Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 201 Prince of Oldtown
The midsummer wind blew through the newly built palace in the old town. The silver-haired man glanced out the window at his sons who were fighting with wooden swords, and continued to write his letter to his brother.

After Dragonzel returned to Dragon's Nest, Prince Viserys initially completed his plan and drove a wedge into the Riverlands. Although the effect was poor, Viserys believed that this proved that the royal influence had returned to the Riverlands. The Stormlands had the support of the royal family and might be able to be incorporated into the royal camp. As for the Vale, the Westerlands and the North, the royal family was indeed powerless now.

The key now is the southern river bay.

So Prince Viserys asked King Aegon to take over Oldtown. Although Aegon was reluctant to let go of his beloved brother, at Viserys's insistence, he acquiesced to Viserys' "willfulness" this time.

After Viserys flew to Oldtown with his children and wife, Aegon slowly offered his blessings and approval.

He named Viserys "Prince of Oldtown", recognized Prince Viserys's rule over the crown of Oldtown, and sent material resources and a temporary conscription order.

King Aegon, who had regained the title of "Protector of the Realm", now had the power to mobilize the national army. He ordered the Governor of the Riverland, Lord Lyonel Tyrell of Highgarden, and Lord Redwyne of the Arbor to send troops to support Viserys.

After several months of fighting, with the joint efforts of Redwyne's navy and Igarath, the pirates and smugglers who once occupied the mouth of the Mead River were finally completely wiped out, and the restoration of the old town began to proceed in an orderly manner.

"To my dear brother, His Majesty King Aegon II of House Targaryen:
I have settled down in Oldtown. Gods of War, if I had not arrived in Oldtown in person to deal with the problems facing this city, I would not have believed that the second largest city in Westeros would have fallen to this point. Four governors have rotated, but they have not brought the Iron Throne a single gold dragon. To be honest, I even think that my father and brother were deceived. Of all the governors of Oldtown, only the fourth governor was still respectable. The first governor was responsible for the great migration of the Citadel and the Church. He made a fortune in the process, but caused the economy of Oldtown to collapse. He went to see the Stranger before he had time to deal with this problem. Seven layers of hell! When I first arrived in Oldtown, there were only more than 10,000 registered people in Oldtown. Of course, the actual population must be far more than this number, but they would not pay taxes. The city area almost collapsed, but the port area was exceptionally prosperous.

Your Majesty, if our captives are not lying, these merchant ships smuggling goods in the port area are even suspected of slave trade. Each of their ships does not need to pay any taxes, and as long as they give the governor enough bribes, they can even use the warehouses in the port area without rent. We saw mountains of grain, coins, silk, and countless goods that can bring at least tens of thousands of gold dragons to the kingdom. Seven layers of hell, I can't imagine how short-sighted the second and third governors are, and how greedy they are to allow such foolish behavior, but the gods also punished them. The first governor appointed by my brother died of an overdose of lamprey pie and drinking. I suspect someone murdered him, but I have no evidence. The second governor was appointed by my father, but I guess my father didn't expect that this guy would dare to fool him like this.

The second and third governors were both clowns and fools despised by the old and new gods. I dare not imagine how much money they made in this position, but it was also the blessing of the seven gods that the second governor died after a few years in office. The third governor was a fool who took the money but did not do the job properly and was robbed by the smugglers. Only the fourth governor wanted to revive the old town, but unfortunately he offended the smugglers who had already formed a huge force in the old town and was poisoned by them and turned into a fool.

However, Your Majesty, please rest assured that Duke Leonor has provided me with 4,500 fully equipped infantry and 1,500 cavalry, Earl Redwyn has brought 100 warships, and I also have Igaras."

Viserys's pen paused, but he continued writing.

