"What if we don't die?" Jaime did not understand Cersei's prophecy.
"No, I want to go to heaven! Jaime, help me! "Cersei begged, clutching the scroll tightly.
Jaime put his hand on it again, and Cersei struggled again.
Jaime looked at her helplessly.
"I think it's better to tell you about the prophecy," Cersei said.
"What are you doing?! Soldiers are coming this way! "The dwarf wailed downstairs.
Cersei spoke faster. "Do you still remember the toad witch? She had prophesied that my brother would seize me by the pale throat and take my life.
I thought it was Tyrion and wanted to kill him. Now I know it was you. "
"I didn't want to," Jaime said in pain.
"I know, I know, my dear! I'm sorry, but this is fate. My life has been going according to the witch's prophecy. Before I die, I want to try one last time to change my fate! "
"Don't grab my neck. Stab me to death!" She gritted her teeth.
Jaime stood up, drew Widow's Howl from his belt, turned his back sadly, and waved it gently at Cersei's neck.
"Chi chi …" Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the Golden Thread Lion's cloak red.
"Arghhh!" Cersei hissed in pain.
James turned his head back, only to find that his hand had trembled and he had chopped at the wrong spot.
Seeing that Cersei was in so much pain, he let go of the sword hilt and rushed to her side. He grabbed her slender neck and twisted it, ending her pain once and for all.
But when he moved his trembling hand away and looked at Cersei's body, he was shocked to see that her eyes were wide open, and she looked like she had died with a grievance.
Only then did he remember that Cersei had asked him to help her change her fate …
"F * ck, what are you doing?" The dwarf ran up the stairs again. His silver armor was stained with blood, and the axe in his hand was also stained red.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Don't let him run away, dwarf!"
The sound of soldiers running and shouting could be heard from the staircase below.
Looking at his sister's eyes that were wide open in death, the dwarf spat, "You've killed her!"
"Tessa!" He pulled Jaime back and shouted at the window.
Boom! The next moment, wood shavings flew everywhere, bricks toppled over, and a small part of the wall collapsed. A huge beak reached in.
"Ssss ~ ~ ~ ~" Tessa opened her mouth and screamed. A gust of wind blew in the room.
"Now!" Tyrion grabbed Cersei's body, flung it forward, and jumped into Tessa's mouth.
Well, Tessa could swallow a horse alive, and her mouth could easily hold three living people.
"Jaime!" The dwarf turned around and cried out anxiously.
Jaime was stunned for a moment. When he turned around and saw the Red Fort guards rushing up, he didn't dare delay any longer and jumped in as well.
"Boom!" Tessa kicked hard, and her huge body flew out of the Empress Dowager Pagoda upside down.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Dragon-Slaying Crossbows were nailed to her wings, back, and abdomen. Even her neck was pierced by four to five sharp arrows.
"Ahwooh ~ ~ ~" Leaving behind a pool of fresh blood, Tessa howled as she disappeared into the dark Blackwater Bay.
.....
Back then, Jon had sent 2,000 Winterfell Cavalrymen to follow Erlu to the south to fight the Iron Throne. After the Battle of Winterfell, 1,000 Cavalrymen remained in the valley to form the third defense line. The other 1,000 Cavalrymen followed the rations in the valley from Seagull Town to King's Landing.
It wasn't that Jon wanted to be loyal to Erlu. He wasn't interested in the glory of conquering the King's Landing. He was willing to send 1,000 Cavalrymen to King's Landing because Erlu had told him about the "Battle of King's Landing" plan.
To put it bluntly, Jon had asked Big Jon to lead 1,000 Cavalrymen to King's Landing in order to fight the deviant ghosts.
Hence, when Erlu's mercenaries and the vassals of the valley fought the Iron Throne's army, Jon only led the Northerners to follow behind and collect the corpses.
Collecting the corpses was literally collecting the corpses.
The Northerners carried the corpses of the dead soldiers from both sides and the innocent civilians outside the city and burned them together.
On the first day, the Northerners collected 4,000 corpses. The Iron Throne lost 2,000, the vassals lost 1,500, and the other 500 were civilians.
Among them, Erlu had executed more than two hundred of his own men. Jon followed suit and used the Dark Sisters to cut off the heads of twenty Knights of the North.
Because they burned, killed, and looted!
On the day of King's Landing's siege, as Varys had said, many nobles were used to the venting of their soldiers.
However, Erlu had never spoiled his soldiers in the past few years.
No matter how difficult the situation was, he was very strict with his soldiers. If they encountered anyone who raped women, robbed civilians, or killed indiscriminately, they would be tied up and sacrificed to the Red God, regardless of whether they were mercenaries, peasant soldiers, or noble knights.
Just like when Erlu had led 1,000 cavalrymen and 3,000 clansmen to attack Winterfell, they had traveled thousands of kilometers in the snow. Many of the soldiers could not bear the hunger and secretly ate the flesh of their comrades. However, if they were discovered by Erlu, they would be burned regardless of whether they were hungry or not.
Jon followed suit.
As such, on the second day, there were no more incidents of rape or looting in King's Landing.
However, the strict discipline also resulted in many deserters in Erlu's army.
"Merciful Virgin Mary! Duke Jon, please let me go! My eight-year-old son and fifty-year-old mother are waiting for me in my hometown in Braavos. I can't die. "
At the north shore of Blackwater Bay, behind a small hill, there was a four-meter long boat tied to a shallow beach. The boat was filled with gold and silver utensils and leather coats stained with blood.
Four Braavosi soldiers from the Great White Shark Mercenary Group knelt on the icy beach and kowtowed to the Unicorn Rider at the top of the hill.
Behind the Unicorn Rider, there were 30 horseless cavalrymen with bows and arrows aimed at the mercenaries on the beach.
"Caw, caw, caw, there's blood. Murder, they're murdering people! Don't let any of them go. Take them all away. "The big crow flew from the boat and landed on the Unicorn Rider's shoulder as he cawed loudly.
"Hoo hoo hoo ~" The white wolf beside the Unicorn Rider snorted in agreement.
"Capture them. If they resist, kill them on the spot," Jon's eyes flashed as he ordered coldly.
On the way back to the campsite, Jon met Davos, who looked exhausted.
"Duke Stark, how many captives did you capture today?" The Onion Rider greeted him.
Jon pointed behind him and said, "Not too many. Including these four, only 23."
"Only 23 …" The Old Knight smiled bitterly.
"They're all mercenaries with no honor. They robbed a bunch of gold and silver utensils from the White Head Fish Hotel on Powder Street and planned to escape," Jon said.
"Let them go." Davos waved at the Northerners who were holding the deserters. "We're close to Aegon Hill. Tomorrow, we'll take the Red Castle. The war will be over soon.
From tonight onwards, I'll arrange for the soldiers to go to Silk Street in batches — "
The Old Knight smiled ambiguously. "Duke, you can also go and take a look. There are girls from all over the world on Silk Street. There's even Saintess Yuan Kaizi who's proficient in the seven types of spring cries."
"No, no need." Jon quickly waved his hand to refuse.
If it was another time, he wouldn't mind going to the famous Silk Street in the King's Landing to observe. But the bitter civil war of the humans these days made him very depressed. He was even a little confused about the future, so he wasn't in the mood to visit brothels.
The King's Hand then announced to the soldiers that His Majesty Stannis would pay for everyone to visit the brothels and promised a high reward.
The camp was filled with cheers and the atmosphere was instantly high. Even the deserters were gone.
Today's war ended in the afternoon. The pterosaur knights in the sky even saw a large number of Tiemin escaping from the King's Landing through the King's Gate in the south and the Mud Gate near the river.
"Duke, You Lun escaped!" Big Jon stood outside the steel gate. He saw the unicorn knight from a few dozen meters away and shouted at the top of his lungs. "We won, even though we didn't fight a single battle."
"Are you sure? I just met Count Davos. He said he would only attack the Red Keep tomorrow." Jon was bewildered.
"Even we have deserters on our side. Tiemin can't see any hope of victory, so there will only be more deserters. Now that those Tiemin are running away in waves, how many will be left in the Red Keep tomorrow? You Lun won't be able to escape tomorrow if you don't run today. "Big Jon chuckled.
Jon's heart skipped a beat. "How many people died today?"
Big Jon stepped on the wet mud mixed with snow and water as he walked to the unicorn. He exhaled a white breath and sighed. "It's a bit tragic today. We lost five thousand people, and the other side lost six or seven thousand. We're almost at our limit. It's just a matter of who breaks down first.
Now it seems that our morale isn't high, but it's much better than You Lun. "
"The casualties are too heavy." Jon's expression was heavy.
"Sigh, the Mystic Dragon is also effective in street battles. At noon, three Dragon Knights were even shot down!" Big Jon shook his head.
"I only heard a whine." Jon frowned.
"Two of them were shot through the head and fell to the ground like rocks. They didn't even make a sound before they died."
After explaining, Big Jon sighed. "You Lun are too sinister. You actually hid the Dragon Slayer crossbow in a residential building and aimed through the bowl-sized window on the roof. It was like shooting live targets."
"That scene was too spectacular. The explosion was too sudden. I was stunned at the time. Not only was I stunned, the entire battlefield was silent.
Then, Stannis rode the two-headed Mystic Dragon and burned the streets in anger. Every house that was shot with the crossbow, no matter if it was a residential building or an army stronghold, was set on fire.
However, the Mystic Dragon wasn't invincible. I saw it with my own eyes. At least two arrows pierced through the Mystic Dragon's neck. Blood flowed out, and its wings became … like the rags of the church's beggar army.
In the end, it couldn't even fly.
Now, I understand why the Dragon Queen's Megalosaurus wore chainmail. "
Jon was also fascinated by the story. He said regretfully, "I didn't expect there to be a Dragon battle today. I should have left a crow in the sky to watch the battle."
"Watch the battle, I want to watch the battle. Caw, caw, caw!" The Mormont crow immediately flapped its wings and cawed.
"Indeed, today's battle was more exciting than yesterday. I have to say, although You Lun was at a disadvantage, today's battle was beautiful. " Big Jon was excited and regretful. "It's a pity that we didn't participate in such a magnificent battle!"
"Even if you didn't participate in the Battle of Winterfell, you should know how serious the situation of the Seven Kingdoms is.
What's the point of the infighting between the Humans now other than wasting power? "Big Jon's eyes were sharp as he scolded.
"I'm just saying."
Although he was an elder of Winterfell for three generations, Big Jon was still as obedient as the Direwolf beside Big Jon when he was scolded in front of everyone.
Jon didn't oppress him and immediately comforted him gently, "Quickly move the corpses out of the city and burn them. Tonight, you can go to Silk Street for a stroll. Stannis will pay for it."
"Haha, that's great!" Big Jon laughed and said with nostalgia, "The last time I went to Silk Street was during the War of the Usurpers. Your father Eide —"
“BOOOOOM!”
The earth shook and their ears buzzed. In the King's Landing City, the enchanting green color suddenly filled their vision.
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