41 Ch 40 On the Knifes Edge

(Three Days Later)

Sixty thousand of my men stood on a large field across from the larger Black army of eighty two thousand.

We both watched each other and I observed their Dragons from a distance....they had many but only four were large enough to fight against a dragon like Vermithor let alone Cannibal.

Caraxes was the Largest and fiercest of the bunch with its long snake like neck and strange winged legs.

Syrax was a bit smaller, with piss yellow scales but still formidable in size, 

Sunfyre ridden by Nettles with it's beautiful golden scales, only a bit smaller than Syrax.

Tessarion ridden by Aegon the third Targeryen oldest son between Daemon and Rhaenyra who recently Tamed it, it was the same size as Sunfyre.

Ulf the white on Tyraxes which was only a bit smaller than Vermax when it still lived.

High Hammer on Shrykos which was a bit smaller than tyraxes

Addam of Hull on Morghul. Which was a twin egg of Shrykos

Baela Targeryen on Moondancer which was swift in the air with a feisty rider.

Rhaena on Morning which only just large enough to be used in battle, it was only the size of drogon when danerys flew out of the pit of Mereen

And Viserys the Younger on the smallest Dragon which looked like it would have trouble killing a Horse and could only fly because the boy was so small.

I smiled at the sight, This battle would be legendary.....

On my side I had Cannibal who was salivating at the sight of so many snacks, Vermithor under Visenya, Sheepsteeler under Aemond, Silverwing under Sarella who was tasked with picking off the tiny Dragons since her mount could fly faster and better than any other even though Silverwing was larger than Meleys. And Maribor under Laecon.

At the two large armies faced each other until Rhaenyra flew forth with a white flag of parley.

She landed in the center of the field amd waited while looking at me.

Cannibal spread his monstrous wings and flew forth as every flap of his wings sent terrible gusts of wind across the plains.

I landed in front of Rhaenyra and cannibal stared directly at Syrax as drool fell from its mouth.

"Speak your mind Rhaenyra, I know I'm just waiting to slaughter your men and put them on stakes." I spoke aloud.

"I....I...I was wrong....I don't want all of this death to take place for that Fucking Throne....I surrender myself to you in body and soul.....Just please let my children survive..." She begged me with tears in her eyes.

"I need your son's castrated...I can send them to the wall or to the Maesters, it's up to you....and I'll have to wipe out Daemon and his two Daughters...can't have those loose ends." I spoke and she cried a bit before nodding.

"Daemon doesn't know I'm doing this....he won't give up without a fight....." She said with a trembling voice.

"That's fine....he always was an idiot....fly back, tell him we have the option of single combat.... Dark Sister versus Blackfyre...." I spoke and she nodded before flying away on Syrax.

I empowered my voice and yelled. "TO AVOID NEEDLESS DEATH I PROPOSE SINGLE COMBAT BETWEEN MYSELF AND DAEMON TARGERYEN TO SETTLE THIS WAR!!! LET HIM COME FORTH IF HE ISN'T CRAVEN!!!!" I shouted out loud and both Armies cheered since they would avoid Death From dragonflame.

I looked across and spotted Daemon speaking with Steffon Darklyn of the Kingsguard.....

The Knight nodded and Daemon patted his shoulder before walking to Caraxes the Blood Wyrm and taking flight to reach me at the center of the field.

He Landed in front of me and spoke.

"I guess we'll see if you were right all those years ago Nephew." He spoke while looking dead in my Eyes through his raised visor.

"Aye....I suppose we will Daemon." I spoke and put on my helmet and tightened it down.

I unclasped myself from the saddle and dismounted the Giant Dragon.

Cannibal was begging me for permission to eat the flying Red Snake but I told him to wait until I finished putting on the performance for both Armies to see.

We both moved to an open area beside our Dragons as all men held their breath. 

I raised my visor and spoke aloud with my magically empowered voice. "IF I AM REMEMBERED AS A KINSLAYER....I WILL HAVE NO REGRETS IF IT SAVES THE LIVES OF ALL OF YOU ON THIS FIELD TODAY!!!"

I yelled and my men cheered along with some from the enemy forces.

Everyone quieted down as I closed the visor to my Armet and we both slowly drew our Valyrian Blades.....Blackfyre against Dark Sister.

They glimmered beautifully as we slowly approached each other with our guards up.

Everyone held their breaths as we circled each other methodically while looking for an opening.

He struck first as he moved closer and threw his first strike which I blocked with Blackfyre, the clash of two Valyrian blades sent out a loud magical clash that was clearly heard by all men.

