Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day.

Chapter 632 The Crown Prince’s Temporary Team

Golden Fields, Chayon.

Blah blah blah...

The water of the River Rhoyne continued to flow from upstream to downstream, with a piece of gray mist in the middle and a city in the shadows.

This place was once the most prosperous and majestic city of the Rhoynar, and it was also the place where the Valyrians sent out three hundred dragons to fight a decisive battle with them.

After the great battle, Chayon was swallowed up by the mist rising from the River Rhoyne, leaving only the Stonemen infected with greyscale.

boom--

The sky is clear and the sun is shining.

A huge monster as black as coal flew across the fog, and its ferocious dragon mouth splashed out endless dark green dragon flames.

"Be careful, glutton."

Rhaegar frowned slightly and listened attentively to the howling below.

That was the cry of the stone people, even though they had long lost the sense of pain and thinking.

"Hiss-"

The Glutton's green vertical pupils were sharp. It swooped down and stirred up the thick fog. The dark green dragon flame ignited the large area shrouded in shadows.

Chajon is a water city built on the Rhoynar people's mother river, the Rhoynar River.

The dragon flames like ash fell, illuminating the entire land area.

Rhaegar watched it once and patted the dragon's back casually: "That's enough, buddy."

"Hiss-"

The Glutton's nostrils flared vigorously, and he was extremely disgusted with the breath below him. He flapped his black dragon wings and quickly moved away.

It's like there's something dirty underneath.

……

Soon, the man and the dragon returned to the shore of Dagger Lake.

"Hiss... Ga..."

Korakxiu hovered in the air, twisting its scarlet body like a snake, and occasionally spraying large amounts of dragon flame for fun.

It has a long neck and an endless supply of fire hidden in its belly.

Flying and breathing fire seemed to be the way to relieve boredom.

Boom——

The Glutton landed with a bang, and the black dragon head with pale dragon horns raised up and looked at the slender reptile in the sky.

"Be quiet, man."

Rhaegar said something soothing as usual, then turned over and jumped off the dragon's back.

Dragons are ferocious by nature, and those who eat dragon offspring are even more cunning and evil.

Normally it's fine, but once it comes into contact with cursed places like the Sea of ​​Smoke and Chayon, its ferocity will be immediately aroused.

Next to the tent, Damon came out in disheveled clothes, yawning, "How is it, Your Majesty, what treasure did you find in the Sad Territory?"

It's obvious at first glance that he just woke up from a hangover, which is quite annoying.

Rhaegar couldn't do anything about him, so he shook his head helplessly: "There are debris and stone people everywhere. If I can clean it up, I can probably get a lot of stone."

"Only rotten stones?"

Damon was not satisfied.

Rhaegar went to the lake, stripped naked, and walked into the cold water. As he washed himself, he said, "More than that, I saw the bones of a dragon."

Daemon glanced at it and looked away. "That's right. At least three dragons fell there in old Valyria."

To build a dragonstone castle, stones and things with the breath of dragons are indispensable.

The golden fields were empty, and the nearby towns and markets did not obey the orders.

The fastest way to build the castle is to use Chayon downstream of the river as the best place to get the materials.

Endless stones, fallen dragon bones...

"Haha, maybe we can even dig out some bones of Prince Galen."

Damon sneered, looking down on the guy who overestimated his own abilities.

Even though Prince Galen's story is difficult and tragic, he sits very firmly on his seat.

Otherwise, the destroyed Three Women's Kingdoms and Volantis are also worth remembering.

Rhaegar was in no mood to argue, so he changed the subject: "Otto sent a message that the combined forces of Bravs and Lorras attempted to launch a surprise attack on Norvos."

He didn't tell me the result.

Because the other party must have failed.

Daemon washed his face by the lake to regain his spirits, and then said, "I received a letter from King's Landing. Your beloved son has tamed an unknown old dragon and has organized the lords of the Riverlands to counterattack the Basilisk Islands."

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I heard it's a green dragon, no smaller than Vhagar?"

