Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 324 The Kohol Volcanoes

"The 'good place' you mentioned, you mean taking me hiking?"

Amon, his face displeased, brushed the dust off his clothes and stood atop the low hill, looking down below.

All mountains are small in themselves; from the top, all mountains appear small.

Standing on the mountaintop, you can see Damon's town nestled in front of a cluster of low mountains. Beyond a forest lies the Gynt River, and upstream is Cohol.

In terms of geographical location alone, it can be considered to have convenient access in all directions.

This fits Damon's persona as a military strategist.

“Kid, don’t let your narrow-minded perspective limit you. In the time you don’t know, I did something that’s no more important than your development of Fire Peak.”

Damon was neither annoyed nor discouraged; a confident smile appeared on his lips.

Imon didn't believe him and held out his hand, gesturing for him to perform.

"Okay."

Damon's smile vanished, his expression turned solemn. He walked to a flat area on the mountaintop covered with shrubs and thorns, pulled out an axe tucked into his waistband, and began hacking wildly.

"Hmm?" Imon asked, puzzled.

Have you already developed a fondness for woodworking axes instead of using the clan sword "Dark Sisters"?

After a vigorous chopping effort, a large area of ​​shrubs and brambles was cleared away.

"come and see."

Damon straightened up, took a breath, and pointed his axe behind a rock.

Imon glanced at the not-so-sharp woodworking axe, remained outwardly calm, and slowly approached it.

He had to be on guard, in case the other person suddenly swung an axe at the back of his head.

After all, you need to wear a helmet when fishing, and climbing mountains... it's not safe for two people.

"Hiss~~"

Seeing this, Damon scoffed, took a step back, picked up a pebble, and threw it.

Imon listened intently and waited for a long time before finally hearing a faint "thump".

! !
Imon's expression changed slightly. He pushed aside the bushes and thorns blocking his path and saw something hidden behind a rock as tall as a person.

A hole ten meters in diameter, surrounded by shrubs and vegetation.

Or rather, a volcano crater!

"This is a dormant volcano. I discovered it shortly after I led my army to Kohor."

Damon smiled slightly, revealing his smugness: "Since the apocalypse, the fourteen fire peaks of the Valyrian Peninsula have fallen, and volcanic landscapes are extremely rare in the world, with only Dragonstone on Dragonstone remaining."

"I'm guessing that Lonely Mountain and First Fire Peak are both related to you, and are being prepared as habitats for the dragons within your family."

How am I doing here?

What else could it be but an unexpected delight?

"What use is it to find a dormant volcano, whose existence is unknown, that even dragons can barely sense?

Imon would never admit it and would instead try to belittle the other party as much as possible.

In fact, it is true.

His physical abilities are extraordinary, and like the children of the forest and the dragons, he is extremely sensitive to magic.

Having climbed the dormant volcano, I couldn't sense any changes in the surrounding fire magic, which only shows that the potential of this dormant volcano is hard to describe.

More than a hundred years later, there were no reports of volcanic eruptions in Kohor, indicating that it had little impact on the family.

"Oh, one dormant volcano is no good, how about a group of volcanoes?"

Damon asked calmly
Imon was taken aback by what he heard, turned his head, and looked around at the surrounding mountains.

Within a radius of fifty miles, there are about twenty mountains of varying sizes. Could it be... all of them?

Damon's lips curled slightly, and a hint of arrogance flashed in his eyes.

That's right!

His unexpected discovery revealed that the twenty-four mountains surrounded by the primeval forest, and even the products of a volcanic vein, contained a large amount of mineral deposits underground.

The low mountain at our feet is the only one with a volcanic crater, leaving a flawed key to the treasure.

Immon was so shocked he almost dropped his jaw.

It's too exaggerated!
Located on a volcanic ridge, the forest of mountains is conservatively estimated to cover an area of ​​fifty square miles.

