"Roar — — —"
The shrill cries of the beasts reverberated throughout Winterfell.
Sansa and the others looked at each other in shock. The glass windows rattled, as if the thick brick walls of the main castle were shaking slightly.
"Pterosaur, it's the roar of a pterosaur." Sansa suddenly stood up and ran to the window. "Bellerion, it's the Black Death Bellerion. What did Stannis do to it?"
"Roar!" The pterosaur's angry roar was like the sound of a truck horn. It was deafening, and the people in the main castle hundreds of meters away couldn't help but cover their ears.
Following that, a large number of humans began to wail and cry for help.
"Rumble, ka ka ka —"
The building collapsed, followed by the sound of falling bricks.
When Jon and the others reached the entrance of the West City Castle, they had no choice but to stop. The 50-meter-long Pterosaur took up almost half of the backyard. Its huge body was like a city wall. No, not a city wall, but a huge stone roller.
The pterosaur was covered in blood. No one knew whether it was its own blood or the soldiers who had been crushed to death. Its wings were tattered, and it could not fly. It could only go crazy and roll around the yard like a stone roller. Its wings, which were full of holes, beat the ground and everything around it.
The mercenaries that Erlu had placed in the courtyard were like grains on a threshing field, being crushed mercilessly by a huge stone roller.
They used swords, spears, and crossbows to attack it, but they were unable to cause any fatal injuries.
If the pterosaur touched them … they would either be flattened like mosquitoes that had their fill of blood in the summer, or like dragonflies with broken wings that were thrown into the air by children in the autumn.
The blazing red heart cloak was mixed with red minced meat, greenish-brown intestines, and white bone stubble. It was spread out and printed in the black wet mud.
The surrounding buildings were also affected.
The stables, warehouses, and other low buildings near the courtyard were like lumps of dirt in front of the stone roller. Even after being jolted by the stone roller, they were still crushed.
The huge stone castle was still quite stable. It only shook a few times, causing the glass and tiles to shatter. Cracks appeared on the walls, but it did not collapse.
Dust flew in the courtyard, and the noise shook the heavens.
It was like a scene from a monster movie turned into reality.
"Seven levels of hell!" Jon's eyes widened, his gray eyeballs trembling slightly. "What happened?"
"Hahaha, you bunch of daring clowns, you actually want to steal my Bellerion."
"Aegon!"
"Your Majesty Aegon!"
Sansa and the other nobles exclaimed.
On the balcony of the third floor of the guest room castle, the crippled Aegon was being held down by several Knights of Red Heart of Blazing Flames. He was facing the pterosaur. No one knew what he was doing.
"Aegon!" Tears welled up in Sansa's eyes. Ignoring the danger in the courtyard, she ran to the balcony and shouted at Aegon.
"Sansa?" Aegon lowered his head and saw his wife. He was happy at first, but then he hurriedly shouted, "Sansa, leave this place quickly! Bellerion has been driven mad by the red-robed woman. I can't control him either. Leave quickly!"
"Sansa! Be careful! "
Jon, Tormond, Mei Ji and the others rushed over with a giant shield, protecting Sansa in the center. Then, they quickly rushed into the guest room castle.
The giant shield could not block the pterosaur's roller, but it could block the falling bricks, tiles, broken wood, intestines, organs, and a head that had died with its eyes wide open …
"Make the pterosaur stop, or we'll kill you!" The pockmarked knight was furious. He grabbed Aegon's clothes and roared.
Jon, Sansa and the others rushed to the second floor. Before they could enter Aegon's bedroom, they were blocked by a group of Knights of Red Heart of Blazing Flames.
Separated by a bedroom that was forty to fifty square meters, they saw Sir Richard grabbing Aegon's collar and shouting rudely on the balcony opposite.
"B * stard, even if he's a regular knight, after being captured, he should be respected as a noble. His Majesty Aegon is the king, and you treat him like this?! "
Big Jon roared. Like an angry lion, he raised his shield and rushed in.
Uh, before he charged at the Knights of Red Heart of Blazing Flames, he secretly gave Mei Ji, Gilbert and the others a look.
Mei Ji and the others were really naive, unlike him, who was picky and did not understand the meaning of the look. On the other hand, Jon and Sansa …
Sansa almost had the same thought as Big Jon: Take advantage of the chaos to rescue King Aegon.
Jon, on the other hand, saw Big Jon's strange look, and saw him shrink his tall body behind the shield and charge with all his might, instead of being angry and beating people randomly. Only then did Jon roughly guess Big Jon's intention.
He looked around in confusion, wondering if he should be sneaky for once and steal his brother-in-law out. Then, he saw Erlu leading a large group of knights and striding over from the corner.
"Cough, cough, Count Amber, don't be rash. Report this to King Stannis and let him handle it." He quickly went forward and pulled back Big Jon, who had charged into the bedroom like a bull.
Well, Jon Amber was a big man who was more than 2.1 meters tall. His body was covered with thick muscles, and he looked like a giant bear that was intimidating.
He was ferocious and terrifying. He had single-handedly pierced through a team of twenty Knights of Red Heart of Blazing Flames.
If Erlu had come a few minutes later, he might have been able to rescue Aegon.
It was not against tradition for captives to escape from prison or be rescued by their own people. But if they were caught, they would lose the treatment of nobles. If it was light, they would be beaten up. If it was heavy, their limbs would be chopped off or even killed.
