King of The Wall

2022-01-12

Chapter 705 murder a person with a borrowed knife

West Expedition Force spent two full days in Highgarden , used to sort out the harvest, settle the wounded, bury the fallen soldiers, and send the victory news to both the enemy and allies (the entire Reach and the other two friendly forces in the north and south), and distribute and issue the latest mobilization and arrangement instructions. After finishing all this, Igor left half of his troops to sit in the heart of Reach (actually he was recuperating), and brought a team of victory that was reduced to just over 10,000. Contrary to the previous policy of "step by step, advance slowly", Igor set off along the Roseroad fast west. Enter, and rush to Oldtown, the last stop of this westward expedition.

On the wide and straight road, the Queen's army grandiose lined up along the road no longer maintains the battle formation, stretching several li, from one end of the line of sight to the other. The soldiers walked briskly, with high morale, and sang loud and majestic military songs.

After obtaining the coalition camp and the huge amount of food and armament stored in the castle by the Tyrell family, and getting the "loyalty" and cooperation of the Reach ruling family, the next part of the Western Expedition became an easy one. hiking. And echoing this inspiring image of the march are the fields on both sides of the road—farmers who, at the behest and orders of the Tyrells, have finally begun to plough the soil in peace, engrossed in spring planting that has been delayed for weeks , straightening up from time to time, wiping away sweat and looking at this neatly marching force on the main road with curiosity and awe... The West Expedition Force, which was previously an intruder, has become a master of the king in a blink of an eye.

Looking around this beautiful picture of spring under the slanting warm spring sun, Igor couldn't help but have this idea: when Jaehaerys Targaryen I allocated Royal Family funds to build this Great Way, Did you expect that after two hundred years, there will be descendants who can follow this Great Way to "reconquer" Reach faster and easier, and expand the Crownlands belonging to the Dragon Family?
wu wu ——

A warning signal interrupted his thoughts, the singing stopped abruptly, and after a series of complex military music and manual messengers, the entire unit understood the situation: Troops were approaching ahead - the Golden and Highgarden Guards, who had fled from the field three days earlier, accepted the peace deal, returned eastward along the same road to surrender, and were about to meet them head-on.

It is not expected that a battle will take place, but according to military regulations, the first half of the troops still needs to be in a state of readiness for battle, and the second half of the troops will stop on the spot for a short rest.

The troops without a warning mission completely relaxed, and the soldiers who drank water, urinated, or sat or lay down to rest immediately filled the right half of the Great Way, On the left half of the road they deliberately vacated, the Queen's cronies, Unsullied, trotted past at a neat pace, preparing to guard the Queen at the front, witnessing and accepting the coming surrender.

That's right, despite the constant harassment and threats of the slave-master alliance on the Eastern Sea shores of the kingdom, Daenerys insisted on staying in the West Expedition Force instead of returning to King's Landing. One is to help Igor, who has just become a Dragonrider, better adapt to his new identity and car; the other is to personally accept the surrender of little Aegon to ensure that there will be no "accidents" in the process - whether he is true or false.

The two dragons hovered overhead, and Igor rushed to the front from the middle of the line. He dismounted and stood by the Queen's side, waiting with her under the guards of the Unsullied formations on either side of the stand, waiting for the surrender.

A moment later, a large number of bright yellow and bright red and green flags appeared in the field of vision, and they quickly advanced to the front of one's eyes. After stopping at a distance that would not cause misunderstanding, a small group of about forty-fifty people from the defeated army broke away from the army and greeted Igor and Daenerys.

The two stopped chatting and quietly observed the crowd.

They saw the big round head of the Captain-General of the Golden Company and the bulging belly of Mace Tyrell, a bunch of tall and sturdy mercenaries and guards, and the slow moving car at the end of the line. The little carriage was wearing, but little Aegon's long and slender silhouette was not seen.

"Perhaps Your Majesty's nephew, feeling unforgivable, wants to play some kind of self-inflicted trick, and is walking at the end in shackles and chains at the moment." Hide the contempt in his tone.

He still doesn't know whether oneself's murder a person with a borrowed knife plan is successful, but with oneself's rank and status, there is no need to hide oneself's hostility to a rebel Prince - even if Aegon came to him alive, and he was just as mystifying.

Daenerys pursed his lips, neither agreeing nor refuting the sarcasm. Igor, as the Hand of the King, can dotingly support her willful decision to protect Prince Aegon, and even offered to let Unsullied guard the surrender ceremony to avoid suspicion. She is already very grateful, and impossible unsatisfiedly asks him to oneself's nephew Be respectful.

Soon, the surrendering delegation was close enough to see. This group of people is dominated by the generals of the Golden Corps, with different skin tones and distinctive personalities, but they have only one thing in common: the mercenaries are accustomed to displaying all worldly wealth. Swords and carved armor, the golden armbands on everyone's arms are enough to serve as ransoms for the lords - at the Battle of Blackwater Rush, the Dorne Army, who sided with the Land Granters, was responsible for looting the bodies of the fallen Golden Corps soldiers. Oberyn Martell, who felt disgraced, punished both sides after the fight broke out over the spoils.

As defeated and surrendered, today they are not on horses but on foot.

"The Honorable Queen Your Majesty, Your Excellency Prime Minister, the Golden Group hereby offers the most sincere surrender and the highest respect."

Harry Strickland, this naive person has no Warrior accent at all. The leader of the mercenary group was the first to speak.

Daenerys frowned and glanced at Mace Tyrell, who was covered in dirt and said nothing, and wondered: a mercenary chief without a title and nobility, how could he surpass Prince Aegon and Highgarden City Lord as a The representative of this surrender? Not to mention Jon Connington.

It doesn't really matter.

"Where's your Prince?" She had no interest in talking nonsense with the greasy middle-aged man in front of her, and asked directly indifferently.

"Your Majesty!" The fat regiment's round face showed a sad expression for a while, "Last night, a riot broke out in our military camp due to dissatisfaction with the post-war resettlement. Found Prince's residence, and in the dispute... accidentally killed him!"

"What?!"

Daenerys shook his shoulders, surprised he didn't have time to make an expression. , watching the indifferent generals of the Golden Corps and the Highgarden guards in the front row move to the sides, a coachman led the drag horse and pulled the cart carrying the body of little Aegon to her.

The recent Unsullied immediately stepped forward with their long spears and forced back the mercenaries by the side of the car. One of them touched Aegon's arm and confirmed that his body was cold and stiff, and there was no possibility of pretending to be dead. Only stepped aside, allowing Daenerys to approach to observe.

carriage On the open-air carriage deck, layered upon layers of luxurious silk and woolen fabrics, the silver-haired youth with pale cheeks and eyes closed, is not the one she once saw The cheap nephew of the past: Aegon Targaryen, the self-proclaimed "Rhaegar's child"?
There's no emotional basis between them, and they don't even know if the blood relative is real or not, and Daenerys certainly doesn't make any intimacy like tearing or stroking Aegon's face.

However, it was not grief that still could not change her heart slump, and her strong feeling of being empty.

Before last night, no matter what - there was neither evidence nor reason or position to admit the authenticity of this nephew, but at least, she still "may" have a family member.

But as of today, even this "possible" has completely disappeared.

Now, she is truly alone, the last Targaryen in the world.

The sense of loss was followed by a surge of anger.

She owed Igor a lot of favor to convince him to accept the little Aegon put on black clothed, and even left King's Landing and the Eastern Sea shore, a small half kingdom, to forcibly stay on the Reach battlefield , the result is such a corpse?
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(end of this chapter)