"And Prince Ringol's Star Song. I don't know why he appeared in the sky above the Reach on a dragon, but when he found us in a tough battle - that was our last naval battle near the Isle of Conquest. The pirates and smugglers who occupied the ruins of the towering tower and the small islands outside the river mouth gathered a huge fleet, about 200 ships, trying to break through the blockade of Earl Redwyne. Some of their warships were equipped with scorpion crossbows. Igarath was too small. Although it was sturdy and had thick scales, it was still difficult to resist the spears fired by the scorpion crossbow. The power of Igarath's dragon flame would decrease in the safe altitude, so we had a hard time in that battle. Igarath was even hit by an arrow - bless the Seven Gods, the spear was too far away and could not penetrate Igarath's scales.

Just as the pirates were about to break through, Prince Ringol rode Starsong to join the battle."

Viserys paused again, this time to think longer, but finally dipped his pen into the ink and continued writing.

"It turns out that Xingge is indeed a special dragon. Whether in size, the thickness and hardness of its scales, or the power of its dragon flame, it is far superior to the dragons of the family. The enemy ships that Igaras was somewhat helpless against were more fragile than butter under Xingge's dragon flame. Wherever its silver-gold dragon flame swept, there was no enemy ship that did not catch fire and sink. To be honest, Your Majesty, I hope you can understand what I mean. Xingge will definitely become the most important dragon of the Vareses family after Wormisol."

Viserys realized that he had said too much, and after thinking for a while, he crossed out the sentence after "To be honest". He tore off this part of the letter and continued to write some of his experiences after the war on a new piece of letter paper.

"With the help of Star Song, we quickly turned all these pirate ships into ashes. There are no more pirates and smugglers in the Mead River - at least for now.

Prince Lingol refused our hospitality after the war. He seemed anxious to return to the borderland. I failed to persuade him and could only express my gratitude verbally. After dealing with these termites, I began to restore the order of the old town and the economy of the city.

Your Majesty, Oldtown is the hub of the Reach leading to the sea. The Mander River flows slowly and is full of reefs. Although the Mander River is larger than the Mead River in terms of scale and watershed, the Mead River flows faster, has abundant water, and does not have any messy shallows and reefs. When the Hightower family ruled here, they did a very good job in dredging the river and water conservancy projects. We can fully inherit the Hightower family's legacy and restore the Mead River's important water conservancy role in the Reach.

Facts have proven that the role of the Mead River is irreplaceable given the economic situation in the Reach. Duke Leonor Tyrell's attempt to build a port city at the mouth of the Mander River and Prince Ray's attempt to build a port at the South Reach all ended in failure. I plan to re-establish the port area system and the Royal Mint, and gradually restore the vitality of the city. If my plan can be carried out smoothly, in the near future, Oldtown will provide the royal family with no less than 700,000 gold dragons in tax revenue each year, which will greatly enrich the treasury reserves. At the same time, the royal family's participation in Oldtown can also effectively cooperate with Duke Tyrell's governance. "

Viserys wrote a lot, and the new Prince of Oldtown was now full of ambition, while his wife Lady Lara looked at their new home with some excitement.

Before learning that Viserys had officially become the Prince of Oldtown, the Rogare family had already taken action. They decisively arrived in Oldtown in advance to help maintain order in the city and opened a bank in the port area. Rogare Bank was also an important financier of Viserys' reconstruction of Oldtown, and they provided most of the funds. In order to take care of Lady Lara, Viserys ordered a Lys-style palace to be built for his wife in Oldtown for her to live in, and even acquiesced to her worshipping the goddess of lust, who was denounced as a false god by the Church of the Seven, in the palace.

When the old town began to develop rapidly.

valley.

After thousands of years of rampage, the mountain clans met their end.

Some mountain wildlings chose to lay down their weapons, walk out of the mountains, and join the lords of the valley. As the outpost for the Andals to land, the valley has the strongest Andal cultural atmosphere, but it also retains a large number of traditions of the ancestors. For example, the mountain clans are all descendants of the ancestors, and the Royce family, the most powerful military nobles in the valley, were once the kings of the ancestors.

They still retain many of the customs of their ancestors.

Another part of the mountain barbarians chose to fight to the death. Under the leadership of the Burning People, they fought a bloody battle with the Valley Knights and the frontier infantry from the south who were proficient in mountain warfare.

