Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 187: Blockade of the Sea Area and Purchase of Military Forces

Ultimately, Rhaenyra was unable to get Lord Bermond to come to King's Landing.

But there is another gain.

The vestibule of Storm's End.

"your Highness?"

Lady Elena looked nervous, with excitement hidden in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Syrax is very docile."

Rhaenyra laughed.

She could already see that the other party was eager to try, and she wanted to jump up on the spot.

"Roar!"

Syracuse shook his head in dissatisfaction.

invalid objection.

Soon, the two women rode on the luxurious dragon saddle covered with special fur, one after the other.

"It's always like this the first time, don't be afraid."

Rhaenyra held Lady Elena's waist and tied the chain securely.

A gorgeous blush flashed across Lady Elena's face.

"Hiss!"

Syrax flapped his wings, took two steps and suddenly took off.

The guards in the vestibule looked at each other and vaguely heard their wives' excited screams.

"Whatever you are looking at, go do what you should do!"

Boros went out and cursed.

His father could not bear the fatigue of the journey, so he and his wife went to King's Landing instead.

Elena, who has fantasies about dragons, begs Rhaenyra to give her a ride.

Not only did he lose his wife's company, he also had to travel by himself in a carriage.

Rhaenyla said.

You are a wild boar spirit, chasing the dragon and eating its ashes.

……

In a blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Stone Steps Islands.

After the first Dorne invasion, His Royal Highness the Prince learned from his mistakes and decided not to remain passive.

The north-south boundary is Bloodstone Island and Grey Gallows Island.

Two thousand navy, one thousand royal fleet, five hundred Tas Island fleet, three thousand Second Sons...

About 7,000 people, rearranged.

The Second Sons were split into two and stationed on two islands.

The remaining navy formed a patrol fleet and spread a large net around the two islands.

Let’s ignore the ships of the seven countries for now.

Ships from the Free Trade City-States were intercepted and high tolls were charged.

Dorne's ship was sunk on the spot.

The Dornishmen might follow the Summer Sea to Lys or Volantis.

But don't even think about maritime trade with the Three Kingdoms, Braavos and other city-states through the Stepstones.

Directly block Dorne’s access to the strait sea.

Implement a strategic blockade.

Your Highness is so stingy.

If the fleet was not insufficient and time was not running out, they would have wanted to block the mouth of the Green Blood River.

No one from Yangji City is allowed to go to sea.

See how the Dornish buy scarce goods such as salt, iron, and cloth.

Bloodstone Island, on the Bund.

A Dornish freighter docked and the prisoners were taken aboard in small boats.

"Your Majesty, a total of 200,000 gold dragons have arrived."

Lord Cameron's face flushed as he spoke cheerfully.

Aemon laughed and said, "The Dornishmen are not afraid of death, but we will not kill them either."

Take prisoners?

The old way, notify Prince Kooren of Yangji City to pay for the ransom.

Considering that Dorne is not as wealthy as the Free Cities, His Royal Highness mercifully lowered the price.

Ordinary soldiers don't need money.

Eight hundred gold dragons per knight.

Two thousand gold dragons for a minor noble.

A great noble or noble earl, 100,000 gold dragons.

Keoren Martell dared not refuse the redemption, and had to swallow his anger.

Send someone to redeem the person in disgrace.

"Your Majesty is indeed wise and capable, able to take money out of the pockets of the barbaric Dornishmen."

Earl Cameron kept saying nice things as if they were free.

The Stormlands and Dorne have been enemies for generations.

It was quite satisfying to see the Dornishmen get humiliated.

"Well, you and Sir Ryan and the others should guard the Stepstones. It's time for me to leave."

Aemon smiled and stood up.

Earl Cameron looked embarrassed and swallowed the words he wanted to say.

Aemon didn't care and rode on the back of Wormithor's dragon.

With a thunderous roar, it headed towards Tyrosh.

……

noon.

Tyrosh, port.

More than a dozen large ships entered the sea, raising the three-point flag of the dragon eagle and the green seahorse flag.

"The sea is no safer than land, and the journey is long. Are you sure you want to take the risk?"

Collis asked with a frown.

"Of course, the purpose of saving money is to spend it."

Aemon laughed.

Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Corliss nodded slightly and said, "It just so happens that I have some goods to sell from Volantis and Slaver's Bay, so I will let Lanino go with me."

In addition, a weathered first mate was sent to command the fleet.

Yimeng put away his smile and said solemnly, "Thank you."

After spending so much time in the disputed area, I have saved a lot of money.

There are also more than 3,000 captured pirates from the Three Women's Kingdom, who can also be sold for some money.

Apart from the Stepstones, an attack on Myr would require a large number of troops.

The valley is his base, so it is okay to temporarily mobilize troops.

After the war, the troops will be returned.

Relying solely on the Second Sons Group is not enough to defend a free trade city-state.

As early as two months ago, he considered using money to "exchange" for a strong and 100% obedient army.

Astapor, Slaver's Bay.

The most famous slave soldier in the world, the Unsullied!
"Lannino, is your dragon full?"

Collis called back.

"All right!"

