Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 390

Chapter 390 Rees-Tower System

Soon, hundreds of elite cavalry were galloping, holding high the banner of a crowned stag.

Bat's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he raised his arms to indicate waiting.

He was waiting for the dragon to appear.

In this invasion of the Stormlands, a total of 20,000 Dornish soldiers were dispatched.

The strategy is divided into two general directions.

Attack Stonehelm City and seize the strategic base.

Haunt Crow's Nest City and Eagle's Nest Castle, and intercept the reinforcements of Storm's End Castle.

He sent teams to plunder the mills and villages within the territory of the two castles, and were attacked by the dragon knights of the Velaryon family.

Hundreds of soldiers were sacrificed in vain.

An ugly dragon with a mud-colored body and brown wings swooped over.

Suddenly, a sharp roar resounded, startling the birds in the dense forest.

“Dragon Flame!”

The horses of a few unlucky ones were shot, screamed and fell to the ground, and were trampled to pulp by the large army.

During the Conqueror period, Dorne shot a dragon and repelled the Targaryen invasion.

“Hiss…”

Butt stared closely at the giant dragon, stirred the roulette wheel vigorously, gritted his teeth and said: "Watch me shoot you into the sky!"

Shoot the dragon and his name will be passed down through the ages.

“There is an ambush, raise your shield!”

“As commanded!”

With a command, two thousand crossbowmen loosened their bowstrings, and arrows rained down like raindrops.

Lanino turned his head in surprise and stared at the forest where the crossbow bolts were shot.

Sea smoke roared angrily, hovering high in the sky, dodging the shots of stainless steel spears.

The crossbowmen hid behind trees and suppressed them from a distance, while the remaining three thousand melee infantrymen armed with spears launched a charge.

There are open areas for more than ten miles around, and the spacious roads are smooth.

“Hiss…”

Batt's expression changed slightly and he couldn't wait to say: "Listen to my order and shoot!"

The fine steel spear was shot out like a command arrow.

At first glance, Storm's End appears to be at a stalemate.

Storm Knights are the elite among the elite. They can quickly adjust their formation upon receiving orders to form an indestructible shield wall.

The dragon is an unattainable magical creature that symbolizes power and conquest.

Dornish soldiers swarmed out and marched forward in unison with the hail of arrows.

Click…

The scales of the young dragon cannot stop the scorpion crossbow, but it is smaller and faster than the scorpion crossbow.

There is only dense jungle growing on the east side, and there are lush shrubs on the outside.

The lush forest blocked the view, and the Dornish soldiers were hidden from sight.

Butt opened his eyes wide and stared straight at the giant dragon above his head.

Suddenly, the marching speed of hundreds of storm knights slowed down, and arrows crackled on the hard armor.

There was a roar from the sky, and the light silver dragon shadow flashed past.

The knight captain shouted loudly and raised his oaken shield half as high as a man to resist.

The sea smoke does not fly very high, and the vertical pupils overlook the surrounding environment.

The sea smoke rises in vain and moves sideways into the distance.

“Hiss…”

“Get ready!”

In mid-air, Haiyan screamed and moved nimbly to avoid the steel spear.

The scorpion crossbows were launched at the same time, locking onto the light silver dragon in mid-air.

The crossbowman's heart was beating wildly as he controlled the scorpion crossbow to aim at the giant dragon, sweat dripping from his fingers.

“Hiss!”

In the forest, Bat stomped the ground angrily, grabbed a scorpion crossbow, and shouted angrily: "Cover the crossbowmen, and surround the storm knights with infantry!"

Click!

The young man shouted passionately, with a big smile on his face.

Instantly, dragon flames like mud dots fell from the sky, smashing through the dense forest.

Hearing the sound, Bart raised his head in panic, and only had time to see hail-like brown mud-colored flames hitting his head.

Boom—

The dragon flame was like a hard stone, instantly smashing the person's head to death and bleeding, and was immediately followed by flames with a muddy smell.

Even the man and the ballista were killed in the fire at the same time.

“Haha~”

Aemond cheered and leaned on the dragon's back shouting: "Add more fire!"

“Hiss…”

The sheep thief's erect pupils showed pride, his dive speed increased, and he spit out a wide range of dragon flames.

“Aemond, be careful of the scorpion crossbow!”

Lannino shouted from afar, riding on Sea Smoke to attack the Dornish infantry who ran out of the forest.

Aemond was so excited that he shouted: "Don't worry, the sheep thief will protect me!"

The sheep thief neighed, his thick scales ignoring the crossbow bolts of fine steel arrows, and gliding at low altitude unscrupulously.

The vertical pupils are aligned with the threatening giant ballista, and the mud-like dragon flames are sprayed for precise bombing.

After two consecutive dives, all five Scorpion Crossbows were scrapped.

