Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King
Chapter 228: bitter

  Chapter 228 Bitterness

   The impact of the sudden declaration of war on the Stormlands by the Reach Land was huge, and it also pushed the situation of the Seven Kingdoms into a more complicated, treacherous and unpredictable situation.

  However, Hewan's approach is not too unexpected.

  The smart nobles of the Seven Kingdoms have spied the ambitions of the Tyrell family and the Viscount Caesar from this move.

  For the Lannister family, although the choice of the Reach is bad, it is not the worst—

  At least the purpose of the army of the Reach is not King's Landing.

  If the Riverbend army chooses to attack King's Landing, then they are the real enemies, and there is almost no hope of winning.

  Of course, the choice of the Reach has also caused great trouble for the Lannister family.

   "Uncle Kefeng, are you sure you can pull this kind of army out to fight?"

   At the head of King's Landing, the Minister of Finance "Little Devil" Tyrion Lannister looked at the army below, frowning.

   This is probably the worst army he has ever seen, if it can be called an army.

  The team couldn't stand upright, and some people even sat on the ground. The weapons were basically wooden spears, simple round shields, and even hoes. Only a small number of people had real steel swords.

  As for the armor, there are even fewer armors. Most of the soldiers even have tattered clothes, no different from a group of refugees fleeing famine.

   "No way." Kevan Lannister was also a little helpless, "These are all urgently recruited from King's Landing, and there will definitely be quality problems."

"I suggest that you can recruit less, 50,000 is too much, pick out the elite and reduce it to 8,000 or 10,000, so that the supply of weapons and equipment can barely keep up, and the combat effectiveness may be improved Promote." Tyrion suggested, "And the current army... I suspect that most of them will run away when the war starts."

   "It doesn't matter. I will try to avoid fighting in the open with the people of the Riverbend. It should be okay to use these soldiers to defend the castle."

   "I'm worried that you won't be able to reach the castle in the Stormlands with them."

  Kevon sighed, and finally told the truth:

   "You haven't understood the real purpose of my doing this. King's Landing...too many people."

  Tyrion froze for a moment, finally understood, and his tone became low:

   "And there is too little food..."

"Yes." Kevan nodded and lowered his voice, "The huge population of the city of King's Landing relies on the transportation of food from the Riverlands and the Reach, and now the Riverlands have followed Ed Shi Tucker is reversed, and River Bend...has also blocked the Rose Road, prohibiting food from being brought to King's Landing.

  If this continues, King's Landing will sooner or later be short of food, and once there is a shortage of food, riots will easily break out in the city. "

   "That's why you recruited so many young men to the battlefield."

"Yes. Since riots are inevitable, we must suppress them within a controllable range. I must take these 50,000 young men to the battlefield. I don't expect them to cause much trouble to the river bend. At least, don't stay in King's Landing Make us mess up."

  Tyrion only felt a chill in his heart.

  He knew that these people were sent to the Stormlands as cannon fodder.

   Without these young men, even if there is a riot in King's Landing in the future, the remaining old and weak women and children will be relatively easier to suppress.

  He really wanted to speak out against this cruel decision, but he couldn't come up with better suggestions.

   If these 50,000 young men stay in King's Landing, it will definitely be a huge hidden danger.

   "After I left, the sale of food in King's Landing was prohibited, and all of them were confiscated for unified management. Remember to give priority to supplying the army, and then the civilians. Once someone instigates a riot, you must be ruthless and nip it in the bud!"

   "Okay..." Tyrion's tone was difficult, as if a big stone was blocked in his heart.

   Just then, a sharp voice came from behind:

   "Why did you take my daughter! Why did you take my daughter!"

  Tyrion turned his head, and saw his sister Cersei running over angrily.

   "Good morning, dear sister." Tyrion greeted.

  Unfortunately, my dear sister ignored him, and rushed to Kaifeng, asking:

   "Why send Myrcella away!"

  Kevon responded flatly:

   "This is our agreement with Dorne. Myrcella must marry Trystane Martell."

   "But she is only ten years old! She is only ten years old! How can she get married at the age of ten?"

"Of course not immediately." Kevan explained, "but we must send her to Sunspear to prevent the Martell family from going back on their marriage. Do you know that Prince Doran just went to Starfall to meet Samwell? Caesar? At this critical moment, we cannot bear Dorne's repetition."

