Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 421

Chapter 421 Encountering Haiyan

Dorne is a desert environment with few oases.

Civilians could no longer survive, so they poured into the Vulture Mountains without realizing it.

This matter was reported at the beginning of the year, and now it has become a problem.

Viserys frowned and said in confusion: "It's just a group of rioters. Even if there are tens of thousands of people, the two gates should be able to handle it."

The bone road is dangerous, and the black port is stuck halfway. One man can block it and ten thousand people can't open it.

The exit of Prince's Pass is in Nightsong City in the Dorne Frontier, which is the family territory where Royce Cullen is located.

This place is supported by House Tully to the west and leads directly to Highgarden to the north.

Whenever there is a rebellion in Dorne, the Reach will send a large number of garrisons to defend it.

Tormund sighed lightly and gave an explanation: "Lady Jane from the Eagle's Nest City sent a message that the Sea King of Braavos recruited tens of thousands of mercenaries and transported them to Dorne for support."

Tens of thousands of people may sound like a lot, but in fact, only a dozen ships are needed to cross the border in batches several times.

Otto glanced at him and said calmly: "According to the current situation, Dorne is very likely to invade the whole country, and there will be big trouble in the Vulture Mountains."

Viserys felt uncomfortable being stared at. He coughed twice to cover it up, and his expression suddenly turned serious: "The terrain of the Vulture Mountains is dangerous, and it is difficult to find the chaos hidden in it. We need a giant dragon to cooperate with the defenders."

He stood up and looked at the map and pointed out: "The Dornish people sent the main force to invade the Stormlands, and the mercenaries and refugees invaded the Vulture Mountains. Do you want to fight on two fronts?"

Otto said: "Your Majesty, the engagement banquet between Prince Aegon and Miss Selina has not been held yet, so you should probably be more concerned about this matter."

Sometimes this idea is very close to the truth.

Viserys asked bluntly, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

“Tens of thousands of mercenaries, tens of thousands of mobs, plus siege equipment secretly provided by Braavos…”

Seeing the objections from his ministers, Viserys straightened his back, cheered up and said, "Everyone, don't forget, your king is also a dragon master!"

With Dorne paying such a high price, it would be difficult to implement the plan to attack Sunspear City by surprise.

“What about the Vulture Mountains?”

The weaker a person is, the easier it is for him to think about something in the worst possible way.

Tormund was confused for a moment, unsure of what the king meant.

Colliss's face turned even darker, and he was too lazy to argue. He suggested: “There is no problem in sending troops to the Stepstone Islands. It is easy to sneak attack on Sunspear City and rush to the Stormlands from the sea.”

Dorne is allied with the Three Women Kingdom and has always been good at using mercenaries to charge.

Viserys instantly turned black and felt very disgusted.

“Your Majesty?”

Leonor and Otto stood up almost at the same time and looked around the map.

Lanino's life and death were uncertain, so Lannar, who had just lost her son in childbirth, could not be asked to fight.

Yang Yan plus the two thousand navy is more useful than the five thousand army temporarily recruited by the king.

Poorly expose the loopholes in the king's words.

Viserys was startled, keenly aware of the danger.

As he spoke, he wiped away the haggardness on his face, showing a bit of perseverance.

“Ahem…”

Otto's eyes flickered and he said: "There are indeed many savages hiding in the mountains who refuse to pay taxes, but the goal of the rebels is to attack the fortress and they will show up on their own initiative."

Tormund responded: "Send a message to Highgarden and Blackport to strengthen the defense of the pass."

After all, Keolen doesn't look like a fool who cares about his head rather than his body.

Otto and others also looked incomprehensible, staring at the king in surprise.

It is not that there have never been cases in history where two fortresses were lost, but...

Colliss's face darkened, and he secretly exerted strength on his big hand holding the table.

Leonor nodded: "We don't have any more dragons, we may have to wait until Prince Rhaegar returns to the mainland.

Since there are changes in the Vulture Mountains, the sooner the war in the Stormlands is settled, the better.

Allison kept pestering him to call Aegon back, which made him upset and angry.

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at the disputed land and the Iron Islands, with an ugly look on his face: "The Three Women's Kingdom is holding back our main force, and the Iron Islands will take the opportunity to invade the Westerland and the Reach. We will be in trouble."

He was disgusted by the despicable means Hightower used to gain access to his son.

Hearing the king's speculation, the possibility is indeed very high.

Leonor said: "Dorne and the Iron Throne are feuding. In the Dorne War more than a hundred years ago, a queen and a dragon were lost. Now, more than a hundred years later, a Velaryon dragon knight has been lost. ”

Another meaning.

With Rhaenys and Daemon guarding the three city-states, the only dragon masters who can be mobilized are the two princes Rhaegar and Aegon.

“Stop telling me this, I don't want to hear these messy troubles now.”

Why does the king feel like he longs to lose?

Viserys raised his head, recounted Dorne's family background word by word, and said: "With such good preparations, Darkport and Nightsong City may not be able to defend it."

“With all due respect, the kingdom cannot afford to lose another king, even if the possibility is low.”

“Leonor…”

Viserys was furious for a moment and wanted to make a few remarks.

Linman, the old **** present, interrupted and said faintly: "Your Majesty, the defense of the Reach is not as fragile as you think."

Viserys almost couldn't hold back his breath, and said angrily: "I am a dragon driver, my mount is Vermithor, and I have ridden Balerion. Do you think of me as a waste or a coward!?"