Under the Blood-Crying Tower at the port, there was a young dragon of light silver color crawling.

Haiyan lay lazily, raised his head and swallowed the goat roasted into charcoal.

Lanino smiled innocently and climbed onto the dragon's back.

"You have to be careful. The good lords and great masters of Slaver's Bay are greedy and cunning. They are not good candidates for doing business."

Collis exhorted.

"Be careful on the road."

Rhaenys hugged her nephew and forgot about her son.

Lanino laughed awkwardly.

"come back earlier."

Lanaer held Aemon's face in her hands, stood on tiptoe, and pressed a strawberry on his forehead.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

Aemon was very generous.

First, the ancient Ghis Empire was destroyed by the Freehold Empire, and then the "Mother of Dragons" Daenerys overthrew its rule.

The Slave Bay is a place that is naturally nemesis of the Dragon King family.

"Hiss-"

With a roar, Womisol carried the driver who waved goodbye and soared into the clouds.

The sea smoke chirped melodiously and flapped its wings in pursuit. The two huge dragons were very fast and caught up with the fleet that was sailing away.

They hovered above the fleet like gods protecting it.

"Don't worry, Wormithal."

Aemon spoke softly, looking back across the strait.

……

Meanwhile, Mill.

The city-state is located on the west coast of Essos, protected by a huge and calm bay, the Myr Sea.

To the east of the city-state, there is a Valyrian Road extending out.

Myr was considered one of the most advanced Free Cities, and was renowned for its arts and learning.

With a large population, every day is very noisy.

Right now,

Myr was heavily defended, and the city walls were filled with patrols from the garrison.

The port was forced to open and ships of all sizes were moored.

After being defeated, the Tyroshi mercenaries flocked here to recuperate.

Mercenaries are roughly equivalent to bad guys.

With so many bad guys wandering into the city-state, one can imagine how much trouble it will cause to Governor Mill and its residents.

The garrison was patrolling back and forth when they suddenly saw an inconspicuous small sailboat entering the harbor.

After the war broke out, no merchants came for a long time.

Wait for the small sailboat to dock.

Members of the garrison stepped forward and asked, "Who are you and where are you from?"

"Businessman."

A graceful figure walked off the boat, wearing a long black gauze dress.

The garrison members were puzzled and looked up to see the cargo boxes on the schooner.

The box was very ordinary, with a bunch of enchanting black roses in full bloom painted on it.

Johanna had a charming face and smiled faintly: "There are our partners in the city, can we come in?"

A young man in emerald armor walked out from behind him and threw out a rattling purse.

The garrison members frowned.

Johanna kept smiling and took out a token.

The garrison members' expressions changed.

That seemed to be a governor's pass.

"Enter!"

After receiving the money, it is better to do less than more.

"Let's go~"

Johanna swayed and led people ashore.

A dozen men in red robes walked out of the small sailboat, picked up the cargo boxes as usual and followed.

……

Time flies, a month later.

Volantis.

"Hiss-"

"Hiss!"

Two giant dragons flew one after the other over the vast summer sea.

"Wuhu!~"

On Haiyan's dragon back, Lannino cheered.

He did not inherit his father's adventurous character, but riding a dragon and flying also made him feel excited.

"There's a small island ahead."

Aemon yelled.

Lanino tilted his head and listened attentively to his little cousin's voice.

Womisol flew too high and always flew higher than Haiyan.

The distance is too far and I can't hear clearly.

Fortunately, the two of them developed a tacit understanding.

Soon, a piece of it landed on the nameless green island surrounded by the sea.

"Phew, that's refreshing."

Lannino wiped his sweat and was overjoyed.

Aemon took out a palm-leaf fan from the Yi people and fanned himself vigorously. "Go a little further and we'll soon reach the Valyrian Peninsula."

To be precise, it should be called the Sea of Smoke.

"We have reached Slaver's Bay, and this trip is complete."

Lanino moved forward to catch the wind.

It was May, and the summer sea was incredibly hot.

Riding a dragon and flying in the sky, the wind is warm.

Targaryens are resistant to fire, but not to humidity.

Accustomed to the climate of Westeros, I felt almost suffocating in the summer sea.

"Stay away from me, don't let your sister down."

Aemon stepped back cautiously.

"I don't."

Lannino was ashamed.

Actually, I have a little idea.

The journey is long, and the round trip takes at least three months.

If there is a storm at sea or business is bad, it may last more than half a year.

Take this opportunity to cultivate some feelings...

"It's better to have none at all."

Aemon's eyes seemed to be looking at birth.

Lannino's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He wiped the sweat off and said, "Cousin, I have something in my heart that I have always wanted to ask you for advice."

"Think about it carefully first."

Aemon stepped back, holding Wormithor in front of him.

"That's not the case."

Lannino was very anxious.

Eamon: ...

It turns out that Nan Tong is a man with ideas and many schemes.

"Just hear me out."

Lanino looked confused and stammered, "How do you and Damon get along?"

Aemon looked surprised.

Is there something wrong with his brain that makes him ask such a stupid question?

Is there any need to ask about my relationship with Damon?

"Cousin, believe me, I really have my reasons."