Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 198 Disagreement
Everyone in the entire military camp was looking up into the sky, concentrating on watching the king riding a giant dragon and landing in the dragon tent behind the central military tent on the hill.

"Mr. Wayne, what does that represent?" A noble knight from the borderland who was responsible for escorting Willas and Marwyn and had just caught up with the front-line troops was shocked by the increasingly strange three heads of the three-headed dragon under the king. This man had attended the wedding of the King of Dragonstone and had seen the appearance of the three-headed dragon at that time.

At that time, only the middle head of the three-headed dragon was emitting a strange flame, and the flame light made people tremble just by looking at it.

But now, there was flashing golden lightning on the right head of the three-headed dragon, and a layer of white frost on the left head.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the fire on the middle head of the dragon is the most complete, and the red scales and bone spurs on the neck are emitting a dangerous red luster. Electric light is gathered on the right side of the head, but only half of the dragon scales and bone spurs on the neck are glowing yellow, and on the left side of the head, only the horns and scales near the head are emitting white light.

Everyone noticed that when the three-headed dragon shrank and fell into the tent, a small dragon flew out from the side of the dragon, as if it was being carried by the huge three-headed dragon.

Two. The other one waited until the king's dragon shrank down, then it came down from the dragon's back and flapped its wings.

The black one, Nightfyre, was recognizable to everyone who had been to Dragonstone, but there was a new one, smaller than Nightfyre, only the size of an eagle, a silver and gold hatchling, and no one knew its name yet.

But people realized that it was a new dragon hatched by the king.

The "Mr. Wayne" mentioned by the nobles of the borderland is Dr. Marwyn, the advisor brought along by the King's Summerhall Guards as they chased after the front line. Because his title is "magic advisor", many people are very curious about him and often come to him to ask irrelevant questions.

Marwyn found the curiosity of these nobles very troublesome. In the past, when he was not taken seriously, he was always laughed at when he talked about magic. Now when more than one noble came to him for consultation, he felt very tedious and tired. Because a lot of "magic" was just a trick, far from the "magic" expected by these nobles, and it was difficult for Marwyn to explain the principles of magic to these nobles who had not received systematic training and were even illiterate.

Marwyn only said: "Your Majesty, the power of the dragon is not just fire."

Although Marwyn was told by Viserys that he didn't know how to hatch a dragon, his eyes did not stay on the three-headed dragon and the new dragon for too long. Instead, he looked at the king on the dragon's back. At first glance, he could see that he was wearing armor, but upon closer inspection, his figure was blurry.

Marwyn wondered why the king would perform the sleight of hand he had provided on the dragon's back when he landed on the camp. It was a kind of Asshai secret technique, which was said to have been passed down by an ancient grassland tribe priest. The principle of this secret technique was actually very simple, which was to use powerful mental power to control the mist around oneself to blur one's figure in other people's vision from a distance. The ancient grassland tribe priests used this method to "bless" the warriors of their tribe on the battlefield, giving them an advantage in horseback archery during grassland battles - but despite this "blessing", the tribe still perished in the history of grassland fighting.

If they were fighting an enemy, Marwyn could explain that the king was using magic to distort the enemy's vision, making it difficult for them to see the king's exact location. But this was the Targaryen camp, and it was difficult for Marwyn to understand such a waste of mental energy.

He took a deep look up the hill, his brows furrowed and his face full of worry.

He wondered if the dragon's changing size was also a trick?

In Summerhall, Marwyn had been so shocked by the king's three-headed dragon's magic of changing size freely that he still hasn't recovered to this day. He felt that the foundation of mystical knowledge that he had built up over the past few decades was collapsing.

Ordinary people can quickly accept that the dragon's enlargement and shrinkage is magic, and think that magic is something beyond common sense. But in Marwyn's eyes, the king's three-headed dragon is full of unreasonable things that are out of common sense in mysticism.

After witnessing it with his own eyes, Marwyn found that all his knowledge could not explain this magic. He was extremely curious and shocked, and was eager to find the king to discuss the secret. However, he also knew that the king would never tell him the secret, just as the king would not tell him the secret of hatching dragons.

Marwyn could only hope that the Citadel had the knowledge he needed, and that the king would keep his promise and make the Citadel's knowledge open to him.

It can be said that at this moment, Dr. Marwyn hopes more than anyone else that the king will take over the Southland as soon as possible so that he can be taken back to Oldtown and acquire the knowledge in the Citadel.

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The scouts had brought back much the same news that Viserys had just found time to see: there was an army about three days' march from the fork in the road. The banner was green with a golden rose on it.

"Based on their campfires, there should be about 20,000 people," Oberon said.

"Is it your father?" Viserys asked Willas Tyrell, who was sitting beside him with a sad face. The heir to Highgarden was exhausted and had traveled all the way at full speed. He had just caught up with the troops at the front line less than half a day ago.

Now Vilas can only sigh that it is fortunate that he caught up.

"It should be my brother Garlan," said Vilas. "Your Majesty, please give me a horse, and I will set out to the camp immediately and lead the entire army out of the camp to swear allegiance to you."

