Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos-Chapter 181 - Attack on the Great Sept of Baelor (II)

"You will have to burn in the flames of the dragon. This is not a choice, it is an ultimatum that your end is near." Queen Daenerys I Targaryen, the Impaler.

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The three sons of House Tyrell, with around five thousand fully armed soldiers, took on the role of protecting the rearguard while preventing anyone from attacking the main army.

"Garlan, kill anyone who approaches the shield barrier." Willas spoke as he drew a sword himself, ready to fight his soldiers. He knew that when the attack began, the fanatics and devout believers tried to help the Great Sept of Baelor, he couldn't allow such a thing to happen.

"Loras, you're the youngest, don't hesitate to kill." Looking at his younger brother who had never fought in a real war, Willas spoke with a deadly serious tone.

Although somewhat nervous, Loras nodded as he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. "I know brother, I won't disappoint."

Willas nodded with satisfaction and showed a serious look, he looked towards the Great Sept of Baelor and showed a cold look. Everyone in House Tyrell didn't have a good impression of the Faith of the Seven, especially since the Faith of the Seven supported House Hightower instead of House Tyrell.

"I just hope things don't get too complicated." Willas muttered as he looked at the soldiers around him.

"Get into formation and prepare for battle!!!" Willas shouted loudly and the soldiers took up defensive positions with their shields.

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On the other side, Daenerys and Rhaella stood side by side with their dragons, Balerion and Vermithor. Both dragons looked agitated and anyone could tell that they were in a bad mood at the moment.

Which wasn't surprising, given that they could sense their riders' feelings.

Rage and fury seemed to pulse through the veins of both dragons, making them even more violent, like volcanoes ready to erupt at any moment.

"Burn that damn septum to ashes." Rhaella spoke with a terribly cold tone. The image of Daenerys wounded wouldn't go away from her mind, causing her to become completely filled with rage.

Seeing Rhaella's expression, Daenerys felt her heart swell with a warm and gentle feeling. "Don't worry, mother. I have Aenar's magic to protect me, nothing will happen to me."

"Titus was supposed to be with us at this time to protect us, he alone could demolish the Great Sept of Baelor by himself." Rhaella spoke after hearing Daenerys' words.

Although she knew it was true that her daughter was in no danger from the magic that Aenar had placed in all the members of House Targaryen, she still couldn't help but feel upset about her daughter being hurt by a fanatic.

"Titus has to be somewhere more important." Daenerys knew the importance of beings like Titus, Sigismund and Leda, all three of whom were pillars against the forces of darkness. Instead of protecting them, she knew that the Primarch would be infinitely more useful in the army, killing the enemies of House Targaryen.

Rhaella could agree with Daenerys' words, but she still felt that the world was very dangerous, especially with the appearance of gods, monsters and other things. It was normal for her to have this kind of concern surrounded by so many powerful enemies.

"Today we're going to say that the continent of Westeros has only one supreme power, House Targaryen, and we don't respect the laws of men or gods." Daenerys spoke with a cold tone as she climbed onto Balerion's saddle.

The dragon didn't even have to wait for his Rider's words, Balerion rose from the ground and let out a mighty roar. His eyes, red as hot coals, seemed especially fierce at that moment.

Rhaella followed her daughter's movements and sat on Vermithor's saddle. The bronze dragon was even more violent than Balerion, he let out an even louder roar, even though he was only a few meters shorter.

The two winged creatures rose into the sky as they flapped their powerful wings.

Monford, who was positioned on the front line, looked up into the sky and saw the two dragons heading towards the Great Sept of Baelor.

"For King Aenar!!!" He shouted loudly and advanced towards the religious building.

"For the King!!!"

"For the true king of Westeros!!!"

the army of House Tyrell and the other minor houses advanced fearlessly towards the Great Sept of Baelor. The streets were filled with soldiers, who advanced like waves, without any hindrance or rather, no one dared to stop them!

The High Sparrow, who had obviously already received the report of the attack, was still wearing a plain gray tunic. Beside him, there were at least a thousand men and women, the most incredible thing was that they were all wearing armor!!!

"The heretics are coming." High Sparrow spoke with a gentle, warm tone. "Kill them in the name of our god, no blasphemer should be left alive."

With about ten times the difference in enemy numbers, the man seemed indifferent as if it were normal for a thousand people to defeat an army of over ten thousand soldiers.

"In the name of God!!!"

"God's army will not fail!!!"

"God of the Seven Faces!!!"

The fanatics shouted loudly, fury and anger could be seen on the faces of every believer, they were outraged at being attacked.

High Sparrow saw this and smiled satisfactorily, although he had been taken by surprise by the attack, he didn't panic. He just had to hold off for a while to let the commoners know what was happening at the moment.

In a city of half a million people, even if only twenty thousand came to help, they outnumbered the enemy. At the same time, he didn't think the incestuous monstrosity was brave enough to kill twenty thousand commoners!

However, what Sparrow didn't know was that Aenar had said to kill them all and show no mercy, it was better to eliminate these hidden dangers now than leave them for the future, where they might join a much larger army.

So Sparrow never expected Daenerys to be so decisive as to order the death of every commoner who dared to stand up for the Faith of the Seven!

When Monford and Aurane arrived at the square of the Great Sept of Baelor, they were surprised to see a formal and properly armed army. They were shocked, which was a common expression at the time.

A thousand pieces of armor was not something frivolous, it was a strategic war resource and forbidden to be made on a large scale by commoners and lesser nobles.

Now to see that the Faith of the Seven had an army of a thousand men and women in armor in the most important city in Westeros made many lords think that the Faith of the Seven had been preparing to rebel for a long time.

They thanked Daenerys for being so decisive in destroying the Great Sept of Baelor, once this army tried to take the city, they could control a good part of the city in no time, along with the reputation of the church, in one day King's Landing should be on its knees.

"Attack!!!" Aurane was the first to advance towards the enemy army. If there was one person who was most eager to gain merit, it was him!

The army followed behind the Bastard of Driftmark, both armies colliding head-on, one trying to kill the other at any cost.

Between the shields, spears and swords, they tried to pierce the enemy with deadly brutality. Both sides spared no effort trying to kill each other. It was a real hell for those on the front line.

When a man died, those behind him took his place and continued the fight, oblivious to the bodies piling up beneath them.

This was the true face of war, humans turning into real animals who only knew how to kill each other.

High Sparrow just knelt and prayed as everyone killed themselves in front of him Bodies fell around him as blood dyed the once immaculate marble a shade of red from sin and death. The man remained calm and prayed despite the bodies of his companions constantly falling. ƒreewebɳovel.com

Suddenly, two roars sounded in the sky, but both armies didn't stop fighting as the winged creatures above him arrived.

"Dracarys Balerion!!!" Daenerys shouted and Balerion obeyed, black fire shooting out of the dragon's funnel-shaped mouth and crashing into one of the towers of the Great Sept of Baelor!

The flame came into contact with the walls of the church, slightly melting the wall, but far from actually being able to melt the tower as Caraxes had done. Although Balerion's flame wasn't enough, Vermithor's flame collided with the tower, adding even more heat.

The flame of the two dragons was enough to melt much of the tower of the Great Sept of Baelor, after all the church was not made of the same material as Harrenhal.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone in King's Landing, one of the towers of the Great Sept of Baelor became a wall of flames!

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