euron had just finished speaking and he denied himself eagerly: "She doesn't have the guts to come to King's Landing again? So there is no doubt that it is Arya?"
Snow closed his mouth tightly, but the panic in his eyes still betrayed him.
"Haha, what a childish move! It's useless to close your mouth. There's not only one place where people can talk!"
Euron laughed, stretched out his hand to pull Snow off the ground, put the sword on his neck, and looked at the crowd.
"This is a surprise, isn't it? Arya, come out! I'll kill him on the count of three!"
"one"
"Maybe you think I'm scaring you, well, maybe you're right!"
The blade of the sword was pressed down slightly, piercing the skin, and bright red blood seeped out.
"two"
"It may not be right, but what I have in my hands is the last man of the Stark family, right?"
The blade dragged, cutting through the thin fat, causing more blood to flow.
"three"
"If it is true, how can you go to see your father, the respected Duke Eddard!"
Euron turned slightly sideways and made preparations before exerting his force. The fingers holding the sword hilt lightly jumped in sequence.
"What a pity. Wait until you see Lord Ed to say hello to me!"
Euron leaned close to Snow's ear and whispered softly, his fingers tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, and he was about to take action.
Rubbing, the sound of clothes breaking through the air,
Arya jumped out from the crowd, the dagger in her hand slashed down from mid-air!
Euron turned around sharply, his eyes filled with excitement. A big, thick hand grabbed Arya's neck.
I didn’t expect such a surprise!
Lynn's woman!
"Buzz!"
A burst of silver light flowed out, seemingly slowly but quickly, surrounding Arya's body like a flowing liquid.
