Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 198: The Expedition of Ringol (Twenty) The Dragon Descends from the Sky
"Your Highness Lingol."

The boat slowly docked at the edge of the causeway, and Brandon Reed jumped onto the causeway with an agility that was no less than that of a young man. He was also a small man, even shorter than Jiujian Carey, but Ringol saw a hint of danger in the leader of the Greywater Watch.

This is a dangerous warrior.

"I'm sorry, as requested by His Royal Highness Prince Longzel, I can't provide you with much help." Brandon Reed signaled his maester to come forward with his eyes. The gray-clothed maester nodded, took the medicine and needle and thread from the boat, deftly cut open Regen's clothes with a pair of small scissors, and began to treat the wounds on the boy's body.

Lingol took a deep breath and tried to suppress the impulse in his heart: "Captain Brandon, what else did my father say to you?" He looked into Brandon's deep green eyes: "I hope you can tell me everything you can tell me."

Brandon Reed looked up at Ringol and nodded slightly. "Your Highness Ringol, I have no reason to hide anything from you, but Prince Longzel did not tell me the specifics. I can only tell you what I know. Prince Longzel hopes that your journey will make you understand that as the future patriarch of the Vareses family and the master of the princedom of the borderland, you must be more mature and see the situation in Westeros with your own eyes."

He paused. Few lords would pay attention to the situation in the North. Longzel was one of the few southern lords who would truly provide support to the North. In the long winter that had passed, the border princes provided a large amount of food to the North from the sea, and the Silver Blood Bank also provided loans to the North.

The North did not have to pay much, only a part of the minerals, and many precious animals and plants were used as collateral. After the arrival of spring, when the mines in the North regained their vitality, a steady stream of transport ships set out from White Harbor, loaded with high-quality iron ore, copper ore, precious gems, unrefined silver ore, and countless furs, precious woods, rare animals and plants, and headed for Wine Harbor and Silver Crown Harbor.

The lords believed that this was already very favorable conditions. With the support of large amounts of grain from the south, even the Great Wall did not fall into the dilemma of food shortage this winter. The swamp people even rarely allowed the elderly to go to the swamp in winter.

Brandon Reed will always remember these.

The North never forgets.

"Besides, he has an important mission for you."

Lingol had an expression that said, "As expected." He knew that his father would not do anything unnecessary. If he asked him to go to the North, he must have his reasons.

"Lord Creggan will be waiting for you in the New Lands," Brandon Reed said. "In my dream I saw you heading for the snow-covered forest. The Wolfwood in the north is no longer covered with snow, so that forest must be the one beyond the Wall." There was a hint of fear in his voice: "The Haunted Forest."

Beyond the Great Wall?

Why should I go there?
Could it be that.
"You'll know when you get there," Brandon said. "Prince Longzel only told us that the Ice Song has not yet begun its chapter, but no one knows when it will raise its baton. The prince's blood is filled with magical power, which is the climax of the Fire Song. It is naturally repelled by the Ice Song, so he cannot explore beyond the Great Wall."

"I understand." Lingol nodded. It seemed that his father was not at ease and was only telling him verbally what he should do. He wanted him to go and see the north with his own eyes.

"Your Highness, his wound has been treated." The maester interrupted the conversation between Brandon and Ringol. The maester was indeed a very skilled doctor. He removed the arrowhead neatly, applied a special ointment to the wound, sutured it fairly well, and bandaged the wound with clean gauze. "He will be fine after the effect of the sleepy tree sap wears off."

Lingol fumbled around for a while, took out a gold royal, and put it in the hand of the bachelor: "Master, this is my reward."

"Your Highness, this..." The scholar didn't dare to take it, but seeing Lingol's determined eyes, he accepted it anyway.

Prince Ringol was indeed as the rumors said.

The bachelor bowed in gratitude and returned to the boat. Calculating the time, the Grey Water Watch would soon change position again with the changes in the swamp, so they could not stay too long.

"That's roughly what His Royal Highness told us." Brandon Reed finished telling us the information he knew.

