"Although the winter in Andas is not too cold, I can't let the soldiers spend the winter in thin tents."
Viserys held the harness with one hand, then lowered his head and glanced at Maester Gunther standing under the horse.
"Bachelor."
"His Majesty."
The black-haired bachelor rubbed his nose. He always felt like he was about to catch a cold.
"Convey my orders...."
And when Viserys was sitting on his little white horse and was about to say something, he suddenly saw another team migrating from a long distance in the distance.
These people all took the initiative to migrate to the city of Andalos, which was still under construction, under his faith + money offensive.
Tap tap tap...
In the densely garrisoned Targaryen military camp, two knights rode out on war horses, asking each other about their intentions and checking their identities.
Viserys looked at the team coming from afar, and then withdrew his gaze.
It is no longer surprising that such teams appear every day in these days.
"Let them build their own settlement."
Later, Viserys remembered what he had not finished just now, and then he added.
"Bachelor, convey my order and have these prisoners rotate into three groups and work overtime overnight to build the castle."
"I don't want the progress to stop for even a second."
"understand?"
Viserys's cheeks tensed, his voice calm but unquestionable.
Then the little king pulled the reins and tried to make the little white horse understand what he meant. He turned the horse's head and headed away.
Tread...
The sound of horse hooves stirred up the grass blades on the ground, and his voice was also heard.
"Tell them...let them leave after building the castle."
"Of course, if these robbers can still survive until that time..."
Viserys rode away from the hill.
And in the distance.
The newly-migrated Andals team was communicating with two knights riding out of the military camp.
Among this team, two teenagers saw the city of Andalos that had been rumored in recent days, and at the same time they also saw the boy riding away not far away.
"That must be the son of this 'His Majesty the King'."
Mil said sourly. Although he didn't understand horses, just looking at the color of the horse's coat shining in the sun and the gorgeous clothes on the boy sitting on the horse were enough to prove that the other party's identity was not simple.
Moreover, the other party has followers accompanying him.
What he saw was Maester Gunther. At this moment, the maester was left behind by Viserys and ate some dust. He patted his clothes in disgrace, then shook his head and conveyed Viserys's order.
He knew that Viserys kept his word, and since he promised to release these bandits after building the castle, he would definitely do it.
However, Maester Gunther doesn't know what will happen after releasing these bandits.
In short, he felt that these guys who caused trouble in this land might not get a good end.
And on the other side.
As the 'son of a warrior' in the village, the young Bessie frowned slightly when he heard his companion's words.
He really couldn't bear to interrupt him, but his friend's uneducated look really made him feel a little embarrassed, so he interrupted.
"Stop, Mil, stop talking."
"Do you think the king's son is also called a son?"
When the young man Mil heard his words, he was a little confused.
"Is he not the king's son?"
"The king was cheated?"
Bessie heard her companion's silly words and once again had a headache and slightly rubbed her temples.
"of course not."
"Don't be embarrassed, Mil. I always advise you to gain more knowledge."
"The sons of noble men are called young masters, and the king is the biggest noble man. What do you think he should be called?"
Bessie said while looking at Viserys's leaving figure not far away.
In fact, he also felt envious in his heart.
His dream is to become a knight, and he hopes that one day he can ride a tall horse.
He never told his companions that, apart from his mother's will, he also had a slight desire to move here.
Because he knew very well that this was the closest opportunity he had in his life to get close to the nobility. He had never even seen a noble lord before, and according to the patriarch, there was a king here.
What is a king?
This young man couldn't even think about it. In his impression, he was a noble who was even more powerful than the nobles. He was almost so high that Bessie could not see the supreme power even when he was kneeling on the ground and looking up, even if he broke his neck.
This naturally aroused the burning ambition in young Bessie's heart.
He wants to get a chance to perform in front of this king, and then be canonized as a knight!
Naturally, his companion didn't know the young man's inner ambition, so he just asked in confusion.
"The...biggest noble?"
"What should the king's son be called?"
"I said you are really stupid!"
"Of course he is also called Young Master!"
"No, it's the eldest young master!"
While the two teenagers were chatting, the conversation ahead seemed to have yielded results.
Then the migrating team moved again, heading towards the distant city gathered under the hill castle.
...
Dang Dang Dang——
In the city of Andalos, craftsmen wielded hammers and were driving wooden piles into the earth.
"Bring this log over here!"
"hurry up!"
An Andal man standing on the roof and building his own home greeted him.
Today, Andalos City has gathered more than 10,000 people, all of whom are Andalis people who have migrated from nearby villages.
Early on, he began to build his home around the castle on the hills in the city of Andalos.
Wooden houses rise from the ground one after another, densely guarding the large wooden castle in the middle.
When a new city is started to be built, it can only be built temporarily with wood to speed up the race against time. After everything is mature, it can be replaced with stone.
The geographical location of Andalus City was also well chosen. Six thousand years ago, it was the battlefield where the Andals and the Rhoynar fought for hegemony. It was an important strategic location and was also the site of an ancient Rhoynar city.
Ruins.
More than 6,000 years ago, the Andals launched repeated attacks from the Rhoyne River to attack the territory of the Rhoynar, but they were defeated time and time again.
Then the Andals chose another direction to break through, crossing the Narrow Sea to invade Westeros.
When choosing the site, Viserys first set a general direction on the map and chose this place with mountains and rivers and plains suitable for growing crops, and it also had certain strategic significance.
Then when the little king led his army to this land, he made some changes and finally settled on this hill.
This hill is the place where the castle was built. Behind the hill is the Upper Lorne River. It is the absolute commanding height within a radius of more than ten kilometers, and you can overlook the entire plain.
If the castle is built here, even if it is besieged in the future, it will not be captured so easily.