Chapter 421 Encounter with Haiyan

Dorne is a desert with few oases.

Civilians can no longer survive and are rushing into the Vulture Mountains.

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, two checkpoints should be able to deal with it."

The Bone Road is dangerous, and the Black Harbor is stuck halfway. One man can't open the pass.

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

There is support from the Tully family to the west, and it leads directly to Highgarden to the north.

Whenever Dorne rebels, the Reach will send a large number of garrisons to defend.

Tormund sighed and explained: "Lady Jeyne of the Eyrie sent a message that the Sea King of Braavos has recruited tens of thousands of mercenaries and transported them to Dorne for support."

Tens of thousands of people sound a lot, but in fact, only a dozen ships are needed, and they can be smuggled in batches several times.

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

Viserys was startled, keenly aware of the danger.

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

As he spoke, he pointed his finger at the Disputed Lands and the Iron Islands, with an ugly face: "The Three Kingdoms of Women are holding back our main forces, and the Iron Islands are taking the opportunity to invade the Westerlands and the Reach. We will be in a mess."

The weaker the character, the easier it is to think of something in the worst angle.

But sometimes this kind of thinking is very close to the truth.

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

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

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

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

Another meaning.

Dorne paid such a high price, and the plan to attack Sunspear would be difficult to implement.

After all, Keoren is not a fool who only cares about the head and not the butt.

Corliss's face darkened, and he was too lazy to argue, saying: "It is no problem to send troops to the Stepstones. It is easy to attack Sunspear and rush to the Stormlands from the sea."

Since there is a change in the Vulture Mountains, the war in the Stormlands will be settled as soon as possible.

Yangyan plus two thousand navy is more useful than the five thousand troops temporarily recruited by the king.

"What about the Vulture Mountains?"

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

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

"Tens of thousands of mercenaries, tens of thousands of rioters, plus the siege equipment secretly provided by Braavos..."

Viserys raised his head and recited Dorne's assets word by word, saying: "With such thorough preparations, Blackhaven and Nightsong may not be able to be defended."

"Your Majesty?"

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

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

It's not that there have been two fortresses lost in history, but...

Why does the king feel like he can't wait for them to be lost?

"Ahem..."

Viserys felt uncomfortable being stared at, and coughed twice to cover it up. His expression suddenly turned serious: "The Vulture Mountains are in a dangerous terrain, and it is difficult to find the rioters hiding in them. We need a dragon to cooperate with the garrison."

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

He bluntly exposed the loophole in the king's words.

Lionor nodded: "We don't have more dragons, and we may have to wait for Prince Rhaegar to return to the mainland.

Lanino's life and death are uncertain, so naturally he can't ask Lannar, who just lost his son in childbirth, to fight.

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

Seeing the opposition of his ministers, Viserys straightened his back and said with spirit: "Everyone, don't forget that your king is also a dragon rider! "

While speaking, he wiped away the haggardness on his face and showed a bit of determination.

Otto said: "Your Majesty, the engagement party of Prince Aegon and Lady Selina has not yet been held. You should perhaps worry more about this matter."

"Don't tell me so much. I don't want to hear these messy troubles now."

Viserys's face turned black in an instant, and he was very disgusted.

Heitoar used despicable means to climb up to his son, which made him feel disgusted.

Alison kept pestering him to call Aegon back, making him irritable.

Lyonor said: "Dorne and the Iron Throne are feuds. More than a hundred years ago, the Dorne War killed a queen and a dragon. Now, more than a hundred years later, a Velaryon dragon rider has fallen."

"Excuse me, the kingdom cannot lose another king, even if the possibility is very low. "

"Lionor..."

Viserys was furious and wanted to argue.

Lin Man interrupted calmly and said: "Your Majesty, the defense of the Reach is not as weak as you think."

Viserys almost couldn't hold his breath, and said angrily: "I am a dragon rider, my mount is Vermithor, and I have ridden Balerion before. Do you think I am useless or a coward!?"

He just wants to go to the battlefield once, why does he always look like he will definitely get into trouble.

The eldest son, the second son and the third son all participated in the war. Does he, as a father, have to watch without doing anything?

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

A king can be stupid and morally corrupt, but you can't say he is a coward.

