Near the Mud Gate Tower of King's Landing, hundreds of workers in ragged clothes were carrying or struggling with various stones and soil to repair the city gates and walls that had been destroyed by wildfires.
“Pull harder!
!”
A dozen workers are dragging a long and thick rope together. The middle of the rope is fixed on a broken city wall, and the other end is tied to a huge stone weighing several kilograms, which is being pulled precariously.
in the air.
Boom!
This thick and long rope may have been used frequently, but the position fixed on the city wall was directly worn out. The hands of the dozens of workers who were pulling it were released, and they all fell to the ground, while the huge rocks in the air roared with a whistling sound.
Fall straight down.
ah!
Poof!
A worker who happened to be holding a stone passed by below and suddenly noticed a huge shadow above his head. He looked up and looked up. He only had time to show fear and let out a short scream before he was crushed by the boulder weighing several thousand kilograms.
under.
Bright red blood flowed out from under the boulder, and the stunned workers around him suddenly reacted and gathered around to rescue. But the large amount of blood flowing out like a juicer foreshadowed the tragic outcome of the workers under the boulder.
Standing on the podium once built for Joffrey, Tywin, who was wearing luxurious clothes, happened to see this scene. He frowned and said to a tall, strong man in gold robes with gray hair next to him: "Bu
Lun, the repair speed of the mud door is too slow. If we recruit more workers, the number will be doubled."
Rosso Brun was once a knight without a fief, serving for Littlefinger. Because of his meritorious performance in the battle two months ago, and due to some deals between important people, he was promoted to the capital guard, Mud Gate.
Captain of the Guard.
Hearing Tywin's order, he suddenly looked embarrassed. After a slight hesitation, he still told the truth: "Double the number of workers? Lord Tywin, too many workers have died in the past two months, and no one is willing to accept it."
recruit.
Unless, we increase the salary even more..."
"Huh, salary increase? No, no. Not only will the salary not increase, I will also cut it!"
After hearing Rosso's words, Tywin chuckled, turned to stare at him, shook his head and objected.
Rosso, who was stared at by Tywin with hair all over his body, heard this and thought that he had been found guilty of tampering with workers' wages. Cold sweat broke out on his back and he didn't know how to answer.
"Now you go to Flea Bottom with your golden robe. As long as they are adults, they will capture all men and women to serve as laborers. Try not to kill anyone, they are precious labor force."
Seeing that Rosso was silent, feeling contempt for the golden-robed commander-in-chief who only knew corruption, Tywin spoke directly.
"Forcibly going to Flea Bottom to capture people as laborers? Lord Tywin, will this cause public outrage? After all, they just launched a riot some time ago."
Seeing that Tywin didn't seem to notice his little move, Rosso felt relieved. However, he still had some doubts about Tywin's order.
"Of course not. Flea Bottom has always been a cancer in King's Landing, and it has affected the lives of other people. When they see you clearing the cancer, they will only applaud and praise you."
Tywin shook his head and said with a very firm tone.
"You are right, Lord Tywin, then I will do it now!"
Seeing Rosso nodding and leaving, Tywin stared at his back and murmured: "If the people riot again because of this matter, it will be you who secretly arrest people to serve as laborers.
Tyrion and his troops are assisting in the valley, and the rebellion should have been put down long ago, but the war is still going on until now. Hmm, it’s time to give this little finger a tap."
After inspecting the repair status of the Mud Gate tower, Tywin led his guards back to the throne room of the Red Keep.
"Lord Tywin!"
"Father!"
As soon as they entered the throne room where discussions were taking place, everyone quickly bowed and saluted Tywin respectfully. Cersei and Jaime also immediately stood up from their seats to greet him.
Hearing the salutes and greetings from others, Tywin nodded slightly, took off the leather gloves in his hands, walked to the steps of the Iron Throne, and looked at Joffrey, who was sitting silently on the Iron Throne, expressionlessly.
"Qiao, get up quickly and salute your grandfather!"
Following Tywin's gaze, all the focus in the throne room was focused on Joffrey. Seeing this, Cersei immediately taught Joffrey in an anxious tone.
Snap, snap!
Seeing Joffrey purse his lips stubbornly and turn his gaze away, Tywin slowly walked up the steps. The sound of his leather boots and steps was particularly harsh in the extremely quiet throne room at this time.
Hearing Tywin walking towards him, Joffrey had a confused expression on his face. He had to turn to his mother and ask her for help.
"Father, please sit here. Your Majesty Joffrey, Lord Tywin has been fighting bloody battles outside. Why don't you get up and salute your grandfather to thank him?"
When Tywin stepped onto the last step, Jaime stepped forward and made an invitation gesture to Tywin. At the same time, he turned to Joffrey and said.
Finally, at the bottom of the stairs, Joffrey stood up in a hurry, saluted Tywin and said, "Thank you, grandpa, for fighting against the traitors. Thank you for your hard work."
"This is what I should do, Your Majesty!"
Tywin glanced at his son first, and then answered Joffrey very politely with an indifferent expression. However, the pronunciation of the word "Your Majesty" in his mouth was rather heavy.
call!
After finishing speaking, Tywin turned around and walked to Jaime's position as prime minister and sat down. Joffrey breathed out a heavy breath, looked at his mother Cersei, and slowly sat down.
"Father, Lord Varys just reported the information he bought from the black market. The traitor Robb Stark recruited 20,000 people to set off from Winterfell and head to the Bay of Cailin."
Standing next to Tywin, Jaime immediately told him the information he didn't know.
"Is the information about the Northern Territory only available on the black market? It seems that the wolf cub has cleaned up the Northern Territory spies very well!
Twenty thousand troops? It is impossible for the Northern Territory to gather so many people. Most of them should be civilians from the Western Territory who were kidnapped by them."
After hearing James' report, Tywin raised his right hand and placed it on the armrest of the seat to support his chin, and spoke slowly.
"Yes, I think so too. Therefore, I think these new recruits are not only not a fighting force, but also a burden.
As long as we can find out their specific information, we can get them to turn to us in the face of battle."
James nodded and expressed his thoughts.
"Very well, let's do what you want. How is the army in King's Landing well prepared?"
"There is basically no problem. The nobles of the Stormlands have basically sworn allegiance to the Iron Throne. Their nearly 20,000 elite soldiers are ready to go into battle at any time.
I once again recruited nearly 7,000 family soldiers from the royal nobles, and together with the remaining troops from before, I can gather 10,000 soldiers."
Upon hearing Tywin's inquiry, Jaime immediately told the army's war preparations during this period.
"Yeah, Adam!"
Tywin nodded to Jaime with satisfaction, and then shouted towards the bottom of the steps.
"Yes, Lord Tywin!"
Among the discussion crowd, the cavalry commander Adam Marbrand, who was wearing bright armor, came out, saluted and replied.
"I will give you five thousand cavalry, two thousand heavy cavalry, three thousand light cavalry, and ten thousand Stormland infantry. You will take them to Golden Teeth City today.
Before you get my order, you only need to stick to Golden Tooth City and ignore everything else."
Tywin pondered for a moment before giving Adam his order.
"As you command, Lord Tywin!"
"James, please prepare the military rations and luggage collected during this period. We will set off for Harrenhal in two days."
"Yes, Father!"
After giving the order, Tywin stood up directly, nodded slightly to Joffrey and said, "Your Majesty! I'll take my leave first."
After finishing speaking, he walked towards Maegor's Tower behind the throne room without waiting for Joffrey's reaction.
Everyone in the throne room immediately stood up and saluted again. When Tywin walked some distance away, faint roars could be heard from the throne room.
"Why should I salute and greet him? I am the king, I am the king!"