The Dornish knew their ambush would no longer achieve the results they had expected. They had never imagined the people of the Reach would grow clever enough to root out every spy and covert force they had planted, let alone devise such an ingenious way to deal with snakes, insects, rats, and other pests.
But by now, they no longer cared whether they exposed themselves, so long as they could kill as many members of the Reach Army as possible.
They pushed more than a hundred enormous wooden barrels filled with oil out of concealed caves in the cliffs, set them alight, and hurled them straight down.
Every barrel was over a meter in diameter and held a large quantity of oil. They burst apart on impact, the tremendous force knocking down many of the Reach Army's shield bearers and even extinguishing the flames in many of the isolation trenches.
Some barrels burst directly amid the Reach Army, setting hundreds of soldiers ablaze with burning oil. Clad in fine armor, the soldiers could not strip off their armor and clothing quickly enough, and suffered horrific burns.
Although their comrades did everything they could to beat out the flames, many still rolled on the ground in unbearable agony until they died.
It was only when Ser Roxton hurriedly ordered the fireproof blankets covering the supplies passed forward that many lives were saved.
But many men had already suffered burns all over their bodies. In a world short of doctors and medicine, whether they survived would depend on their luck and constitution.
The Dornish attack had also fully exposed their positions, however, and Earl Tarly hurriedly ordered the archers to unleash a furious barrage.
After helping one another pull the arrows from their wings, the three young dragons flew silently toward the