The seven gates and city walls of King's Landing are all lined with golden robes who are waiting in full formation. Under the command of a small number of Lannister family cavalry, they are constantly patrolling back and forth, prohibiting anyone from approaching the city gates.
"Your Majesty the Queen Mother, Lord Lancel!"
When the gold robes were patrolling, they happened to encounter Cersei with Lancel and a group of Lannister soldiers responsible for escorting them. They immediately saluted respectfully and greeted her.
"Well, continue patrolling. Remember, no one is allowed to leave King's Landing without my order!"
Cersei, who has gone through the pain of losing her son, still looks beautiful. Judging from the state of giving orders, she now has the demeanor of a queen who controls everything.
"As you command!"
"Your Majesty the Queen Mother, how long will King's Landing... probably need to be closed? After all, nearly half a month has passed since the Prime Minister led the troops to go to war.
Now the nobles and common people in the city have some objections, and some people have even begun to launch joint protests!"
Looking at the golden robes drifting away, Lancel, who was wearing a gorgeous armor, held the hilt of the sword on his waist and asked Cersei tentatively.
"Weren't you there at the time? My father's intention was very clear. When he comes back, King's Landing will be unsealed!"
Hearing Lancel's question, Cersei turned her head and stared at him to answer first, and then continued to say meaningfully,
"My father and Uncle Kevan are fighting for the Lannister family. I hope you won't do stupid things just because of some small interests.
Otherwise, when you are punished for this, it will be hard for me to explain to Uncle Kevan!"
"Ah? Your Majesty the Queen Mother, I, I don't mean anything else. It's really just that a noble noble asked me to ask this question!"
Sensing the threat from Cersei's cold words, the handsome Lancel immediately saluted with fear and assured.
"Well, that's good to know!"
"By the way, Her Majesty the Queen Mother. When I saw him off at Blackwater Bay, I discovered... that on the warship he was on, there were two unfamiliar teenagers and a strong man following him."
Lancel, who was frightened by Cersei, seemed to want to show off in front of her, and immediately lowered his voice and told Cersei some news that she didn't know.
"Oh, that should be my father's arrangement. Lancel, you are doing very well. Although it is not valuable information, you knew how to take the initiative to tell me.
Very good, after the inspection here is completed, you can come to my bedroom for a chat later!"
After hearing the words, Cersei pondered for a moment, and then said to Lancel with great satisfaction. But when she said the last words, her eyes were full of charm and her face became redder.
"yes!"
Seeing Cersei's appearance, Lancel's heart moved and he couldn't wait to answer.
After the two men made eye contact, Cersei turned back to continue her inspection, followed closely by Lancel and other Lannister soldiers.
At this moment, King's Landing is like a besieged city. Many people inside want to get out, but many people outside want to get in.
Outside the seven city gates, many civilians, traveling merchants, mercenaries and other people of various identities gathered outside, forming temporary gathering places composed of dilapidated camps of different sizes.
Since the city walls were guarded by heavily armed golden robes, these temporary gathering places were outside the attack range of bows and arrows.
These large and small temporary gathering places provide a variety of services, including food, clothing, housing, transportation, and some entertainment projects. This perfectly illustrates the saying that if there are people, there will be a market.
In a temporary gathering place outside the Gate of the Gods, in a large tent with a wild boar tavern hanging on the door, groups of drunkards sitting around the wine table were shouting and drinking large glasses of ale.
A man with a sword, covered in a cloak, opened the tent door and walked straight to the bar of the tavern and sat down.
Ding!
With a crisp sound, a silver deer bounced from the cloaked man's hand onto the bar table.
"A glass of strong Dornish wine!"
"Feel sorry,
We don’t have wine for noble men to drink here!”
The male bartender who directly reached out to catch the silver deer heard this and shook his head with a surprised look on his face.
"So, what stronger wine do you have here?"
The man in the cloak heard the male bartender's answer and continued to ask without raising his head.
“Plum wine!”
"Well, let's have a drink then!"
"One cup? Haha, guest, your silver deer is almost enough to buy a barrel!"
The man in the cloak didn't seem to know the price of plum wine, so the male bartender said kindly.
After hearing the male bartender's honest answer, the cloaked man finally raised his head and said to him: "A glass of plum wine, and then tell me about the recent events in King's Landing.