He just wanted to go to the battlefield, why did he always look like something would happen to him?

The eldest son, the second son, and the three sons all participated in the war. Is it necessary for him, the father, to just watch and do nothing?

The ministers were silent, not daring to accept the king's heart-wrenching words.

A king can be foolish and morally corrupt, but you cannot say he is a coward.

A moment of silence.

Colliss looked around and suddenly laughed loudly: "Look, our Majesty is so competent, and he does not lack the courage to kill the intruders with blood."

Seriously, it's impressive.

He thought that his cousin and king was still a coward with a weak character and hesitant to look forward and backward when encountering difficulties.

Now it seems that there is a big difference.

Viserys said solemnly: "I will ride Vormisor south to the Bone Road, while Lord Corlys can take a boat to sneak attack Sunspear City."

Be defensive and offensive at the same time.

Collis stopped laughing, looked around, and said solemnly: "Vormisor is an adult dragon second only to Vhagar. I support your majesty's decision."

The name Bronze Wrath has been circulating in the mainland for decades and has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

At least in Westeros, the Bronze Fury is more prestigious than Deathwing.

With supporters, Viserys felt confident and said: "I will lead the expedition myself, just like a conqueror." "…"

The ministers were silent and looked at each other quietly, unable to find any reason to object.

It is a good thing that the king dares to go to the battlefield and assumes the responsibility of guarding the whole territory.

In Westeros, brave lords are worth following.

The heroic and warlike crown prince is the best example.

Every lord loves him and is willing to accompany him in the charge.

The conference hall continued to drink half a cup of tea in silence, and there was still no objection.

Finally, the king's proposal was passed.

Outside the closed door of the conference hall.

Two white knights stood guarding the gate with their heads held high.

Allison, who was wearing a green skirt, looked down and waited, picking at her nails anxiously.

Helena half-squatted, her freckled face pressed against the door panel, listening to the meeting inside.

She returned to King's Landing from Harrenhal last night.

Hearing about the incident in Lannino early in the morning, Imond disobeyed military orders and came over to eavesdrop.

　　Until the conversation in the hall ended, the little girl straightened up, her face looking calm.

Allison lowered his head, saw the faint dark circles under his daughter's eyes, and stepped forward to care about her: "Did you sleep well?"

Her subconscious behavior.

Only when you care about your children can you find a sense of presence in the huge Red Fort.

Helena shook her head.

Allison reached out and touched her face, softly, and said, "Don't be afraid, Aemond is fine, Sir Lannino will also be blessed by the Seven Gods."

“I'm not worried about Aemond, he has his own consequences.”

Helena said something, and it seemed normal.

Immediately afterwards, his thin eyebrows tightened together, and he mumbled: "I saw a fishmonger working on a blue island."

"What's the meaning?"

Alisson is baffled.

"nothing."

Helena reacted quickly, walked out without missing a beat, and murmured in a voice that only one person could hear: "I have to go and take a look, and warn Aemond on the way."

　　Day by day, time flies.

Stormland, east coast.

The white clouds dispersed in a flash, and the black dragon soared into the sky, its wings covering a large area of shadow.

“Faster!”

On the dragon's back, Rhaegar's silver hair was flying, and his black robe was blowing in the wind.

The glutton has indifferent eyes, fluttering his wings across the lush rainforest, startling countless birds to flee.

One man and one dragon were rushing towards the direction of Crow's Nest City at extremely fast speeds.

on the way.

“Hiss…”

A sharp roar erupted, and orange-yellow dragon flames mixed with light silver rose into the sky.

The glutton's vertical pupils flashed with cold light, and his flying speed slowed down.

Rhaegar felt a chill in his heart and looked into the distance.

In the southern part of the rain forest, a blue-gray castle stands tall.

At this moment, a light silver giant dragon was hovering in the sky, spitting dragon flames wantonly, and bombarding the castle without getting tired.

Rumble —

The castle tower was burned black, the glazed windows were broken, and black smoke billowed out.

There was not a single guarding soldier on the tall city wall, and even the flags were carefully withdrawn.

A large section of the parapet used for defense collapsed, revealing its dilapidation.

“Sea smoke!?”

Rhaegar blurted out.

　　From a distance, he recognized the castle and the dragon.

The Metela family's foggy forest city, the sea smoke without its master.

“Hiss…”

Hiffing the sea smoke with his nose, he seemed to smell a dangerous smell, and stared at the black dragon coming from a distance as if he was nervous.

A flash of violence flashed across his vertical pupils, and he roared like a demonstration.

Immediately, he spit out another dragon flame at the fog forest city below, turned his head and soared in the opposite direction.

Although it is angry, it still remembers the horror of the dragon-eating species.

Looking at the sea smoke disappearing, Rega's mind was spinning and he said hurriedly: "Glutton, catch up."

The glutton's green vertical pupils showed a gloomy look, and he flapped his broad black wings and quickly rushed to catch up.

A young dragon, less than a third of its size, dared to show off to it.

Don't know what's good and what's wrong!

The two dragons chased each other and fled, flying along the territory of Wulin City.

The sea smoke flies very fast, but its state is very strange.

Whenever he passes a village, no matter how inconspicuous it is, he will lower his body and dive.

“Hiss…”

With a sharp roar, the dragon flames plowed through the village mercilessly.

(End of this chapter)

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