The impact of the Riverlands' sudden declaration of war on the Stormlands was huge, and it also pushed the situation of the Seven Kingdoms into a more complicated, strange and unpredictable situation.

However, what Hewan did was not too surprising.

The smart nobles of the Seven Kingdoms have already spied the ambitions of the Tyrell family and Viscount Caesar from this move.

For the Lannister family, although the choice in the Reach is bad, it is not the worst -

At least the goal of the Reach army is not King's Landing.

If the Reach army chooses to attack King's Landing, then they will be truly attacked from both sides, with almost no hope of victory.

Of course, the current choice of the Reach has also caused great trouble for the Lannister family.

"Uncle Kevan, are you sure you can bring this kind of army out to fight?"

At the top of King's Landing City, Finance Minister "Little Devil" Tyrion Lannister looked at the army below with a frown on his face.

This was probably the worst-looking army he had ever seen, if it could still be called an army.

"After I leave, the sale of food in King's Landing will be prohibited. All food will be collected and managed uniformly. Remember to give priority to supplying the army, and then the civilians. Once someone incites riots, you must be ruthless and nip them in the bud!"

Kevan frowned, shook his head after a while, and said:

"Forget it, let's talk about this later. We have enough troubles now."

So, he called two guards and forcibly took the entangled Cersei down.

"Understood." Tyrion pursed his lips tightly and stretched his hand to his lips.

She will die!

…You will have three children. They will have gold as their crowns and gold as their shrouds…

"I suggest that you recruit fewer people. Fifty thousand is too much. Select the elite among them and reduce it to eight or ten thousand. In this way, the supply of weapons and equipment can barely keep up, and the combat effectiveness may be improved.

Improve." Tyrion suggested, "And with an army like this now... I suspect that most of them will be lost once the war begins."

"I'm worried that you won't be able to reach the castle in Stormlands with them."

Tyrion felt a chill in his heart.

Kevan couldn't understand his niece's hysteria at all. He could only think that the mother was too sad because she couldn't let go of her daughter, but at this time, he had no time to care about it.

"Yes. And Myrcella, how do you plan to send it to Dorne? It's definitely not possible on land. I'm afraid you'll run into the Reach army. As for the sea..."

Kevan also knew his nephew's temperament, so he didn't say much and said instead: "Speaking of James, do you know where he is now?"

"No! She won't!" Cersei screamed.

"Yes. Since the riot is inevitable, we must suppress it within a controllable range. I must take these 50,000 young men to the battlefield. I don't expect them to cause much trouble to the Reach. At least, don't stay in King's Landing.

Causing trouble for us."

Cersei deeply regretted that she had not strangled her dwarf brother to death in the cradle.

Kevan sighed and finally told the truth:

"You haven't understood the real purpose of what I did. King's Landing... there are too many people."

"This is a good idea. Stannis probably wouldn't have thought that we would send people to Braavos. If he only intercepted merchant ships heading south, he would definitely miss Myrcella."

"I will take revenge! I will take revenge!" Cersei was shouting persistently, "You took away Xiao Qiao, and you are going to take away Myrcella! I will never forget it! One day, I will also be destroyed.

Something you value! I swear!"

The team could not stand in line, and some even sat directly on the ground. The weapons were basically wooden guns, simple bucklers, and even hoes. Only a small number of people had real steel swords.

Cersei seemed to be able to see the ugly face of Toad Witch before her eyes.

Kevan shook his head and sighed: "Why did Cersei become like this?"

Tyrion was stunned for a moment, finally understood, and his tone became lower:

"Of course the marriage is not immediate," Kevan explained, "but we must send her to Sunspear to prevent the Martell family from regretting the marriage. Do you know that Prince Doran just went to Starfall City to meet Samwell?

·Caesar? At this critical moment, we cannot bear Dorne's repeated actions."

"And there is too little food..."

"There is no need to be so excited, Cersei." Uncle Kevan persuaded her kindly, "Myrcella will be respected and treated well in Sunspear. Prince Doran has promised us this. Trystane is also a good boy, Myrcella."

You will be happy if you marry him."

"I only know that the Tyrell family probably chose the sea route. This is a smart choice. We have no power at sea and there is no way to intercept it." Tyrion curled his lips, "It seems that my father wants to retrieve it.

My beloved son can only find a way to go to the Great Wall of Despair."

