The royal fleet has just extinguished the rebellion on the Iron Islands, and morale is at its peak.
Moreover, the country has also recovered from the heavy blow it suffered during the Usurper's War, and is gradually getting back on track.
"We must be careful and vigilant..."
During this time, the old knight was lying on the hospital bed, but his thoughts were still clear and he was making the final explanation for Viserys.
Regardless of whether he can survive this disaster, he is destined to be unable to participate in this battle.
Viserys's face was also very solemn and he nodded slightly.
"I know."
There was bound to be a battle between him and Robert Baratheon, something Viserys had known for a long time.
The other party had been forced to allow Targaryen to develop on the continent of Essos for various reasons before, but he knew that these were not indefinite.
As Targaryen's power grew, the fat man sitting on the Iron Throne across the Narrow Sea became increasingly uneasy.
Based on Viserys' understanding of Robert Baratheon, he was a man with a fiery temper and a fiery nature. If he knew that Targaryen now had dragons, he would not be able to sit on the Iron Throne and wait for death.
dead.
He will definitely choose to take the initiative and nip the threat in the cradle.
"This battle has been doomed a long time ago, isn't it?"
Viserys sat at Ser Geoffrey's bedside, holding the old man's withered palm in one hand.
The sunlight outside the window shone in, illuminating the profile of the Targaryen boy's long eyelashes and clear-cut cheeks.
Then he shook the old man's hand vigorously, stood up, turned around and left the ward.
"His Majesty."
The maester who was waiting quietly outside the door saw Viserys coming out, put his hands in front of him, and bowed slightly.
"He must be cured."
Viserys stared at the maester in front of him with his eyes, and rarely used a commanding tone.
The bachelor's body trembled slightly, and then he bowed again.
"Although Lord Jeffrey is old, his body is still strong."
"There should be no problem."
"That's good."
"In that case, I'll leave it to you."
Then Viserys nodded, passed by the maester, and walked down the steps with a thumping step.
If something like this happens, Andalus must actively prepare for war, and beware of Baratheon re-enacting the Battle of the Nine Copper King and suddenly crossing the Narrow Sea to attack.
Viserys's figure hurried away, and the maester exhaled slightly. Watching Viserys gradually disappear from his sight, he straightened his clothes and returned to the ward.
…
Andalos is preparing for war with all its strength to guard against any accidents.
And in the distant King's Landing.
His Majesty the King couldn't help but indulge in a few more drinks. A tall fat man was swaying at this moment, and then he accidentally touched the wine bottle on the table and spilled the wine all over the floor.
A beautiful woman with long blond hair and a graceful appearance looked coldly at everything in front of her. It was obvious that her gaze did not look like she was looking at her husband, but like she was looking at a wild boar.
But all this came to an abrupt end when the drunken man with his bare breasts turned around holding a wine glass.
A just right smile appeared on the woman's face again, neither appearing too cold nor making her feel sick and want to vomit.
With his big belly and thick chest hair exposed, Robert held up the wine glass, his face flushed, then he laughed and said.
"Seven gods above!"
"Stannis finally lived up to my expectations once again."
The reason why His Majesty the King is so happy now is naturally because he won the battle. The naval battle at Dragonstone was extremely beautiful. He had the help of the Velaryon family, and he bribed internal agents, and then cooperated with the internal agents and external agents.
If the Commander-in-Chief of the Dragonstone Fleet had not been experienced in naval warfare and decisively ordered to break out of the battle and evacuate, there would even be a risk of the entire army being annihilated.
It was a revenge for the whole fleet that was burned down in a fire, which made Robert let out a deep breath.
As a reward, after receiving this good news, Robert directly awarded Dragonstone to Stannis.
However, Stannis, who had just returned from victory last night, didn't look very happy when he received this news.
Stannis had never been to Dragonstone before, and he originally had some expectations for Dragonstone.
After all, this is the starting point for Aegon's conquest of Westeros, and there are rumors that Dragonstone has an unimaginable amount of wealth. He believes that this wealth is dragon eggs.
However, Stannis' dream of happiness in hardship was very good, but it was not until he landed on Dragonstone that he realized that it was cleaner than his trouser pockets.
As the king's brother, Stannis doesn't even have a fiefdom now. The powerful royal fleet he commands is only commanded in the name of the king's brother. In fact, it has nothing to do with him. He doesn't even have anything to do with him.
There is no need to ask for military pay, it is entirely the responsibility of King's Landing.
However, Stannis, who has no fiefdom, still needs to support his vassals and soldiers who are determined to follow him.
When the three brothers of the Deer family of Storm's End were separated, as punishment for the defeat and annihilation of the entire army, Storm's End was bypassed as the first heir, and fell directly on the head of his younger brother Renly.
However, there were still a group of soldiers who had followed Stannis to defend Storm's End and chose to continue leaving with Stannis.
This includes Maester Cressen of Storm's End.
"Lord Stannis."
"When I met your brother today, remember not to quarrel with him."
The two of them, one behind the other, walked hurriedly through the gardens of the Red Keep. Maester Cressen persuaded them.
As a servant of Storm's End, Maester Cressen watched these three brothers grow up. Robert, the eldest brother, had a hot temper, while Stannis, the second brother, was also stubborn.
The tempers and temperaments of these two people were at odds with each other, so quarrels broke out every time they met.
"This time we are only discussing the possibility of taking action against the remaining Targaryens across the Narrow Sea."
Having said this, Maester Cressen shook his head slightly.
"If I had known the current situation, I would have killed the mother and son who fled to Dragonstone Island no matter what."
Hearing the maester's words, Stannis's face turned slightly ugly, but he didn't say much.
Nowadays, Targaryen's power has been revived, and it is no longer something that a fleet can destroy.
According to the intelligence currently available, to defeat Andalos requires His Majesty the King to organize at least another 30,000 troops, hundreds of large and small warships, and supply transportation along the route. It is unrealistic to transport supplies from the mainland, and in the end
It would be nice to get the support of a free trade city.
Moreover, as a local battle to resist invasion, the farmers of Andalos may take up arms and join the war at any time.
The difficulty of conquering Andalus has skyrocketed. After all, the territory of Andalus can now rival one of the Seven Kingdoms.
If this war really broke out, the burden on the entire country would be no less than fighting the Usurper War all over again.