Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

The azure sea is like a blue gem, holding the beautiful Tas Island in the palm of your hand.

The refreshing sea breeze kissed Alba Royce's face. He stood on the bow of the ship and felt the slight sway of the Seagull Town merchant ship.

The light blue and floating clouds in the sky and the depth of the sea are like the two petals of a lip, with beautiful islands in the middle like the Wizard of Oz, with forests and river bays hidden deep in them, pastures on the mountains, waterfalls in the forests, and the island of Tasmania is like an elf. A place to live with the children of the forest.

Since the ship entered the Shipwreck Cove of Tarth Island, the hurricanes unique to the Stormlands have apparently subsided. It seems that even the storm is unwilling to desecrate the beauty of Tarth Island.

The ship docked, and the harbor on the shore was obviously going to be a town. The specifications and facilities were close to that of a town, but perhaps because of Stannis's fleet, there were few traders setting foot here at this time.

The person who picked up Elba was the steward of Tas Island, and his plump appearance proved that this place was rich in resources.

"On behalf of Earl Selwyn Tars, I would like to express my highest respect to you, the Royce family, and Duke Attis Arryn." The steward bowed slightly, and the two guards behind him wore Eastern Continent-style trousers. Beard is most likely a mercenary hired from across the narrow sea.

Alba nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude to the manager. He followed the plump steward and walked towards the Mu Lin Hall.

In the port town bathed in the sunset, laughter can be heard in the streets and alleys, the smell of sea salt is in the air, and there are even wisps of pastries flowing through your nose. Alba looked around in astonishment. The side of the town near the port was actually an orderly stone-step road. The carriage was parked on the roadside, and the steward invited him to sit on it.

Going further in, the orderliness remains unchanged. Along the way, you can even see Earl Selwyn's men distributing food and fresh water to beggars.

The manager didn't say much along the way. He kept looking at the account book and worrying. Apart from a polite smile, his face was furrowed and frowning.

As the sun was approaching sunset, Alba saw the "Evening Star", the owner of Tas Island, Earl Selwyn Tas.

The earl was wearing a light blue hat. Although his face showed signs of aging, he was still thin and handsome. His blue eyes looked at Alba with a faint smile.

"I am honored to receive the envoy of Duke Attis Arryn," Selwyn Tas nodded slightly, showing respect, "Ser Albar from the Royce family."

Alba lowered his head, "Thank you for hosting me, Count Tars."

"It's just a little effort," Selwyn shook his head, looking at the setting sun in the distance and the afterglow spreading on the ground. "You are really lucky. You saw the sunset on Tas Island as soon as you landed."

Alba frowned slightly and coughed twice, "This sun is very big, uh, very beautiful."

Selwyn smiled politely and said, "Maybe we should go to the hall to see how the dinner is being prepared. You must be tired."

Alba nodded, and the two of them came to the main hall. The aroma of food filled their nostrils. He suppressed his desire to feast and asked Selwyn: "Duke Attis is very concerned about the war at Storm's End. Blue King Li is the orthodoxy of the Seven Kingdoms, and his safety is closely related to the Seven Kingdoms."

Selwyn answered all questions and said, "King Renly is invincible, but Dragonstone's military strength has always been weak. The two are not on the same level."

"Isn't there any news?" Alba asked.

Selwyn shrugged, "There is a letter from my daughter, Brienne of Tarth. She followed King Renly to the Stormlands Hills. Tens of thousands of cavalry approached Storm's End, and the army on Dragonstone was still besieging them. Storm's End, when the king's army arrives, they can only watch and wait."

Elba nodded slightly, paying attention to the food on the plate, and stopped talking. This was in line with the judgment of the valley. The possibility of Stannis defeating Renly's army was too low.

Renly sat next to Loras, looking at him with a pale face, his shock still not relieved.

"Lord Alister," Renly asked, "how many people in the camp have drank from the thicket stream."

Allister Florent raised his head and looked at Renly, who looked haggard because of Loras's fall. His heart sank slightly, "I don't know, all your men seem to have drank from the spring. The poison is obviously It's colorless and tasteless, and it lasts a long time. If I hadn't been lost on the road with the phalanx, I would have been hit."

"Stop talking nonsense, Lord Alister," Renly suddenly looked impatient, "Has Lord Randyll heard the news?"

"There is no news about Landao for the time being. We need to march through the hills quickly, Your Majesty." Allister said, thinking of the raven who delivered the letter this morning, a shadow hid in his eyes.

"My soldiers were poisoned by Stannis, and you also saw Lord Allister!" Renly raised his voice, "If I hadn't chosen to drink, I would have been poisoned."

Alister Florent looked at Renly. You should not have led your own army to Storm's End to fight against your brother, he thought to himself.

"The water is poisonous. We have been stranded here for a long time. The military doctor has not been able to detect what kind of poison it is. If Stannis comes, he can instantly harvest our cavalry. All the cavalry in the south are here. Your Majesty, this is not a peasant recruitment. It's so simple," Allister said, his patience only going so far.

Renly took a deep breath and looked at Allister Florent, who had a serious face. "You are right, Lord Florent." He stood up and looked at Loras who was lying on the bed with a high fever. "As a king, , I shouldn’t be affected by love.” He looked at Allister’s slightly wrinkled expression and swallowed what he wanted to say, “We will march immediately to join the returning army of Lord Landau.”

Allister looked at Renly and nodded slightly, "I'll make arrangements, Your Majesty." He turned and left the camp, losing all of his previous respect, holding the hilt of his sword tightly in his right hand.

In the military camp, countless soldiers collapsed and clutched their bellies, losing their fighting strength.

This kind of poison is unheard of.

Stannis stared at the glass bottle in front of him. The clear liquid was flowing in it, and there seemed to be a ghostly magic that attracted Stannis.

"Renly's military doctor couldn't find any poison, and basically all of them were infected." Justin Marseille looked at the glass bottle in Stannis's hand. He didn't know what kind of mystery it contained, what kind of poison it was, and it was able to escape everyone. Investigations, including Stannis's medics, failed to detect anything unusual.

"This is the bottle of water." Stannis's medic shook his head and said to Justin.

But I never imagined that this would actually work.

"Renly's army moved. They stood up in a hurry. Although they were anxious, it was obvious that they couldn't be fast." Justin said.

"Where is Ser Timon?" Stannis asked.

Justin smiled slightly, "Already on the way, the 'Broken Sword' in his hand can't wait to drink blood."

Stannis nodded, and strode towards the war horse, "Get ready to return to Luomu City, tell the whole army, don't show mercy, and try not to leave anyone alive." A haze flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Drive!" The war horse soars. Walk away and head towards Shenmu City.