The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Daenerys looked at Jon, Barristan, Jorah, Missandei, Grey Worm, Hero, Ragged Prince, Daario, Rakharo… Her gaze turned sharp and stern: "Anyone willing to surrender to the Mountain, I will give you a ship to join the opposing fleet." Daenerys pointed her hand towards the fleet surrounding them.

No one answered, an invisible sense of tragic grandeur flowed across the deck like a tide.

"Since none of you are willing to surrender, then let us together welcome glory!" Daenerys shouted loudly.

Clang clang clang clang clang clang!

A chorus of longswords being drawn rang out. The generals and guards all drew their longswords and held them up, on the flagship's deck, like a forest of sword light.

United in hatred against a common enemy, their morale was soaring!

Daenerys chose to fight to the death!

"General Jorah, Ser Barristan, you command the right flank."

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Jorah Mormont and Barristan Selmy were imposing and composed.

They knew they would die today, but instead, they felt relieved! Fight to the death, die in battle, to live up to the Queen and honor!

Jorah looked at Daenerys with deep affection and reluctance, and strode out with Barristan. The soldiers standing with their longswords on the deck separated, and the two quickly walked to the right side of the ship, grabbed the ropes, and jumped onto the guard warships on the right.

"Grey Worm, Hero, you command the left flank."

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Grey Worm and Hero strode out, ran to the left side of the ship, grabbed the ropes, and swung through the air onto the left guard warships.

"Jon, Daario, Rakharo, Ragged Prince, we will command the center army, and face the Mountain!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The four answered together, their expressions full of heroic spirit amidst the tragic atmosphere.

All four knew they would die today, but instead, they were filled with fighting spirit. Jon also swept away the gloom of the past few days and burst out with the determination and will to fight to the death.

On the flagship's deck, two hundred soldiers were all ready to die! Handmaidens Irri and Jhiqui, as well as the blonde-haired, blue-eyed Doreah, all drew their short swords! Missandei, the Queen's personal handmaiden and the 'translator' of various languages, also drew her short sword!

Daenerys looked at Jon. Jon strode to the bow of the ship, jumped onto the prow, raised his horn, and blew the horn of attack.

Woooo woooo woooo!

The horn sounded through time and space, echoing across the sea.

Woooo woooo woooo!

The horn of attack sounded from the guard ship on the right!

Woooo woooo woooo!

The horn of attack sounded from the guard ship on the left!

Daenerys's fleet split into three and launched an attack on the enemy's crescent-shaped fleet formation that surrounded them.

Shoo!

Rakharo bent his bow and shot an arrow into the sky. He did not aim at the Mountain and his dragon. The dragon was too big, and the small arrow's damage to the dragon would be like an ant biting an elephant. He aimed at Arianne Martell.

A stream of orange-red dragon flame spewed from the white dragon's mouth. The arrow shot into the flames and instantly turned to ashes.

Woooo woooo woooo!

Daenerys blew the Dragon Horn.

Drogon and Rhaegal flew sideways, drawing graceful arcs, and returned to Daenerys's flagship.

"Crouch down, Drogon!" Drogon crouched down, and Daenerys jumped onto the dragon's back.

"Rhaegal, crouch down!" Daenerys shouted.

Rhaegal crouched down!

"Jon, get on the dragon's back!" Daenerys's expression was unyielding, and she was incomparably majestic.

Jon glanced at Daenerys, then looked up at the Mountain in the high sky who had not moved at all. It was hard for him to believe, but he still resolutely walked towards Rhaegal and grabbed Rhaegal's dragon horn. Rhaegal's dragon eyes flashed with light, glittering like gemstone brilliance, and his nostrils spewed hot air, blowing Jon's hair and cloak.

Rhaegal sniffed Jon's scent.

"Rhaegal, he is your master," Daenerys shouted, "Jon, Rhaegal has become familiar with you these past few days. Get on the dragon's back. There are only Targaryens who die in battle, no Targaryens who surrender."

Jon's blood was boiling. He flipped onto the dragon's back. Rhaegal's body shook and suddenly stood up, almost throwing Jon off.

Rhaegal was being ridden for the first time!

"Your Majesty, how do I ride?" Jon shouted.

"Grab anything you can grab, and don't let yourself fall off."

Jon grabbed one of Rhaegal's dragon horns with his right hand and a long bronze-colored barb on Rhaegal's neck with his left hand.

"Drogon, Rhaegal, fly, fight!" Daenerys shouted.

Jon only felt his body lighten, followed by a huge force tearing him backward, and he couldn't help but scream. When he caught his first breath, he realized that he had flown into the high sky and was facing the Mountain and Arianne from afar.