The remaining money is a tip for you!”
The male bartender hadn't paid attention just now, but only then could he clearly see the face of the man in the cloak.
What a face this is!
The right side of his face is covered with various red scars and flesh bumps, and burn marks. The left side of his face seems to have been injured by some kind of blunt instrument recently and is covered with black scabs. Moreover, most of his left ear has disappeared, leaving only the smaller earlobe alone.
hanging.
God, so ugly!
Looking at the terrifying and ugly face of the cloaked man, the male bartender swallowed a mouthful of saliva and complained in his heart, and then replied in a low voice: "Thank you for your kindness, what do you want to know?"
"Do you know why King's Landing is closed? Has anything happened to the King and Queen Mother recently?"
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Da da da!
Check, check, check!
Nearly 10,000 combined troops under the direwolf and trout flags are marching on the River Road. The people in charge of this army are Earl Tytos and Earl Jason.
When Kevan arrived at King's Landing with an army from Harrenhal, Robb sent a letter to Brynden at Riverrun, asking him to take advantage of the enemy's army to mobilize and attack the empty Harrenhal.
In this case, even if the situation in the Western Territory is unfavorable, the worst result is to regain the entire Riverlands.
Therefore, after receiving the news that Tywin had led an army to the Caves, Brynden ordered Earl Tytos and Earl Jason to lead an army of ten thousand people assembled from Riverrun, Raventree City, and Darry City to attack Harrenhal.
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"Earl Jason, you will be in charge of this battle! I will act according to your orders!"
Since Brynden only sent a message to the two of them to take charge of attacking Harrenhal, but did not decide who would be the commander-in-chief. Seeing that they were about to arrive at Harrenhal, Count Tytos took the initiative to retreat to Count Jason.
"No, no. Count Tytos. If you let me command the Ironmen, I have no problem.
But you have more experience in commanding this type of battle. This battle must be commanded by you!"
Upon hearing this, Count Jason immediately replied to Count Tytos in a very firm tone. After speaking, he patted the mountain ax on his saddle and continued,
"Hey, compared to commanding from behind, I prefer to be on the front line and chop the enemy with an axe!"
"Okay then! But Harrenhal is easy to defend but difficult to attack, so we have to be prepared for a protracted war. Moreover, the opponent also has monsters like the Mountain. When the time comes, you will have to bring some elites to deal with him."
Seeing that Count Jason's face did not look like he was trying to shirk the blame, Earl Tytos nodded and replied.
"Well, Count Tytos, you have considered it very comprehensively. Let's do what you said when the time comes!
Hey, I just don’t know what the fighting situation is like in Deep Cave City. My son insists on following His Majesty and has completely worshiped Your Majesty like a god!"
Earl Jason first answered Earl Tytos, and then he seemed to think of his son and sighed.
"Haha, judging from His Majesty's power outside Riverrun City, there is nothing wrong with treating him as a god. Just relax, there will definitely be nothing wrong with him as long as Your Majesty is there!"
"Hehe, that's right!"
When Lord Tytos and Lord Jason were talking and laughing on the river road and marching towards Harrenhal,
In the woods not far away, Berry, Thoros, Brienne, Sandor and a dozen members of the Brotherhood of Arms were watching them closely.
"It seems that this army composed of the Stark family and the Tully family is heading to Harrenhal. Their goal is also the Magic Mountain!"
Berry stared at the army on the River Avenue with his one eye and said with certainty.
"That's just right! Our number is less than five thousand, and our equipment and combat effectiveness are not as good as theirs. Since we have the same goal, we can join forces to attack Harrenhal and kill the Magic Mountain!"
After Brienne heard what Berry said, she immediately thought that the two sides could join forces to attack Harrenhal.
"I disagree! Although I haven't heard of the evil deeds of these two families now, they are essentially the same as the Lannister family.
I heard that these two families have just occupied the Westerlands. I think what they did in the Westerlands should be no different from the Lannister family in the Riverlands!
Our Brotherhood Without Flags is to protect all the low-level civilians who have suffered disasters, so I do not agree to fight with these perpetrators!"
After hearing Brienne's words, Thoros rarely stopped drinking and directly refused.