Lingol thought for a while and said, "Thank you for your honesty, Chief Brandon. Could I trouble you to write a letter to Dragon's Nest?"

"Okay." Brandon glanced at Regen, who was still in a coma, and the corpse of the wildling that was gradually sinking to the bottom of the swamp. As a lord, he probably understood what Ringol wanted to do: "Your Highness, Prince Longzel should not be able to interfere in the affairs of the valley."

"Father he will."

Ringol said without hesitation.

"Father will understand my anger," he said calmly.

But Brandon once again felt the rage in Ringol's eyes.

"Okay, I'll release the raven for you."

"Thank you for your hard work, Chief Brandon."

"It is an honor, Your Highness."

Watching the boat slowly leave, Lingol rushed to Lei Geng's side and stood up after making sure Lei Geng was fine.

Old James's body was still there.

"Brother Sage, you were the one who found this old guy, right?" Ringol understood everything and could naturally guess that even if James had ten times the courage, this experienced old knight would not risk such a great danger to attack him.

The Faceless Sage, oh, no, his father must have promised old James something, so he would be willing to take such a risk.

"What did my father promise him?" Lingol pointed to the center of his forehead: "Land, wealth, title? Where did my father promise to give him the fiefdom?"

"Alas," Faceless Sage sighed, but was still very pleased and nodded with satisfaction. "Dunstonbury, from today on, there will no longer be a bastard knight named James Hill. He will get a noble surname and a small castle, and Earl Luca Strong will become his feudal lord."

"Even if Count Luca doesn't know that there is a new wealthy knight in his territory?"

Although the lords never cared about these things, they would be happy to have another wealthy knight who could provide taxes and swords.

Ringo said in his heart.

"Yes," said the Faceless Man Sage, smiling, "Are you going to punish him?"

Ringol shook his head: "He has received enough punishment." He looked at the body of old Jaime on the ground. Regen's sword left several deep wounds on his body. He knew that even if the Faceless Man Sage and his father could bring him back to life, it would leave him with unspeakable pain.

But I guess old James wouldn't care.

"I will take him away." The Faceless One Saiqi smiled. "Chief Jiujian will provide us with a ship, Your Highness. There will be no more tests from His Royal Highness on the road ahead."

Ringol nodded, signaling the Faceless Man Sage that he could leave.

There is no need for them to stay here anymore.

The pale sun sank slowly into the swamps in the west.

Albin Fairman was not used to his new surname yet, but he quickly adapted to his identity as a sworn knight of the dragon rider and stood guard dutifully.

This made Alarion feel a little embarrassed, after all, the task of standing guard should be his.

"Your Highness, run! There is a trap ahead!"

This was the first sentence Lei Geng said when he woke up.

When Lingol heard this, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat, but he still held it back.

The young man thrashed around with his teeth bared and his wound was torn, but he didn't feel any particular pain.

The bachelor added a little juice of the sleepy tree to the gauze used for bandaging. This dose was not enough to make people fall asleep, but it could effectively relieve pain. Although it was not as effective as sweet sleep flower or poppy milk, it was non-addictive.

Regen gnashed his teeth in pain, and then he noticed Ringol and Elarion surrounding him with concerned faces, and Albin who had been secretly glancing at him.

"Your Highness, is it safe?"

Lingol still couldn't hold back, he hugged Lei Geng tightly, trying to hold back the tears in his eyes.

Gods be to you, I almost lost a buddy.

Lei Geng, on the other hand, felt a little helpless after being held like that.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I'm fine, I'm fine, you don't have to be like this"

“I don’t care!” Ringol yelled, letting his tears return to his eyes, his voice gradually lowered: “I’m so glad you’re okay.”

At this time, in the distant Dragon Nest City.

In the dragon cave, Xingge roared and climbed out of his lair. Longzel stood calmly at the entrance of the dragon cave. This time, Longzel did not stop it.

"Go, Xingge, Lingol needs you."

He stretched.