But the end result was that the blood of the savages was shed.

But the enemies are increasing in number.

Until the last group of savages who were unwilling to lay down their arms were forced into their last stronghold, a mountain towering into the clouds.

The Burning People inherited the castle left by the original owner of the mountain - a small castle built on the top of the mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The wild people shuttled through the caves in the mountains and carried out guerrilla warfare in the forests that covered the mountains, resisting the attacks of archers in the valley and mountain people in the border areas.

They were driven out of the cave by frontier soldiers who were equally proficient in mountain warfare and cave digging, but were better equipped, with almost everyone wearing chain mail, leather armor, and steel weapons.

Lord Joffrey Arryn placed a bounty on the scalp and ear of a wildling, and piles of gold dragons were kept at the Gates of the Moon, ready for distribution to soldiers in the Vale and the Marches.

This made all the soldiers go crazy.

Every cave was filled with blood, and every forest was filled with screams.

But the savages still resisted. Relying on the rugged terrain of the mountains, they finally held their last fortress.

Then. The dragon arrived.

One head, two heads, three heads.
The first to arrive was the purple Tyrekesh, which Lord Joffrey Velaryon rode to the last bastion, but he did not launch the attack first, but waited for the reinforcements promised by Lord Joffrey.

During these years, Lord Joffrey Velaryon was busy building the royal fleet and the bloodline of the Velaryon family. He and Princess Alexandra gave birth to a healthy daughter, and Velaryon's illegitimate sons Adam and Alyn were also recruited by Lord Joffrey as experienced captains and sailors during this period.

He quickly became famous in the royal fleet. It was said that his polite and handsome brother Adam was favored by Earl Joffrey, who even intended to marry him.

Of course, these are just rumors, after all, Lord Joffrey's daughter is still too young.

Reinforcements arrived before sunset.

The first to land was Womithor. This tyrant beast, whose size was even comparable to that of the mountain, set fire to the forest where the savages were hiding as soon as it landed. After the fire died down, the charred bodies of the savages and bare mountains were everywhere.

The last of the savages were forced to leave their camp in the mountains and forests and retreat into the fortress.

Then came Silver Wing. Valar was still a strong warrior, but the long period of peace had gradually caused differences between this twin brother of Longzel and his older brother.

In short, Valar is fat.

Shadow Nightmare and Dawn arrived shortly afterwards.

Almost all the fighting dragons of the Varese family came out.

"The Burning Tribe will never surrender."

"The flames will only be our glory."

This was the wildlings' response after Lord Joffrey's declaration of war was shot into the fortress.

It was obvious that these uneducated fellows had no idea what was going on in Harrenhal.

They paid the price for their ignorance.

The reply was written in flames.

It is said that Valar laughed out loud after seeing the wildling's reply, while Longzier and Rey said nothing, and Danyla was still worrying about how to wear leather armor.

The last voice to respond to the wildlings was Valar's.

"No, fools, the flames are not your glory."

"The fire is your death knell."

But these words ultimately failed to reach the ears of the savages hiding in the fortress.

Because after the moon rose completely, the mountain was like a lit candle, illuminating the night sky of the valley.

Wormisol was the first to sound the alarm about the flames.

Its golden dragon flame melted the stone walls of the fortress in the blink of an eye, turning anyone who came into contact with its dragon flame into a pool of ashes in an instant.

Then, a group of dragons took off into the air and spewed deadly dragon flames at the fortress.

Wait until the sun rises.

Where the fortress once stood on the top of the mountain, all that remained was a pool of muddy water from melted rocks and indelible ashes.

The screams fell silent.

Glory to the flame.

Unfortunately, it wasn't a savage, but a silver dragon.

The dragon once again demonstrated its greatness, just as it did at Harrenhal.

When the dragon flame on the top of the mountain goes out.

The valley bid farewell to its old enemy once and for all.

The mountain savages became history.

(End of this chapter)