Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 347 Norfos's Foreign Aid
"How much will that cost?"

Immediately, someone questioned it.

The discussion abruptly ended, and all ten governors bowed their heads, pondering the gains and losses.

Admittedly, the main characters in this war are Corhol and Damon Targaryen.

But everyone knows that Kohol has Norfoss, Valantis, and even Loras in the far north as allies on the same side.

Behind Damon stands the Iron Throne, the last remaining dragon family in the world.

Once war breaks out, it will be a war of territorial conflict between the continents of Westeros and Essos, a primary and secondary conflict between the Free City-States and the Iron Throne.

Norfoss could not stand idly by.

However, the loss of over a thousand Na Sa Star garrison troops and three thousand elite soldiers has already resulted in heavy losses.

Worst of all, while Kohol was cowering, Norfos's actions successfully aroused Damon's hatred.

We have no choice but to fight.

To hire the Dothraki, one must first send a large amount of gold and silver to the Great Grass Sea. Then, when the Dothraki arrive at Norfolk, they must present an even greater amount of treasure as a gift.

In the end, the Dothraki won the war and also collected a commission that would have made any free trading city-state cringe.

Whether such an effort is worthwhile is a question.

Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the oak hall.

The ten governors, each with a different appearance but none of them sporting beards or sideburns, all turned their heads in unison to see a group of bearded monks approaching, escorted by a holy guard.

In Norfolk, neither nobles nor commoners are allowed to grow beards; only monks are permitted.

Therefore, monks with thick beards are called "bearded monks".

Women fared even worse; they weren't even allowed to keep their hair. So, in Norfolk, it was fashionable for women to wear wigs to cover up their baldness.

The bearded monk standing in front of the gate was also young; he was merely an emissary sent by those "old guys" in the temple.

"The monks have discussed informing the governors of the news about Nasa Star."

The young monk was humble in his demeanor, yet spoke in an arrogant manner, as if delivering a message was a condescension.

The ten governors, accustomed to this, nodded and thanked the monks, saying, "Thank you, monks."

The message was left behind, but the person left.

The ten governors took turns examining the letter, and their expressions changed drastically, with many exclaiming in shock on the spot.

The message was brought back by a Norfos merchant from the Na'n River basin, but the content of the message was from an event that occurred half a month ago.

Bartoto's entire army was wiped out, and the enemy deployed a giant, light silver-gray dragon.

A dragon! The Iron Throne has deployed a dragon to join the war—that's absolutely terrible news.

This is not over yet.

The letter repeatedly mentioned that Nasa Star had been occupied by a dragon-riding dragon king and a group of Dothraki, and that villagers in nearby villages had seen the figures of a second bronze dragon and a third light blue dragon on several occasions.

"Where did these three dragons come from? Which three dragons are they?!"

A gaunt, gray-haired governor with wrinkled features spoke in a trembling voice.

The other governors looked at each other, all of them shaken by the bad news and unable to sit still.

A blond governor: "A pale silver-grey dragon, which sounds like the dragon Sea Smoke, ridden by Lannino Valerian, the eldest son of 'Sea Serpent' Corliss Valerian."

The second governor, with gray hair and blue eyes, said: "The bronze dragon is the dragon of 'Dragon Slayer' Aemon Targaryen,' the one known as 'Wrath of the Bronze,' Vormitor."

The third tall, red-haired governor said, "The dragon slayer has arrived. He is the son of Damon Targaryen, the most ruthless henchman under the Iron Throne. No city-state can stop him."

Morale plummeted instantly, and the governors frowned and gritted their teeth.

As for the light blue dragon, no one pursued the matter. Their knowledge was limited to the world-famous dragons, and they couldn't name any of the other dragons.

Not to mention the figure of Aemon the Dragon Slayer, who successively conquered the Stone Steps Islands, Astapor, Meereen, the Kingdom of the Three Women, and Dorne, appearing on the continent of Essos.