Xingge glanced at Longzel, flapped his wings without hesitation, and jumped down from the entrance of the dragon's cave.

The next moment, a giant dragon as dark as the night roared like a dragon ballad, soared into the sky, and flew towards the north.

"Brother, can we move our muscles too?" Valar was a little excited. He happened to see his brother heading towards the dragon's lair, so he followed him.

"No, we need a legitimate reason." Longzel said, "You know the temper of Lingol. He suffered at the hands of the wild men from the Valley Clan."

The bearded prince smiled.

"He will not rest. The dragon will unleash his wrath upon the mountains of the valley, and those lawless wildlings will learn of the dragon's wrath."

"Valar, tell Rey, Danyla, and Rhaena if she wants to experience war." Longzier said calmly: "Lord Joffrey has asked for our support in the previous letter. Lord Joffrey of Tidehead has already flown to the Eyrie on Tyrex."

Longzel looked upward.

Vermithor let out a low growl.

"The savages of the valley should pay the price they deserve."

north.

Lei Geng's physical condition was still quite good. His wounds healed quickly under the superb medical skills of the well-trained bachelor, and the group left Jingze.

They walked through the desolate tombs of the ancestors. In Barrowtown, Earl Dustin received them warmly, not because of Ringol's identity, but because they were knights, and they politely asked the castle owner for food and lodging.

The North respects warriors, especially those who follow the rules.

In Barrowton, Ringol learned that a war was imminent.

After a long winter, the wildlings outside the Wall suffered heavy losses, and the winter also consumed their food reserves. The hungry wildlings outside the Wall made a decision, just like the people of the North once did - to move south.

Countless savages began to gather.

Jason Lannister, the commander-in-chief of the Wall, discovered the movements of the wildlings. Although his black army was well-trained and well-fed, their numbers were still too small and the number of cavalry was insufficient.

So Jason sent a messenger to make a request to Cregan Stark.

They will work together to annihilate this savage army of tens of thousands of people.

The leader of this wildling army did not call himself the King Beyond the Wall, but was very low-key. That Thenn knew very well that after the long winter, there were not many wildlings outside the Wall left alive.

This army of 50,000 men, women, young and old is nothing compared to the armies of the kings beyond the Wall in the past.

So he played very cautiously.

After leaving Barrowton, Ringol and his companions headed north. Because of what Leader Brandon said, they did not enter Winterfell, but went directly north to the new gift of land.

The black soil of the north and the pale sun in the sky reflect each other, and between them are countless blinking eyes.

There were countless standing spears.

A pale sun on a black background, a Shackle-Breaking Giant on a red background, steel-armored fists, a standing black bear, a white mermaid, a bloody skinned man, an moose with a pair of huge horns, two crossed black-handled rusty axes and a black crown, and a red horse.

Ringol saw countless flags of the Northern lords, and of course, they were all eventually clustered around countless wolf flags in the army formation.

"Are the wildlings going to be let in?" Ringol looked at Lord Cregan Stark beside him with some doubt. His disguise failed to deceive this perceptive man. After they were discovered by the wolf scouts, Cregan personally greeted them.

The Duke nodded. "Commander Jason deliberately concealed the news that they had discovered the tunnel under the Great Wall. They destroyed the tunnel after the wildling army passed through. Now these wildlings are at the end of their strength."

"But." Ringol looked towards the distant horizon.

The savage army has gradually appeared in places visible to the naked eye.

But Creggan did not gather a large army. He brought only the elites of each family, and together they numbered no more than 5,000 people. And the black brothers that the Great Wall could mobilize only had 2,000 people.

"Prince Longzel told me that you will bring us a surprise." Duke Creggan was mentally prepared.

Lingol suddenly felt his blood getting hot.

He looked up in surprise.

The five thousand warriors from the North raised their heads at the same time.

They also heard the pleasant voice.

The sky seemed to darken for a moment.

The savages who were running south also saw this scene.

"Ancient Gods"

A savage leader murmured.

(End of this chapter)