Just south of Sea Dragon Point, 5 Zonian troop ships made it to shore. Daylight shone on nearly 4000 Zonian troops gathering on a windy beach. Cliffs rose in front of them, so they sent out search parties to find a way onto the mainland. The observer balloon at the point caught sight of them and reported in via telepathy. The balloon began firing fire arrows and dropping charges on the condensed troop formation. Several hundred of the beached troops died there, from the balloon attacks, before their leaders could get them moving south, down the beach. Another hundred died from locals throwing rocks off the cliffs at them. Archers among the Zonians did pick off a few locals.
At last, the search team returned and informed the leaders of the Zonian troops that there was indeed a way off the beaches, about a mile to the south. But there was a fort on the land above the beaches, and they were aware of the Zonian troops. After discussing, the Zonians decided to wait until dark, when the fort couldn't see them, to make an assault up the path. So the troops marched south until they got close to the fort. They lined up with their backs against the cliffs to avoid the fort's gunfire and waited for darkness. When full darkness arrived, they stealthily tried to make their way up the path to the fort. The fort gunners were waiting, though, and when moonlight showed flashes off the swords of the climbing Zonian troops, they brought their guns to bear on the path. Bursts of fire lit the night as the guns shattered the approaching Zonian troops. Fire arrows rained down upon them, which showed their locations in stark relief. The Zonians thought all was lost, but the firing gave them an unexpected boon. A patrol of Zonian ships spotted the firing, and two sling ships came up and started targeting the fort walls. The trapped Zonian troops cheered their good luck, and as the fort guns turned towards the sling ships, they charged the hill.
About 2500 of the Zonian troops remained alive when they reached the walls of Fort #3. Sling fire from their supporting ships had locked onto the fort and was peppering its interior with fire-and-ice explosions. On the walls of the fort, a young woman gunner managed a lucky shot and scuttled one of the slinger ships. A series of clashes and screams at sea let the Zonian troops know that the other slinger ship had been boarded and captured by some Westeros navy ships. Once again, they were stranded in enemy territory, bereft of support.
As they were beginning an assault on the north wall of the fort, a large contingent of Westeros troops came around the fort's corner and attacked them. As the Zonian troops spread out to meet the incoming enemy, they were again hemmed in by gunfire from the fort's walls. The Zonian leader, seeing that nearly 2000 of his men were engaged in a pitched battle, that they would lose, took 500 of his men and ran for some cover north of the fort. In the darkness, they escaped unseen. They turned west toward the interior and crossed some steel rails laid into the ground. They ran into the deep forests that they found there.
Bran sat in his ready room gathering intel about how the war was going. So far, they were aware of three landings of troops on Westeros. The assault on Fort #4, the sacking of a small town in southwest Dorne, and a reported landing northeast of the Iron Islands. From the telepath reports, the #4 fort had taken a good deal of damage from two slinger ships and had lost 300 troops from the bombing and an assault, but it had held. Reports were still coming in about the possible landing near Fort #10, and the story from Dorne seemed quite fluid. Tyrion advised him to send a gunship or two towards the Dorne issue, to see if it could be mediated. He had already done this as soon as the reports came in.
In Sand Hall, the Zonian troops were awakened at dawn by gunfire at the inlet where the river met the sea. From the rooftop of the lord's building, the remaining Zonian captain watched in dismay as the one ship they had left manned was sunk by two Westeros gunships. The other 5 Zonian ships lay at anchor by the wharf. They had skeleton crews aboard them but they would be little use against gunships, nor could they be boarded fast enough to offer any hope of resistance. The Zonian captain had a flash back to his training where an instructor had taught them that capturing a place in enemy territory wasn't as hard as holding it against a determined local assault. His memory was cut short by a shout from a lookout pointing out 4 ships landing just north of the town. They were spewing lines of determined looking Dorne troops.
The two King's Landing ships had closed on the remaining five Zonian ships, and were boarding them one by one. There was sporadic hand to hand fighting on the decks but it was over quickly. The Zonian captain arranged his 3000 troops in a battle plan to defend the town, but the outcome was all but over. 2500 Sand Hall troops and miners showed up on the eastern side of the town and 2000 Dayne troops were closing from the north. The Zonians would take many with them into death but the invasion force would perish.