Chapitre 327: Chapter 327: Ambush
Indeed, Viserys commanded a formidable force.
He had over sixty thousand soldiers, and three dragons that would only grow larger with time. He had fame, wealth, and military power.
Viserys could use brute force to conquer the Seven Kingdoms, silencing all opposition.
He could rule without the trust of the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms, even reducing them all to commoners and replacing them with foreigners.
He could also rule without the trust and support of the people of Westeros, ruling through force alone.
But if he had neither, what use would the throne be to Viserys?
He understood that ruling was more difficult than conquering.
That's why he didn't want to get involved in this war too early.
He didn't want to give people a reason to criticize him, to accuse him of standing by and doing nothing, or even of betraying the alliance in a war that involved all of humanity, between the living and the dead.
That's why Viserys chose to leave Pentos at this time.
Because his people had already left Pentos, no one could find fault with him on this matter.
In the future, he could even arrive as a savior, winning even more support from the people.
This was Viserys's ideal plan.
But the problem now was obvious: the distance was too great.
The connection between the 'servant' Bessie, whom he had reclaimed through the black fog, and Viserys had long been severed.
Viserys could not communicate directly with Bessie now. He guessed it was due to the distance, not because he was in a special region.
Because Viserys could still communicate with the black dragon Balerion.
Although the connection was severed, he didn't think either side would quickly determine a victor.
The possibility of the human alliance defeating the army of the dead was not great, after all, the enemy's numbers only increased as the battle raged on.
But it wouldn't be easy for the alliance to collapse in a short time either. After all, this was an army assembled from the Seven Kingdoms, the strongest card of the Baratheon dynasty. Moreover, the alliance had many natural defenses to fall back on.
The easily defended and hard to attack Bay of Crabs, the treacherous Neck, the Bloody Gate of the Vale, the Twins, Casterly Rock, and so on...
The possibility of humans holding these natural defenses against the White Walkers still existed.
But the greatest natural defense humans could rely on was the Wall, which the magic of the White Walkers could not cross.
But who was to blame for the Wall's collapse due to human infighting?
As Viserys thought about the outside world, the expedition to explore the ruins of Valyria continued to move forward.
They moved along this ancient Dragon Road without encountering any trouble during the day, which everyone found very fortunate.
Then the expedition set up camp to rest for the night at a suitable location along the road, and set off for the capital of Valyria the next day.
However, their happiness didn't last long. In such a dangerous environment, things wouldn't go smoothly.
Viserys was in the middle of the group, and he had already keenly noticed that the number of lurking figures in the woods along the road was increasing.
Pairs of blood-red eyes, even drooling, if it weren't for the large number of people in the expedition making these monsters hesitate, they might have already pounced.
"Be careful."
"Stay alert—"
Viserys was the first to become alert, his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist.
The mercenaries and slaves around him clearly hadn't noticed
the impending danger yet.
"Hmm."
Hearing Viserys's warning, Mira also became tense and gave a soft hum.
Shing—
She drew a dagger from her thigh, skillfully performed a 'dagger dance', then gripped it tightly in her hand. 'Iron Fist' Gus and their underlings also became alert.
And then...
The crisis suddenly struck.
The monsters lurking in the woods had gathered in increasing numbers, and finally, one of them couldn't resist and pounced first.
Roar—
They hadn't seen so much fresh meat in a long time. Sharp fangs dripped with saliva, and with a terrifying roar, it burst out from the woods, biting into the neck of an unsuspecting slave.
This slave had a short sword at his waist and was holding a stick, beating the bushes to prevent snakes from darting out.
But he never expected that such a monster, covered in black and white fur, was hiding in the woods.
The monster ran on all fours at an extremely fast speed, its sharp fangs biting into his throat, instantly crushing his windpipe.
Blood gushed out instantly, flowing back into his airway, and he couldn't even cry out for help before the monster dragged him into the woods.
"Enemy attack!!"
The monster's sudden attack was met with a quick response from the group. The slaves, lacking combat skills, scattered and fled, while the mercenaries drew their weapons and charged forward.
"Quick, form a formation and kill these monsters!"
The expedition's commander, Veld, quickly spurred his horse forward when he saw the trouble, and shouted his orders.
Unfortunately, the mercenaries were not the soldiers he trained daily.
These mercenaries might be stronger than ordinary soldiers in individual combat, but their teamwork was lacking, and they didn't know how to form a formation, easily falling into a state of every man for himself.
The commander's orders didn't affect many people, only a few dozen formed a circle in an attempt to resist the monsters.
And many more mercenaries chose to fight on their own.
"Kill!"
Thud—
A mercenary stabbed a monster in the throat with his long sword, but before he could get up, another monster smashed his head with its claw.
Viserys also joined the melee. His swordsmanship was excellent, and his speed, strength, and reaction far exceeded that of ordinary people.
The monster's face was ferocious, looking like a werewolf, its sharp fangs stained with blood, and a pair of blood-red eyes.
Its powerful hind legs gave it a strong jumping ability, and its black claws easily tore open a mercenary's belly.
"Roar—"
The monster killed a mercenary and let out a terrifying roar, then immediately pounced on Viserys.
"Watch out!"
Mira saw the monster targeting Viserys and her heart tightened, she cried out in alarm.
But Viserys was fully focused on the monster's attack, ignoring Mira's voice. He held his blood-stained long sword in one hand and calmly watched as it pounced on him.
Then, just as the werewolf was about to knock him down, he quickly dodged the monster's attack.
Immediately, his long sword easily pierced the werewolf's belly.
Thud—
His movements were incredibly fast.
He looked like a highly skilled butcher, his long sword tearing the monster's belly, shredding its organs.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone