Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

"Mother, Oberyn is a red viper, the kind that sticks out its tongue and shows its teeth everywhere."

Mace Tyrell, Duke of Highgarden, waved his arms and spoke incoherently.

"Look at how defeated you are," Olenna Redwin never moved her eyes away from the Schivassian chess board. She dropped the chess pieces and muttered in her mouth, "The dragon eats the elephant and loses again. My poor Stupid son."

Mace Tyrell looked at his mother with some confusion. He spread his hands and said, "Highgarden is under siege. My mother, those sand-eating Dornish people are plundering the rich Reach. God, you must I didn’t see that scene. The farmland in the villages and towns near Gaoting was burned by fire. It was a scorched earth. The green flowers and fruits that used to grow there were all gone. It was really seven levels of hell!”

"Okay, okay, okay," Olenna Redwin looked at her anxious son. Her curly brown hair slanted across Mace's forehead. Olenna shook her head regretfully, "Look at you, you are like a dead tree bark." His hair doesn’t look like a duke at all.”

"What?" Metz called the maid beside him in a panic, picked up the mirror and looked at it, "It's not that bad, mother."

Olenna took a deep breath, "Seven Hells." She looked at her son helplessly, "Is there any news about my grandchildren?"

After hearing this, Mace's face suddenly became sad, and sadness crept into his eyes, "God bless me, I don't know. There is no news from the storm land, and I can't even send anyone there." He didn't care about what he saw in the mirror. Have you ever been as inappropriate as your mother said? She drooped her shoulders dejectedly and rubbed the rose mark on the glass with her right hand.

"I always regret not hitting you on the head with a wooden spoon when you were a child." Olenna looked at the sentimental Mace Tyrell with helplessness and disgust in her eyes. "The Duke of Highgarden's brain cannot die. Like a king with only one muscle, my God, there are so many kings suddenly appearing in the Seven Kingdoms, it’s really like clowns are everywhere.”

"Fortunately, I have some good sons." Mace smiled bitterly, seeming quite proud, "Villas led the troops out to maintain the territory, but there was no news about the Dornishmen, and Garland withdrew Alken Florent. The front army brought tens of thousands of troops to deal with Tywin Lannister. Although they lost a few games in the early stage, the situation was really pleasing. Tywin, the old lion, fell into the hands of Garland several times, hahaha! "

Mace smiled to himself, and gradually realized that his mother was looking at him with that pity and helpless look, so he stopped smiling and said tentatively: "Your Majesty, he should be in Allister Flor's house." In Lun’s hands.”

"Florent," the Queen of Thorns said with a slight arc at the corner of her mouth, "the defeats in the north seemed to be commanded by a little fox."

Mace looked at his mother with some confusion, "Aleken Florent? He killed the enemy heroically, and Garland's letter specifically told me not to blame him for the defeat."

"Ouch!" Olenna Redwin exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Innocent father and son, you are not like the indistinguishable little boy on the Iron Throne. Everyone can tell that Garland is your biological son. ”

Mace Tyrell blushed slightly, "Why do you say that, mother?"

"I really miss my granddaughter, alas." Olenna shook her head helplessly, "She was taken to the Stormlands by an arrogant king, and her life or death was uncertain. It's so good of you to give Highgarden's most precious rose. The King of Fancy.”

"I" Mace's face turned even redder, "Mother, isn't this what I have wanted for a long time? Besides, with the support of the Reach, King Renly will come sooner or later."

"Not necessarily," the Queen of Thorns mercilessly belittled the king she supported. "If Stannis can't solve it, how can we expect him to solve the alliance of the Vulture and the Decadent Lion?"

"Alas~" Olena leaned on crutches, and the twin guards "left hand" and "right hand" immediately protected her on the left and right, "my poor granddaughter."

The Queen of Thorns paused for a moment and said to Mace Tyrell: "There is no point in continuing this battle. Let Garlan withdraw his troops from Bitterbridge. Too many people have died. Why fight with Tywin, a lion, for food? How many men and horses will the Reach have to lose?”

Mace Tyrell frowned, "Retreat? Come back to fight Dorne?"

Olenna snorted coldly, "The poor devils in Dorne, the vipers can only sneak up and attack. If they wait until Randyll Tarly's wrath, they can only huddle in the Prince's Pass, unable to escape. I think that old Doran This guy is also a fox”

Brienne looked despairingly at the knights of the Reach who were fleeing or surrendering. She held her sword tightly and pointed the blade at the Stannis cavalry who was galloping towards them.

