Tolos 2

In two hours of combat, Gerold, Arthur, and Oswell took control of the Northwest and Northeast walls. Victarion destroyed the southwest and southeast walls facing the sea.

The population and the masters of the city were in a panic because the ramparts were destroyed and taken. All were hiding in their house and the masters had taken refuge in their homes with Unsullied protecting them.

Dreny, the master of the town, was planning his escape with a small group of soldiers and gold, but he never expected the town to fall so quickly. Eventually, he found himself entrenched at home as he bit his thumb in anxiety.

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"Gerold, now what do we do?"

"Well ... I think that we must capture all the leaders of this city, this will cut the head of the snake and really take control of the city. In addition, Lord Aslan warned us not to kill the lord of the city and his family. "

"I see. Me and Oswell will then lead the capture groups to apprehend the leaders."

"Ok Arthur. During this time, I'm going to go to the ziggurat to take the city lord and his family. The rest of the soldiers will kill the last soldiers of the city who resist."

Arthur nodded and he left with Oswell before separating to speed up the capture of the city's leaders. Gerold meanwhile took 2,000 soldiers and 500 riders and headed straight for the big ziggurat in the center of the city.

On the way, he met various soldiers but in front of the 500 horsemen rushing towards them all were pushed like skittles struck by a bowling ball.

In less than an hour, Gerold arrived at the ziggurat protected by almost 2000 Unsullied. At a glance, Gerold saw that in front of him stood elite soldiers, comparable to the best soldiers of Westeros but the army of Aslan is itself an elite and Gerold noticed it during the confrontations. He was not afraid of being disadvantaged.

"Charge!"

The cavalry charged the Unsullied without hesitation. The Unsullied used their spears to impale the riders, but the momentum of the horses repelled the Unsullied and destabilized them. However, that did not move them at a disadvantage. The riders used their spears to pack the Unsullied too and the fight between the two groups was tight. Gerold seeing this was surprised by the strength of the enemy group.

He ordered about 2,000 infantrymen behind him to rush in too and Gerold accompanied them.

The arrival of the 2000 infantrymen changed the course of the combat. The Red Army took a big advantage and the Unsullied were pushed back little by little but all of them fought without fear even with serious injuries. Some Unsullied missed their arms, and yet they continued to wave their spears without fear.

In 1 hour the Red Army won but not without losses. Gerold lost half of his group of horsemen and 500 among his infantrymen. Gerold had no time to mourn his comrades-in-arms and he had to capture the town lord to put an end to the fighting.

He got off his horse and with the rest of his group he entered the interior of the ziggurat. On the way to the top, there were various soldiers from Tolos who were easily killed but there were some unsullied who posed problems.

Finally, after 20 minutes of fighting on the stairs, Gerold arrived at the top of the ziggurat where you could see the whole city. The view allowed to see the sea in the distance and the whole city. Inside the room, there was a stone throne with a gold harpy behind the throne and on the throne was a chubby man surrounded by 50 soldiers and 20 Unsullied.

With his silver armor combed with blood, Gerold stepped forward, holding his sword dripping with blood. Dreny shivered seeing the man in front of him. Gerold removed his helmet and threw it on the ground before speaking.

"Are you the lord of the city?"

"Yes, it's me. Tell me why did you attack the city ?!"

"These are the orders. Now I am here to offer you a proposal. I advise you to surrender and we will save your life, resist and you will die. Outside your palace, there are still tens of thousands of soldiers and you will not be able to leave the city, it is impossible. "

Dreny tightened his hands on the armrests of the throne. He did not want to surrender, he did not want to give up the power he currently possessed, however, he was even more afraid of death.

"...I surrender..."

"How? 'Or' What?"

"I said I was surrendering!"

Dreny cried out in anger and humiliation. All his life he was the master and now a soldier denigrates him, he wanted to kill the soldiers in front of him and then eat him raw.

"Okay then. Tell your men to lay down their weapons."

"... Lay down your weapons." Dreny spoke with difficulty knowing that it would mean his surrender.

The soldiers threw down their weapons with relief because he knew they would die if they fought the man in front of them and his soldiers. As for the Unsullied, they simply dropped their weapons calmly on orders.