   "So you sold my daughter!" Cersei screamed, "just like you sold me to Robert like a mare!"

   "How can there be such a beautiful mare as you, my dear sister." Tyrion tried to soften Cersei's attitude with compliments.

   Unfortunately, Cersei doesn't appreciate it at all.

   "Damn dwarf!" Cersei gritted her teeth and looked at her younger brother, "If you dare to say one more word with that stinky mouth, I'll slash it with a knife!"

  When Cersei said this, her fierce eyes were fixed on Tyrion's throat.

   That's what she really wants to scratch.

  ...One day in the future, when you are drowned in tears, your brother will strangle your pale neck and take your life...

  The vicious prophecy of Toad Wu Ji echoed in his ears again.

  Cersei regretted that she didn't strangle this dwarf brother to death in the cradle.

"There's no need to get so excited, Cersei," said Uncle Kevan kindly. "Myrcella will be treated with respect and kindness in Sunspear, as Prince Doran has assured us. Trystane is a fine boy, too, Myrcella." Ra will be happy marrying him."

   "No! She won't!" Cersei screamed.

   She will die!

  …you will have three children. They will be crowned with gold and shrouded in gold...

   Cersei seemed to be able to see the ugly face of Toad Wu Ji in front of her eyes.

  Kevon couldn't understand his niece's hysteria at all, and could only think that the mother was too sad for her daughter, but at this moment, he didn't have the time to care about it.

  So, he called two guards and forcibly took the entangled Cersei down.

"I will have revenge! I will have revenge!" Cersei was yelling persistently, "You took Little Jo, and you will take Myrcella! I will never forget! One day, I, too, will destroy Something you hold dear! I swear!"

   Kevan shook his head and sighed: "How did Cersei become like this?"

  Tyrion shrugged: "Maybe brother James is not here, she is not in a good mood. I also want to comfort my sister, but unfortunately, I don't have my brother's pretty face."

   "Seldom say such things in public." Kevan glared at his nephew, "Your big mouth will get you into trouble sooner or later."

   "Understood." Tyrion pursed his lips tightly, and stretched out his hand to pull his lips.

  Kevon also knew his nephew's temper, so he didn't say much, but instead said: "Speaking of James, do you know where he is now?"

"I only know that the people of the Tyrell family should have chosen to take the sea route. This is a smart choice. We have no power at sea, and we can't intercept it at all." Tyrion curled his lips, "It seems that father wants to replace My beloved son can only replace a way to go to the Great Wall."

  Kevon frowned, shook his head after a while, and said:

   "Forget it, let's talk about this later. We have enough troubles for now."

   "Yes. And how do you plan to send Myrcella to Dorne? It definitely won't work on land, I'm afraid you will run into the army of the river bay. As for the sea..."

   "We can only go by sea." Kevan obviously already had a plan, "We will send her to Braavos first, and the Dornish people will pick her up there, and we won't care about it later."

   "That's a good idea. Stannis wouldn't have imagined that we'd be sending people to Braavos. If he only intercepted merchant ships heading south, he'd miss Myrcella."

   "That's the only way to go." Seeing that the army gathering place below was almost here, Kaifeng took the helmet from his attendants and prepared to go out.

   Before leaving, he finally told his nephew:

"Ed Stark has been stopped by your father in the north, and the people of the River Bend in the south will not attack for the time being. Therefore, the only thing that can threaten King's Landing is Stannis' fleet at sea. Therefore, You must keep an eye on Blackwater Bay, and if Stannis' fleet comes, you must hold the city as best you can."

"I didn't expect that I would be a general one day." Tyrion whistled, but then he might feel that he was too frivolous, and quickly said seriously, "Before I fall, Stannis can't even step into King's Landing! "

  Kevon patted his little nephew on the shoulder heavily, and solemnly said:

   "Tyrion, although they don't like you, in my eyes, you are the most outstanding person among the younger generation of the Lannister family. Keep the city well and don't let me down."

  Tyrion's eyes seemed to have sparkles, he took a deep breath, suppressed the turbulent emotions, and said:

   "Uncle, you should really tell my father more about this."

  Kevon laughed loudly: "Your father will realize your excellence sooner or later."

   After speaking, he turned and left.

  Tyrion looked at the back of his uncle going away, and whispered to himself:

   "No. He won't. My father would rather have a son who kills the king, cuts off his hand, commits incest, and even has sworn not to be a prince, and won't even look at me..."