With this malevolent star present, the other dragon kings actually appeared more friendly.

But can we avoid fighting?
After careful consideration, the ten governors exchanged glances and tacitly reached a decision.

Even if we can't fight, we have to fight.

What kind of creature the Targaryen Dragon Aspects are, and whether they can be identified from the previous battles, remains to be discussed.

The Targaryen Dragon Aspects originated from the forty Dragon Aspects of ancient Valyria.

Everyone in the world knows what kind of people those Dragon Kings are.

Today the Targaryens conquer Na'Sa, tomorrow Kohor will fall, and the day after tomorrow they will conquer Norfos among the hills.

To put it another way, if they were dragon kings, wouldn't they covet the surrounding free trade city-states?

Since there's a dragon, shouldn't we give it a good beating?

Thus, the ultimate goal of the meeting was established.

Fight... rebel against the Targaryen Dragon King, drive out the Targaryen Dragon King, and defend the lands of Norfolk.

clang!
The monk sitting by the window opened his eyes, took out a golden hammer, and struck the hanging bell beside his legs. The bell's sound was melodious and soft, lingering in the air for a long time.

The ten governors sat upright, their spirits lifted upon hearing the bell.

“Send someone to the Great Grass Sea to invite a Khao who owns a Karasa with more than 50,000 people to be his guest.”

The governor, who had initially objected, spoke up and agreed to hire the Dothraki.

"Agree!"

"Agree..."

The governors-general unanimously agreed to adopt a strategy of using barbarians to control barbarians.

Norfoss is located in a mountainous and hilly area with infertile land and an unsuitable climate. Even if iron ore and timber were mined from the mountains and manufactured into a large quantity of sophisticated equipment, it would still be insufficient to support tens of thousands of off-duty soldiers.

Bartoto's forces suffered a crushing defeat, and Norfos was better at defense than offense.

Facing the Dothraki and even more ferocious dragons, it's impossible to send oppressed slave soldiers to fight.

Spending money to solve the problem is the best solution.

"Having hired the Dothraki, I suggest we head straight for Gol D'Ho, cut off the Iron Throne's supply lines, and prevent the arrival of any subsequent armies."

The burly governor, who resembled a bear, slowly began to speak.

All nine governors nodded in agreement.

Currently, the only enemy forces in the eastern part of Essos are a Dothraki force led by Damon Targaryen and three dragons that have flown in from the sky.

This indirectly proves that the Iron Throne's land army is still halfway there.

By occupying the vital route, Gödöhö, Damon's army can be turned into an isolated force.

“Gordoho is a good choice. It’s situated on the Velvet Hills and along the Little Lorne River, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. Plus, the Little Lorne River protects against dragons,” the blond governor said.

"Occupy Ge-Doho, go downstream to the Lorne River, and slowly plot to cut off the food supply to Na-Sa Star, so as to regain control of the upper reaches of the Lorne River."

An elderly woman wearing a wig spoke.

"Dragons are good at open-field battles, but they must restrain their temper when facing the ever-flowing Lorne River."

The timid and cowardly gaunt governor praised him repeatedly.

Based on the ultimate goal of confronting and driving out the Targaryen Dragon King, the Governors Council formulated a winning strategy.

Using the Lesser Lorne, Upper Lorne, and Narne rivers in the upper reaches of the Lorne River, they employed guerrilla tactics to block the Iron Throne army and evade the water-averse dragons.

It bears a resemblance to the pirates of the Three Women Kingdom who held fast to the Stone Steps Archipelago.

……

half a month later.

Nasa Star, centered on the Warrior Palace, has been cleared and partially repaired within a radius of 0.6 kilometers.

The Warrior's Palace is the site of Nymeria's palace.

Too lazy to come up with a name, Eamon decided to name her after the "Warrior Queen" since she was the idol of Renilla, Lannar, and Allison.

"The palace is well-renovated; it would be even better if it had a roof."

