Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

"Little Devil" Tyrion Lannister boarded the ship again.

The relentless and violent winds and waves of the Narrow Sea made him miserable, and he had to rely on alcohol to sleep well every night, but he woke up again soon.

It was late at night, and he climbed out of the cabin and vomited on the deck.

A full moon rose above the mast, and under the moonlight, the little Griffin was looking at him with disgust:

"Lord Tyrion, since you can't stand the wind and waves like this, why insist on going to Dorne with us?"

Tyrion pulled the side of the boat and stood up:

"It's different to go back to King's Landing by boat."

He looked behind him, and saw hundreds of large ships loaded with mercenaries from the Golden Corps, heaving in the wind and waves.

After the last conversation, Griffin actually followed Tyrion's suggestion, instead of landing at Griffin's Roost, he changed his destination to Dorne.

To tell the truth, Tyrion was surprised by this.

You know, the Golden Regiment is a powerful mercenary regiment with tens of thousands of soldiers and more than 500 armored knights. An army of this size must have strict organization and planning. How could it be possible to change the military goal because of a word from an outsider? .

Although the Lannister family has reached a covenant with the Golden Company, the effectiveness and binding force of this verbal covenant are worrying.

Tyrion suspected that Dorne might have been one of the Golden Company's alternative destinations.

If Griffin's real identity is Jon Connington, so he wants to land in Griffon's Roost, his former territory, then why is Dawn the candidate?

The Martell family?

Griffin said before that Prince Doran promised to help the Golden Group go home, but this kind of promise is basically no different from bullshit, and Doran himself is dead, so this promise is even worse than bullshit.

To allow the Golden Group to cross the narrow sea to rescue, the Martell family must come up with more reliable guarantees and benefits.

But what else can the Martel family offer today?

Looking at the mysterious young man in front of him, Tyrion suddenly realized——

Princess Arianne!

Is this kid also planning to marry Arianne?

That is my fiancée, Tyrion thought.

Although he knew that it was impossible for Princess Arianne to marry him, and he agreed to be engaged to him just to gain the support of the Lannister family, Tyrion still couldn't really let go of the beautiful and charming Princess Dorne.

In fact, it was a little selfish to suggest that the Golden Group go to Dorne, hoping to save Princess Arianne.

And this time he took the initiative to come to Dorne with the golden group, didn't he just want to see that Dorne princess again.

Even if he knew that the other party would not fall in love with a dwarf...

Who would love a dwarf? Tyrion grieved secretly.

"What are you looking at?" Little Griffin was flustered by the dwarf's gaze.

"Why did you dye your hair blue?" Tyrion asked abruptly.

"In memory of my dead mother, she was a Tyroshi." Little Griffin replied immediately, as if reciting a standard answer.

Tyrion laughed. "You're a better lie than your father."

"My father never lied." Little Griffin stared at him.

"Then I never get seasick," teased Tyrion.

Little Griffin snorted coldly, turned around and left with a guilty conscience.

Leaving Tyrion alone on the side of the boat, drinking and vomiting.

The time at sea was long and hard, Tyrion was upside down day and night, half-dizzy and half-awake, he didn't know how long it had passed, and finally made it to the day of landing.

Since the port of Sunspear was blocked by the Stormland fleet, they chose to land at the desolate Cape Broken Arm in the northeast of Dorne.

This is not a good natural harbor, and there are many reefs, which is very unsuitable for landing.

But it's better to be safe.

Even the Qingting Island fleet can easily defeat that stormy fleet, if the Golden Group encounters them, they will definitely die in the bottom of the sea.

Tyrion lay prone on the steed, was carried by the horse and waded ashore, and then vomited on the ground again.

The progress of the landing was extremely slow. Tyrion slept from early morning until dusk, and finally recovered from seasickness. However, only a thousand mercenaries went ashore, and there were still a large number of ships floating on the sea that could not land.

According to this progress, it may take three or four days for the Golden Group to complete the landing.

Griffin decided not to wait any longer, and led a thousand advance team to inquire about the situation first, and Tyrion naturally followed.

They traveled westward, crossing the dry and hot white sand, and finally saw the first castle in the afternoon of the second day.

The high white walls gleamed against the deep blue of the Dorne Sea, and a golden banner flew from the turret, depicting a green dragon biting its own tail.

"That's the soul mound of the Tolan family." Griffin said.

"The Toland family actually used a dragon as their coat of arms." Little Griffin said, with an indescribable arrogance and contempt in his tone.

Tyrion said pointedly:

"Yeah, only red dragons are real dragons, right?"

Griffin should have understood the temptation in his words, and cast a cold glance at the dwarf.

Little Griffin snorted softly and said:

"Such a little-known small family has the right to use a dragon as a coat of arms."

Tyrion smiled and explained:

"Actually, the coat of arms of the Toland family was not like this.

When Aegon the Conqueror tried to conquer Dorne three hundred years ago, Soul Hill was the first stop he conquered. When he came here riding the 'Black Death' Balerion, the Toland family sent a knight to invite a duel.

Aegon agreed, and slew the challenger with the Blackflame sword, but it was later learned that the so-called knight was just a mad jester, and Lord Tolland had evacuated with his family long ago.

To commemorate the event, the Tollands changed their coat of arms to a green dragon that devoured its own tail. "

"It's really shameless." Little Griffin commented.

At this time, the people in the city also found these uninvited guests, and a knight came galloping.

"Golden regiment?" Soul Hill Knight saw the golden skull's flag clearly, and his heart trembled, "What are you doing here at Soul Hill?"

Griffin responded:

"Yes, we are the Golden Group, but now, we are fighting for another banner."

As he spoke, he waved his hand at the flag officer: "Change the flag!"

call--

The original golden skull flag was taken down, and a red celibate three-headed dragon flag on a black background was hung on the flagpole, hunting under the sea breeze.

The Knight of Soul Hill widened his eyes, because it was the banner of the Targaryen family, the banner of the real dragon!

In the silence, Griffin pointed to the little Griffin next to him and said:

"Go back and tell Lord Toland that I have brought Aegon Targaryen, eldest son of Rhaegar Targaryen, Prince of Dragonstone, and Elia Martell, Princess of Dorne.

According to the law of succession in Westeros, he will ascend the throne as Aegon VI, ruler of the Seven Kingdoms, king of the Andals, Rhoynar and First Men. "