Calculating the right moment, he slashed upwards, the tip of the sword hit the cavalryman's crotch, blood overflowed, and he fell off the horse.

Stannis's knights swarmed towards her and charged towards her. Brienne relied on her shoulder to knock down the first harassing and attacking knight. She slashed forward with her long sword, and the flying flesh and blood gradually blurred Brienne's vision.

Suddenly she saw the queen's carriage

Brienne roared, raised her sword, and charged at Stannis's soldiers.

"Damn, it's a woman?!"

"Don't come here, you damn guy deserves to go to hell!"

The soldiers' wails rang in Brainy's ears. She grabbed the soldier's sleeve with her left hand and slashed the sword across Bo's neck, dripping with blood and sprinkling on her cheek.

The half-helmet on her head fell to the ground at some point. Brainy relied on her body, which was burlier than a man, to keep striking. The knight's sword was like a dance of steel in her hand, leaving behind traces of sword flowers as they passed by. blood.

"Ser?" Queen Margaery's voice was in the distance. She mistook Brienne for a knight.

Brienne's iron gauntlet struck hard on the forehead of the Stannis soldier who had fallen off his helmet. The latter fell to the ground dazed, and the sword penetrated into his chest, seeping in and withdrawing.

"Queen!" Brienne approached the carriage, looked at the frightened Margaery, steadied her breathing, and said in a deep voice: "The water is poisonous. Your Majesty's knights have lost their combat effectiveness. Stannis took the opportunity to make a sneak attack. We need to go, Margaery." Queen Geli.”

"Your Majesty? Where is Your Majesty?" Margery was still in shock. She looked at the fighting scene around her at a loss.

"It's too late!" Brienne swung her sword again and chopped down a soldier who attacked her from the side. "We need a horse."

Brienne rushed out from behind the carriage, grabbed the knight Stannis who fell from his horse, and killed it with a sword, "Queen, we need to leave immediately!"

Brainy woke up from her dream. She turned around and saw Margaery, who was tightly wrapped in clothes and sleeping soundly. She breathed a sigh of relief. She was a little careless and fell asleep at this time and dreamed about the scene at that time.

There are only countless gullies and bare rocks in the hills, but it is difficult to see a blade of grass, and the water source is even more difficult to trace.

Brainy shook the water bag on her waist, and the sound of liquid sloshing made her feel much more at ease. At this time, water meant hope.

The sky is slightly bright, and dawn has not yet arrived, so the light on the skyline can only be seen by climbing up the hill. And he has been walking south along the back of the hills with the queen. After all, there is sparse vegetation and even precious water sources on the south side of the hills, and Stannis has no reason to go south and invade there. For him, the best thing is The most important one is probably Storm's End.

Brienne stroked the hilt of the sword and murmured in her mind, "My king, where are you?"

The sliding sound of shaking gravel could be heard quietly. Brainy held the hilt of her sword tightly and looked warily at the rocks behind her.

The snort of a horse suddenly came from not far away. Brainy quickly lowered her body and moved her eyes towards her horse parked next to the rock, feeling very anxious.

"Lord Attis Arryn asked me to look for King Renly, but I couldn't find him."

The sound came intermittently, and Brienne stared at the distance not far away warily.

"The wolf betrayed us. Logically, I should go back."

The voice was getting closer, and just as Brienne was about to raise her sword to attack, the words "Tas Island" suddenly came out of the person's mouth.

"I promised the Earl of Tars Island to find his daughter. I also swore a sacred oath in front of the Seven Gods and cannot break it."

Brienne suddenly jumped out, pounced on the person who made the noise, and pressed him against the rock. The attendant-like person behind him quickly raised his sword and pointed it at her.

"Damn it!" The knight under Brienne wanted to pull out the dagger from his waist, but Brienne held it down tightly with his hands.

"Woman? Is there a woman in this damn place? Could it be you?" the knight said doubtfully, but Brienne grabbed her throat with her palm.

"Who are you? Loyal to Stannis or Renly." Brienne took out the knight's dagger and pressed it against his cheek before she could look at the knight's family crest beneath her.

"Not even God." The knight tried his best to figure it out, but found that his strength was not even as strong as this woman, and shouted angrily, "I serve the Duke of the Eyrie, Attis Arryn! I am High Steward Nestor Royce. Son of Alba Royce!”