Tyrion shrugged: "Maybe it's because brother Jaime is away and she's in a bad mood. I also want to comfort my sister, but unfortunately, I don't have a beautiful face like my brother."

Before leaving, he finally told his nephew:

"There is no way." Kevan Lannister was also a little helpless, "These are all urgently recruited from King's Landing, and there will definitely be problems with the quality."

Unfortunately, my dear sister ignored him and rushed directly to Kevan and asked:

"Why send Myrcella away!"

The vicious prophecy of the Toad Witch once again echoed in my ears.

"So you sold my daughter!" screamed Cersei, "just like you sold me like a mare to Robert!"

That was the goal she really wanted to scratch.

"Eddard Stark has been blocked in the north by your father, and the River Bend people in the south will not attack for the time being. Therefore, the only thing that can threaten King's Landing is Stannis's fleet at sea. Therefore,

You must always pay attention to the situation in Blackwater Bay. If Stannis' fleet comes to attack, you must do your best to defend this city."

"But she is only ten years old! Only ten years old! How can anyone get married at the age of ten?"

"This is the only way." Seeing that the army gathering place below was almost here, Kevan took the helmet from the attendant and prepared to go out.

If these 50,000 young people stay in King's Landing, it will definitely be a huge hidden danger.

"Damn dwarf!" Cersei gritted her teeth and looked at her brother, "If you dare to say one more word with that foul mouth of yours, I will slash it with a knife!"

And without these young men and women, even if there is a riot in King's Landing in the future, the remaining old, weak, women and children will be relatively easier to suppress.

"That's why you recruited so many young men to fight on the battlefield."

As for the armor, there was even less. Most of the soldiers even had tattered clothes, no different from a group of refugees fleeing from famine.

Just then, a sharp voice came from behind:

When Cersei said this, her fierce gaze was fixed on Tyrion's throat.

"Yes." Kevan nodded and lowered his voice, "The huge population of the city of King's Landing is originally supported by the transportation of food from the Riverlands and the Reach. Now the Riverlands has followed Ed Smith.

Tucker rebelled, and the Reach... has also blocked the Rose Avenue, prohibiting the transportation of food to King's Landing.

"There is no mare as beautiful as you, my dear old sister." Tyrion tried to soften Cersei's attitude with compliments.

He wanted to speak out against this cruel decision, but he couldn't come up with any better suggestions.

"Good morning, dear sister," Tyrion greeted.

"Don't say this kind of thing in public anymore." Kevan glared at his nephew, "Sooner or later, your big mouth will get you into trouble."

"It doesn't matter. I will try to avoid fighting in the wild with the Reachers. It should be okay to use these soldiers to defend the castle."

"We can only go by sea." Kevan obviously already had a plan. "We will send her to Braavos first, and the Dornish people will pick her up there. We won't care about it after that."

Tyrion turned around and saw his sister Cersei running over angrily.

Unfortunately, Cersei didn't appreciate it at all.

"Okay..." Tyrion's tone was hard, as if there was a big stone in his heart.

He knew that these people were sent to the Stormlands to serve as cannon fodder.

...One day in the future, when you are drowned in tears, your brother will strangle your pale neck and take away your life...

Kevan patted his short nephew heavily on the shoulder and said solemnly:

"Tyrion, although they all dislike you, in my eyes, you are the most outstanding person among the younger generation of the Lannister family. Defend the city well and don't let me down."

Kevan responded calmly:

"This is our agreement with Dorne. Myrcella must marry Trystane Martell."

"I never thought I would be a general one day." Tyrion whistled, but then he may have felt that he was too frivolous, so he quickly said seriously, "Before I fall, Stannis can't even think of stepping into King's Landing!

"

"Why did you take my daughter away! Why did you take my daughter away!"

If this continues, it will be a matter of time before King's Landing is short of food, and once there is a shortage of food, riots will easily break out in the city."

There seemed to be sparkles in Tyrion's eyes. He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions, and said:

"Uncle, you should really say this to my father more often."

Kevan laughed loudly: "Sooner or later, your father will realize your excellence."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Tyrion looked at his uncle's retreating back and whispered to himself:

"No. He won't. My father would rather have a son who kills the king, has his hands cut off, commits incest, and has even sworn not to be a knight, than to look at me again..."
Chapter completed!