Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord.

Chapter 90: Madam Leia Urges Marriage
Aemon opened the two letters.

When I read the first letter, I frowned slightly.

When I read the second letter, my eyebrows were almost pulled into a tuft.

"What happened?"

Johanna silently admired His Royal Highness's flexible eyebrows.

"See for yourself."

Yimon handed over the letter with mixed feelings.

The first one was a letter from Lannar, congratulating him on the development of the river valley and saying that he would come to congratulate him in a few days.

As the saying goes, one doesn't visit a temple for no reason.

The bad woman's sudden visit definitely means she has no good intentions.

The second letter was from my mother, Mrs. Rhea.

Two sentences in total.

The valley girl she selected is already in place and will come to visit in a few days.

Let him wash up and wait, otherwise Fu Shi City will cut off the logistical support.

"Madam Leia is forcing you to submit."

Johanna was extremely surprised and her voice became smaller and smaller.

It's a subtle way of saying it, but it's clearly urging you to get married.

They also used the despicable method of "cutting off pocket money" that every parent has used.

It is really like watching the machine start up in the valley. It cannot operate without logistical support.

"Mom is really, she will do anything to achieve her goals."

Aemon shook his head.

Johanna hesitated: "Then you and Runestone City..."

"Don't bother."

Yimon was calm and said, "Every son will experience the process of breaking away from his parents. Only by breaking free can you fly high."

His parents could not be relied upon since he was a child.

"That's just a marriage candidate. You don't have to do this."

Johanna said.

"The people of the valley are like sheep, how can they be with dragons?"

Yimeng said with contempt, "I can't decide who gave birth to me, nor can I decide who gave birth to me."

"In between, I get to decide who to have children with!"

It would be bad to lose logistical support, but so what?
There is a dragon under his crotch and a river valley under his feet.

Not to mention that Fu Shi City cut off its funding, even if his inheritance rights to Fu Shi City were revoked, it would only be a minor pain for him.

"You are the legitimate heir of Rune City."

Johanna spoke in a soft voice, like the hum of a mosquito.

Aemon said: "Not to mention Runestone City, I am one of the heirs to the Iron Throne."

The valley is just a stepping stone.

If he wanted, he would be qualified to sit on the Iron Throne.

"If she wants to coerce me, let her do it."

Yimeng turned and walked away, saying calmly: "I saw this trick when I was a child, but I am not a child anymore."

……

dusk.

As the sky gradually darkened, we gradually finished our work.

Aemon walked out of Raven Hill and found the Pyrotechnicians who had emerged from the coal mines, looking like Summer Islanders.

"Your Highness the Prince!"

Under the leadership of the old man, the people of the fire craftsman tribe knelt down hurriedly.

The two-month-long labor reform greatly eliminated the barbarity of the Gaoshan clan, and each of them became reasonable.

Aemon looked down and asked, "The tribesmen you sent out to persuade us to surrender have disappeared without a trace. How do you explain that?"

“They don’t want to surrender.”

The old man buried his head deeply and guessed what his tribesmen were thinking.

They were abandoned.

"Lead me the way and make them submit to the dragon."

Aemon said calmly.

After careful consideration, he decided to take action against the surrounding mountain clans.

Fu Shi City was cut off from logistical support, which was nothing more than food and money.

He had a small fortune, and most of the 100,000 gold royals were still left.

The three thousand young and strong men in Fushishi City do not need to be paid, and they mainly take care of the eighteen hundred people in the valley who burn lime and quarry.

The average monthly expenditure is nine hundred and sixty gold royals.

According to the one-year completion deadline for River Valley City, the budget is 13,000 gold dragons.

Enough money.

But he wanted to build not only a river valley city, but also a city to develop trade.

In order to connect the Vale of Arryn with Runestone City, an east-west highway must be built.

This requires a doubling of the population base and the resulting increase in expenditures.

The best way to expand the population and save money is to absorb the mountain clans.

They were beaten into submission and captured to do hard labor.

No money is needed, just providing food is enough.

"Don't tell me you can't find your people."

Aemon said calmly.

The old man hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, we can lead the way for His Royal Highness."

The Firesmith Tribe believes in fire and is famous for having many blacksmiths.

There is a giant dragon in the valley, a true embodiment of fire.

The entire Firesmith tribe has come to surrender, and Your Highness will surely give them preferential treatment.

Who knows, we might become the blacksmith family we’ve always dreamed of.

Yimeng smiled and said, "I will wait for you by the Long Lake tomorrow morning."

It is better to fight sooner rather than later.

……

The next day.

At daybreak, construction of Cuidu had already begun.

One hundred and fifty valley knights, wearing armor, were already guarding the shores of the Long Lake.

The Firesmith Department sent out ten people to act as guides.

"Hiss-"

Suddenly, there was a dragon roar from the mountain, and a giant bronze dragon leaped out.

A pair of broad brown dragon wings spread out, covering half of the long lake.

"Hiss!"

Another silver-gray dragon followed closely behind, slightly smaller in size, and made sharp cries as it flew.

Gunthor looked up and waved his two-part flag high in the air: "Follow the prince and conquer the mountain clans!"

He grasped the reins with his big hands and rode out on his horse.

Rumble!
The Knights of the Valley were firm in their belief and galloped after the two-pointed flag.

The river valley stretches for three hundred miles from north to south, and there are many hidden places among the mountains.

The Firesmith Village is located in the mountains south of Green Ridge.

The army marched 150 miles, jumped over the green ridge where stones were mined, and headed south to an inconspicuous valley.

"Stop."

Gunthor gave the order and observed the surrounding environment.

The valley is remote, with low tree-lined peaks on three sides, giving it a completely desolate look.