We both looked into each other's eyes and began a flurry of powerful attacks as the pinging of our magical blades reverberated throughout the battlefield.

 he moved with great skill but his animalistic side made him too Agressive in his cuts.

When he threw a stab to my face I deflected it and kicked his chest as he was thrown back into the soft Grass.

My men cheered as I stepped back and allowed him to rise.

"I expected more from you Uncle." I spoke disdainfully while looking down at the fallen Man.

He snarled and rose quickly before dusting himself off and walking towards me aggressively.

He began an animalistic flurry of powerful blows which I parried skillfully but never slashed back.

When his soldiers saw this they began cheering and chanting his name.

"DAEMON!!! DAEMON!!! DAEMON!!!" 

At the sound of his men cheering he laughed and attacked with even more ferocity until I deflected his blade and punched him hard with my gauntlet on his face.

He stumbled back as he raised his visor and spat our some teeth before lowering it and raising his guard.

I responded by beginning a flurry of attacks of my own at just the right speed so he only just parried them with Dark Sister.

Then I saw a him winding up for a kick but I needed for it to be a show.

He kicked me hard in the stomach as I staggered back he pounced with a flurry of strikes in hopes of cutting me down in this moment.

He was growing tired and needed to finish this now.

Time seemed to slow as Daemon swung for my head, all eyes widened at the sight of Dark Sister about to slice straight through my neck with its wickedly sharp Valyrian edge.

Just as it seemed I would die I ducked and rushed forward as I drove Blackfyre into his armor and through his Heart.

I stood with him on my blade for a few seconds as all held their breaths.

I pulled Blackfyre out and his dragons blood began pouring out as it coated the ground and my armor beautifully.

I held him close as I slowly lowered his body down as he gurgled blood and lost all his strength.

A deathly silence prevailed as all saw my gentle treatment of my now dead Uncle.

I removed my Helmet and then Daemons as I looked into his handsome face.

As a show for my troops I closed his eyes and kissed his forehead before standing up and sheathing Blackfyre.

I picked up my helmet and spoke for all to hear.

"THIS IS DONE!!! NO MORE DEATH!!! LOWER YOUR WEAPONS AND LET US BECOME UNITED ONCE MOR..." I was cut off by the swishing of a scorpion bolt fired by Steffon Darklyn.....those were the orders Daemon gave before flying to meet me....

Time slowed as all eyes followed the black razor sharp bolt as it soared through the air directly at me.

I moved my head slightly and it grazed my cheek as it drew Blood.

All held their breath to see what I would do.

The moment seemed to last forever as they all saw blood dripping from the Kings Face....

I pulled my sword out and yelled.

"DEATH TO TRAITORS!!!! CHARGE!!!! KILL THEM ALL!!!!" 

Cannibal roared loudly and jumped onto Caraxes as they both began tearing at each other violently and streams of Red and Green Flames came out of both of them.

The Dragons on both sides except for Rheanyra who was dismounted.

 Syrax took flight without the Queen and flew forward while screeching loudly.

my infantry and heavy Knights began moving forward while calling their war cries.

"DEATH TO THE TRAITORS!!!!!" 

"KILL THE HONORLESS SCUM!!!"

"PUT THEM ON STAKES!!!"

"FOR THE KING!!!!!"

"FORWARD!!!"

Knights on both sides began trotting forward as war cries Resounded from both sides.

Cannibal bit into Caraxes throat and shook his head violently as he tore of it's head.

I told him to fly up without me and he flapped his huge wings and rose as Scorpion bolts were fired at him to little effect.

I ran forward and soon enough my Knights caught up to me and one dismounted to give me his barded warhorse.

I thanked the man and hopped on as I led our cavalry against theirs as my Reach Knights and Stormlander Knights roared and lowered their Lances and charged at the Enemy Horsemen.

In the sky Dragons began to shoot flames at each other and I spotted Sarella zooming from behind as Silverwing tore into The smallest enemy Dragon as it screeched, Viserys the Younger and his small dragon were torn to shreds.

Down on the ground my Knights charged directly into the enemy riders as we clashed at full speed.

I ducked a lance aimed for my chest then sliced the minor Lords head clean is with Blackfyre.

Once the lances broke from the impact which drove the sharp steel tips through plate Armor The knights all drew maces and warhammers as they began bashing each others heads in with unmatched ferocity.

I cut through twelve Knights and corpses quickly started piling on beneath us as the grass was crushed and slowly turned to mud from the Dozens of gallons of vibrant blood leaking out of dying men and horses.

Our infantry was quickly closing in as thousands of arrows were fired between both lines and random streams of Dragonflame periodically fell on the advancing infantry.

When it became clear that our Knights were winning the enemy horsemen turned tail and retreated.

I urged our horses to move back and grab new lances and they all turned their Warhorses and Trotted back to re arm.

I stayed with my horse and moved towards my advancing infantry to raise morale.

I dismounted and smacked the horse as it ran off away from the line.

I raised my sword and yelled. "THE GODS ARE ON OUR SIDE!!! I WANT THEM ALL ON PIKES!!!!" I yelled and my men all roared in approval.

I lined up at the vanguard and we advanced against the Enemy Men at Arms and Mercenaries.

When impact was made it devolved into a violent kill fest for both sides as daggers were pushed into eye slits and maces bashed skulls.

I saw one man beating another to death with his shield then the next moment the back of his head was bashed by a Warhammer.

It was a festival of carnage as bodies piled and blood flowed.

Then Sheepsteeler fell from the Sky while locked into battle with the riderless Syrax as Rhaena on the small dragon Morning latched and tore into one of its wings.

I became a whirlwind of death as I rushed to help Aemond who was being thrown around by the two other Dragons.

I slashed through hundreds until I reached the area of the Dragons fighting, none dared approach out of the fear of being crushed by the Flailing Monsters.

I charged ahead and dodged the huge brown tail that swung fast at me as Sheepsteeler and Syrax had their deathmatch.

I hopped into Sheepstealer and ran around it's back until I reached its wings then I jumped at Rhaena and her Dragon.

I heard her scream from beneath her helmet until I cut her in half diagonally then I drove Blackfyre deep into mornings back as the Dragon flailed and screeched loudly.

Then I drew Blackfyre and swung it hard against the neck and severed it entirely before jumping back into Sheepstealers back and running up until I reached Aemond who was barely conscious and had severe burns.

I shoved a healing serum into his mouth before jumping onto Syrax as I drove Blackfyre deep into its chest and it released a terrible screech as it's blood began to spurt out onto me after it let go of Sheepsteelers throat.

All eyes turned as they saw the King killing the Queen's Dragon with his sword and cheers rang out loudly.

I finished killing Syrax then I hopped off and rushed back into the lines of shocked Riverlanders as Sheepsteeler fired streams of flames at our enemies.

I began hacking and slashing away with vigor until I was supported by friendly troops which cut their way this far.

I stopped and looked to the sky as I saw Cannibal tearing apart Sunfyre high above.

The Golden Dragon dropped out of the sky slowly as Nettles screamed at the top of her lungs.

Sunfyres blood rained over half the battlefield as it fell from high above as The light glimmered beautifully off it's scales.

Nettles screaming Resounded until the large Dragon slammed into the Valemen below as her entire body became mush and spattered from the impact.

Visenya on Vermithor was fighting with Tessarion until Laecon on Maribor swooped in and had His black dragon bite into the blue Dragons neck as it shook violently until a huge chunk was torn off and then Maribor flew off.

Sarella was speeding across the battlefield and Burning the Archers while laughing the whole way, Silverwing had her entire front covered in blood from tearing into some of the smaller enemy Dragons.

The battlefield was awash in death and destruction and I was in heaven.

I readied my sword again and charged at the enemy infantry as my Men shouted.

"WITH THE KING!!!"

"FIGHT FOR HIS GRACE!!!!"

"WE'LL STAKE ALL YOU REBEL CUNTS!!!"

The battle continued for another half hour as we slowly made mulch of the Rebel forces, although they outnumbered is our morale was higher and our Dragons burned swaths of them.

Calls of Surrender began sounding all across the battlefield but my men had their blood boiling and smashed skulls and stabbed the traitor scum as their blood made the ground into mud.

Eventually I moved away from the Battlefield and called cannibal over.

He Landed and I mounted before Flying high into the air.....my eyes searched the Battlefield for Rhaenyra until I spotted Three Horses galloping away in the distance.

I flew forward and in only a few minutes I caught up to them.

I landed down in front of them and spoke aloud.

"Stop....It's Over..." I spoke and Rhaenyra ordered Steffon Darklyn and Erryk Cargyll to surrender.

I dismounted and walked towards them slowly.

I cast a spell which froze their horses and before long I pointed my hands at the men and torrents of black flames shot forth as they screamed and cooked in their armor.

Rhaenyra looked on in shock at her Kingsguard being cooked by magical fire.

I then walked up to her and pulled her off her Horse and threw her over my shoulder.

I mounted Cannibal and set her in front of me as we ascended into the sky and back towards the battlefield.