Although not many, the total is equivalent to the First Fire Peak or most of Dragon Mountain or half of Lonely Mountain, but it is still quite astonishing.

One blow from the hammer will create at least a "second fire peak".

We must occupy this place.

Aemon suddenly realized why, given Damon's restless nature, he would patiently establish a trading town outside the city-state of Kohol.

If developed properly, it could be just as valuable as Dragonstone Island.

In fact, the natural resource reserves of the Kohol Forest are more than ten times those of the barren Dragonstone.

Had it not been for the Lonely Mountain and the First Fire Peak, this place would have been the site of the Targaryen's resurgence.

“I mined this incredible red ore from beneath this dormant volcano. The Dothraki witches I captured said it contained magic, but it couldn’t be used normally.”

Damon pulled a second piece of firestone ore from his shoulder bag and sneered, "I've contacted those blacksmiths in Corhol, and they're like stinking, hard rocks in a latrine. They only buy, they don't forge."

"Because they are hiding a secret."

Aemon understood, took the fist-sized fire ore, and casually stuffed it into his pocket.

Damon is a carpenter; even if you leave him the firestone, it's a waste.

Why not put it with him? He's a blacksmith, which is a perfect fit for his skills.

Damon watched this unfold, then sneered, thinking to himself that this kid was short-sighted, grabbing anything good he saw and stuffing it into his pocket; he still had this kind of ore.

Even more special ones…

After seeing the sleeping volcano, they realized the importance of this mountain range and descended the mountain together.

Imon's thoughts drifted to Kohol and the Dragonstone Mysticism.

His primary objective for this trip was the Dragonstone Secret Technique, which facilitates the construction of "bridges of progress."

The connection between the Arm of Dorne and the Broken Arm Horn signifies the reunion of the eastern and western continents by land.

After that, Dorne had no power to rebel.

As for Corhol, he came with aggressive intentions, hoping that Norfos and Valantis would take the lead, while he secretly instigated Damon to conquer the territory. Now it seems that his expectations are very different from the actual situation.

"Norfoss and Kohol were allies for generations, and the two city-states helped each other and fought together against the invasions of other free trade city-states and the Dothraki."

Damon lived there for over a year and knew it very well. He shared his thoughts: "I once thought of using the strength of Reese, in conjunction with the Sea Serpents' Tyrosi, to attack the poorly defended Kohol."

However, it is clear that they are hampered at every turn and lack the confidence to conquer.

First, in terms of geographical location, Cohor is situated along the Günne River, with Norfos, nestled in the mountains to the north, as its ally. The Günne River connects to the Lorne River, allowing Valantis to travel upstream.

It is worth mentioning the geography and relationships of the nine free trade city-states.

The eastern part of the continent of Essos is vast, but it is divided in two by the Andas Mountains, and further cut by smaller mountain ranges such as the Velvet Hills.

In the inland plains, the presence of rivers such as the Lorne River, Naen River, Ghenn River, and Golden Plain further complicates waterway transportation.

To be precise, the nine free trade city-states can be divided into five parts.

The northernmost city of Bluffs and the city of Pentos across the fjord are the most powerful. They have always been enemies and do not rely on other city-states, dividing themselves into two separate areas.

Loras, to the north, is a remote and sparsely populated city. It is adjacent to the Turbulent Sea but has no ice-free port. Trade ceases in winter, and it is consistently at the bottom of the nine free trade city-states, and is looked down upon by the other city-states.

Norfos is situated among the Norfos Hills, with hills to the west, north, and east, and the Nan River to the south, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Kohor, also an inland city-state, was a long-time ally of Novus and was primarily used to defend against Dothraki invasions.

Finally, there is the Three Women's Kingdom, a place of contention.

Myr, Tyros, and Rhys have a history of back-and-forth, sometimes forming the Three Cities Alliance, sometimes fighting amongst themselves, making them a troublemaking organization among the free trade city-states.

It has now been completely absorbed by the Iron Throne.

