"Ha ha! Look! It's spices! Spices in a whole warehouse! We're rich!"

"What's the spice? Look at this! The finest silk from the eastern continent! As long as one arm is so long, it can be replaced with a good set of steel armor."

"Shut up! Fool! Don't be busy robbing things first. It's smart to find a young and beautiful woman to enjoy it. You know, women in the iron islands don't have the taste of women in the old town."

"Agree! Matt's right! If we slow down, all the good women will be robbed by the bastards on other ships. I don't want to play with second-hand goods destroyed by them."

……

Shouting, yelling, crying, begging, coupled with the mixed excitement and roar, the whole old town is now a hell like scene.

The iron men who rushed into the city almost killed men when they saw women. They rushed up and fell to the ground to vent their animal desires. In just one day, they destroyed the largest and most prosperous port city in Westeros.

Although many of the remaining soldiers guarding the city and the guards hired by businessmen still rely on favorable terrain for final resistance, their number is really small, and they are also separated. They can only watch their own money and goods being robbed, and their wives and daughters being abused and killed by the enemy.

The darkest and ugliest side of human nature has been completely released at the moment.

However, compared with the crazy robbery and rape of most iron people under the leadership of the captain, the fleet commander viktalion is much calmer and is launching a siege on the towering tower, the last stronghold of the haitar family, with his confidants.

Because no matter whether it is the instruction of the charm pocket watch in the depths of his subconscious mind or from the perspective of security, he must completely destroy all the resistance forces in the city to ensure that everyone can retreat safely after the robbery.

You should know that the river bend area is not a sparsely populated Northern Territory. As long as you capture a town or fortress, you will lose your defense ability and let the enemy ravage you.

What is really terrible about the river area is that rich land can feed enough people, and sufficient population means soldiers.

Not to mention that it only takes a few days to get to the Gaoting reinforcements in the old town by water. The small nobles gathered around the old town alone are enough to make the iron people feel overwhelmed. In addition, the haitar family hidden in the towering tower will cooperate with each other. Maybe one-third to half of the sailors will not be able to return to the ship alive.

Therefore, in viktalion's eyes, Shentian tower is a thorn in his own eye and flesh. He should fight it down anyway.

Staring at the known world's tallest man-made building, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and roared, "fire oil! Isn't the fire oil I want ready?"

"Captain, the sailors have collected 20 cans of fire oil, more than 100 cans of animal fat refined oil and vegetable oil. As long as you give an order, we can immediately turn the bottom two floors into a sea of fire." the chief officer replied excitedly.

Obviously, like all the sailors on the iron islands, he was still immersed in the ecstasy of breaking through the old town, completely unaware that a terrible disaster would befall him soon.

"What are you waiting for! Light the fire! I'm going to turn this damn tower into the cemetery of the hetar family!" Victor Leon gave the attack order without hesitation.

Without saying a word, the crew waiting at the entrance raised the clay pot filled with all kinds of grease and threw it directly inside the tower.

"Damn it! It's oil! They want to set fire to us!" a knight of the hattal family who was drenched with oil quickly retreated and shouted angrily.

However, before he retreated to the second floor, an arrow with red fire broke through the air and fell to the ground with a slap, igniting the oil flowing everywhere.

moment

More than 30 elite soldiers, including knights, were swallowed up by the hot flame!

Their strong Armor now became the most terrible rope. In less than half a minute, all their shirts were burned, and the red steel was pasted on their skin, making a wheezing sound, followed by the smell of burnt barbecue, spreading along the sea wind.

No matter how you struggle and roll, you can't put out the flame.

Finally, under the extreme pain, they gradually curled up into a ball, from a living person to blackened charred corpses. Even when they were touched by something, these corpses would make a violent reaction of convulsion or shaking.

Appreciating the terrible scene in front of him, viktalion slightly raised his mouth and said to a young prisoner around him, "see? This is the end of resistance! I'll let you go back now and tell Leighton hattal that if he knows it, he will surrender immediately, otherwise I will burn up layer by layer. At that time, hattal will become history forever."

"Hum! Dream! The Hatal family will never surrender at the feet of robbers like you! What's more, do you know how many floors the towering tower has? Do you know how many great secrets are hidden inside? No, you don't know anything at all. The young man raised his chest and laughed at his enemies recklessly.

Needless to ask, he had already put life and death aside and had no hope of surviving from the moment he was captured.

"Really? Let's try! Can we burn the towering tower by collecting the oil of the whole old town? Oh, I almost forgot. I'm afraid you can't see that scene." the angry viktalion cut off the prisoner's head with his axe.

Poof!

Scarlet blood gushed out, and the young man's head rolled down his neck and fell down the slope into the sea.

Bata, Bata, Bata

With the blood slipping from the axe blade, the gloomy viktalion immediately turned around and shouted at his men: "don't stand silly for me! Attack! Attack! Attack! Kill all the soldiers loyal to the Hatal family! I want to see how long their loyalty can last in the face of death!"

"Kill!"

"Go, go, go!"

Under the threat of the fleet commander's terrible eyes, the iron people raised their weapons and poured into the towering tower to wage a bloody battle with the haitar family guarding the entrance on the third floor.

However, everyone knows from the bottom of his heart that in this extremely narrow environment, if he wants to capture a military fortress guarded by layers, the possibility of success is almost zero. Therefore, although the fight is lively on the surface, the actual casualties are very limited, and he can't move forward for half a day.

Just when the iron species ravaged the old town, after several hours of flight, Zhang Cheng quietly returned to Liangshui city and asked his number one vassal Blanc to start assembling troops.

In just one morning, an army with a total of more than 8000 people was formed, of which 5000 were stationed in Liangshui City, and the other 3000 were from the surrounding little nobles.

When they got the news that the old town was captured, they linked up at the first time in order to protect themselves. Now they heard that someone was willing to take the lead in sending troops for expedition, and immediately took refuge in preparation for taking the opportunity to get some political capital