Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

In fact, from a military point of view, Midsummer Hall is not a suitable place for a large army to gather.

There are actually more suitable towns in the frontier of Dorne that can be used as a rallying point for the army.

But King Joffrey insisted on choosing Summerhall.

Of course, he definitely didn't choose this place to see the ruins of the Targaryen family's summer palace. Midsummer Hall is actually a "blessed place" for the Baratheon family.

At the beginning of the outbreak of the Snatchers War, Robert Baratheon played three victories here in one day, making a perfect start.

Joffrey chose to assemble here, probably because he wanted to borrow his father's good luck.

Unfortunately, this stupid king soon paid the price for his rash choice.

Midsummer Hall is located among the mountains, the roads are difficult and the logistics are inconvenient, and these are not the worst.

The worst problem is, the water source.

There is actually a lake in front of Shengxia Hall, but this lake obviously cannot meet the water demand of such a huge army.

When the River Bend army arrived, the Midsummer Hall had already gathered an army of nearly 100,000 people.

In addition to the 40,000 troops in the River Bend, there are also 10,000 troops from the Royal Land, 30,000 troops from the Western Region, and 20,000 troops from the Stormlands.

In addition, the armies from the Northern Territory, the Riverland, and the Valley are still on the way. When these three armies arrive, the army gathered here may easily exceed 150,000.

The eating and drinking of so many horses has obviously far exceeded the tolerance limit of this small lake.

The originally blue lake water has become cloudy and exudes a pungent odor.

The beautiful lakeside scenery has long since ceased to exist, replaced by all kinds of garbage and human and animal excrement.

"Whose bad idea is it to choose to assemble in Shengxia Hall?"

An angry voice resounded from the tent flying the roaring lion banner.

It was Tywin Lannister, Warden of the West, Duke of Casterly Rock who spoke.

The most powerful lord in the Seven Kingdoms is now in his fifties, but he is still full of energy and strong in body. His hair is golden, his sideburns are also golden, and even his light green eyes are golden. .

A foolish jester once joked that Lord Tywin's shit had gold in his shit, so he'd have to spend the rest of his life in the deepest dungeons of Casterly Rock.

"it's me……"

As soon as King Joffrey started, Queen Dowager Cersei hurriedly said, "Father, it was decided after discussion in the imperial council."

"Stupid!" Duke Tywin scolded mercilessly. "Are there only fools left in the imperial council now? What about Eddard Stark, the Hand of the King? He also fought the War of the Predator anyway, how could it be?" Agree with this decision?"

"Lord Ed is opposed to this decision." The Minister of Finance "Little Devil" Tyrion Lannister gloated, "But our good king and queen mother insisted, so..."

"Shut up! Tyrion!" Cersei glared at her brother, a little exasperated.

Duke Tywin had already understood, turned his head and looked at his eldest son again, and said:

"You don't persuade me at all."

"Kingslayer" James Lannister shrugged, with a look of indifference: "I am not qualified to attend the imperial meeting."

"Father, I did attend. If you would like to know, I will persuade you too." said his younger brother Tyrion.

Unfortunately, Lord Tywin ignored the dwarf's younger son.

"Grandpa!" King Joffrey finally couldn't suppress his anger, and shouted, "What's wrong with choosing Summerhall to assemble!"

"What's the problem?" Duke Tywin squinted his eyes and stared at the king. "There must be running water near the army station! If you still don't understand this problem, go to the pond full of excrement and urine to experience it for yourself!"

"It's all because they defecated everywhere! And dumped all kinds of rubbish into the lake!" Joffrey blushed and argued forcefully, "I'm hereby ordering that it's forbidden to throw rubbish into the lake! It's forbidden to do anything by the lake. Easy!"

"Really?" Duke Tywin pouted, "It turns out that this can solve the problem."

"Why not?" Joffrey was taken aback.

"I suggest that the soldiers should simply be forbidden to drink and defecate, so that the lake will soon be as blue as it was before," Tyrion said in a humorous tone.

Duke Tywin ignored his youngest son's ridicule, and didn't want to explain to his grandson any more. He turned his head and looked at his daughter: "If you don't understand military affairs, you should listen to other people's opinions."

"I don't understand!" Joffrey burst out. "What's wrong with my decision! I am the king! I must gather my army wherever I want!"

"Then why don't you gather at Sunspear?" Tyrion sneered, "I guarantee that if Prince Doran sees a hundred thousand troops gathered by his bedside, he will be so frightened that he will run to your Majesty and kiss your toes." , I beg your forgiveness."

"Shut up!" Joffrey yelled at his uncle. "You little dwarf monster! Talk to me and I'll pull out your tongue!"

"The last king who clamored to pull out other people's tongues was named Aerys Targaryen." Duke Tywin reminded his grandson coldly, "Everyone called him the 'Mad King', and I need to tell you what happened to him later. You?"

"What right do you have to teach me!" Joffrey yelled at Lord Tywin, "I am the king! I am the king! This is where my father defeated the princes of the Stormlands! He is the real hero! When he bravely killed the enemy back then, you only dared to hide in Kaiyan City and wait and see!"

The audience was silent.

Oh oh oh, there is a good show to watch! Tyrion thought excitedly.

Duke Tywin looked at his grandson silently, with golden light shining in his pale green eyes.

"Joffrey," Queen Mother Cersei held her son's shoulders, with a rare expression of fear on her face, "quickly apologize to grandpa."

"Why should I apologize!" Joffrey still didn't understand the seriousness of the matter, "The king doesn't apologize to anyone!"