Half of Valantis' land lies in the disputed territory, which is also close to the Kingdom of Three Women. The former governor coveted the disputed territory and launched a bloody war to invade the Kingdom of Three Women.

If it weren't for Aegon the Conqueror's intervention, the Kingdom of the Three Women would have been annexed on that occasion.

Strictly speaking, Valantis and the Kingdom of Three Women are considered to be the same region, and can be regarded as three sisters and one older cousin.

All three sisters died, and the eldest cousin was so scared she almost peed her pants.

Damon marched from Rhys, without mentioning that he had to first land on the disputed lands, cross the Golden Plains, and ford the Gynt before he could stand outside Cohol.

Once this trend begins, Valantis' army will surely sail up the Lorne River, cut off the Rhys army's supplies, and block Damon on the banks of the Gynne River.

Norfos's army wouldn't stand idly by either; they'd be ready to flank him from behind in a heartbeat.

Even if there had been dragons before, Damon wouldn't have dared to risk starting a war.

"Do Norfoss and Valantis have a problem with Kohol?"

Amon suddenly remembered the information in the letter.

Damon said coldly, "I sent men to plunder the caravans of Kohol. Norfos and Valantis were the main victims. They suspected me, but dared not cause trouble, so they made things difficult for Kohol."

What a bully who picks on the weak and fears the strong!

Imon admired him, suppressing a smile.

However, in reality, Kohol's situation was not as dire as the letter described; he simply had an extra, unpleasant neighbor and could only suffer in silence.

To launch an attack, we not only lack a pretext, but also an opportunity.

You can't use your hands!
Have you seen Kolakshyu?

As they approached the foot of the mountain, Imon suddenly asked.

Damon paused, a flicker of memory crossing his face, a hint of melancholy in his expression.

Then, without saying a word, he buried his head and continued walking forward.

Aemon frowned slightly, wondering if Coraksh had actually found Daemon after flying out of Dragon Valley on Lonely Mountain.

The man and the dragon are almost one, so surely they should have met up by now?

……

“Gugugugu~~~~”

The blue chick grew very quickly, reaching the size of a domestic chicken in just half a month. It had smooth, bright blue feathers, a small and vibrant comb on its head, and a short tuft of tail feathers sticking out from behind its plump body.

"It's a little hen."

Renia squatted down and helped the blue chick dig out earthworms, recognizing it as a laying hen.

Jaheris wore a red string pendant with a walnut-sized piece of firestone around his neck. He had personally collected a basket of hay and was scattering it in the chicken coop, saying, "Once the eggs are laid, we can continue to hatch the chicks."

The chicken lays the egg, the egg hatches into a chicken, and so on, endlessly.

"it is good."

Renia slurped her saliva, as if she could see a beautiful scene of blue chicks and eggs everywhere.

As a princess, chicken and eggs were certainly not rare treats.

But the meat of the blue chick and the eggs laid by raising it yourself have different tastes and meanings.

"Cuckoo!"

Suddenly, the blue chick tilted its head and looked cleverly at the sky.

"Hiss!!"

The next moment, a long, golden dragon flew across the forest, its pale pink wings flapping as it emitted a loud, sharp cry.

“Aegon?” Jaehaerys was startled, recognizing it as his uncle’s Sunfire.

As soon as he finished speaking, two more enormous creatures flew overhead, blocking out the bright, warm sun.

"Hiss!"

"Hiss..."

The pale blue Dreamfire weaves through the clouds, its pale silver dorsal fins swaying slightly, like a great spirit in the sea of ​​clouds.

The reason for adding the word "big" is because its size is indeed quite large.

The sheep thief was ugly and sleazy, following Meng Huo like an unemployed hooligan stalking an elegant lady.

"Cack!"

The little blue chick was terrified by the three giant dragons. It kicked its feet and disappeared in a flash.

"Ah! My... chicken!"

Jahelis was alarmed and hurriedly went to find the chicken.

(End of this chapter)