Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 232

Chapter 232 The arrival of the glutton

 Difficulty is coming.

Harwin glanced at the rioters below and was in a dilemma for a moment.

 With insufficient manpower, wildfires are too powerful.

 After a moment, Harwin pounded the battlements heavily and gritted his molar teeth: "Withdraw five hundred men to put out the fire and dig an earthen ditch to separate the tower from the sacred forest."

 There is no better way.

 “Yes, my lord.”

 The soldiers came down to deliver the message.

Harwin's face was gloomy. He was covered in sweat due to the high temperature, as if he had fallen into boiling water.

 He lowered his head and glanced at the plump figure, which was comparable to the **** of a cow.

Glover cursed loudly, his trembling hands showing his fear at the moment.

 “Haha, you old salty fish with no vision!”

I don't know if any silent sisters collected the corpses.

“Your Majesty the Duke, I am here to give Lord Leonor some medicine.”

 Illegitimate children in different places have different surnames.

 The surname of the Hejian Land is "Hewen".

He is a dignified Duke of Riverrun, but he can still be angry with a woman like you.

 It is also said that she was the wet nurse of Harwin and Laris.

Even in the room, he could still feel the temperature rising, making him breathless.

Hearing this, Glover turned his head and his eyes fell on the big solid wood bed.

He walked briskly to the bed, pointed at Leonor's pale, fat face, and muttered: "You illegitimate daughter doesn't look like a good person!"

Leonor lay on his back on the soft blanket, with his body arranged in a big character.

There was a knock on the door, and a magnetic mature woman's voice came.

 His eldest son also died in the rebellion that night.

 The leader of the Tully family.

 He fell off his horse and fainted while retreating from the rebel army.

The bachelor said that Leonor should wake up in a few days after drinking the medicine.

To this day, he was beaten back by his own vassals and retreated into the castle.

His upper body was naked, his right arm was wrapped in a bandage, and his round belly spasmed from time to time.

According to internal rumors in Harrenhal, Aly River may be the illegitimate daughter of Leonor when he was young.

Glover Tully, who had a half-white beard and hair and a thin face, was so anxious that he looked out the window from time to time with his cloudy eyes.

“My lord, if you don't say anything, I will come in.”

 Because of mediocre abilities and stubborn personality, the family's reputation is getting lower and lower.

　　I have been in a coma and haven't woken up yet.

Thinking of the night attack that night, Glover's anger surged and he cursed: "You **** Bracken, all of you deserve to die!"

Yali Hewen sneered, took a bowl of soup and turned around to leave unwillingly.

Graver suddenly became angry and pointed at the door and cursed: "Get away, O'Naozi's illegitimate daughter, Leonor won't take the medicine you prepared."

 He stood in the lord's bedroom and could clearly see the green fire burning in the city.

 The Bachelor's diagnosis revealed that his right arm was fractured, his left calf was broken, and two ribs were broken.

 Outside the door, the gorgeous-looking Yali Hewen's face darkened, and her green pupils showed a cold expression.

The tower is very high, three times the size of an ordinary castle.

 He is the Governor of the Trident and the Duke of Riverrun.

 The knock on the door came again, and the woman waited impatiently.

 “Damn Bracken, I'll hang them all!”

His face was pale, cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he was murmuring in pain.

 Inside the Burning King Tower.

No matter who he is, Glover hates this green-eyed woman who is like a rubber ball.

 In the bedroom, Glover listened intently to the woman's footsteps as she left, his anger quickly disappearing.

 Leonor was seriously injured.

After drinking the decoction brought by Ari Hewen for four or five days in a row, Leonor not only did not wake up, but also started to have a fever and talk nonsense.

Glover was wary and did not dare to let Leonor drink the medicine brought by Ari Hewen again.

Boom—

At this moment, a thunderous explosion came.

 “The horse porch is on fire, come and put out the fire...”

 “It's useless to throw water, but to throw up sand…”

Glover was shocked, and his hands trembled even more.

Outside the tower, wildfire spread wildly.

Beside the horse gallery is a barn for storing fodder.

 The barn has always been closed and poorly ventilated.

Once a wildfire burns down the walls of a barn, the gas accumulated inside explodes instantly, and the stored fodder burns and flies into the sky.

 On the city wall.

 The rioters climbed up desperately with the help of ladders.

The guards threw down rolling logs and poured fire oil to stop them for a while, but soon they were climbed up ladders by new mobs.

Harwin was in a dilemma. He stood hysterically on the battlements and tried his best to direct the defense.

 Outside the city wall.

  Near the catapult.

The soldiers of the Bracken family reported to the officer: "Sir, all the wildfires brought have been put out."

 “No more?”

 The bearded officer is greedy.

The adjutant said helplessly: "The priest has only prepared these. The other wildfires are too unstable and cannot be transported at all."

 “Fuck the **** dead man's sacrifice!”

 The bearded officer cursed loudly, showing no respect for the so-called sacrifice and full of contempt.

Seeing the mob begin to climb onto the city walls of Harrenhal, he shouted: "Throw logs and stones and throw them on the battlements!"

The rioters are stupid pigs who have been incited, and they will die in just a few words.

　　It doesn't hurt no matter how much you die.

 “Yes, sir.”

 The messenger immediately responded and ran away in panic.

Boom—

Huge stones hit the battlements one after another, breaking large chunks of the wall each time.

Under the violent shaking, Harwin could not stand firmly, and his heart was beating fast.

 “Kill! Steal all the food in the castle…”

“It's all because these nobles occupied the land and we are starving...”