"Thoros, what you said is too one-sided! Some great nobles are also very kind and kind to the common people, such as His Majesty Renly. He is definitely not the perpetrator you say!"
After hearing this, Brienne immediately frowned and retorted directly to Thoros.
"Okay, stop arguing! I was also a member of the nobility, so I don't think either of you has said it comprehensively.
However, I am certain that if we join forces with them in a joint attack, our brothers will definitely become cannon fodder."
Berry turned around and stopped the two people who wanted to continue arguing, and then stated his point of view fairly. Then he asked Sandor, who was watching coldly,
"Hound, what do you think we should do?"
"I think it's okay. The reason why I came with you is because you promised to let me kill my beloved brother with my own hands!"
Sandor heard Berry's question and replied with a cold face.
Berry looked at the three Soros with different expressions, then pursed his lips and decided:
"They won't be able to capture Harrenhal in a short period of time. We will go back first, then seek the opinions of all Brotherhood members, and finally implement the opinions with the largest number."
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The Reach, Ancient Oak City Council Hall.
"Haha, very good. Tywin Lannister's nearly 40,000 troops defeated the little wolf cub until he couldn't get out of the cave city. Finally, he waited for the time to go to war as his mother said!"
The Duke of Metz, who was sitting in the main seat, laughed excitedly after reading the raven letter in his hand.
Having stayed in this small ancient oak city for more than half a month, the Duke of Metz, who had long been eager to decorate himself with many achievements, was already eager to attack the Crake Hall.
"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, I think we should wait and see, wait until the battle in Deep Cave City reaches a fever pitch before going out to fight.
We cannot attract the attention of the northern army too early, otherwise our damage will be much higher than expected!"
To the right of the Duke of Metz, a tough man with a bald head and a short gray beard said to him bluntly.
"Earl Landau, are you questioning my mother's decision?
She has already told me that as long as Tywin Lannister and Robb Stark really start fighting, we can go to war!"
The Duke of Metz was obviously dissatisfied with Count Landau's outspoken behavior towards him, so he immediately brought up his mother to question Count Landau.
"Of course I'm not questioning Madam Olenna's decision. It's just that the battle in Deep Cave City has just begun, and I feel that the time to go to war has not yet come."
Count Landau looked at Count Metz, who was pretending to be powerful, and replied calmly.
"Humph, it would be best if we didn't! My mother had an agreement with Tywin Lannister. Since they have handed over Nightsong City, uukanshuwww.uukanshu.com Blackport City and other places to us, we should follow the agreement.
Go to war.
Otherwise, the entire Westeros nobles will laugh at our Tyrell family for breaking their promise."
The Earl of Metz and the Earl of Landau seemed to have given in. He did not continue to attack, but calmed down and continued to say,
"Furthermore, as far as I know, there are only six or seven thousand guards at the Crake Hall, while we have fifty thousand elite warriors from the River Bend Kingdom. Wouldn't it be as easy to capture the Crake Hall as crushing an ant to death?"
"The Prime Minister is right. I believe that under your command, you will easily capture everything from the Crake Hall to Casterly Rock!"
As soon as the Duke of Metz finished speaking, a middle-aged lady with tied hair on his right immediately complimented him.
"Haha, the Countess of Oakheart is still discerning. Don't worry, after staying in your Ancient Oak City for so long this time, I will definitely reward you greatly after this war is over!"
The Duke of Metz was very satisfied with Countess Oakheart's rainbow fart, and he laughed loudly and replied.
Earl Oakheart of Ancient Oak City has been dead for many years, and Countess Oakheart has succeeded to the throne and has been in charge of Ancient Oak City for many years. During this time, she was worried about the 50,000 soldiers of the Riverbend Kingdom.
I wish the Duke of Metz could go to war as soon as possible and leave Ancient Oak City.
"Then I would like to thank you in advance for your sentiments!"
"Ha ha!"
Count Landau sighed heavily in his heart as he looked at the two people singing in harmony and the other nobles who followed the Duke of Metz's lead.
The next day, the 50,000 Riverbend Kingdom soldiers who had stayed in Ancient Oak City for more than half a month marched toward the Crake Hall under the command of the Duke of Metz.
Six thousand versus fifty thousand, this battle with a huge disparity in strength between the two sides is about to begin!