Casting spells

The violent explosion and flames engulfed hundreds of soldiers on the spot!

The sturdy armor and shields they were proud of, instead of providing any protection at this moment, turned into deadly molten iron under the burning of the flames.

All of a sudden, all kinds of screams and wailing echoed over the battlefield, so that those Stannis soldiers who were trapped on the top of the wall couldn't help but stop, watching their companions' tragic death with fear.

Chapter 136 Blizzard

"Don't stop! Keep going!"

The tragedy of hundreds of people being burned alive did not affect Zhang Cheng in the slightest. He still commanded the warships in an orderly manner to deal devastating blows to the enemy along the river bank.

The tactics are simple, that is to force the opponent to form a dense formation with a rain of arrows, and then use the sealed wildfire to burn the assembled enemies to death.

Because of Stannis' battleship.Because of the devastating blow just now, all fled to the open sea, and those who were alone were burned by the young dragons hidden in the night sky, so it was too late to come back to help, and they could only watch the three boats raging on the water and dying. helpless.

Realizing that the attack was blocked, His Majesty the "King" suddenly turned gloomy, and he suppressed his anger and asked sharply: "What happened to those ships? I don't care what method you use! Kill them immediately! King's Landing City is just around the corner! With everything at your fingertips, I will never allow anyone to stand in the way of the army!"

"But... but Your Majesty... the life and death of Fleet Commander Sir Imry Florent is unknown. No one can let those frightened sailors return to the battlefield." A nobleman in armor reminded cautiously.

But as soon as the words fell, the two warships hovering near the mouth of the river finally came to their senses, and quickly turned around and sailed back into the river.

Obviously, they were trying to use the strong ram to prevent Zhang Cheng from continuing to slaughter those defenseless soldiers along the river bank.

When Stannis noticed this, he immediately sneered and said ironically, "Hmph! See, ser? There are always some people in this world who have extraordinary courage and loyalty, and they will..."

Before he could finish his words, a black shadow suddenly passed by, followed by a few seconds later, bright fire lights illuminated the night sky.

The two warships that came to the rescue completely turned into two huge fireballs before they even had time to enter the estuary.

Because the whole process was so fast, no one could see clearly what happened.

Such a strange scene, not to mention those warships that were also preparing to enter the estuary, even Stannis was dumbfounded.

Although after getting along with Melisandre for a period of time, he has realized that there are some mysterious powers in the world that he does not understand, such as shadow magic, fire magic, prophecy magic, etc., but these are far from being ignited instantly. Unbelievable for a battleship to come.

"Damn it! Order the soldiers on the wall to open the gate! Then let the cavalry charge! Three ships can't stop me!" After a short silence, Stannis immediately made a new decision.

In any case, it is impossible for the three ships to carry many soldiers, and it is impossible to land easily. The suicide is no different, the only thing they can do is to harass.

As long as his attack speed is fast enough, he can take King's Landing City first, and then use the huge catapults on the city wall to destroy the enemy.

"As you wish, my majesty." The herald bowed with one hand on his chest, and then blew the horn in his hand.

woo-woo-woo-

With the sound of the low-pitched horn spreading across the battlefield, the position of the rear camp suddenly became restless. In less than 10 minutes, a knight holding a high flag took the lead and jumped onto the pontoon bridge to charge King's Landing City with the door open. There are thousands of cavalry behind.

All of a sudden, the whole earth shook violently, and the city defense troops who were still fighting in the corner of the city wall noticed the roaring torrent, and their faces showed desperate expressions.

You must know that in the continent of Westeros, the cavalry has been the well-deserved king on the battlefield since ancient times. Except for the dragons of the Targaryen family, there is nothing that can block their frontal impact.

In addition, the "Golden Robe" was not originally an elite force, especially recently in order to expand the number of people, many local hooligans also took the opportunity to sneak in, and the combat effectiveness was outrageous.

Now seeing the endless cavalry, they threw down their weapons and fled in all directions without saying a word. Only a handful of soldiers loyal to the Lannister family were still struggling to resist the enemy that was several times their own.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Zhang Cheng felt the desperate and obsessive atmosphere of the battlefield without saying a word. After a few minutes, he turned around and said: "Stop the boat. Next No matter what you see or hear, don't make any noise, let alone disturb me, understand?"