 When the supplies for defending the city were exhausted, the mob climbed up to the top of the city and attacked the guards.

 “Hold on, support from the kingdom will arrive soon!”

Halwin shouted fiercely and slashed at the crowd of rioters with his long sword.   He served as commander of the city garrison for many years.

He has long lost his compassion with Diao Min, and he has a fierce and fast start.

 “He is the heir of the Strong family, kill him first!”

Halwin hacked several rioters to death in succession and was quickly identified.

　　Seeing that he was the heir of a noble family, the mob became excited and rushed towards him.

Westeros has an aristocratic system.

 Under this system, people are divided into high and low.

 Nobles are greater than knights, knights are greater than commoners, commoners are greater than rogues…

There are only a small number of nobles, but they occupy the most land and enjoy the richest life.

If the nobles are kind, then the people can live a good life and have enough to eat.

If the nobles bully men and dominate women, it will be a fish and meat country.

 Civilians have to live in dire straits.

 As time went by, conflicts between the nobles and the common people arose.

 Nobles despised and looked down upon common people.

 Public people hate and fear nobles.

 Most of the time, news of rebellions by the poor people in that noble territory could be heard on the mainland.

 Encountering siege, Harwin was furious: "Get out of here, my family is worthy of the common people!"

The guards also came to support and fought with the mob.

Boom—

The catapults outside the city were still exerting their force, and rubble was thrown from the battlements, and many of the guards defending the city died.

Gradually, more and more rioters climbed up the battlements.

Rumble —

 A loud noise came from the city.

At some point, soldiers from the Bracken family pushed a siege vehicle.

Hash hard against the gates of Harrenhal.

　　On the top there were rioters seizing the city, and on the bottom there were siege engines breaking down the gates.

Wildfires were still burning within the city walls, and many servants and buildings were killed in the fire.

Halwin fought and retreated, with a hole in his shoulder made of dung, and blood flowing freely.

 Crisis came one after another, and Harwin was confused and despaired.

 There is no more support from the kingdom.

 The Strong family is about to be destroyed at the hands of the rebels.

 “Harder! Give me all your strength!”

The siege vehicle struck hard one after another, and the bearded officer yelled impatiently.

His mission is to capture Harrenhal before dark and capture Old Tully and Hand of the King Leonor Strong alive.

The Brackens are not crazy enough to openly rebel and want to escape unscathed.

 A Duke of Riverrun and a Hand of the King will be the family's best bargaining chip in negotiations.

 Zoom the field of view.

 The dark Harrenhal is filled with smoke and green fire.

 Densely packed mobs roared wildly, and ants descended on the city.

 At first glance, it looks like purgatory on earth.

A strong wind blew, sweeping up the clouds and revealing the blue sky.

 The dragon's roar, as dull as a bell, resounded throughout the battlefield.

 A dark dragon shadow rushed out of the sky and swooped over Harrenhal.

 “Dragon Flame!”

The young man's clear voice sounded.

 “Hiss…”

The dark dragon shadow slowed down and glided along the city wall, spraying green dragon flames.

 “Dragon! Run!”

 “It hurts so much!…”

Glutton revealed his true appearance, his vertical pupils sweeping across the noisy mob on the city wall, all shrouded in dragon flames.

 One glided into the air, and green dragon flames burned like beads on the city wall.

"prince!"

Seeing the giant dragon and the master on its back, Harwin, who was forced into a corner, was overjoyed and shouted uncontrollably.

Rhaegar was riding on the dragon's back, his silver hair fluttering in the wind, and his black robes flying up and down.

“Sir, you go put out the fire first, and I'll deal with the chaos!”

 Leaving a word behind, Rhaegar drove the glutton straight to the center of the battlefield.

 “Yes, Prince.”

Harwin was so excited that he quickly called to the soldiers: "Five hundred people stay at the city wall, and the others come with me to put out the fire!"

The glutton burned away the rioters on the city wall with a breath of dragon flame.

 It even scared off the rioters who were still climbing.

 A giant dragon has descended, and the frontal battlefield has been secured. It's time to rescue the family's castle.

 “Hiss…”

Gluttons hover over the battlefield, spraying dragon flames.

The siege engines that hit the city gate were the first to be destroyed, and all the people and vehicles were burned.

 "Run! The dragon is coming..."

 “Run away quickly…”

 The glutton's size creates a great deterrent.

A pair of jet-black wings cover the sky and the earth, blocking the scorching sun.

Rhaegar's expression showed no emotion or anger, and he looked down at the hastily defeated rebel army below.

 Soon, he discovered the Bracken family soldiers hidden in the crowd.

Compared to other rebels, their silver-gray armor is too conspicuous.

 “Gluttonous, burn them all!”

Rhaegar gave an order with a cold look in his eyes.

 “Hiss…”

Glutton roared and swooped towards the escape route of the Bracken family soldiers. The dragon's kiss accumulated a large mouthful of dragon flame.

Boom—

 Green dragon flames like fire pillars fell from the sky, hitting accurately.

 In an instant, the Bracken family soldiers turned into ashes, not even leaving a single scream.

 “Keep pursuing!”

Rhaegar's heart felt cold as he swept past the catapults and the **** mobs.

 Since you dare to rebel, you should be prepared to die.

Glutton flapped its wings and hovered over the battlefield, spitting out dragon flames one after another.

The rioters below screamed and scurried around like headless flies.

 Turn into charred corpses in mourning.

 (End of this chapter)

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