Rhaegar was startled when he heard this and let the water reach his neck.

Did the eldest son successfully tame the dragon?
He also summoned the princes of the Riverlands and planned to attack the Basilisk Islands far away across the Summer Sea?
"Unexpected."

Rhaegar paused for a long moment, not knowing whether he was relieved or worried.

"That kid is no worse than you were when you were a kid."

Daimon had a calm expression and asked knowingly, "Who discovered a wild dragon that was not easily visible?"

Hula...

The lake water rippled slightly. Rega climbed out naked, unwilling to be left behind, and said, "I heard that Benila is coming soon. Your good daughter burned a mercenary group of 2,000 people in one fell swoop."

"Huh?" Damon was stunned when he heard this and frowned secretly.

That girl is not an easy person to deal with. Her personality is even more stubborn than her mother and grandmother.

"Get ready to welcome my good cousin."

Rhaegar smiled, picked up his clothes and walked into the tent.

Isn't it just a weird feeling?

The only person in the world who can defeat Damon is probably the fearless Benilla.

She really dares to scold her father.

……

Three days later.

Dagger Lake and lush green lawns.

"Hiss!"

A young dragon with dark green scales all over its body and gray and white stripes flew over, moving as nimbly as a butterfly.

Below the giant dragon, a group of sallow-faced mercenaries, with their hands tied with ropes, staggered along the way.

Seven or eight war elephants were trudging side by side in the front row of the team.

"Hiss!"

The young dragon flew over the head of the war elephant, immediately scaring the largest creature on land to the point of shitting and pissing.

"We're here, Moondancer."

Benilla rode on the dragon's back and smiled when she looked down at the tent by the lake.

With a tug on the saddle reins, Moon Dancer, with her brave temperament, descended quickly.

Defeated a mercenary group of 2,000 men, captured 1,500 men, and captured seven war elephants.

Look how Damon dared to treat her like a child.

……

Compared to the peaceful continent of Essos, the other side of the strait sea is turbulent.

Sunspear, Tower of the Sun.

"Hurry up, the parliament is about to be convened."

Quill looked anxious, and his two short legs moved quickly. "Prince, there is still time."

Belis Dayne, the Dornish steward and Kingsguard, had a complicated expression on his face. He took one step that was equivalent to three steps taken by the other.

For some reason, Prince Quill's development is lower than that of an ordinary teenager.

He is already 14 years old, but he hasn't grown taller.

The scholars of the Citadel speculated that the prince might have been frightened when he was young, which curbed his physical growth.

"No hurry, today is the first day."

Prince Quayle is mature beyond his years and knows that the first time is the most important.

boom--

The door of the hall was opened and it was already full of people.

Baeron stood beside a large conference table, seriously discussing battle strategies.

"Prince, I am late."

Prince Quill was very attitude-minded, looking around.

"It's not too late, we are early."

Baeron raised his eyes slightly and communicated matter-of-factly.

dong dong!

Knocking on the white marble table, Belron said seriously, "Everyone, please take a seat."

After waiting for nearly a month, vassal states finally gathered together.

"Yes, Prince."

Everyone took their seats in response, and Prince Quill looked at them one by one.

Some of them I have seen, some I haven’t, but none of them are unknown.

Baerlon was thoughtful and introduced calmly: "This is Johanna Sven, the former Black Swan of Reese, who will be in charge of the rear from now on."

"Prince."

Johanna, wearing a black gauze dress, greeted with a bright smile.

After her, others appeared one after another.

Bachelor Mu Kun, who came from Junlin with a rather special status, was in charge of logistics and making suggestions.

Siliu, the Seneschal of Myr, an old man skilled in assassination and gathering intelligence, was forcibly recruited.

In addition to the above three people, the main force also includes the princes of Hejian.

Kermit Tully, Lord of Riverrun and Steward of the Three Rivers, is well-versed in military books and has commanded small-scale battlefields.

His younger brother, Oscar Tully, a young knight skilled in administration and logistics, was an excellent assistant in the education of the second son.

