Nightsong City occupies the border of Dorne and controls the main road between the high court and the storm.

It has steel fortifications, huge fort buildings and thick red walls, like a ferocious beast squatting in the middle of the red mud and forest.

The area under the fort is rocky and steep, dotted with weeds and thorns.

The army must pass in front of the city-state's main gate to attack the city.

The trenches surrounding Yesong City have been excavated, and the forests are full of unsullied people, constantly cutting branches from the birch trees, cutting them into sharp piles, and placing them in the trenches.

These soldiers eunuchs will not rest in undefended battlefields, at least their commander insists on this.

At noon on the third day, the army of Landau Tully and Rams Bolton arrived as scheduled.

The flags of the hunter in red on the green background and the red skinner flags on the foundation are all over the city.

Zhuo Ge and the leaders climbed to the highest tower to inspect the military situation.

Old Mosuo frowned and said: "The army below is more spirited than Stannis Baratheon's army."

"But defeating them is easy."

The deputy leader of the unsullied hero answered confidently.

"But it also needs to bleed."

Along the way, a lot of blood has penetrated into the land under Zhuo Ge, although very few of it belonged to him and his soldiers.

Zhuo Ge's eyes were scorching, and he said solemnly: "We will be much easier to win this war, so we must go all out to win the victory with the momentum of destruction."

The strong shield responds: "Very well, Your Majesty, the little people are eager to bleed."

Jacques Lang Romo reminded: "There is always a risk, Cao, don't forget, Karratha's horse has been burned by wildfire!"

Zhuo Ge smiled indifferently.

"As a fighter, you always need to adapt, let the enemy see, our Dothraki fighters are still strong after leaving the horses!"

The opponent's army is much smaller than his own, but most of them have horses.

Zogo led the Dothraki on the battlefield for many years, fully aware of the influence of the immediate fighters on the pawns.

The Unsullied can withstand the impact, but they cannot maintain it all the time.

So it's time to sharpen the braided soldiers.

Just as Zhuo Ge was calmly cheering for them, he suddenly heard that someone called out in the city.

"Barbarians, get out of the city and die!"

Everyone looked intently and saw a big man wearing black iron scales and riding a red war horse on his hips shouting under the city.

The color of his horse armor is pink stripes, matching the silk cloak on his shoulders.

He held a steel sword gleaming in the sun and galloped back and forth on the Yege city wall, challenging the city defender to send a warrior out of the city to fight him.

Zhuo Ge's commanders were full of enthusiasm, wanted to meet him, and even fought each other for this opportunity.

Kao told them: "We have an absolute advantage. We don't care about a buzzing fly. When the mouth is dry, he will leave soon."

Although these guys are brave, after all, they are very precious and cannot be used for risk.

They can gather Karratha and the Unsullied, and they are also his best leader.

"Very wise."

At this moment, the voice of the little devil floated.

Also walking up the tower was Theon Greyjoy.

Theon had washed away all the dirt and put on combat equipment.

He was wearing a rough black sweater and lock armor, and he tied a long sword and dagger around his waist.

Theon glanced down and introduced: "That's "Iron Leg" Walton, the captain of the Bolton family's guard."

While everyone knew it, the surprise on his face remained unabated.

Because Theon was like a different person compared to yesterday.

Can easily kill all, why waste talents to target one person, the little devil supports your majesty's decision.

"Just let the idiot run back and forth and clamor, until the horse is lame. Some nonsense is not harmful to us."

"Greatly harmful!"

The militant old Mosuo emphasized: "The encounter between the two armies does not rely solely on the sword and the spear. The Prime Minister, and morale. One side will collapse and flee first, while the other side will support it until the end. That person wants to build in his own heart. Take up courage and sow the seeds of suspicion on our army."

Tyrion snorted: "If the people we send are defeated, what kind of seeds will be planted? Losing a commander is much more costly than losing a soldier!"

"Humph!"

Old Mosuo glared at him and bowed his head to ask Zhuo Ge to fight: "A skinner in a mere trivial way, I can cut him off the horse with three strokes, Your Majesty, let me down their morale!"

The little devil interjected: "My Majesty and I did not discuss the issue of individual combat at all. Listen, even if that idiot fails, it will not change the strong arrogance of our army!"

After a pause, he directly pointed out: "In my opinion, you are doing this for honor."

"Enough, the battlefield is not an arena, no one will bet on your fate."

Zhuo Ge had enough trouble to listen to their disputes.

At this moment, Theon suddenly walked to Zogo and said firmly: "Kaor, please let me go to the fight, please give me a chance to chop Rams Bolton's minions. I have something for you. No, you won't lose if you win or lose. After all, in their eyes, I'm just a little skinny guy!"

Zhuo Ge questioned: "You are dispensable now, but you have to take a long-term view. Do you think I am a short-sighted person?"

"It seems that your majesty needs you."

Tyrion Lannister commented: "You are not our soldier, you don’t need to be involved in it~lightnovelpub.net~Theon retorted: "You and the Bolton family are fighting for power, and I and them But there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, so how can I not blend in? "

"I heard people say that my brother Robb always goes where the fighting is the most intense," Theon said desperately: "He is younger than me, and he has won many battles. He is so brave, but unfortunately he was defeated by Ward. Frey and Luce Bolton are plotting, I want revenge for him, and revenge for myself!"

"But you have injuries. I'm afraid it's not Walton's opponent!"

The little devil worried for his wife.

At this time he cares about everything about his wife, because he finally tasted the happiness after marriage last night.

Although Sansa's innocence had been taken away by Ramsay Bolton, he didn't mind.

He likes active women, because he can experience the feeling of being loved.

Theon knew what he meant, but he wanted to prove himself, right in front of Ramsay Bolton.

"The Unsullied are also eunuchs, but no one dares to ignore them!"

Tyrion's face sank: "When we win the war, Little Skinner is at your disposal. He can't escape. Wait and see."

Zhuo Ge, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Let him go, fight as a man!"

Theon hurriedly bowed and changed his name: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After that, he turned and hurriedly walked down the tower.

Theon turned over a war horse at the gate of the city, then kicked the horse's belly and ran towards the slowly opening gate.

Zhuo Ge encouraged the guards to cheer in unison and sent him off.

Theon looked back, and he saw Sansa and his sister was smiling at him.

He responded with a smile, slowly withdrew the sharp sword from his waist, and raised his arms to signal to her.

Then Theon took a deep breath and rode his horse to face Walton.

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