"Escape quickly, we can't stop the two dragons!"

“Run into the rainforest!”

Without the command of the general, the Dornish soldiers were like a piece of scattered sand and immediately collapsed into an army.

This is not to blame for their poor organizational skills.

As soon as the vanguard troops rushed out of the forest, they were burned through the formation by a puff of sea smoke and dragon flames, turning into headless flies scurrying around.

The Storm Rider charged forward on horseback and easily cut through several enemies.

“Hiss…”

The sheep thief was as excited as the driver, setting fire to the forest like an arsonist, and the smoke spread for miles.

The Dornish soldiers hiding in the forest were brutally attacked and fled in panic.

The style of the painting changed and it turned into an arson scene of an ugly evil dragon.

It lasted for a long time, and the sky gradually became dusk.

“Clean the battlefield and don't let anyone live!”

The forest was ablaze, and the hillsides and roads were strewn with charred corpses.

The sun-piercing spear banner symbolizing House Martell fell into the mud, burning holes.

Led by Royce Cullen, hundreds of storm knights roamed on horseback, stabbing their lances into the chests of corpses one by one.

“Hiss…”

The sheep thief flew across the smoke-filled forest and landed arrogantly in front of the cavalry team.

On the dragon's back, Aemond's face was full of excitement, and a line of hot sweat broke out on his forehead.

Sea Smoke circled twice and carried the driver down smoothly.

Lanino took off his helmet and said excitedly: "We have repelled the ambush. It's time to mobilize a large number of troops to rush to the besieged Stonehelm City."

The story of the Dornishmen harassing Crow's Nest and Falcon's Nest has long reached Storm's End.

With no stronghold between the two castles, the Dornishmen would have been ambushed along the way through the adjoining forest.

　　It was personally drawn up by Earl Cullen, and this counter-annihilation war was carried out according to every plan.

Earl Cullen rode his horse and muttered: "These soldiers are only half of the blocking force. Let's first open up the main road from Crow's Nest City to Stonehelm City."

It takes time to mobilize troops. Storm's End has temporarily recruited thousands of soldiers, and it is easy to suffer heavy losses if it is attacked halfway.

Eamond greatly agreed upon hearing this and reported: "The sheep thieves burned many people with fire, but many more went into the woods."

These fleeing rebels will once again form small groups of guerrillas. When fighting the Dornish people, you must not underestimate the small groups of skirmishers.

Otherwise you will suffer a big loss.

Earl Karen hesitated for a moment and made a judgment: "Then let's go to Crow's Nest City to station ourselves and wait for the follow-up troops to arrive."

Stonehelm City is a fortified city, presumably capable of withstanding an attack.

Lanino nodded, approving this plan.

“What a great idea, I'll ride a sheep thief to help patrol every day.”

Eamond agreed immediately.

However, when he heard about Stonehelm City, a dim light flashed in this boy's eyes.

Late night, Rees.

In the courtyard of the Governor's Mansion, a huge black dragon lay prone on the ground, its towering back comparable to an attic.

Under the moonlight, the green vertical pupils opened quietly, and a huge scarlet dragon flew from the night sky.

The dragon was extremely fast and landed on the other side of the courtyard.

At this time, the attic of the Governor's Mansion was brightly lit, and a dense crowd of people could be vaguely seen.

Open-air terrace, illuminated by several bonfires.

Rhaegar put his hand on his forehead and sat back on a golden chair.

Before him stood the sea serpent and Thethrio of Volantis.

boom-

The rooftop door was pushed open, and then Rhaenys's voice came:

“Rhaega, I received the news and rushed here overnight.”

Rhaenys walked over in a hurry with a solemn expression.

“Auntie, you are here.”

Rhaegar put down his palms and smiled.

Daemon captured Tyrosh, heralding the end of the War of the Narrow Sea.

Although the three city-states have not yet been fully controlled, actual control has fallen into the hands of the Targaryens.

The Three Women's Kingdom, which is rampant in the land of disputes, is completely destroyed!

Rhaenys glanced at everyone present and said thankfully: "I went to Tyrosh first to check on Lannar's condition. Fortunately, she is fine. Gods bless her."

As soon as Rhaegar returned to Lys, he conveyed the news of Daemon's capture of Tyrosh to King's Landing and Myr.

　　Three Women's Kingdom is broken, reconstruction and emerging order are a big difficulty.

The sea serpent Corliss looked tense and asked: "Daemon attacked the city privately, how is the situation in Tyrosh?"

He is an ally with Daemon and is committed to plundering the Kingdom of Three Women.

Now Daemon disobeyed the king's order and attacked the city behind his back, which made him feel offended and threatened.

Rhaenys looked at her nephew and said seriously: "Tylosi is still in the flames of war. Daemon leads the army to suppress it. It will probably take a few days."

“A willful bastard.”