Franklyn "Old Hawk", Lord of Skyrim and Keeper of the Prince's Pass, said, "As far as I know, the Lord of Highgarden is your father, Mace Tyrell?"

Willas laughed dryly and responded: "I am the heir to Highgarden. My father entrusted me with Highgarden and asked me to serve the true king."

Lord Fowler laughed: "I heard that the Duke of Mace served the false king Tommen in King's Landing. Could it be that the Duke of Mace has two real kings in his heart?"

"." Willas forced a smile, "Now that I am here, it is enough to show that there is only one king in my heart, Lord Viserys." "Sir Willas, let me make it clear first." Prince Oberyn said, "We can't wait for you for long. Your Majesty's letter has spread throughout the southern border. We, the vassals, must send His Majesty to Highgarden as soon as possible and accept the service of the southern lords. We don't want the southern vassal who received the letter to arrive at Highgarden only to find that the king is still outside the city."

Willas was now only thankful that he had asked Garlan to be on guard against Dorne, otherwise he would have surrendered at the gates of Highgarden. Although both were surrenders, there was a difference between surrendering outside the city and surrendering at the gates of the city.

Viserys concluded: "Willas, you only get one chance."

Viserys had no time to fight with Highgarden. Although the enemy had 20,000 men and he only had 10,000, Viserys still chose to attack with his entire army after consulting Oberyn, and did not intend to confront Highgarden.

Now the two sides were only three days' journey apart, and their scouts had already discovered each other, so there was no need to hide any longer and they could march forward openly.

The outer area of ​​Highgarden was a vast plain, with only some forests to hide soldiers, and the scouts sent by Oberyn checked all the possible ambushes nearby. After confirming that the defenders of Highgarden had no ambushes to cut off the retreat, Viserys ordered to speed up the march, in order to reach a distance of one day's march from the enemy as soon as possible, to exert the maximum pressure and force them to surrender as soon as possible.

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"We have 20,000 men, and the Dornish army has only 10,000. The master is still in King's Landing, and there is no order from the Lord. How can we surrender without a fight? 20,000 men from the Reach surrendering to 10,000 Dornishmen is the greatest humiliation the Reach has ever suffered. If we surrender today, how can we hold our heads up in the face of these Dornishmen in the future?"

Willas did not expect that there were still some people in the army who were unwilling to surrender. They were mainly some mortal enemies of Dorne and families with hatred, such as Oakheart of Ancient Oak City, Fossoway of Cider Hall, and some families with ulterior motives.

"We surrender to the Targaryen king, not to Dorne."

"The Targaryen King brought more than 10,000 benefactors with him. Isn't that contemptuous?"

"And dragons."

"I am sorry, Lord Willas, but I must wait for Ser Baelor to make the decision. I believe that Oldtown has received King Targaryen's letter, and Ser Baelor will bring news."

A knight from the Kui family said, "Lord Willas, if you don't want us to fight, please allow me to take the Kui family's army back. I can't make a decision for the family master before getting the order from him."

A member of the Bisbury family followed hesitantly: "Please also allow the Bisbury family's army to return."

The Cotoine Family

"The Bulwer Family"

These families were all vassals of the Hightower family. Although the summoned knights all claimed that they could not represent their families, Willas felt that his authority was challenged.

Garlan Tyrell stood up for his brother. "You will refuse to obey the orders of the South to protect the heir of the family?"

"No, Ser Garlan, we just can't make this choice when the master is not here. I believe you and Lord Willas can understand us. The Duke of Mace has not returned yet, and our master is not here. We were called to fight for Tyrell, but since the two lords don't want to fight, then why not allow us to take the troops back?"

No matter what they said, Willas only looked at the knights of the Hightower family. The attitudes of these families actually lay on the summoned Sir Hightower.

The Ser Galvin Hightower said anxiously, "Lord Willas, can you ask King Targaryen to give us a few more days until we receive the letter from the head of the family, and then decide what to do?"

"His Majesty Viserys's army will arrive tomorrow. Are you determined to fight for the false king instead of swearing allegiance to the true king?"

As soon as these words came out, the military meeting was in an uproar. Willas did not expect that Ser Tanton Fossoway of Cider Hall would stand on his side at this time. But it was reasonable to think about it. Cider Hall was very close to Highgarden. If there was an accident, Cider Hall and Highgarden would be the first places in the South to bear the brunt. Fossoway just didn't want to surrender to Dorne, but he was not really stubborn and wanted to go against the king with dragons.

"Ser Tanton, how can you say that? We are just waiting for a letter from the master of the house. To be honest, I also want to be loyal to His Majesty Viserys, but now I have the army that the master of the house trusts me. If the master has other ideas, how can I call myself an honorable 'knight'?" Galvan Hightower responded.

Willas narrowed his eyes and looked at his brother Garland, and saw that he also had doubts in his eyes.

"Sir Calvin, do you want to?"

"Please allow me to take the Hightower army back and wait for Ser Baelor to make a decision."

Willas's eye twitched, incredulous that the Hightowers seemed to have other ideas.

(End of this chapter)