Chapter 186 Red Robe Witch

The afterglow of the setting sun penetrated the clouds and sprinkled golden rays of light on the top of Tianji City.

The rising black smoke ruined this beautiful sunset view, and the scattered stone rubble and broken weapons and armor at the top of the city were even more out of place.

Not to mention the mutilated corpses.

The air was filled with a pungent stench, and vultures and crows were circling, eager to enjoy a feast of flesh and blood.

They enjoy losers and winners, common people and nobles. In this regard, these scavengers that symbolize death are particularly fair.

Under the ravages of the war in the past two months, Tianji City has lost its former tall and majestic style. The city walls turned a strange color due to the blood and flames. A section near the city gate collapsed, with rubble and rubble.

For a while, corpses were stacked one on top of another, forming a white and bloody hill.

It's hard to see more.

When Margaery Tyrell, the "Rose of Highgarden", came to Skyreach City, she saw such a horrific scene.

"You should wait in the camp." Garlan Tyrell quietly moved his body, blocking his sister's view, and advised kindly.

Margaery took a few deep breaths to try to calm her rapid heartbeat, but the air she breathed in had a strange smell that made her almost vomit.

"No, I want to go to the city to have a look." Margery's face was pale, but she still insisted.

Garland sighed, pointed to the rose bouquet in his sister's hand, and said:

"Smell the flowers, it will make you feel better."

Margery did not refuse this suggestion. She held the bouquet higher, placed it under her nose, and continued to move forward.

Garland led the way, trying to avoid the bodies on the ground, but found that this was almost impossible.

In fact, the corpses are not the worst thing. What is really scary are the wounded who have not yet expired. They are moaning and groaning in the ruins, as if they are coming from hell.

"Isn't there anyone to treat them?" Margaery stopped in front of a wounded soldier wearing a Riverbend military uniform.

The wounded soldier's throat was pierced by an arrow, and blood gurgled out of his mouth uncontrollably. He stretched out his bloody hands angrily, as if he wanted to grab the hem of Margaery's skirt.

"A bachelor will come to treat the wounded." Garland pulled his sister back half a step, but said in his heart that this person could not be saved, "Let's go quickly."

Margery placed a rose in the bloody hand.

A smile appeared on the wounded man's face, he no longer struggled or resisted death.

Margery continued walking, her eyes red.

By the time she entered Tianji City, the bouquet of roses in her hand had been sent out.

"What are you going to present to His Majesty later?" Garland said, "Forget it, if you don't want to offer it, don't offer it. That king doesn't deserve it either."

Margaery asked in a low tone:

"I heard that Tianji City was captured more than 20 days ago, but because of His Majesty's withdrawal order..."

"Yes. That king is a joke!" Garland's face looked a little ferocious, and then he looked at his sister, with more worry in his eyes, "Margery, I think my father is calling you here this time because he wants to marry you off.

To the king. If you don’t want to, you can feel free to refuse! I will definitely support you!”

"Thank you, brother." Margery smiled slightly, but fell silent.

There were flashes of fire in the city, and sporadic shouts of death could be heard faintly. It seemed that the Dornish people had not completely given up their resistance.

The two climbed to the top of the city and heard the voice of King Joffrey:

"...Where is the Red Viper? Has anyone caught the Red Viper? That bastard with no credibility, I will cut off his head with my own hands!"

"Your Majesty, the soldiers are still searching the city, and the results should be available soon."

"Tell them to move faster! Don't let the Red Viper escape! Otherwise I will chop off their heads!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Ser Barristan Selmy responded perfunctorily, but did not convey the order.

Joffrey waved his riding crop with great satisfaction, as if he was preparing the next wise order, when he heard the Duke of Metz say:

"Your Majesty, my daughter Margaery is here."

When Joffrey heard this, he turned around and saw a girl wearing a dark green cloak walking over. She had a delicate face, gentle eyes like a deer, a rose embroidered with gold thread on her chest, and a tall and enchanting figure.

Revealed as you walk.

"Your Majesty." Margery gathered up her skirt and curtsied, "Congratulations on conquering Tianji City."

"It's conquest." Joffrey put his hands on his hips and said proudly, "I conquered this city!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Margaery smiled sweetly, "Your achievements and great achievements are unparalleled."