He did not act rashly, but waited for the prince's instructions.

at the same time.

A sacrificial ceremony was about to be held in the valley. The fire craftsmen with flame tattoos on their skin built a bonfire and placed bronze objects and beast carcasses on it.

There were more than a thousand people, including men, women, young and old.

They formed a big circle and danced in a wild style.

And next to the campfire, there were several pillars tied.

"Let us go, or you'll attract a dragon!"

"The dragon's flames will burn us to death..."

Several members of the Firesmith tribe were tied to pillars, screaming in terror.

It was the person sent to persuade surrender.

"Tell them to shut up."

The chief of the firesmith tribe, Gagu, was a tall and strong man, wearing a bull-horned helmet on his head.

The subordinate received the order and stepped forward, swinging the hammer and knocking the traitor unconscious.

Gaguhuo held up a torch and a sneer appeared on his ugly face.

Half of his face looked as if it had been burned by flames, and it looked hideous and terrifying.

According to the tradition of the Pyrotechnics, the bigger the scar caused by the one who dared to use flames, the higher his status.

"There are no dragons. They are just a bunch of liars."

Gagu has a bad temper.

When he first got the news, he was so scared that he couldn't sleep for half a month.

But the dragon never came.

To be on the safe side, he moved to different mountain strongholds several times and hid in the most secluded garrison.

The dragon still hasn't come!

"Light the fire and offer the souls of these traitors to the God of Fire."

Ga Gu threw out the torch and ordered the others to follow suit.

At this moment, above the sky.

A shadow blocked the sunlight, and a strong wind mixed with the smell of copper rust gradually grew stronger.

"Hiss-"

Womisol dived down from the clouds, his brown wings covering the entire valley, and he spewed out a breath of bright copper dragon flame.

A loud explosion was heard.

The dragon flame was like rolling copper water, knocking down the tower of the mountain village and starting a fire, and it also poured out a golden line like water.

Ga Gu quickly turned around and was immediately shocked.

A giant bronze dragon descended and soared over the valley, with its huge mouth spewing out lava-like flames.

"Dragon Flame!"

Aemon lay on the dragon's back, his eyes grim.

"Hiss-"

Womisol roared, his vertical pupils were filled with cruelty, and dragon flames gushed out continuously.

Once conquered, death is inevitable.

boom! boom!
With just one encounter, the dragon flame ignited most of the village, turning the valley into a huge furnace.

"It's a dragon!"

"Run away..."

The members of the Firesmith tribe were stunned. Thinking of what the traitor had said, they fled without hesitation.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Aemon looked down from above and said coldly, "Dragon Flame, Wormithor!"

He just saw the reason for the sacrifice.

If they don't believe that the dragon will come, then let them experience blood and fire.

"Hiss!"

The silver wings circled in the air, reflecting the cold light, and grabbed a fugitive and threw him into the air.

The dragon opened its mouth and ate it up with a crunch.

"No no no!"

Ga Gu's psychological defenses collapsed and he picked up a cast iron war hammer to protect himself.

It would be better if you didn't shout, because shouting will bring destruction.

"Hiss-"

Womisol swooped down, and a breath of dragon flame rushed along the sacrificial bonfire, swallowing up the frightened Gaku in the process.

With a sizzling sound of white smoke, the person was burned to charcoal.

The bonfire exploded and flew everywhere, blowing away several people from the fire-making tribe who were knocked unconscious.

Rumble!
The entire valley was in chaos, and the valley knights poured in from the entrance.

"do not want!"

"It's the Tin Man..."

The members of the Firesmith Tribe were so frightened that they were unable to put up any effective resistance and were blocked at the entrance of the valley, unable to leave.

Some people want to run away from the mountain path and become the meal of the silver-gray dragon.

Aemon glanced over and saw the dragon plowing through the crowd.

Crush!

No, it should be a one-sided massacre.

……

At noon, the sun is shining brightly.

The valley was reduced to ruins, with all the buildings burning and emitting black smoke.

"Roar!"

Womisol lay on the ground, chewing some charcoal with his dragon mouth to replenish his consumed energy.

Silver Wing flew low in the sky and had already filled his stomach.

"How many people are left?"

Aemon asked.

Gunthor ordered his men to guard the prisoners and said gruffly, "There were less than 1,500 of them. The rest died in the chaos."

"Take them all back."

Eamon said.

There were a total of more than 2,300 people in the Pyrotechnics Division, and the remaining 1,500 were considered pretty good.

Gunthor was full of energy and ordered the members of the Firesmith tribe who were leading the way to communicate as representatives.

Having witnessed the horror of the dragon, the survivors had no desire for revenge.

They all knelt on the ground and swore allegiance.

Aemon had nothing to do, so he patrolled the valley.

The Valley Knights were divided into two groups, fifty of them were plundering the assets of the Firesmith Tribe.

From the looted gold and silver utensils to the grain and animal skins, all were rare spoils of war.

"Hey, what a big black panther."

Aemon walked to the remains of the campfire and saw a three-meter-long striped black panther.

It should be one of the sacrifices.

When they got closer, Imon was stunned: "No, it looks like a cat."

It has a sturdy body, black fur with stripes, and four claws as sharp as steel knives.

"Isn't this Shadow Bobcat?"

Aemon suddenly realized what was going on, and remembered the stories the old maester had told him since he was a child.

The weight of the shadow mountain cat is comparable to the man-eating giant monkey in the previous life.

"Prince, we found a baby beast."

A knight from the valley came over, carrying a black kitten in his hands.

The kitten is the size of a palm and its eyes are not open yet.

Looks like it was just born.

　There are changes from the previous chapter, and the palace is renamed "River Valley City".

　　I’m sorry, we had guests at home today and it took me a while to entertain them.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)