The Mountain and Arianne were riding dragons in the high sky, and neither of them had moved. The dragons flapped their wings and hovered in the air.

"Your Majesty!"

A female voice rushed into the air. Asha Greyjoy arrived, driving the Sea Serpent ship.

"Asha, attack!" Daenerys pointed her hand towards the pirate ships on the right and the Mountain's fleet.

Woooo woooo woooo!

Asha jumped onto the bow of the ship and blew a unique horn rhythm. This horn sound was different from other horn sounds and was unique to the Iron Islands.

In the distance, Asha's vanguard fleet had already completed its formation, and hundreds of black warships were pressing towards the east of the Mountain's fleet and the Dornish fleet.

When Asha drove the ship to rescue her master, she had already issued combat orders and completed the fleet formation.

Her unique Iron Islands horn sound, different from any other horn sound, issued an attack order.

"Attack!" The Mountain also issued an order. As soon as his voice came out, it immediately shattered Asha's horn sound.

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Boom boom boom boom!

Thousands of war drums sounded, like thunder, like a tsunami. This was a tragic sea battle.

Daenerys's determination not to surrender and her courage to face death inspired all her generals and soldiers, and also caused Jon's aversion and hostility towards her to almost completely disappear. Whether it was the Dothraki who were seasick, or the Unsullied who did not know fear at all, or the Ironborn warriors from the Iron Islands, all burst out with amazing fighting power. This morale also affected the mercenaries who took the money, and surprisingly, not a single ship escaped.

This was a miracle!

Daenerys's generals and soldiers, like Daenerys, all believed that they would die this time, so they all came to fight to the death!

The Mountain's dragon plus Arianne's white dragon were invincible. This was a sea battle destined to be slaughtered.

Since death was inevitable, then welcome glory with Her Majesty!

One side was ready to die, the other side had dragons in formation, taking up all the advantages, and brave generals and bandits were like clouds.

When the Mountain, who was always as steady as a mountain, shouted the attack, the warships on both sides seemed to attack each other instantly, colliding, lining up, and jumping onto each other's ships for close combat. In the brilliant sunshine of the early morning, this sea area erupted with earth-shattering battle sounds!

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The Mountain and Arianne stared at Daenerys and Jon.

The Mountain had some slight concerns in his heart.

He was not the Unburnt.

Neither was Arianne Martell.

Opposite them, Jon Targaryen was still crookedly adapting to Rhaegal's undulations. He looked down and saw that the battle below was already fiery. The warships on both sides were interweaving into each other's formations, unfolding collision tactics. On the lined-up warships, the soldiers on both sides were fighting desperately. From the current point of view, the pirate fleet on the Mountain's left wing had gained the advantage, but although the fleet on the right wing had become huge due to the addition of the Mountain's captured fleet, it was barely blocked by the fleet led by Jorah and Barristan. And in the distance to the east, Asha's fleet was flanking the Mountain's own fleet.

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Riding on Drogon's back, Daenerys stared at the Mountain. She felt a little strange in her heart. Why didn't the Mountain rush up? This was not in line with the Mountain's notoriety.

Moreover, in the fleet below. The outer periphery of the right wing was the Mountain's fleet. As prisoners, the generals and soldiers on the fleet had their weapons taken away. Although they had more than five hundred warships and more than ten thousand generals and soldiers, they did not have their own handy weapons. Once Asha's vanguard fleet crushed the Mountain fleet's defense from the outermost periphery, the situation of the naval battle might be changed.

The Mountain needed to end the battle in a very short time, but why was he driving the dragon and not moving, but staring at her and Jon? What was he waiting for?

The Dragon Thief was more than enough for Drogon and Rhaegal, but the Mountain's concern was not the dragon battle, but to protect himself from being swept by dragon fire first. He chose a tactic: defensive counterattack. If he was not on the dragon's back, his tactic would become an active attack.

Although he had all the advantages, and the Dragon Thief was invincible among the four dragons, the Mountain himself was not. He was a mortal who was afraid of dragon fire.

The Mountain knew his advantages very well, and he also knew his disadvantages very well. He was actually a person who cherished life. To put it plainly, he was afraid of death. His appearance and aura looked majestic and unparalleled, making even the most ferocious and cruel hooligans admire him and only want to follow him, but deep down in his heart, he had always cherished his own little life. Crossing the Mountain was never a reckless and brave giant.

His rough and burly body contained a cautious girlish heart.

"Arianne, go help the left wing!" The Mountain issued an order.