"Understood, Sir, I will personally stay by your side." Blanco seemed to be aware of what was about to happen, and gave a serious assurance.

"Very good!" Zhang Cheng nodded in satisfaction, holding the flint staff tightly with one hand, and holding up a rune stone with the other hand, and chanted jerky spells loudly.

Since this is not related to the world of Azeroth, he can only rely on his own stored arcane energy to complete this large-scale spell, so the preparation time is extremely long. After nearly a quarter of the cavalry rushed through the city gate, the sky condensed Big black clouds.

At the same time, an inexplicable cold current suddenly began to surround the battlefield, forming a thin layer of ice on the water in the blink of an eye.

"Oh—my God!" The old mercenary trembled subconsciously, his eyes full of horror.

As for the sailors and mercenaries on the ship, they knelt down in fright and stared at Zhang Cheng with eyes of awe and admiration.

It is estimated that in their minds, only gods can do such incredible things as changing the weather.

next second...

Countless white spots fell from the sky, crackling and smashing countless cavalrymen who were charging off their horses.

These white dots are nothing but ice picks the size of an adult's fist.

Some unlucky ones were pierced through their helmets by ice picks on the spot, and they couldn't die any more. Others had their limbs, shoulder blades broken, or their horses were injured. Anyway, they couldn't continue fighting.

Obviously, the spell guided by Zhang Cheng is the famous "Blizzard" in Azeroth, and it is also one of the most popular large-scale destructive spells used by mages.

He very cleverly chose the opposite bank of the pontoon bridge as the release location, and as a result, hundreds of knights were killed or maimed in a short time.

More importantly, because there were too many people who fell, a large natural obstacle was formed, causing the following cavalry to stumble to the ground and step into the footsteps of the former.

The very few guys who tried to tighten their horses to stop were also squeezed into the river by the people who rushed up from behind, and drowned alive after a while.

After all, the knights are all wearing heavy armor. Once they fall into the water, they are basically a natural weight, and they will sink to the bottom of the river [-]%...

Chapter 137 Showing Strength

The deadly cone of ice didn't last long. When all the arcane energy was exhausted, the dark clouds over the battlefield finally dissipated, leaving only a white corpse covered in frost.

At this moment, whether it was Stannis on the attacking side or the gold robes on the defensive side, they all held their breath in unison, staring at the unbelievable spectacle in front of them, and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

In the originally noisy battlefield, there was no sound other than the rushing of the river and the painful groans of the wounded, as if everyone had been frozen.

Feeling the empty magic power in his body, Zhang Cheng casually threw away the tarnished rune stone, leaned on the flint staff and asked in a half-joking tone: "How is it? I'm not bad, am I?"

"It's not bad! Your performance just now is like a god! Sorry, I don't know what to say now. After tonight's battle, you will become the hottest legend among the Seven Kingdoms in a short time. No matter who Sitting on the Iron Throne will give you the highest courtesy." Blanco responded incoherently.

Due to being too excited, a reddish black color appeared on his slightly aged face.

As an old mercenary, no one knows better than him how terrifying such a large-scale, ultra-long-distance coverage attack is, especially when the battle is at a stalemate, often one blow can determine who is the winner and who Another loser.

"Hehe, is it? This is exactly the result I want." Zhang Cheng pretended to smile mysteriously, and at the same time put his hand into his pocket, and touched the only two bottles of well water left inside.

Obviously, the reason why he chose to show his strongest side unreservedly at this time was completely out of helplessness.

It's as if some creatures in nature will choose to inflate their size like a balloon when they encounter danger, so as to scare away those natural enemies.

Although Zhang Cheng hadn't encountered any real danger yet, in order to avoid possible troubles and make those ready to move calm, he chose to show his strength at an appropriate time.

In this way, whoever wants to do something secretly in the future must consider whether it is worthwhile to provoke a dangerous person with powerful supernatural power for no reason.

At the same time, he can also rely on his performance and personal strength to turn the tide and absorb more benefits after the war.

"My lord! I don't know if I am honored to be able to serve you! I swear! I am willing to dedicate everything to you! Even my life!" A trembling mercenary took the initiative to take two steps forward, kneeling on one knee respectfully I saluted.