When the wound from the ice spear shot by the Night King on his leg healed extremely slowly, he knew that the ice spear was not as simple as an ordinary spear, and it might contain magic power or the power of the God of Cold.
The Night King is not as easy to deal with as the wizard, Bran, the Red Woman and other ordinary servants of the gods.
The Night King is not afraid of the dragon flames of ordinary dragons. Even though Drogon has evolved four legs and the power of the dragon flames has been greatly enhanced, he is not sure that he can burn the Night King to death, nor is he sure that he will not be harmed by the Night King's ice spear.
Without her own ability to kill the Night King, facing an army of 100,000 dead, even if all of Dragon Queen's 130,000 troops were deployed, it would be difficult for them to be a match for the White Walkers.
He didn't want the army that Dragon Queen had worked so hard to obtain, or the soldiers who contributed their faith to him every day, to be annihilated by the army of death.
Even if she captures King's Landing alone, there won't be much smile on the Dragon Queen's face.
Of course, Drogon knew that Daenerys and Tyrion were helpless towards Cersei.
The army of death is wreaking havoc in the North, and it is impossible for Daenerys to attack King's Landing now. Perhaps Cersei is relying on this fact to act like a rogue and just stop fighting and not send troops, but she ignores her own existence.
[She has to send troops even if she doesn't want to! This time it's not up to her. ]
Cersei's fantasy is that she and the Night King will both be defeated in a fight on Dragonstone so that she can reap the benefits. This is too naive.
Daenerys, who was worried that Cersei would not send troops, was stunned when she heard Drogon's words. Then she saw Drogon flying off her shoulder and flying out from the terrace.
Seeing Drogon suddenly fly out of the Tuzhu Hall, everyone else in the hall was slightly stunned. They didn't know why Drogon, who always stood there quietly listening to their discussions, left halfway today.
"We can discuss Cersei's dispatch of troops later."
Vaguely guessing what Drogon was going to do, Daenerys no longer made it difficult for Tyrion to think of the idea of asking Cersei to send troops, and said to her ministers.
After hearing what Daenerys said, the old ministers of Slaver's Bay couldn't help but think of the sudden surrender of the old and new Ghis. Could it be that Drogon was going to break into King's Landing alone?
Those who knew how powerful Drogon was had similar ideas to Tyrion. With Drogon, Rhaegal, and Viserion around, a hundred thousand dead army would not be that difficult to deal with.
They also knew that Drogon was very opinionated, and even Queen Daenerys would not force Drogon to do anything he was unwilling to do. If he left on his own initiative now, he might very likely do what he did to deal with the new and old Ghis.
Seeing that the others were looking in the direction where Drogon flew away with an expression of understanding after hearing Daenerys's words, Oberyn frowned in confusion and planned to go down and ask Tyrion the questions in his mind.
In King's Landing, after asking her uncle to reply to Daenerys, Cersei returned to her bedroom. Not long after she came back, she heard someone knocking on the door. Guessing who the visitor might be, Cersei opened the door impatiently.
Sure enough, he saw Euron outside the door, looking at him with one greedy eye.
"I'm not in the mood today. Come over another day!" Cersei said to Euron, holding the door frame.
"You haven't been in the mood for sex lately. What's wrong? Have you found a new love, or do you want to dump me?"
Leaning against the door that Cersei was about to close, Euron said with an evil smile.
Ever since Jaime's annoying Kingsguard was captured by Daenerys, Euron thought it would be easier to have a tryst with Cersei.
Unexpectedly, Cersei has ignored him since he was defeated by her niece Yara. He knew that Cersei looked down on him, Euron.
Euron was feeling depressed after two consecutive defeats. He also secretly vowed to perform well in the future defense of King's Landing to restore his reputation as the overlord of the sea.
Euron was already furious after being rejected several times when he came to see Cersei. This time he would not let Cersei go easily and he blocked the door to prevent her from closing it.
After trying twice to lock Euron out without success, Cersei knew that Euron would not be so easy to deal with this time.
The remaining 20,000 of his men were also indispensable forces, so he could only swallow his anger and reopen the door.
Euron hadn't been here for a long time, and as soon as he came in, he started to touch Cersei all over, which scared her so much that she quickly closed the door.
Holding Cersei in his arms, Euron came to the bed and just took off his coat when he heard a hurried knock on the door.
Cersei quickly sat up from the bed, straightened her clothes, and opened the door.
"Queen Mother, the dragon... the giant dragon is coming again!" the guard reported breathlessly.
"Hmph! Notify me when they attack next time!" Cersei got angry when she heard about dragons. Ever since Daenerys's black dragon flew over King's Landing that day, the other two green dragons and the gold dragon have been circling over King's Landing whenever they have nothing to do.
At first they thought Dragonstone was going to attack King's Landing, and Cersei was so scared that she quickly prepared the scorpion crossbows for shooting, but the two dragons flew higher than the black dragon, and they circled around King's Landing and flew away.
In this way, they occasionally came to King's Landing to harass Cersei and the garrison, which annoyed her. Unexpectedly, they came again today and stirred up the fire she had just ignited.
"Queen, it's a black dragon that's coming this time." Seeing Cersei was about to close the door, the guard hurriedly added.
"Black dragon?" Cersei stopped closing the door when she heard it was a black dragon.
Just as she was about to ask how far the black dragon was, she saw a huge black shadow in the distance from the window of the Red Castle. The shadow was flying much lower than the last time it flew over King's Landing.
Cersei rushed out of the room and looked out through the window. At this time, the black dragon had flown to the eastern wall facing the sea and spewed a breath of purple-black dragon flame at the wall. The tall wall immediately caught fire.
"Euron!" Cersei's sexual desire was immediately extinguished by the black dragon flame. She didn't expect Daenerys would choose to attack the city at this time.
Cersei no longer cared about hiding Euron, who had already been seen by the guards, and asked him to go to the city wall to use a scorpion crossbow to deal with the black dragon.
Euron also vaguely heard the dragon roar outside in the bedroom, so he hurriedly put on his coat and rushed out. After taking a look at the black dragon on the city wall, a hint of madness flashed in Euron's eyes, and he grinned and ran out of the Red Castle.
After Euron left the Red Keep, Cersei walked a few windows to the right, facing the eastern wall of King's Landing. She wanted to see with her own eyes how the black dragon was shot to death by a scorpion crossbow.
On the wall of King's Landing, Drogon dodged two crossbow arrows and flew towards the east gate.
Seeing Drogon flying towards the city gate, more scorpion crossbows turned their capstans and adjusted their direction to aim at him.
Drogon completely ignored the scorpion crossbow aimed at him. As he quickly reached the city gate tower, he turned his head to avoid the crossbow arrow shot at him head-on and breathed out another breath of dragon flame.
Sweeped by the huge impact of the dragon flame, the corners of the battlements were blown away instantly, and the solid walls could not withstand the scorching black flames and quickly scorched and shrank.
The soldiers who did not have time to run away were engulfed by the flames and did not even have time to scream before their skin and flesh collapsed and vaporized instantly, leaving only a charred skeleton that had not yet melted completely and had shrunk to the size of a child, scattered on the ground in a pile of broken bones.
Submerged in the dragon flames, the scorpion crossbow quickly burned into a pile of black ash. Even the iron crossbow arrows showed signs of melting and began to drip iron juice.
Drogon would only dodge the crossbow arrows shot at his head, and the rest would either be swept away by his tail, blocked by his claws, or he would take the attack head-on.