Arianne gave a light shout, and the white dragon suddenly lowered its altitude, passed under the Dragon Thief's body, and pounced on Daenerys's left-wing fleet.

The Mountain's left-wing fleet, led by Steven Clegane, was rushing and fighting fiercely and had already gained a huge advantage on the scene.

Steven Clegane, who took the lead, burst out with amazing fighting power. He was covered in blood, and the blade of his long-handled axe was already rolled up. Under his leadership, his skull ship rammed and sank an enemy ship in the middle, and after lining up, it swept two enemy ships in a row, breaking open a huge gap in the opponent's defense. Under his influence, more than two hundred pirate ships on the left wing burst out with amazing fighting power and quickly gained a dominant advantage on the situation.

Steven was a bandit, and the pirates were not kind people. Steven, who had already handed over his life and soul to the Mountain, went crazy, and his soldiers followed suit and all became madmen.

The white dragon suddenly joined the battle, and a stream of orange-red dragon flame spewed out, like a huge red knife falling from the sky, one knife, from west to east, all the way forward, splitting Daenerys's left-wing fleet in the middle into two halves.

Daenerys's left-wing fleet was all infantry elites: the Unsullied! But unfortunately, the Unsullied were not the navy, they were the best infantry. Naval warfare, this was their first time. When the warships were shaking violently in the waves of the sea, the fearless qualities of the Unsullied, whose formations were scattered and who could not stand firmly, could not be transformed into effective tactics.

The fierce flames soared into the sky, reflecting the sea red, and the screams drowned out the sound of the sea's wind and waves.

How fast the dragon flew, how fast this red, hot, and unmatched knife pierced through.

Grey Worm and Hero, the leaders of the Unsullied who were holding off the enemy ships' crazy attacks and constantly pushing back in the middle of the front line, stopped fighting and looked at the fire behind them in disbelief.

The white dragon Viserys's attack was too sudden, too fierce, and too fast!

Unexpectedly!

Perhaps in the white dragon's will, it had already been affected by the dragon knight, carrying the anger and hostility in the dragon knight Arianne Martell's heart towards Daenerys. She had no personal emotional hostility towards Daenerys, until the Mountain asked her how to make Daenerys submit. A trace of discomfort was like a seed in spring, and it quickly took root and grew vigorously in Arianne's heart.

Chirp!

A dragon roar sounded behind Arianne Martell. She turned her head and saw Jon driving Rhaegal and chasing after her crookedly.

"Pull up!" Arianne shouted coldly.

The white dragon suddenly pulled up, shoo, straight up to the sky like an arrow.

Arianne turned her head and saw Rhaegal, who was chasing closely, also pulling up to chase, and Jon on Rhaegal's body was already hanging in the air, unable to stick to the dragon's back. He screamed ah ah ah ah and grabbed the dragon horn tightly with both hands, completely relying on his arm strength to prevent himself from falling into the sea.

Jon, who was not good at riding, was like a black cloth rolled up in a hurricane.

"Dive, attack the fleet," Arianne shouted. A faint hint of ridicule appeared on her round mouth.

Jon Targaryen was not her opponent.

She could have turned her head and killed Jon by surprise with her skilled riding advantage, but she knew that Daenerys and Jon were the only people in the Targaryen family, one male and one female, which was the perfect match for the Targaryen family's traditional marriage.

As for why she suddenly thought of these things, Arianne herself could not explain. Anyway, she let Jon go and did not kill him when Jon had no time to fight.

The white dragon received the knight's order, and the person and the dragon were in sync. With perfect cooperation, the white dragon Viserys shooed and dived, easily甩开了 Jon and Rhaegal, and quickly widened the distance between the two sides with Rhaegal's direction being one positive and one negative.

"Dragon flame!" Arianne shouted嬌.

A fireball spewed out and hit an enemy ship accurately with a bang.

The dragon flame attack just now was like a red giant blade falling from the sky, while the fireball attack at this time was like a marksman's click.

Bang bang bang!

Fireballs spewed out like a string of beads, one by one, like red meteorites falling, drawing a dazzling light in the air, accurately hitting one enemy ship after another.

Daenerys's left-wing fleet - collapsed!

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On the right wing, Jorah Mormont's guard warship, Asha's Sea Serpent warship, Barristan's Dragon warship, and Daario's Queen warship in the middle, several warships were like several sharp blades, attacking into the Mountain's fleet and fighting with the pirate fleet led by Dorne and the Royal fleet led by Vaggner Garr.

To the east, Asha's Iron Islands fleet was systematically crushing the Redwyne fleet under the Mountain's command, who were without their own weapons.

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