Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 339: Damon's Fame

Chapter 339: Damon's Fame

Tyrosh, Archon's Palace.

Kong Yi landed smoothly on the newly built Valyrian-style tower. The dragon coiled like a thick snake, with its head hanging down so that Jacaerys Varezes could enter the palace on top of the tower smoothly.

The palace is not big, but it is more than enough to accommodate the dragon knights sent by the Varese family. It is not open to the public at ordinary times, but this time it was specially cleared out to receive several dragon knights so that they can have a rest.

After finishing the trip to King's Landing, Igor and Damion immediately turned back to the Stepstones, while Serena and Brynden waited and watched for a day after the two of them left. After confirming that Aegon had no desire to intercept them or had no way to intercept them, they also flew to Tyrosh.

Unexpectedly, although Brynden had just ridden the dragon, he rode it very well, and Bloodeye was also surprisingly obedient, which made Serena quite happy.

This showed that his father's guess was correct. The combination of the greenseer's magic and the dragon king's bloodline would produce wonderful results. Perhaps when taming the dragon, the greenseer's skinchanger talent was combined with the Valyrian dragon king's talent for communicating with dragons, allowing Brynden to tame Bloodeye so smoothly? If Brynden was right in telling them what he felt after returning to the room, this was probably the case.

"There is absolutely no need to send out so many dragon riders for this war." Jacaerys said as he jumped off the dragon's back. "No, there is absolutely no need to send out dragon riders. I have seen the Dothraki camp. They are a mob. The so-called 50,000 roaring warriors have no armor. The inferior horses of the Great Grass Sea are not as good as the mixed-blood war horses domesticated for thousands of years by the knight nobles. In front of the armored knights and longbows and heavy crossbows of Westeros, these so-called cavalry are nothing but sitting ducks. The coalition is well prepared. Even if the princes of the conquered lands are not on good terms with each other on weekdays, they still have the comradeship of the previous king. They will not really do anything like standing still when their allies are in trouble."

"Jay, we are aware of all these situations." Orion Vareses calmly interrupted Jakaris's chattering. As the commander of this dispatch, he rode Horvenders and Serena's Sarafathers, and the two dragons were well matched. When they were dispatched, they seemed to be like Wormisol and Silver Wing in the past, enough to deter one side: "We need details."

He looked at the young people on the side, Sebastian Vareses, Damion Vareses, Othiris Vareses, and three generations of dragon knights of the Vareses family were basically present.

Even if you don't need a dragon knight, an opportunity to ride a dragon in actual combat is rare.

"The Dothraki's retreat has been cut off." Jacaerys walked to the map of the Free Cities on the wall and drew a line. "The khalasar of the Great Grass Sea do not value food and fodder as much as the Sons of Aggo. On the contrary, they maintain their ancient traditions and are accustomed to carrying cattle and sheep and looting towns along the way. However, their retreat back to the Great Grass Sea was cut off by the Second Sons. The cavalry of the Osgrey and Bolton families wiped out their tribes that were looting the Lhazareen herds. They are short of food and fodder, and if they attack in a scattered manner, they will be hindered by our stone castles, so they can only be trapped where they are."

Jakaris drew a circle on the map.

“Uncle means that this Karasa is not so much an invading enemy as it is…” Igor said with narrowed eyes.

"A wild boar that has been caught in a trap." Sebastian took over his brother's words.

"Sebastian, you don't hunt." Damion said jokingly, "A wild boar waiting for the hunter's spear."

"You two will be kicked out if you keep joking around." Rhaegon smiled and pointed at each of their heads. "If that's the case, who is the huntsman? King Aegon?"

"He doesn't need it." Jacaerys shook his head. "King Aegon did not become king based on military merit. When he first ascended the throne, he adjusted the fiefs and titles of the conquered lords, and he offended many nobles with military merit. A victory brought by a dragon cannot wash away his stain, but will prove his incompetence."

Igor listened and looked at the map.

He was reviewing the intelligence that Jacaerys had brought back as well as that brought back by Regen and Elena.

The war between the Conquered Lands and the Dothraki lasted for a while, and it was during this period that the Dothraki were turned into wild boars waiting for spears to pierce their hearts. The Conquered Lands became more united than ever before, and it was said that the great knight Sir Quentin "Fireball" Pole, who was sent by King Aegon to execute the King's Order and returned victoriously, led his army to appear outside the Pole family's castle. Herman Pole happily had dinner with his son, and reached a consensus with other princes under the connection of Sir Pole.

Quentin Bol, who brought the king's edict, was also a war hero in the Great Crusade, a famous great knight, and had a strong appeal in the conquered lands. With the cooperation of the Second Sons, the great princes of the conquered lands came together first, and then their vassals.

Then came the supplies from Tyrosh and King's Landing, as well as the "reinforcements" from the Baratheon family across the sea.

Lord Baratheon himself and his grandson Lyonel Baratheon personally led nine thousand Stormland infantry, six hundred anointed and canonized knights, and two thousand cavalry to the familiar port.

The first to attack the Dothraki were the coalition forces of the Osgrey family, the Bolton family and the Red Tully family - Oscar changed the coat of arms and surname in order to distinguish his own Tully from his own family. Anyway, the deceased Kermit Tully and the new Duke Tully would not mind.

Lord Eustace Osgrey and the elderly Oscar the Red Tully led the cavalry to raid the Dothraki barbarians who were besieging the town. The fragile horse cavalry was no match for the armored cavalry of Westeros. Just like in the past, their bows and arrows could not penetrate the heavy armor. Without the power of the horses, the unarmored horse cavalry were no match for the free riders.

Even the huge main force of Karasa suffered heavy casualties after just a brief encounter with the main force of the Blood Lions. Their camp was attacked by the Second Sons, and most of the cattle and sheep they carried were lost.

It is said that the one who led the Second Sons' attack on the camp was Daemon Waters, a bastard knight of rising fame - the youngest knight.

"It seems that our dear King's purpose is very clear."

Igor whispered.

King's Landing, Red Keep.

Aemon sat on a special soft chair and looked expressionlessly at the king who was also sitting on a soft couch.

"What good will this do to the family, brother?"

"Dylan isn't cruel enough"

After a long while, Aegon replied.

"The royal family needs competition to ensure that Targaryen will always be Targaryen, not Targaryen Vareses."

The king said softly.

(End of this chapter)

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