Chapter 523 The Beginning of the War

In the early morning of the next day, after a night of heavy rain, the road from Wende River to Copper Gate City was full of mud.

The Stormland army was stationed on the hills south of the Bronze Gate City, with flags flying one after another, symbolizing the various houses, among which was the crowned stag flag of House Baratheon.

"All in a row!"

"The spearmen are ahead!"

The army of the storm land occupied a high position, and gradually formed a formation, overlooking the Targaryen army below.

The knights of the Targaryen army also came out of the camp on horses. Compared with the chaotic and disorderly banners of the storm army, the banners of the Targaryen army were relatively simple.

In the Targaryen army, the atmosphere of various nobles and families has been downplayed, because all military power belongs to the country and belongs to the royal family.

The knights of each family only acted as wartime commanders in the army, and all soldiers swore allegiance to the whole country, not a particular noble.

Even if a new soldier came from the riverlands, he did not swear allegiance to the local lord, but directly swore allegiance to the king.

Therefore, now the banner of the Golden Corps, which is also the Fourth Legion of the Kingdom, is a pale yellow flag with the logo of the three-headed fire dragon on the top and the golden skull logo on the bottom.

"Array!"

"Array!"

The endless Targaryen army soldiers came out of the camp, and the knights in the army rode their horses and commanded the soldiers to line up.

"Line up in a row!"

"Everyone, move quickly!"

The heavy rain last night made the entire battlefield muddy. The soldiers were holding weapons and shields and stepping on the muddy ground with one foot deep and one foot shallow, forming a formation.

And although the heavy rain had stopped last night, the light rain above seemed to never stop.

The silver-haired youth who disappeared into the rain last night had naturally returned long ago. Viserys rode a white horse, dressed in Valyrian steel armor, and wore two long swords around his waist.

One of them was his Sabre Twilight, and the other was the Dark Sister he found in the cave last night.

In the cave last night, Viserys pulled out the dark sister who was plugged into the crow's head and piled up the mountain, and then the outside world began to thunder and lightning. He didn't know what happened, but he vaguely guessed that it might have something to do with the legendary god of the storm. associated.

Because according to a book Viserys had read.

'The Storm God is the eternal enemy of the Drowned God, who dwells in the halls of the clouds, and the raven is his servant, who sets traps to lure the Ironborn to his own destruction. ’

Since Viserys is now in a stormy land, and encountering such a thunderstorm, coupled with the crow heads everywhere, it is difficult not to move closer to the storm god.

But guessing is just guessing. He still found some tangible evidence. He picked up a crow head with a whole body like white jade from the pile of skeletons piled up in the mountains. .

When Viserys touched the head, which was obviously much larger than the other crows, a strange feeling suddenly rose, as if an electric current had passed through his body, and even his fingers were slightly numb.

However, Viserys wanted to use this to go back to the past of this giant crow head, but he didn't know why it failed. The power of the old gods was not enough to help him see the past of this crow head, so he had to put the head Take it back with the dark sisters.

And at this time.

Step on.

Before the Targaryen army was lined up, a warhorse ran towards Viserys.

"His Majesty."

The commander of the Golden Corps, Mies Toin, was wearing golden armor with a red cloak fluttering behind him. He rode a black horse with a high head and walked to the hill against the pattering light rain.

wow-

Then the heavy armor on his body made a sound, and Mies Toyne sat on the horse and beat his chest with one hand, and bowed slightly to Viserys.

The silver-haired youth also rode his horse and stood in the rain, holding the reins with his hands with metal gloves.

He glanced at the neatly arranged Targaryen army, then turned his head to glance at the Stormland army that had preemptively occupied a high position in the distance, then withdrew his gaze and nodded at Mies Toin.

Afterwards, the commander of the Golden Corps rushed down the high hill and personally directed the entire battle, while Viserys was a bystander, quietly watching on the hill.

"I heard that Tyrant's dragon is bigger than Aegon's?"

There were soldiers in the Storm Land army whispering, watching the opposite Targaryen army lined up, the difference in numbers between the two sides was not too big, maybe the number of Targaryen army would be even smaller.

Because of the battle report from High Court, the Dornish army was defeated. Viserys changed his battle plan before Lin left King's Landing, and sent the Dothraki army to High Court first to help his allies.

The Dothraki army was led by Kargo, who had been the commander of the Allied cavalry.

"It's pure nonsense."

The other soldier shook his head when he heard his words.

"How could Viserys' dragon be as big as Aegon's?"

"This is what Stannis lied to us. How can we summon so many soldiers without scaring us?"

"If Viserys' dragon is really bigger than Aegon's, what are we fighting?"

"But I do hope"

The soldiers in Stormland whispered to each other. Although it was on the eve of the battle, the overall atmosphere was not tense.

The main reason is that the number of people on his side seems to be larger, and it has a geographical advantage.

In the war of this era, there are several iron laws that can be obeyed, and the side with more people can generally win the war.

In order to prepare for this war storm, the lords from all over the world coerced and lured to arrest the strong men.

Most of the males from the age of sixty to fourteen to fifteen years old in each territory were arrested.

The able-bodied of these people can take up weapons and join the army, while the weak can also make some bows and arrows, giant crossbows, transport supplies and so on in the rear.

Not even the women were spared. They cooked rice and treated the wounds for the soldiers on the front line.

On the other side, the battlefield was suddenly silent for a second, like a stone pressing on everyone's heart.

"Everyone, listen to my orders!"

At this moment, the general of the Targaryen army, Meath Toin, was wearing golden armor, and his red cloak was swaying. He pulled out the long sword from his waist and roared loudly.

"Prepare to attack!"

woo-

In an instant, the bloody horn sounded, and countless war drums shook the sky and thunderous roars.

"Kill! Light! Him! They!"