Game of Thrones: Dance of the Dragons

"It's okay."

"I happened to catch one on the street, which is perfect for interrogation."

Having said that, the prince walked to his saddle and threw the bound and gagged Gaoshan clansmen in front of everyone.

"You piece of trash who only knows how to ambush from the sky, let me go, let's fight one-on-one!"

The burly commander stared at the prince with a ferocious grin and a mouthful of filth.

Mrs. Rhea couldn't stand such words and kicked him in the chest.

"Shut your filthy mouth, you stupid barbarian!"

"You bitch, who do you think you are, daring to kick me?!"

"Once my leader conquers Hongge City, you'll be begging for mercy under my crotch!"

Even with his face pressed deep into the mud, the leader of the mountain clan continued his unrestrained mockery.

Just as the knight was about to cut off his head, Baylor stopped him.

"Aunt, I'll be the one to interrogate this arrogant fellow."

Baylor's tone was calm, and although he didn't look to be in good spirits, his smile became even more gentle.

Logically speaking, a Targaryen with such characteristics should be a representative of benevolence.

On the contrary, Mrs. Rhea’s years of hunting experience told her that Belle possessed both the ferocity of a lion and the sharpness of an eagle.

Sure enough, the prince calmly drew the dragon horn dagger from his waist and, in full view of everyone, chopped off one of the fingers on the prince's left hand.

"Next, I will ask a question, and you will answer a question."

"If you don't talk, I'll cut off your fingers."

After giving his instructions, the prince calmly asked, "Which tribe do you come from? What is the total number of troops you have deployed? Where are you stationed?"

"I come from the Black Ear tribe. Our tribe sent a total of five hundred warriors. The number of warriors sent by tribes like the Stone Raven and the Burning Man is beyond my knowledge as their leader."

"As for the location of the troops, I can only tell you they're in the Bright Moon Mountains. I can't pinpoint the exact location, but the dragon leader and the knights definitely won't be able to find that place!"

Baylor sheathed the dragon horn dagger. The information the other party provided was the same as what Laris had reported, which meant he was not lying.

"A tribe has five hundred people, and three tribes have at least fifteen hundred people."

"Furthermore, the roads in the Mingdou Mountains are rugged, and these barbarians are unpredictable, making them difficult to deal with."

The knight, analyzing the situation, then suggested to Jenny, "Why don't we send our infantry into the mountains to scout?"

"At the very least, we need to find out their main base before we can make any plans."

Jenny immediately rejected the suggestion, "No, it will take too long, and those barbarians are good at ambushes."

"If the entire army is wiped out, it will not only be a waste of time, but also a loss that outweighs the gains."

Rather than wasting time, Jenny had a better plan of her own.

One, a plan that could help her eliminate disloyal vassals and completely seize dictatorial power.

Baylor noticed Jenny's unusual emotional state, but he didn't say anything. Instead, like a patient mantis, he chose to fuel the fire.

"I was able to win the war on the Steppe Islands because of my surprise tactics and intelligence."

"I believe this experience also applies to the valley."

Seeing that even the experienced crown prince had spoken, the other vassals and knights no longer hesitated and began to discuss how to allocate troops to go to the Mingdou Mountains to explore the Gaoshan clan's headquarters.

Jenny frowned, and while everyone else was discussing, she took Baylor's hand and led him aside.

"Cousin, I have a brilliant plan that can eliminate all the mountain clans without needing to conduct scouting."

"Cousin, if you had these thoughts, why didn't you say so sooner?"

Baylor knew, of course, but he was just waiting for Jenny to say it herself.

"Why pretend to be stupid, cousin? With your intelligence, how could you not understand my current situation?"

"How can I become your most reliable ally if I don't resolve the issue of these opposing vassals?"

When it comes to judging people, Jenny is incredibly accurate at first glance.

When Baylor arrived at the Eyrie, he felt an inexplicable sense of oppression emanating from his little cousin whom he had never met before.

Baylor showed no surprise, and even sat down on a nearby rock, watching his cousin Jenny with great interest.

"Tell me, how can I help you?"

Jenny leaned close to Baylor's ear and said, "I plan to announce a victory celebration to the spies I've planted in the High Mountain Clan after a victory."

"With the help of these barbarians, I will wipe out all those who oppose me."

"Your enemies won't be the only ones who can attend the victory celebration; your supporters will too."

By reminding Jenny of this, Belle was also anticipating the Duchess's reaction.

Sure enough, Jenny took the red wine from the ordinary plate and slowly poured it into a glass.

"My dear cousin, the overall quality is more important than a single glass of red wine."

"I assure you that after all the battles are over, you will not only gain unprecedented reputation and support, but also a powerful Valley cavalry that will obey your every command."

Jenny knew the principle that if you ask someone for help, you must repay them a thousandfold or a hundredfold.

Moreover, since she was asking the Crown Prince of Targaryen, her reward naturally had to be sufficiently sincere.

"Cousin, what do you think?"

Beller took the glass of red wine from Jenny, took a small sip, and said, "Hmm, it's definitely not as good as the overall quality ones."

The two hit it off.

Three days later, the scouts sent out by the Royce family, before dying, transmitted the location of the Gaoshan clan's headquarters to Hongge City.

The lords and nobles stationed in Hongge City were immediately excited upon hearing the news.

They were all holding their breath, determined to get revenge on those damned barbarians!

"Prince Beile, please ride the dragon and join us on our expedition to wipe out the Mountain Clan!" A lord knelt down and spoke earnestly.

Baelor rose unhurriedly, raising his glass of red wine. "The Mountain Soldiers are nothing but a bunch of foolish barbarians! I, Baelor Targaryen, will fight them to the very end!"

"And I assure you all, before the dragon, under its flames, all our enemies will be reduced to ashes!"

Jenny chimed in, "With Prince Baylor in charge, we're sure to annihilate all the enemies in this battle!"

"At that time, I will prepare a grand celebration banquet in Hong Ge City to await your return."

The two of them sang in unison, instantly igniting the excitement of all the nobles and lords present.

Baylor reacted the fastest. The Glutton was in sync with him, and the Glutton descended to the nearby hillside almost instantly, roaring and calling for the rider.

Baylor turned and mounted the Glutton, looking down at the soldiers brought by the various lords. "I'll go first and escort you!"