Joffrey nodded with satisfaction and said to Duke Metz:

"Lord Mace, you have a sensible daughter."

The old face of the Duke of Metz smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Your Majesty, what do you think of letting her become your queen?"

Hearing this, Margaery's body trembled slightly.

But she didn't say anything, she just lowered her head, as if out of shyness.

"My queen?" Joffrey was stunned for a moment, then looked up and down at the girl in front of him, and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, she is very beautiful and sensible, better than Sansa from the Stark family.

Too much."

"Excellent, Your Majesty!" the Duke of Metz said impatiently, "I wonder when you are going to get engaged?"

"Just five days from now, it happens to be my name day. I will hold a banquet in Tianji City to celebrate this great conquest!"

"As you wish, Your Majesty, we will..."

The Duke of Metz was flattering himself when he heard a dispute coming from the stairs not far away.

It seemed that Ser Barristan Selmy, Captain of the Kingsguard, had stopped someone.

"He is your king!" Barristan stopped Robert Royce at the entrance of the stairs, warning, but then lowered his voice, "Don't do anything stupid."

"What about the king?" Sir Robert shouted with bloodstains all over his body and his eyes were red. "He is responsible for all the soldiers who died tragically in the temple!"

"Who's there?" Joffrey asked from afar.

Barristan pushed Robert away and scolded:

"Take a shower and change clothes before meeting me. It's just a good time to calm down."

After speaking, he motioned to the soldiers to take Sir Robert away.

"Your Majesty, this is Sir Robert of the Royce family." Barristan turned around and replied.

"Where are the others?"

"He has been fighting for many days and is not decent enough, so he doesn't want to be rude in front of you. However, he brought good news. Prince Oberyn has died in the Seven Holy Cathedral."

"The Red Viper is dead?" Joffrey laughed loudly, "Okay! Very good! How did he die? Who killed him? I will reward him heavily!"

"He died in a duel with Samwell Caesar, Baron of Eagle's Beak."

"Caesar?" Joffrey thought for a moment and had some impressions. "I remember him. He is the champion of the Tourney in King's Landing, right? Let him come to see me, and I will reward him personally!"

"Your Majesty, Lord Caesar was injured in the duel with the Red Viper and is still in a coma."

"Well, let's wait until he wakes up." Joffrey waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Did he be stabbed by the Red Viper's spear?" Margaery suddenly asked.

Ser Barristan nodded solemnly.

"The Red Viper's gun must be poisonous!" Margaery exclaimed, "We must send a maester who is proficient in poison to treat him!"

"Let Maester Krelen go. I remember that he has a lot of silver on his necklace." Joffrey ordered, then he put the matter behind him and said, "Okay, we'd better

Let’s discuss my name day party. Does the Fowlers’ castle have a spacious enough hall?”

The Duke of Metz replied with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't worry. The Fowler family once claimed to be the king of the cliff and the sky. The castle was built according to the royal family's specifications and is enough to hold a grand banquet."

"That's good." Joffrey nodded with satisfaction, then looked at Margaery, "Miss Margaery, what are your requirements for this banquet? Miss Margaery? Miss Margaery?"

The king shouted several times before Margery came back to her senses: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, the tragedy on the battlefield really frightened me..."

"Well, women should indeed stay away from war." Joffrey rarely became considerate, "You can go back to the rear camp to rest. By the way, go see my mother and tell her that we are about to get engaged."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Margaery curtsied and saluted, got off the tower, and ran straight to the station of the River Bend army.

My knight, how are you?

Margaery walked quickly, looking for the double-headed eagle flag in the camp.

But the more impatient you are, the less you can find it.

The camp of the Hebang army was so huge. Tents sprung up all over the mountains like bamboo shoots after the rain. Flags of various colors fluttered in the wind, making it dazzling.

The green shield and flower flag of the Plum Dou family, the long-winged dragon flag of the Levell family, the cornucopia horn flag of the Mariweis family, the silver web spider flag of the Webber family...

She searched for a long time but couldn't find the flag of Yingzui Island. Fortunately, she saw the flower fox flag of Liangshui City and hurried over.

Under the leadership of the knights of the Florentine family, Margaery finally found the camp of the Caesar family army.
To be continued...