After Erlu brought his men to stabilize the chaotic situation in the room, Aegon had a smug smile on his face.
He said calmly, "It's useless even if you kill me. It's useless for anyone but my aunt to come."
"Even if I don't kill you, can't I kill it?" Erlu said coldly.
Aegon's expression changed several times. He said dejectedly, "Send me down and get closer. At least let the Black Death God leave Winterfell."
"Your Majesty, the pterosaur has gone mad. It's too dangerous. Don't go," Sansa said in shock.
Aegon tapped his forehead and said proudly and bitterly, "Don't worry, the Paladin's Seal in my mind hasn't shattered.
Aunt Danny was right. Other than her, no deity can take away the mounts from us dragon knights. "
After Aegon left under the protection of hundreds of knights, Sansa shouted angrily at Erlu, "Do you still have the honor of a noble?
Nobles have the right to redeem their swords and mounts.
We were talking about the ransom, and I agreed to your request. How can you steal my husband's pterosaur? "
This was also the truth.
Just like when Danny participated in the tournament and defeated a knight, she could choose one of the spoils of war from the other party's armor, weapon, or horse. However, as long as the other party paid the ransom, she had to hand over the spoils of war.
This was because most of the time, knights wore ancestral armor that had been passed down for generations in battle.
To you, it was the value of the armor itself. To a defeated knight, it had a very special meaning, even representing the family's honor.
For example, Stark's Ice and Bronze Jon's bronze armor.
Old Jon was a traditional knight who loved to participate in tournaments and was brave enough to participate in real wars.
It was impossible for him to never lose in his life, but his ancestral bronze armor had been passed down for nearly ten thousand years.
After Eide's death, Tyrion had thought of returning Ice to Winterfell after the war ended.
But when the Rebellion of the Four Kings subsided, Robb died, and Stark had no descendants. Thus, Tywin took over Ice.
Because it was against the rules and he was afraid that others would gossip, the Elder Lion secretly found Master Torb Mott to reforge the sword.
At this time, not many people knew that the Oathkeeper Sword and Widow's Howl came from Ice. At least, Sansa, who had been staying in the Red Keep, did not know. She kept asking Tyrion, "Where is my father's sword?"
"Your Majesty Stannis, you really shouldn't have done this." Jon's expression was ugly.
Erlu glared at him, his expression even uglier.
A savage wearing a sealskin coat said with disdain, "When we saw the power of your red sword in Dark Castle, we all asked the Dragon Queen why she returned the sword to you and why she didn't steal it for herself.
But she said, 'There are many things in the world that I love, do you want to steal them all? A person should abide by the most basic moral principles. '
At that time, I secretly laughed at her for being stupid.
After comparing my actions with yours today, I realized that there is such a big difference between kings. "
He was called Daviin, nicknamed the "Seal Skinner."
The two thousand savages who surrendered were led by two chiliarchs, who were his and the giants' nemesis, Tormond.
When the Dragon Queen activated the red sword, Tormond was still playing hide-and-seek outside the Great Wall, while Daviin entered the Great Wall and became a chiliarch.
"How dare you! Is this the attitude you should have towards a king? "
Erlu was speechless. His King's Hand, Davos, immediately stood up to defend the king's dignity.
"Bah, I am a savage from the Great Wall. The king outside the Great Wall is Mance, and the king inside the Great Wall is Danny Rize. That's what we discussed back then." Daviin spat and sneered.
The Onion Knight ignored the barbarian and turned to the nobles. "Let me ask you, when you are on the march to war and need to kill horses to fill your stomachs, will you pedantically keep the war horses that you captured?"
"How is that the same?" Meiji said unhappily. "Eating is a must, but will we die if we don't ride dragons?"
"Yes, we will die!" Davos said seriously. "The news of His Majesty Aegon's capture has not spread yet, but the two armies of the True Dragon Alliance are about to attack the King's Landing. If His Majesty Aegon does not arrive, the Alliance's morale will definitely drop. There may even be a risk of disbanding.
That is why I must rush to the King's Landing immediately. Becoming a winged dragon knight is the best and most urgent choice. "
"What does that have to do with us? Don't dream of the Iron Throne if you don't have the ability, "Sansa said sarcastically.
Davos sighed bitterly in his mind, but said seriously, "Don't forget that His Majesty Aegon's ransom is the right to command the two armies and your loyalty to him after he ascends the Iron Throne.
If I can't complete my mission, your ransom will not be fulfilled and His Majesty Aegon will not be released. "
"What do you take us for? Clay dolls that you can knead as you please? "Sansa's blue eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Davos turned his head away, ashamed. His soul felt like it was being boiled in a pot of oil, but his face was as cold as ice.
Stannis is my king, my god. I am willing to give up everything for him!
This is his only chance. I will help him grasp it, even if it means losing my honor!
"Your Majesty, the foundation of the ransom is profit. If you only have the right to command in name but can't command a single soldier, then the right to command is worth less than a copper coin. "
Even Jon couldn't help but frown. "You're making things difficult for him, making trouble for no reason!
The ransom is only to hand over the right to command.
Whether the commanders listen or not and whether they can take the King's Landing has nothing to do with Sansa and His Majesty Aegon.
Because if they hand over the right to command and announce their self-exile, they will no longer be the king and queen of the commanders. How will they command their vassals? "
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