Seeing the soldiers disarmed, Gerold sent the soldiers of the Red Army to pick up their weapons to avoid the dangers. After that, he sent the men to the dungeons and he took Dreny to go around the city to show that the lord of the city was captured. Seeing the town lord captured, the town soldiers surrendered one after the other.

Dreny meanwhile felt humiliated by the soldiers of Tolos and the people of the city.

After touring the city, Gerold sent Dreny to a ziggurat room under the supervision of 15 soldiers.

Outside the city, at sea, Victarion brought his ship into port before disembarking with soldiers and crew members seeing that the fighting had stopped.

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At the top of the ziggurat, in the throne room were many men with in the center 4 men particularly.

These men were the many officers of Aslan and the 4 men who stood out were Gerold, Arthur, Oswell, and Victarion.

All were talking about the success of the battle or how they captured the city's leaders. Some leaders resisted until the end and they had to be killed, the others were imprisoned in their homes under heavy surveillance by groups of soldiers of the Red Army.

While everyone was celebrating the success of the operation, even the 3 royal guards, a soldier opened the door and rushed towards everyone before bowing and speaking.

"My Lords, there is an emergency! There are ships heading towards the city! The sentries have seen them in the distance, the flag of the ships is not visible. We do not know if it is a friend or enemy. "

The happy mood changed to a tense one. Gerold and Victarion who are Aslan's best generals on the land and seaside had no idea who it could be.

Gerold put his hands under his chin and spoke.

"It can't be city reinforcements, after all, there were no survivors or messenger birds. And even if there were reinforcements it would have taken several days to arrive."

The others nodded. Victarion intervened.

"We don't care about that! The problem now is whether these ships are enemies!"

"He is right."

"Yeah."

Gerold nodded silently.

Everyone left the ziggurat before taking horses and heading towards the South-East wall facing the sea to better see the ships in the distance.

In front of them were dozens of ships approaching the city. Time passed and in a few minutes doubts germinated in the hearts of the officers.

"Hey, everyone. These ships are familiar ..."

"Yeah ... They tell me something ..."

"Wait ... These aren't ...?!"

"Yes, these are our ships! It must be the Lord!"

"Yes! The lord has returned!"

Cries of joy echoed on the wall recognizing the ships in the distance. The galleons and frigates are unique and everyone could recognize these ships even in the distance after careful observation.

The royal guards sigh in relief because with Aslan there was the queen and the last two Targaryen children without counting the mother of Rhaegar's child, Lyanna. For them as long as Aslan was safe then nothing will happen to the queen and her children and to Lyanna.

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On the galleon of Aslan ...

Aslan was lying on Janna's soft thighs as he read maps on Slaver's Bay. Elia and Shaïra were with the queen playing with Daenerys.

Aslan sighed while looking at the girls because all without exception adored the little girl. Looking into their eyes, Aslan could detect a hidden desire. Fortunately, it was not dense and he understood what she wanted. However, he did not want to talk about it yet because currently for Aslan it will be the most tense period in Essos.

Aslan's mind wandered despite the map before his eyes. Janna caresses Aslan's soft golden hair with pleasure when someone knocks on the door.

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"My lord..."

"Come in."

The door opened and a man in simple clothes entered. Seeing his lord and the lady, he lowered his head and bowed.

"My lord, we have arrived at our destination and according to the sentries it looks like our comrades have managed to capture the city."

There was a hint of joy and pride in the man's words.

"I see. Tell our ships to continue calmly towards the city and prepare to descend."

"Yes!"

The man bowed and left the cabin without looking ahead.

After the man left, Janna stroked Aslan's head and asked.

"Now what will you do? You've conquered the city but knowing each other won't stop there, will you? Hihihi."

Aslan smiles.

"It is true. During the first months we will have to clean the city of parasites and nuisance. Then I will be able to start my plans."

Janna smiled, she snatched the card from Aslan's hands and threw it away before leaning over and fiercely igniting Aslan. Aslan, who was surprised, accepted the kiss before he started to kiss Janna himself with passion.