The sea snake cursed secretly.

Everyone knows that once Daemon enters the city-state, he will never leave.

Rhaegar waved his hand and interrupted: "Everyone, Tyrosh has fallen, and the Three Women's Kingdom and the disputed lands have all been pocketed. We should first discuss maintaining waterways and resuming trade."

At the beginning of the Narrow Sea War, the main factor was the captured Mogul.

Morgul is dead, and the only goal left is to destroy the Three Women's Kingdom.

At present, the Three Women's Kingdom is in ruins, and the three city-states are in desperate need of talents of all kinds to manage them.

He always keeps one thing in mind.

The Iron Throne conquered the Three Women's Kingdom, and the Targaryen bloodline once again set foot on the land of Essos.

“Prince, I think it would be more valuable to discuss the harvest first.”

Teslio has a rough voice and a shrewd look in his eyes.

The sea snake's eyes were deep and he suggested: "Daemon has occupied Tyrosh. This matter should be reported to His Majesty and brought to the Imperial Council for discussion."

Rhaegar did not even bother to raise his eyelids and said calmly: "After Damon's question, I will only talk about the above two points tonight."

He didn't understand the intentions of the two of them, they just wanted to share the benefits.

The chaos in Myr is still in chaos, Lys is in desperate need of improvement, and Tyrosh is raging with war.

Before Targaryen takes control of the three city-states, do the vultures want a share of the pie?

Rhaegar had only one sentence: "Impossible!"

"prince…"

The sea snake is very unwilling and eager to share the benefits.

“Hiss…”

A high-pitched neighing sound erupted, and a dark fire flashed across the night sky.

Everyone looked up.

Thrax flew in the air, staggered and landed on Rhaegar's shoulder, screaming at several people with his sharp eyes.

The sea snake was stunned for a moment and took a step back for no reason.

Teslio's face tightened, and his left hand held the scimitar behind his back.

Rhaegar stroked Thrax's dragon head and smiled: "Don't be nervous, the little guy is just a little disobedient."

Speaking, he glanced at the two of them.

I don't know if I'm talking about a young dragon or an individual.

Thrax lay down obediently, and his big dragon kiss made a comfortable purring sound.

It seems to express that it is very submissive.

Rhaenys looked natural and praised: "This is the baby dragon hatched from Mogul's dragon egg. It is indeed a unique species."

“Can promote the ductility of the family's dragon bloodline.”

Rhaegar smiled, called Johanna, and said seriously: "The chaos in the three city-states continues. I decided to use Lys as an example to implement the tower system alone."

Johanna walked over and handed several sample drawings to several people.

Rhaegar continued: "The Kingdom of the Three Women used to have an electoral system, which is contrary to the system of Westeros. I plan to establish the position of a prince, with two or more members under his jurisdiction, and a high tower parliament with one master and many slaves."

Rhaenys read through it carefully and wondered: "Is this an imitation of the Iron Throne and the Royal Council?"

“Not entirely, MPs have greater rights than ministers.”

Rhaegar replied casually, glancing at the sea serpent and Thethrio.

The sea snake didn't notice it, looked at the plan carefully, and gradually frowned.

As a senior politician, he saw at a glance that the "Tower Parliament" was unusual.

A master refers to a prince, or to a Targaryen bloodline.

Duocong refers to members of parliament, that is, the rights are equally shared, and controls the rights of the prince.

Parliamentary systems have existed since ancient times, the most typical of which is the Free Fortress Empire of ancient Valyria.

Led by forty Dragon King families, all free people in the empire voted to form a large parliamentary group.

Mill's many governors' conferences were also separated from the conference system.

This kind of parliament is all about decentralization of power.

The High Tower Parliament placed a more powerful prince on top of the members.

Ensure that the Targaryen lineage continues to rule.

The sea serpent looked from beginning to end, raised his head and asked, "Prince, do you intend to extend the tower system to Myr and Tyrosh?"

When he said this, he unconsciously glanced at his wife, his eyes twinkling.

"No!" Rhaegar denied directly and said: "The tower only exists in Lys."

Three free trade cities, Tyrosh basically belongs to Daemon, and he will not interfere casually.

Myr is a valuable land city-state. He plans to build it into a complete colony and fully integrate it into the direct jurisdiction of the royal family.

Lis is a multi-element city-state with a bright future for development.

He only thought of the meeting in the tower due to the prying eyes of the Velaryon family, Pentos, and Volantis allies.

Inherited by the Targaryen bloodline, the rights of the tripartite members are distributed to the three parties, and they jointly share the profits and bear the good or bad of the city-state.

Although the prince is at risk of being sidelined, this only highlights the importance of having the Iron Throne behind him.

Prevent future generations from inheriting the city-state and turning their backs to attack the Iron Throne.

(End of this chapter)

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