There are currently about three hundred cans of wildfire stored in the wine cellar on Dragonstone Island. If they exploded together, it goes without saying that the power would be enough to destroy the entire Dragonstone Island!

But this amount is not enough to reassure Bronn, because King's Landing must have more in store.

Anyone who is not a fool will understand that the current war is not hindered by dragons, and the competition is wildfire.

And Tyvin Lannister's army must be carrying much more than Varys is hiding.

The purpose of the eight-clawed spider is to help Drogo win the war, but based on the number of wildfires alone, the Dragon King's side is already at a disadvantage.

Because even though the Unsullied and the Braided Warriors are known as the strongest infantry and the strongest cavalry, they are just flesh and blood. How can they withstand the power of wildfire?

So Bronn was hesitant, even though the Hand of the King under the Dragon King was his former loyalist, and the Dragon King's strength was not bad.

In terms of the quality and quantity of the army, it is not inferior to the combined army of all the nobles in Westeros.

But the problem is wildfires.

After thinking for a moment, Bronn asked: "How many jars of wildfire are there in King's Landing now? And how many jars of wildfire did Tywin Lannister bring?"

Varys has calculated and understood much more about wildfires than he does, so he can naturally give Bronn accurate answers.

"Not long ago, the pyromancer Monset the Wise, who was responsible for creating wildfire, just told me the statistical results: King's Landing currently has a total of 7,140 jars, including 4,000 jars that survived the era of King Aerys. As for Tai

The army led by Win Lannister brought a thousand jars with them, and they can destroy the entire Storm's End Castle without any problem!"

Bronn was shocked: "Then you dare to rebel!? Don't you know that idiot Drogo gathered all his subordinates who were originally scattered in the Stormlands at Storm's End? What a fool!

If I don’t have the chance to cook it all with Tywin, I really hope that the wildfire stored in King’s Landing is overripe apples, after all, it’s too old.”

Varys chuckled and said calmly: "The pyromancers have been producing. They firmly believe that they can fulfill their promise to the Queen Mother and provide ten thousand cans of wildfire for various crises. I have no doubt about this."

Then, he changed the topic: "But you don't have to worry too much about me, because as soon as wildfire is ignited, it will cause a chain reaction. As long as we detonate it at the right time, we can annihilate more troops.

To put it bluntly, Drogo is a fool, so why not Tywin? Don’t forget, I am still the red man in King’s Landing, the wisest minister of intelligence, and no one will know that I am a traitor, except you!”

Varys's plan was brilliant, but Bronn had other objections.

"Tywin Lannister is as smart as a fox. He will not let potential enemies have the opportunity to kill all his men. Moreover, the pyromancer strictly guards the secret of wildfire formula. As a layman, I know that it is a complicated and dangerous thing just by thinking about it.

In addition to the time-consuming process, the Queen Mother's original promise of ten thousand cans was probably a boast, just like the princes swore to the lord to bring ten thousand troops to the rescue, but only one or two hundred men went to the battlefield in the end. Having said that, if they could really provide ten thousand

Jar, then the Iron Throne is invincible, even if Drogo's dragon is resurrected, it won't work, even if Tywin wins the war, because I feel that Cersei's bitch's ambition is burning, burning brighter than anyone else!"

Bronn didn't know whether to be excited or scared, maybe a little bit of both.

"Sir, I hope your plan is perfect. I care about this very much and will not allow any accidents to happen."

Varys straightened his chest and assured him: "Dear Earl of Blackwater Bay, please rest assured that there will be absolutely no accidents. Hehehe, I didn't want to tell you originally, but since you are determined to become an ant in the same boat with me,

Grasshopper, you have the right to know the most powerful protection law for wildfires. Do you know the real reason why I store wildfires here?"

Bronn shook his head and said: "If I knew, would I still be so worried? I don't dare to say anything else. If I knew how to put out wildfires, even if I go to Drogo now, I can become one person better than ten thousand people."

With the existence of my former allegiance, Tyrion Lannister, will also become my subordinate!"

Wallis smiled and said: "Let me just say, you have great ambitions. It seems that I really found the wrong person."

Bronn said with a look of disgust: "I said you are really annoying, you stinky spider. What I really want to say is that you have really found the wrong person, because I, Sir Bronn, put profit first! Be careful with me.

Expose you as a traitor, tsk tsk, just imagine, if Cersei knew that Varys, the famous man next to her, was a traitor, how would she punish you? How would she reward me?"

Varys was not intimidated by his words: "Sir Bronn, don't forget that when Tyrion Lannister sneaked into King's Landing secretly to instigate a rebellion against the High Sparrow, the person in charge at that time was you, Ser Bronn! You too

Just imagine, if I, a popular person in King's Landing, went to expose you in front of the Queen Mother Cersei Lannister, do you think the Queen Mother would trust you or me?"

Being caught by the eight-clawed spider, Bolong completely lost his confidence in front of the eunuch. He was like a deflated bull whose stomach was cut open. He asked in annoyance: "If you don't mention these, just tell me

What is the natural enemy of my wildfire?"

Looking at his expression as if he had eaten a dead mouse, Wallis already knew his intention.

Now he is very happy to tell this colleague the answer: "Once a wildfire burns, the ceiling will fall, and the silt will immediately extinguish the fire. Let me tell you this, the buildings on Dragonstone are made of sea silt fused with black stone, so

At least one-third is silt, and silt is the only nemesis of wildfires!”

"Otherwise, just think about it, how could wildfire, an evil substance that will explode when exposed to temperatures over fifty degrees, be stored in this wine cellar for so long? That is, half of the jars used to store wildfire are made of sand, and the other half

That’s what clay is!”

Bronn's surprise could not be suppressed: "It's so surprising that the Green Devil, who can burn everything, can be crushed to death by something that no one cares about!"

But when he thought about it again, his fear increased again.

"Hey, Octopus Spider, I hope your careless subordinates know how to be afraid of death, otherwise they accidentally drink wildfire as wine with barbecue, then we will be finished. You have to know that people like us will be dead after death.

You will definitely go to the seven hells and be punished."

Wallis said angrily: "Your worries are unnecessary. Since I can train three-year-old children into experienced spies, will I not be able to master those idiots? Don't worry, your worries are unnecessary."
Chapter completed!