Imon had plenty of free time, so he planted small flowers and grasses along the edges of the palace's pink and green marble walls to purify the stagnant, fishy smell that had accumulated in the long-standing siltation of the stream.

"I will work hard."

Torrero has lost weight, his stubble is more defined, and he looks much more capable.

Imon smiled slightly; he liked this kind of bull and horse.

It must be said, this person is very talented.

In just one month, the ruins of the Warriors' Palace were restored to their former glory, except that one-tenth of the city was cleared away, except for the absence of marble pillars supporting the roof.

Worth to talk about.

Nasa Star truly lives up to its reputation as the second largest and most magnificent city in Loyna.

Because it is located at the confluence of the Lorne and Naen rivers, it is bordered by two rivers to the east and west respectively, and the confluence is to the south, so it does not need the protection of city walls on any of the three sides.

Only on the north side, a stone wall was built, which was six meters high, four and three-tenths meters wide at the base, and four meters wide at the top.

Imon rode Vomisol from high above, observing the city ruins and crumbling walls.

Nasa Star is an irregularly shaped polygonal city with a total area of ​​over five kilometers.

It is roughly similar to King's Landing.

The marble used to repair Torero's warrior palace was existing material from the excavated city ruins.

All of them are white marble with pink and green stripes.

It blends seamlessly into the Warrior's Palace (Battle Damaged - Basic Version).

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened."

"White Bear" Harlow came running, panting heavily.

Imon paused in his flower-planting motion, stood up, clapped his hands, and said, "I'm fine. Be careful with your words next time."

"I'm sorry, Your Highness."

Harold was taken aback upon hearing this, then scratched the back of his head and quickly corrected himself, saying, "My friend in the Great Grass Sea brought news that Sysemkao accepted the gift from Norfos and led the Karasas from Norfos to occupy Gödoho."

Amon furrowed his brow and listened as he finished speaking.

Susem Khao was a powerful Khao in the Great Grass Sea, commanding a khalasar force of 100,000 men. Whenever he defeated a khalasar, he would kill most of them and enslave the rest.

Wherever it went, it left nothing but devastation, if not a blade of grass.

It is known for its utter cruelty and greed.

"Go and call Lannino."

Immanuel calmly assigned tasks to his men.

"Yes, Prince."

Harlow acted immediately.

Imon turned around and looked northwest of where G. Doherty was, his eyes flashing.

A month later, at the speed of the Second Sons and the Valley Knights Legion, they had roughly crossed the Velvet Hills.

Norfolk's move was clearly a case of using one enemy to defeat another, getting the Dothraki to stop the Iron Throne's army.

The two sides are highly likely to collide.

With this thought in mind, Aemon stood up and walked outside. As he passed the Dothraki guards, he calmly said, "Tell Dandoke to find me."

Then let's use their own trick against you.

……

Ge Duohe.

"Drive!"

"Awooo..."

This ruined city, situated on the Velvet Hills and along the Little Lorne River, is now teeming with unrestrained Dothraki.

Horse hooves trampled the mud, and horse manure piled up on the riverbank.

Susemkao was a robust man, shirtless with red and blue stripes painted on his body. His ordinary face exuded a fierce aura from every pore and wrinkle.

"Send men to guard the entrance to Velvet Hills, and don't let a single pedestrian slip through."

He held a gleaming Dothraki scimitar in his hand, his hoarse voice quite deep.

"Yes, Kaa."

A blood oath guard who had violated a female slave received orders, grabbed his subordinate who was halfway through the task, and set off with a thousand-strong force.

"very good!"

Susemkao grumbled, quite pleased with his subordinates' obedience.

As he spoke, he dismounted and reached out to the poor female slave who had just escaped from the jaws of death.

The people of Karasa could not see Kao's face, but they could see a thick waist that moved like a dog, and a long braid hanging from his waist with bells swaying wildly.

(End of this chapter)