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Chapter 16:
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Author note: Patre.on is coming up, I will post the Patre.on link when I have at least 10-15 chapters ahead.
Anyway enjoy!
The krakens started doing their job marvelously, breaking their ranks with massive waves of water killing some of them by crushing them against rocks or other surfaces.
If this continued, by the moment I reached the coast, their formation would been broken, completely shattered, and I would be there to cut through their ranks with ease.
Bit by bit were getting closer and closer, after a couple of minute we finally were on range to leave the ship so I rallied my men, as I led the attack shouting the name of my island, the name of my house, wielding longclaw in my righthand, and a shield in the left, as I dashed into the broken enemy lines, with my army following close behind, Bears, crows, humans, and Krakens all together in one mission, to kill and destroy the ironborn.
Archers normally would be a problem, but I had the most loyal soldiers on the case.
My ravens.
I had previously ordered my ravens to attack and eliminate as many archers as they could, and obediently that they did, my one thousand ravens were killing the archers one by one, one raven might be easy to fend off, but one thousand can kill a man, many men with relative ease.
With my men taking over the coast, I dashed to the enemy lines, cutting and hacking at them, left and right as the the bodies fell into the ground, dead, leaving behind me a trail of destruction.
My Krakens had stopped their wave assault on the coast or at least on the part of the were my army was fighting, but they still had another mission, they were in charge of keeping anyone from escaping the Island, their job was to ensure no one would leave until I said so.
They were trapped in this wretched island until my blade ended their lives bathing in their blood.
The ironborn were slowly but surely retreating, which brought a smile on face as I continued cutting through them like pigs in a slaughterhouse, using my shield as a blunt weapon to bash their heads against any hard surface, unlike Captain America I couldn't throw the shield and expect it to bounce back, that shit only works with vibranium, but I could still use a simple steel shield as a weapon.
"Bastard!" An ironborn growled behind me, trying to pierce me with a spear.
In a swift and precise motion, I broke the sharp end of his weapon and with my shield I hit said sharp end that was still spinning in the air against his throat effectively killing him with his own weapon.
Each swing of my sword meant that another dead man was piling behind me, there was nothing else in the world for me right now but the battlefield, my shield and sword.
I had lost count of how many men I had killed so far, but it must have been a lot considering the ironborn were starting to run away from me, in fear.
But I didn't understand why, why would they fear me, there was no point in being afraid of the inevitable.
Not that it helped their cause, I was faster, and I would kill them whether they wanted to fight or not, I didn't care, those serving the Greyjoy's would die, and serve as an example to not mess with the bears!
My battle bears were beside me backing me up, destroying the ironborn advancing as if there was no opposition, with each of them taking at least ten soldiers at the same time, and my men being aided by them we were winning by a huge margin.
I smiled as I continued with my slaughter, killing everything in my way, regardless of its gender, all it mattered was, they served the wrong house.
Was this cruel? Perhaps.
But I wouldn't stop until the old kraken was at my feet, and my sword at his neck.
It took roughly six hours to complete control over the coast, we killed around two thousand men, but this victory was not without loss. I had lost around four hundred capable in this fight and twenty battle bears in this fight, but in comparison our losses were minimal.
The Greyjoy's had around five thousand soldiers, without their banners and had lost a big chunk of their army, and the best part was, they couldn't ask for help, any raven that had a message would come to me, their new master.
My ravens would ensure the message was delivered to me with the raven joining my ranks, or dying should they refuse.
"One hundred men came to surrender my lord," This was odd, well not really, the ironborn were cowards that once they started to feel the tide was against them they would surrender.
I stood outside my tent, to find the men kneeling in the ground.
I couldn't kill those who had surrendered, but I could force them to take the black, or free them into the sea.
"What do you want?" I inquired in a cold and rough tone, denoting I would have no mercy.
"We surrender" the leader of the group said, somewhat shaking.
Killing them was easy, but it would set a bad precedent of me in the north.
"You'll take the black, or my blade, pick your poison," I had to offer them the black, it was customary for these situations.
And like I expected they all decided to take the black.
"Chain them to the ground and kill them should they try anything funny," I would keep them close to the sea where I could drown them if they decided to free themselves and try to kill me.
With this ordeal over I walked back into my tent to plan my strategy, so far I had ordered my ravens to kill any scout, archers or men they could find outside the castle.
One thousand ravens, one was a bother, but one thousand fighting together was quite effective.
Dying by a thousand pecks what's truly a gruesome and painful death, but it was effective nonetheless while they weren't exactly accurate for assasination missions, they were sper useful for these types of scenarios, they were basically piranhas in the sky.
With them clearing the area alongside my bears I had quite the special task force.
As for now they were the only ones outside killing, anything and anyone they saw with a weapon.
*Status update! We have killed one hundred and eighty two men and we have lost ten brothers!!* A raven flew into my tent, his peak and winds covered in traces of blood.
"Good, continue with the mission, we will avenge your brothers, do not worry," I smiled petting the little killing machine, who ruffled his feather in happiness.
[Balon Greyjoy POV]
The brat had come to us, and was winning, he was but a lad that still reek of his mother's milk how could we be losing.
My men were getting slaughtered , none of my banners were answering my call for help, at this rate in a couple of days the little bear would make us pay the iron price.
The ultimate iron price.
"Send more ravens!" I growled, after this I would teach my banners what happens when you don't obey your king! "Send all the ravens, all one hundred of them, I want my banners here! And I want that bastard's head on my solar now!"
"As you wish!" One of my men nodded as he ran to do as I asked, sending all my ravens to all my allies, perhaps this way they would answer my call!