Game of Thrones: I Became a Crown Prince For a Day Chapter 436

Chapter 436: Tolerant Policy

Rhaegar cast his gaze away and faintly heard a shrill scream.

“Helena!”

Over there is the area where Helena's dragon is patrolling. It seems that she ran into another group of enemies.

Looking down, he saw that the mercenaries had been killed and abandoned their armor. The situation was over.

“Glutton, add more fire.”

Rhaegar patted the dragon on the back and gave the order.

The Glutton swooped down and sprayed a stream of dragon flames horizontally along the road, creating a line of flames that blocked the horse.

The mercenaries who fled in panic were halfway through and were forced back by the scorching heat.

“Escape! Run deeper into the mountains!”

Open areas, especially Prince's Pass, where the road ends at a dead end with mountains on both sides.

Rhaegar didn't look any further and left with peace of mind.

Helena had a small face and a serious expression.

The glutton arrogantly shook its dragon head, flapped its wings and soared high into the sky, flying to the other end of the road.

On the ridge, two arrow towers broke through the door from the inside, and more than 300 garrison troops ran out with weapons in hand to intercept the mercenaries climbing on the mountain.

A small fortress built in a narrow passage that fits the mountain.

Mond followed closely behind and led his cavalry to charge forward.

“Glutton, let's go!”

“Hiss…”

“Dragon Flame!”

The tower is built on the mountain and looks like an inverted sea bowl.

With the cooperation of both sides, all the mercenaries on the mountain and down the mountain were in danger of escaping.

the other side.

Menghuo flapped his wings and took off into the air, letting the crossbow bolts hit his chest and abdomen, causing little sparks to fly out.

Menghuo roared, dragon flames sprayed out of the tower, and the fire ignited the heavy solid wood door.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The shooting hole on Tower Road fired crossbow bolts, trying to hit the giant dragon in mid-air.

“Hiss…”

The city wall is equipped with shooting holes, and there is a thick iron gate in the middle.

The fortress is divided into two parts.

As a dragon that is about to reach its peak, its scales are comparable to steel plates, and the damage caused by ordinary arrows is like scratching an itch.

If it weren't for the protection of the driver, he would have rushed down and danced wildly.

“Meng Huo, don't let them run away.”

The dragon roared loudly, and orange-yellow mixed with light blue dragon flames bombarded the city wall.

A stone wall extends from one side, about ten feet high, and connects to the mountain on the other side.

No matter how many soldiers come in, they will only serve as firewood.

Helena frowned and rode a dragon to pursue her.

“Crossbow! Aim quickly!”

“Hiss…”

A typical dangerous level.

The tower door was broken open, and a group of mercenaries fled down the hillside regardless of the dragon flames at the door.

“Put away the kerosene, don't get ignited!”

On the sea, the dragon may still be wary.

At a glance, there are no less than a thousand people.

“The crossbow arrows are useless, everyone, run away!”

“Charge!”

Inside the city wall, hundreds of mercenaries screamed in fear and fearfully held three consecutive crossbow bolts.

The light blue dragon hovered gracefully, setting the city wall into a sea of fire, then turned around and bombarded the towers on the mountain.

Helena suddenly spoke out, her eyes fixed on the mercenaries escaping from the city wall.

　　The mercenaries joined forces with the Dornish people and stationed troops after the fortress was breached, waiting for follow-up troops to support the siege equipment.

The victims of the disaster are also among them, and they are a big boost to the attack on the Reach.

“Hiss…”

Menghuo's vertical pupils are cold, chasing the scurrying insects, burning with dragon flames.

There are so many small bugs that one pile will be burned to death, and another pile will remain.

Helena looked anxiously, not wanting to let a bad guy escape.

Glutton flew over at a very fast speed, its huge body like a black meteor, streaking across the barren red mountains.

“Dragon Flame!”

Rhaegar saw the enemies running all over the place at a glance and showed no mercy.

A flash of cunning flashed through Glutton's green vertical pupils, and his wings spread out like night sky, gliding to the limit of the mountains on both sides.

Boom—

The green dragon flames spurted out endlessly, burning all the way along the mountains.

All mercenaries who climbed the mountain were drowned in the sea of fire.

In the Prince's Pass, wails and screams could be heard endlessly.

At night.

The Reach army garrisoned Prince's Pass, taking over fallen fortresses one after another.

In the rear, Night Song City.

A parliament is convening.

“The raven carries word to Darkhaven and the Stormlands, always holding the line.”

Rhaegar tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Five thousand people from the Western Region and the Riverlands were mobilized to gather at the prince's palace."

“Yes, Prince.”

“The Allied Forces of the Reach have conquered the Prince's Pass, and the Bone Road and Greenwater River must be captured, dividing Dorne into three battlefields.”

Rhaegar looked solemn and analyzed the battle situation carefully.

Prince's Pass and Bone Road hide overseas mercenaries and tens of thousands of homeless victims.

At present, the mercenaries are being driven back, and the Allied Forces from the River Bend occupy the entrance and the first half of the Prince's Pass. The strategic target will be on the Dorne territory.

There is a royal tomb city in the second half of the Prince's Pass. At the exit of Prince Pass, there is also Tianji City, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The Fowler family of Tianji City is the descendant of the ancestors and is one of the most noble and powerful noble lords in Dorne.

The Fowler family has many titles, including "Lord of the Road" and "Guardian of Prince's Pass".

Joined with the Yronwood family, known as the "Nobles of Blood" and "Guardian of Stone Roads", they are the most powerful vassals under the Martell family.

Donald suggested: "Prince, we have two unstoppable dragons. We can attack Wangzhong City and then plot against Tianji City."

