Chapter 74: Fiery Fire (Additional Chapter for the Leader Who Gave a Reward to "Miracle Hughes")

Chapter 74: Fiery Fire (Additional chapter for the leader who gave a reward to "Miracle_Hughes")

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing rang out again.

Facing the last line of defense of Eagle's Beak Island, the Dornishmen launched another attack.

But this time, the difficulty was not comparable to the previous three times.

There was no place to stand on the smooth outer wall, and siege equipment such as hooks and bamboo ladders had to be used to climb.

And the resistance of the River Bay people was obviously more tenacious than before. Countless sharp spears were thrown down, falling on the siege team like a rainstorm, splashing bright red blood.

On the top of the city, the River Bay warriors waved swords and cut off the bamboo ladders and ropes, and also smashed stones and rolling logs to prevent the Dornishmen from climbing.

But until this time, the River Bay people did not forget to smash the wooden barrels filled with wine into the Dornishmen's team.

As if this was also an indispensable link.

The amber liquor soon soaked the surface of the wall and the ground, mixed with the bright red blood, forming a terrifying and dazzling color.

Urik watched all this indifferently, his heart was calm.

This intensity of battle really met his expectations. The performance of the River Bend people before was too abnormal, which made him suspicious, but now, seeing the casualties of his Dorne soldiers begin to increase, he was relieved.

This level of casualties is nothing at all. The most important thing for a siege is patience and a cold heart that is not afraid of casualties.

The only thing that makes him doubt now is the wooden barrels that keep falling from the top of the city.

He really can't understand why the enemy does this.

However, since the beginning of the war, the enemy's weird operations are not just this one. Urik even thinks that Sir Caesar deliberately made some new tricks to make himself suspicious and dare not go all out.

If this is true, then it can only be said that the other party has made a wrong calculation.

Urik's determination in this battle is extremely firm. Not only must he win, but he must win a big victory!

Only in this way can he win the favor of Prince Doran and make everyone believe that he is qualified to inherit Starfall.

Seeing that the first wave of attacks slowed down, Ulric sent out a group of fresh troops, not giving the defenders any chance to breathe.

The shouts and screams became fierce again. The Dornishmen successfully climbed the top of the city several times, but were driven down by the defenders tenaciously.

The corpses piled up around the bottom of the city wall, and the soil under the city became soft and muddy, exuding the smell of blood and strong aroma of wine.

The sun gradually set, and the brilliant rays of light rendered the Eagle's Beak Island at this moment like an oil painting.

Ulric listened to his men reporting the casualties with an expressionless face, and he knew that the castle might not be captured today.

The soldiers under Sir Caesar were indeed good.

But that was all.

There were several times just now when the Dornishmen were about to rush into the city.

He believed that after a few more rounds of attacks tomorrow, the defenders of the castle would inevitably collapse.

Urik looked at the setting sun that was about to sink into the sea level and issued an order to withdraw the troops.

But at the moment when the horn sounded, a tall figure suddenly appeared on the top of the city.

He was holding a huge torch -

No, not a torch.

It was a two-handed warhammer, with a blazing flame burning on the huge hammer head.

Urik immediately recognized that the man was the Lord of Eagle's Beak Island - Samwell Caesar!

The next moment, a scene appeared that he and all the Dornishmen present would never forget.

The River Bay Knight swung the warhammer in his hand, drew a brilliant line of fire in the air, and hit a Dornish warrior who rushed to the top of the city.

Bang!

Amid the bombardment that resounded through the battlefield, the Dornish warrior exploded like a broken watermelon.

Blood, broken bones, and limbs... were also instantly ignited, blooming like fireworks, making this extremely terrifying scene also bring brilliant colors.

The entire battlefield seemed to have been paused.

Everyone stared in amazement at the tall figure holding a burning hammer and standing proudly on the top of the city.

Until the sparks fell on the ground, on the outer wall, and on the wine-soaked leather armor of the Dornishmen-

Boom!

Flames rose up in an instant, like blooming flowers.

Before the Dornishmen could react, countless burning torches fell from the top of the city, and in an instant, countless blooming flames were added to the battlefield.

"What's going on?"

Urik had not even recovered from the shock of the terrible knight smashing him to pieces with one hammer. Seeing the rapidly spreading flames, he was even more at a loss.

However, the knights around him were also confused, and they had no idea how to answer their commander's questions.

"Quick! Let them come back! Retreat! Order a retreat!" Urik grabbed the herald beside him and shouted in his ear.

"Yes, yes, sir!"

However, it was too late to withdraw at this time.

The speed at which the fire spread exceeded everyone's expectations.

In the blink of an eye, the outer wall of the castle was completely covered by fire, and the Dornish warriors climbing on it turned into little fire men, screaming and rolling down.

The ground below the city also became a sea of ​​fire. The ground soaked in wine would ignite a raging fire as soon as it touched a spark, and ruthlessly devoured the Dornish warriors standing on it.

The fierce roar resounded throughout the battlefield. Unfortunately, no matter how much the Dornishmen rolled and thrashed, they could not extinguish the flames on their bodies. Even if they took off their burning leather armor, they could not escape from the sea of ​​fire.

Moreover, this sea of ​​​​fire is still spreading outward at an extremely fast speed.

The Dornish warriors at the rear were so frightened that they ran away like crazy without waiting for the commander's order.

But how can one go too far.

In the previous battles, almost all the land within the three lines of defense was soaked with this special wine, and blazing fires soon broke out one after another.

Desperate screams could be heard endlessly, and the original strong aroma of wine was replaced by the smell of barbecue.

"Sir, run quickly!"

Urick was stunned when he saw the purgatory-like scene in front of him, and even the attendant roaring in his ears could not wake him up.

In the end, two guards lifted him up and ran wildly outside.

On the castle, Samwell was holding a flaming hammer and looking at everything in front of him expressionlessly.

Behind him were countless soldiers who were driven into madness. They roared excitedly, roared, and celebrated...all the voices finally converged into one name——

"Caesar!"

"Caesar!"

"Caesar!"

…

Natalie couldn't help but wave her petite fists and cheered along with everyone:

"Mother, mother! We won! We won! Lord Caesar is so powerful!"

Nora looked at Samwell's back steadily, as if he had become a sculpture.

The sea of ​​fire outside the city and the fire hammer in the knight's hand complement each other, the rising smoke coils and gathers in front of him, and amidst the crashing of the waves, the afterglow of the setting sun shines down, solidifying everything into a meaningful picture.

"The stars cry blood, the long night is coming..."

Nora spoke slowly, reciting the ancient prophecy passed down from Asshai.

"Azor Ahai will be reborn in the land of smoke and salt...

He will awaken the dragon from the stone, armed with a flaming sword...

Lead the world to defeat the demons in the darkness and usher in the long summer that never ends..."