Silence for a moment.

Corliss looked around and suddenly laughed out loud: "Look, our majesty is so competent and has the courage to massacre the invaders."

To be honest, it's impressive.

He thought that his cousin and king was still a weak coward who hesitated before doing anything.

Now it seems very different.

Viserys said solemnly: "I will ride Wormithor down the Bone Road, and Lord Corliss can take a boat to attack Sunspear."

Defense and offense are both available.

Corliss stopped laughing, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Wormithor is an adult dragon second only to Vhagar. I support your majesty's decision."

The name of Bronze Fury has been circulated on the continent for decades and has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

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

With supporters, Viserys is full of confidence and said: "I will lead the army in person, just like a conqueror."

"..."

The ministers were silent, looking at each other quietly, and could not find any reason to object.

It is a good thing that the king dares to go to the battlefield and take on the responsibility of protecting the entire territory.

In Westeros, brave lords are more worthy of following.

The brave and warlike crown prince is the best example.

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

The meeting hall was silent for half a cup of tea, and still no one objected.

In the end, the king's proposal was passed.

...

Outside the closed door of the meeting hall.

Two white knights held their heads high and guarded the door.

Alisson, dressed in a green dress, lowered her head and waited anxiously, picking her nails.

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

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

Hearing that Lannino was in trouble early in the morning, Aemond disobeyed military orders and came here to eavesdrop.

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

Alisson lowered his head, saw his daughter's faint dark circles, and stepped forward to care: "Did you not sleep well?"

Her subconscious behavior.

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

Helena shook her head.

Alisson reached out and stroked her face, softly and said, "Don't be afraid, Aemond is fine, and Ser Lanino will be blessed by the Seven Gods."

"I'm not worried about Aemond, he will have his own end."

Helena said, looking normal.

Then, with her thin eyebrows pressed together, she muttered mysteriously: "I saw a fishmonger working on a blue island."

"What do you mean?"

Alison was puzzled.

"Nothing."

Helena reacted quickly, turned around and walked out, muttering in a voice that only one person could hear: "I have to go and see, and warn Aemond by the way."

...

Day by day, time flies.

Stormland, east coast.

"Hiss——"

The white clouds rushed away, and the black dragon soared into the sky, its wings covering a large area of ​​shadows.

"Faster!"

On the dragon's back, Rhaegar's silver hair flew, and his black robe fluttered in the wind.

The glutton's pupils were indifferent, and it flapped its wings across the lush rainforest, startling countless birds to flee.

The man and the dragon were extremely fast, rushing to the direction of Crow's Nest City.

Halfway.

"Hiss..."

A sharp hissing sounded, and the dragon flames of orange and light silver rose into the sky.

The glutton's pupils flashed a cold light, and the flying speed slowed down.

Rhaegar's heart trembled, and he looked into the distance.

In the southern part of the rainforest, a blue-gray castle stood tall.

At this moment, a light silver dragon hovered in the air, spewing dragon flames wantonly, bombing the castle without getting tired.

Rumble——

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

There was no garrison soldier on the tall city wall, and even the flags were carefully withdrawn.

A large area of ​​the parapet used for defense collapsed, revealing its ruin.

"Hai Yan!?"

Rhaegar blurted out.

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

The Misty Forest City of the Metella Family, Haiyan who had lost her driver.

"Hiss..."

Haiyan sniffed lightly, as if she smelled danger, and stared at the black dragon coming from afar.

A hint of brutality flashed across her vertical pupils, and she roared in protest.

Then, it spit out another mouthful of dragon flame towards the Wulin City below, turned its head and flew in the opposite direction.

Although it was angry, it still remembered the horror of the dragon-eating species.

Seeing Haiyan go away, Rega's thoughts turned, and he hurriedly said: "Greedy, chase after it."

"Hiss--"

The glutton's green vertical pupils appeared gloomy, and the broad black wings flapped, rushing quickly to chase.

A young dragon, less than one-third of its size, dared to protest against it.

Don't know what's good for you!

The two dragons, one chasing and the other fleeing, flew along the territory of Wulin City.

Haiyan flew very fast, but his state was very strange.

Whenever he passed a village, no matter how inconspicuous it was, he would lower his body and dive.

"Hiss..."

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