Helena, who was standing aside listening to the lecture, became energetic and her little head nodded repeatedly.

Rhaegar thought for a moment and said: "Destroying the city is not a problem."

The strength of Gluttonous Eater and Dream Fire is undoubted.

The combined fighting power of the two giant dragons is even greater than that of Coraxio and Melias outside the narrow sea.

Rega placed his finger on the position of the fortress on the sand table and said in a solemn voice: "Tens of thousands of victims have gathered here, blocking the way of the army."

“Just send troops to drive them away.”

　　Mont's indifferent way.

Who would take a second look at the disaster victims?

Rhaegar shook his head and said: "The number of victims is huge, and driving them away rashly is counterproductive, and is no different from killing them all."

With a sharp eye, he saw another solution.

Mond smiled angrily and asked doubtfully: "Then what should we do? Kill them all?"

That's tens of thousands of people, even from Dorne.

In the tradition of Westeros, knights must protect the weak and there is no reason to massacre civilians.

“Can't kill, I don't want to repeat the First Dornish War.”

Rhaegar shook his head again.

Dorne is a wonderful land.

The native races of Dorne are inconspicuous, no different from the short, dark-skinned stonefolk of the Crimson Mountains.

Until "Rhoynar Warrior Queen" Nymeria crossed the rivers, the Rhoynar bloodline merged into the land of Dorne.

The Rhoynar fought against the invasion of the ancient Valyrian Freehold on the continent of Essos.

During the Battle of the Rhoyne, the Rhoynar water wizards manipulated the water of the river and killed three dragon masters.

As soon as this incident came out, the Free Fortress Empire was furious and sent a full three hundred dragon masters to join the battle.

The Rhoynar fought to the death, and Prince Gaelin called for 250,000 men to fight.

Very brave, but useless.

Three hundred giant dragons were like killing machines and once burned the Rhoyne River, known as the mother river, dry.

The Rhoynar army, 250,000 men, were all destroyed by dragonfire and massacred.

　　Prince Guerin was captured alive, kept in a cage like a dog, and watched with his own eyes as all his people were slaughtered.

After this battle, Nymeria led the remaining old, weak, sick and disabled people across thousands of ships in order to avoid being pursued by the Free Fortress.

To this day.

The Dornish people inherited the resistance spirit of the Rhoynar, fearing neither death nor war, and dared to defend their territory to the death.

Rhaegar sighed lightly and whispered: "If the other six countries are as stubborn as Dorne, the conquerors will not be able to reach Blackwater Bay."

Similarly faced with the invaders, the remaining six countries either split internally or succumbed to the dragon.

Only Dorne has really hard bones!

“If you want to conquer a land, you cannot just use force.”

Rhaegar said sincerely.

He is a Targaryen, the legal heir to the Iron Throne, and the future king of the Seven Kingdoms.

Duo En is bound to be won.

"I want the territory of Dorne. Killing will not allow me to conquer it. I need a little kindness and wisdom."

Rhaegar closed his eyes gently, hesitating about his decision.

Helena looked on, her little hand quietly holding the big hand, and her head nestled in her brother's arm.

Things that even the Conqueror could not do would be a huge pressure on any Targaryen.

Mont's eyes were wandering and he asked: "Prince, we have to send troops as soon as possible. We might as well drive the victims towards Wang Tomb City."

　　Go back where you came from.

Lei Jia opened his eyes and asked: "How can a person who is about to starve to death be willing to go back when he knows there is food at the end of the road?"

“If we don't drive them away, the army will not be able to get through and will be harassed.”

“But we can't drive away.”

Lei took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and solemnly said: "Provide food to the victims, divide a detention area, and send people to strictly guard it."

"What!"

Mond's voice rose in vain as he asked: “Give food to the victims, those are the Dornish people, and Duke Tyrell has just been assassinated!”

The honor of the nobles prevents them from wielding a butcher knife at the victims, but it does not mean that they will regard the victims as "human beings".

Dorne rebelled, so there is no reason to rescue the Dornish people.

“Lord Mond, please don't get excited yet.”

Helena's little face wrinkled up, and she stopped in front of Rhaegar like a hen protecting her chicks.

Since my brother said this, he must have a reason.

Not even my great-uncle!

Mont's face turned blue and purple, and he turned his head unhappily.

Rhaegar was not displeased and patiently explained: "The Dornish rebellion must pay a price."

“Duke Tyrell is assassinated, Dorne and Martell will face blood and fire!”

Having ideas is good, but you must first understand the reality.

Fighting Dorne and avenging old Tyrell, these two points must come first.

Hearing this, Mond's face improved slightly, and Donald and others also breathed a sigh of relief.

They were afraid that the Crown Prince would suddenly become incarnated and give up revenge if his brain twitched.

Lega glanced around and continued: "Wangzhong City and Tianji City must be attacked, but the victims cannot be massacred or driven away. Treating them well may yield unexpected gains."

If the hard one doesn't work, change it to something softer.

Looking back at history, Aegon the Conqueror lost six kingdoms in a row and developed a proud heart.

During the First Dornish War, great losses were caused to the common people of Dorne.

Of course, the failure to conquer Dorne was due to a combination of factors.

Rhaegar was aware of the current situation.

The Iron Throne has ruled Westeros for more than a hundred years, and there will no longer be any remnants of the Six Kingdoms secretly funding Dorne.

Three giant dragons turned into more than a dozen giant dragons.

Conquer Martell, destroy the rebellious Dornish castle, and pacify the ordinary people of Dorne.

Three steps, in no particular order, are a good way to conquer this land.

(End of this chapter)

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