On the way there I spotted a large group of Knights running away and I had Cannibal burn them all as his terrible Green Flames washed over them and their Horses.

We then soared on and watched as my infantry slaughtered the last remnants of hers while my Knights slammed into their rear with couched lances.

It was over, I flew towards Aemond and Sheepsteeler and I dismounted.

His Dragon was in rough shape as one of its wings was shredded and it had gashes on its stomach and neck.

I walked towards it and fed it a recovery serum.

Before long it's wounds healed and it trilled happily at me.

"Thank you brother!!! You saved my life earlier and I'll never forget it!!!" Aemond yelled from the top of Sheepsteeler.

"Aye, Still Sheepsteeler put on a hell of a fight." I spoke then returned to Cannibal and mounted my saddle again.

I watched on as the last thousand of her men were surrounded and torn apart by my overzealous men.

I whispered in her ear. "And we were so close....all those men snuffed from the face of the earth because of one measly scorpion bolt.....how lovely....guess there will be plenty of food for Winter this year."

I whispered and she shivered as her tears kept running down her face.....all her children were dead....her husband was dead ...her dragon was dead....and the monster still lived.

We waited until the fighting was done.

My men were dead tired as many walked to the edges of the battlefield where there wasnt any blood and lied down on the soft grass.

The rear of the lines moved to drag any injured to the medics while enemy wounded has their heads bashed In by the dozens.

My Children all landed and I looked at their Dragons, a few scratches and some burn marks but nothing major. 

We all dismounted and I wrapped rope around Rheanyras wrists as I dragged her along like a slave.

Her tears didn't stop the entire time as she saw all her Bannermen dead or dying on the fields.

Cannibal walked off to Caraxes and began to chomp on it hungrily as it enjoyed the snake Feast.

Before long a young Knight rode over with a sword and scabbard in hand.

He dismounted and knelt before me.

"My King, I bring Dark Sister....the Traitors body has been set aside already." The knight spoke.

"Good...Good....keep it safe, ill reward you when the Battlefield has been settled." I spoke and the Knight smiled and excused himself before riding off.

Visenya ran to me and wrapped her arms around me tightly, I hugged my beautiful daughter as Rhaenyra sobbed beside us.

Visenya turned to look at her and asked. 

"Daddy what will you do with her?" Visenya asked cutely while eyeing the sobbing woman.

"I'm not sure for now, I'll keep her in the Maidenvault until I finish business with the North and maybe I'll have an answer then." I spoke and Visenya nodded.

Laecon talked with Aemond as Sarella dismounted and ran over to me as she opened her visor.

I saw her sweet smile and she jumped into my arms while giggling.

"Daddy it was all over so fast...I wanted to do more fighting....those scum were just too easy..." She spoke while wrapped around me like a koala.

"Well it's over now baby, we have a bit of fighting to do in the North but I want to give my forces some time to rest, then we will burn those tree worshiping cunts." I spoke and she nodded cutely.

Visenya huffed and spoke. "Sarella!!! Get off of Daddy!!! You know I hate it when you do that!!!" Visenya spoke angrily.

"But I love Daddy as much as you.... Me and Jasmine already talked about it, we will become his women as well~" Sarella spoke as she stuck her tongue out at Visenya who growled and pulled her twin sisters hair.

"Calm down both of you, we will discuss this further when we get to Kingslanding." I spoke and they both Nodded submissively.

I gave my orders to My Two Commanders Borros Baratheon and Ormund Hightower.

Bodies were stripped, weapons were piled and stakes had the tips smeared in lard.

They began the slow process of stealing thousands of men to from a great forest of rebels, it didn't matter if they were Lords or smallfolk, all went up onto stakes.

A pile of corpses and horse carcasses was made for the Dragons to feast on.

the Dragon heads off the rebel lizards were cut off and loaded onto wagons for transport back to Kingslanding.

All in all it was a Good Day and most of my troops still lived.

I walked to where the wounded men were and spoke with thousands of them, each for a few moments as I cast spells to make sure their wounds wouldn't become infected....I take care of my own after all.

Many men cried at the sight of their King Kneeling beside them and speaking to them as equals.

I made sure to ask every man's name as I patted their shoulders to cast my spell.

Tales of this would spread throughout the Kingdom at the same time as the Forest of Corpses.

Once the sun went down all made camp not far away as thousands of men sang and cheered my name.

I drank with the Lord's on my side as we roasted a pig that was requisitioned from a nearby farm.

The night was long and filled with joy of our Victory.

I slept cuddling with My Daughters while leaning against Silverwing while looking at the beautiful night sky.....as Rheanyra laid at my feet with her hands and feet bound.

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