The men clashed into each other in a fit of anger. One side fought for a new world, where land is to be gathered under the rightful king. Something holy, something not yet seen. The other side fought for the maintenance of the old world, and the small folk.

Aegon jumped off his horse as a man with an axe delivered a blow, he used his shield to block the blow and the man kicked him away, Aegon brought up his sword and swung from right to left and the man battered it with his hammer.

Liam grabbed a man and stabbed him in the stomach and Anthony grabbed his soldier.

Release the dogs!

Ten men with dogs unleashed ten giant wolfs as they ran and bit some soldiers.

Marshak used his horse and sword to batter men, they pushed against each other to try to gain leverage.

Aegon kicked the man after jumping and kicked him away and brought his sword through his head.

A man ran up to him with paint on his face.

Die!

He yelled.

He grabbed his arrow before he was poked through the head, a small soldier kicked him aside with white powder on his face.

Liam rushed Marshak who jumped off his horse and they fought, Marshak gained the upper hand and slid his sword behind his back pressing him to himself, die he yelled, and drove his sword through his back.

The prince is dead!

A soldier yelled at Anthony.

I could have many more!

They kept on fighting.

Anthony kicked and slid his sword through two backs that weren't facing him.

Marshak through him to the side, as the fight drove on.

Aegon waved his sword and rushed him.

Marshak called a soldier over,

Help me!

They waited for Aegon who used his shield to block one swing and spon and took off his head.

Marshak capsulized and drove a small spear into Aegon leg and it barely broke the armour.

Aegon yelled in pain and kicked him away and driver a cut to his chest.

Marshak moved back and gain a look of disgust in his eyes.

He waved his sword and they clashed.

Anthony saw a small man from Marshak tribe.

Gounter. He yelled.

Anthony!

Anthony blocked a blow as the fighting continued, he was pushed away by a giant wave of a sword he fought for a little while before he was tripped.

At ninety!

Gounter yelled and slammed his sword into his head.

Peter grabbed an arrow and pointed it at him and killed him.

He went on his horse towards Aegon but was pushed off by a man that ran towards him that tackled him.

The man rolled and took out his sword and sliced his neck before running forward.

The king was losing bad as men were being sliced in half, before Peter Baelish grabbed his horn and more men ran across the field.

Aegon we need to retreat!

One soldier yelled.

Aegon pushed Marshak after jumping and kicking and ran up to him after flipping and mounted him after braking his sword away and slitted his throat.

The dragons!

Aegon yelled.

Ten dragons rode over the field with ten young men wearing slave garments of black woven clothes.

The men from kingslanding prepared launched.

As the dragon breathed fire.

The firing squad!

A group of about ten thousand men ran through as Peter raised his sword with 50 thousand men to 35 thousand! .

Rush! Rush! Rush!

Aegon looked around as dragons fell from the sky and fire was breathed out.

Aegon! We got to go!

A man yelled as Aegon horse ran up to him, he got on and took off with the man.

Peter saw him.

Archers!

They fired at them as they made it through the tree line.

The last dragon rider spon and followed them.

In a clearing he landed.

Get on!

They ran and got on the dragon and he rode away with them on Sling Slayer.