As well as Benjy Ko and Black Ali, aunt and nephew of the Blackwood family, all of them are good at charging into battle.

Prince Quayle greeted everyone one by one, secretly smacking his lips in amazement.

As expected of the heir to the Iron Throne, he has his own core team at such a young age.

This kind of configuration and talent selection cannot be found even if you search Dorne.

boom--

The door opened again and two figures walked in.

Belron raised his head and smiled: "Erin, you are finally here."

He was a handsome young man with short silver-gold hair, deep purple eyes and a tall figure.

The two are old friends.

Erin was a bastard from a family of shipwrights in Hull.

When he was a child, Lord Collis recommended him as a squire. A few years later, his brother Adam stepped down and Erin was recalled.

After several years, he has become the first mate of the Velaryon fleet.

Alyn was dressed in gorgeous clothes and bowed. "Prince, I am here on the orders of Lord Corliss to bring twenty warships and 1,800 sailors from Hull Town."

"No more?"

Baelon came forward to greet them, and wanted more ships.

Aelin said meticulously, "The troops are not many, but I assure you that they are the most capable warships and sailors on the sea."

"When will Lord Collis arrive?"

Baeron felt slightly relieved and went after the Minister of the Navy and the Admiral.

The army's attack on the Lizard Islands cannot be accomplished without a respected veteran general.

Elin whispered, "Prince, your mother is not in favor of going to war. Lord Corliss is on guard against Pentos."

His fleet almost alerted Prince Pentos and launched an attack.

King's Landing is now under full martial law, and the dragon known as the "Red Queen" patrols the Throat around the clock.

Hearing this, Belron was speechless: "Okay."

He knew that rash decisions would cause trouble.

But resolving the rebellions in the Iron Islands and the Basilisk Islands is an urgent matter.

Not only for revenge and to win over the princes in Hejian.

It is also a crucial battle to prove oneself and build reputation.

My father was able to command the continent of Westeros thanks to victories in blood and fire.

Two of the Stepstones battles failed to overwhelm Westeros, but only made their names known throughout Essos.

The war that truly made Westeros famous was the inconspicuous "War of the Two Cloths".

The Gluttons broke into the Stonehedge of House Blake and executed all the bloodline of House Blake.

This battle hurt the nerves of all the nobles in Westeros, and they dared not offend the royal family again.

With the lessons learned from the past, Bellon naturally copied and used it.

Since there is no one to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys in the Riverlands, then let's take action against the Greyjoy family in the Iron Islands.

The descendants of the ancestors who ruled the Iron Islands for more than a hundred years were ungrateful and only knew how to plunder and cause chaos.

That would be like the Conqueror exterminating the House of Hall of Harren the Black, and severing the House of Greyjoy of Dalton the Red Monster.

"Prince, the Stepstones are still recovering, so it would be better for us to move our army to Rees."

Erin was very aristocratic and took charge of the situation right from the start.

Sunspear City is too far from the Basilisk Islands, so it would be better for Rees to shorten the distance.

Of course, the best choices are Volantis and Slave Bay, but these two territories are relatively sensitive and not suitable for the Crown Prince to visit.

Baelon's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "No hurry, the Iron Islands have not been resolved yet."

Erin hesitated for a moment and opened his mouth.

"Prince, Prince..."

Another figure jumped out and shouted, "I've fed all the dragons. There are more than a dozen goats."

When Baerlon looked over, his vision suddenly went dark.

Bi Ma was wearing a gray robe, holding a bamboo stick under his armpit, and even his black hair was shaved into a crew cut.

It is a standard dragon tamer's attire.

But the girl's appearance was not perfect. Not only did she have a round face, but she also had a crooked nose and freckles.

Paired with tomboyish short hair, it looks simply eye-catching.

"Hiss!!"

Suddenly, a gray dragon shadow flew past the Sun Tower, emitting an excited long neigh.

It turned around slowly and joined the group of dragons circling in the air.

(End of this chapter)