"Thank you for your motto, Your Majesty." The chill in Duke Tywin's words could almost freeze the ears of everyone present, "Jaime, the king is tired, send him back to the camp to rest. Let the bachelor drink some sleeping wine to help His Majesty fall asleep .”

"I'm not tired!" Joffrey yelled.

Unfortunately, Duke Tywin no longer pays attention to him.

Jaime firmly grasped Joffrey's arm and pulled the screaming king out of the tent.

"Father, I'm sorry." After the king left, the queen mother Cersei quickly apologized, "Joffrey is still young, and he is a bit self-willed..."

"Is it capricious or stupid, can't you tell the difference?" Duke Tywin said angrily, "How did you teach this child?"

Precepts and deeds. Tyrion thought secretly.

"I didn't teach it," Cersei protested. "It's Robert's fault!"

"Yeah, it's all a dead man's fault," Tyrion sneered, "he can't argue with you anyway, so just put all the blame on him."

"Enough!" Lord Tywin said, "No matter who is responsible, you as a mother must teach him well. I don't want to face a Robert II."

"This child is not Robert II." Tyrion gave his own evaluation, "He is the Mad King II."

"Shut up Tyrion!" Cersei yelled at her younger brother, then turned to her father and said, "Don't worry, I will teach him well. He is only thirteen years old, and he will become more and more sensible."

"I hope so. Don't let him issue any more orders in this war, Cersei, can you promise that? If not, take him back to King's Landing. There is no need for a troublesome king here."

Tyrion suggested: "It's better to let our king go back to King's Landing, or he will make trouble sooner or later."

Cersei stared at her younger brother with warning eyes: "Father, if Little Joe is allowed to return to King's Landing now, it will deal a great blow to his prestige, and the soldiers will also think that the king has abandoned them. This is extremely detrimental to the morale of the army."

Duke Tywin stared into his daughter's eyes: "You promise that he will not interfere in military affairs again?"

Cersei quickly assured: "Don't worry father, I will definitely take care of little Joe."

"Okay." Duke Tywin nodded, ended the topic, and then said in an orderly tone, "Tomorrow morning, the army will go south to Black Harbor City to gather. We can't stay here any longer, or the plague will spread."

"Yes, Father." Cersei said obediently like a kitten.

But when she heard her father's next words, she immediately blew up.

"Also, I am going to marry you again."

"Marry?" cried Cersei. "No! I will not marry again!"

She has just tasted the taste of power, how can she be willing to give up to be a husband and a child.

"Oh, my dear sister, beautiful sister!" Tyrion excitedly dangled his short dangling legs on the chair, "You are so young, so beautiful, and so fertile, that you will not be alone for the rest of your life." Stay vacant?"

"Father!" Cersei trembled with fear, "I am the Queen Mother of the Seven Kingdoms, the Queen Regent! Not a mare for birth! I will not marry again!"

"You can step down as regent at that time, and I will take over. You don't need a woman to worry about national affairs." Duke Tywin said, "Your responsibility is to marry and win allies for the family. I will give you two Choose, think about it, and give me an answer after the war is over."

"Which two lucky ones can marry our beautiful 'Light of the West'?" Tyrion felt that today must be his lucky day.

"Baron Greyjoy and Veras Tyrell." Duke Tywin spit out two names.

"No! Don't! I don't want both!" Cersei paled.

The smelly old squid and the lame rose. Oh my father, how merciful you are! Tyrion took a sip of wine excitedly, and solemnly gave his suggestion:

"I think Captain Baron is more suitable. You see, he just died of his wife, sister, you just died of your husband, what a match! And in this way, we will no longer have to worry about the rebellion of the Iron Islands."

Tyrion couldn't contain his excitement at the thought of his annoying sister being sent to Pyke Island, where birds don't lay eggs, to enjoy the sea breeze.

How would brother James react to the news? Tyrion suddenly thought, this guy won't draw his sword and kill Pyke Island, right?

"I also think Balon Greyjoy is a better choice." Duke Tywin nodded in agreement, without any fluctuations in his tone, "After all, Duke Mace Tyrell may not be willing to let his heir marry a widow .”

"Hahahahahahaha!" Hearing this, Tyrion laughed so hard that he was about to explode.

Snapped!

A loud slap interrupted the laughter.

"Cersei, you!" Tyrion covered his cheeks and looked at his furious sister, and finally closed his mouth wisely.

Will bully the dwarf brother! He cursed inwardly. Why don't you lose your temper with your father?

"Okay, Cersei." Duke Tywin said, "We'll discuss this issue after you calm down. I hope you can remember your responsibility, your responsibility to the family."

"Yes, father," Cersei said firmly. Then he left the camp without looking back.

Duke Tywin finally looked at his youngest son: "What are you doing here when you're not in King's Landing? There's no need for the Minister of Finance to charge in a war, right?"

"Because I can only find you here." Tyrion spread his hands, "Do you know what a mess that guy Littlefinger left for me! The treasury is full of rats, the accounts are like a maze, oh oh, There is also a debt of up to six million golden dragons..."

"I don't want to hear any complaints." Duke Tywin interrupted coldly, "Tyrion, haven't you always wanted a chance, and now I have given it to you. If you don't cherish it, then I can take it back."

"Then I can only do magic." Tyrion joked again.

Unfortunately, his father ignored him.

"Well, I'll prove it to you, Father," Tyrion said loudly, jumping off his chair.

If it weren't for the short stature and the red palm prints on his face, he would be almost imposing.