Led by flags such as the red three-headed dragon on a black background, the gold sword and horse flag, the decapitated wolf on a white background, the golden rose on a green background, and the twin towers on a white background, dozens of riders with various flags marched at the front of the team, followed by
One hundred and fifty elite river cavalry guards the royal family and nobles in the center of the team.
Hundreds of horse-drawn carriages, ox-carts, etc. were lined up behind, and eighty selected servants sat on the open ox-cart, together with their luggage.
One hundred Stark infantry wearing mail and pointed helmets advanced together with the servants' convoy. They were part of the guards left by the Northmen to Sansa, and they were also following the queen to the capital.
The weather was gloomy, and it looked like it would rain soon. The infantrymen and servants secretly prayed that it would not rain until the team camped.
The nobles lying in the enclosed carriage did not have such worries.
In the center of the team, on the most luxurious four-horse carriage, the king and the queen, who had just had two fights with Sansa, were sorting their clothes and chatting at the same time.
"I remember that there was a nest of dragon eggs in your Winterfell. Do you know about this?"
The king rubbed his child in the cafeteria and asked.
Queen Sansa, whose beautiful face was as red as her hair, said in surprise: "Are you kidding me? How could there be dragon eggs in Winterfell?"
She thought her husband was going to blackmail her and the Stark family, so she pinched Arthur's waist viciously.
After gently knocking off Sansa's little hand, the king said seriously: "No kidding, there are rumors that a dragon named Womax once visited Winterfell and laid a nest of eggs near your family's hot spring. Stark
We will definitely not be able to hatch a dragon, so this nest of dragon eggs may still be hidden in a secret room in Winterfell."
Womax was active during the Dance of the Blood Dragons nearly two hundred years ago. It was rumored that he was a male dragon, and the dragon rider was named Jacaerys Velaryon. This man once rode a dragon to Winterfell in order to seek support from the North.
, his dragon took the opportunity to lay a nest of eggs.
Having said that, I have to mention the gender of the dragon.
Maester Adar, who compiled the book "The World of Ice and Fire", believes that fire dragons are male and female, but do not follow the principle of "sexual dimorphism".
That is to say, theoretically, there is no difference in body size between male and female dragons. The female dragon "Vhagar" who survived until the Dance of the Blood Dragons period has grown to the size of the male dragon "Balerion", which makes this statement more reliable.
However, an influential Septon of Bath believed that dragons had no gender, and Maester Aemon of House Targaryen believed that the gender of dragons was as fluid as dragon flames.
The third view is that dragons are divided into male and female, but their gender is not fixed and they only show a certain gender at a specific time.
Dr. Galdan agrees with this view. Because he has done in-depth research on the Targaryen family and dragons, this view is relatively reliable.
"Why do I think you want to extort my family's belongings?" Sansa didn't want her husband to have this nest of dragon eggs or not.
"You still have six dragon eggs in your hand, which are more than enough for hatching dragons or selling them for money."
She knew about her husband's plan to expand the royal family's standing army and was quite supportive of it.
"Since Daenerys and I have successfully hatched dragons, the dragon eggs have strategic significance. Even if we don't plan to hatch them all, we still have to have such a big killer in our hands."
Arthur pondered for a moment and discussed with his wife: "After Winterfell is recovered, I will send a reliable person to go there. If the dragon eggs are found, they will be taken back."
Sansa stared at her husband resentfully, "My family is already poor enough, and you still want to take away good things..."
"What belongs to your family and mine?" Arthur stretched out his hand to stop his wife from talking, "Your whole body belongs to me, what's wrong if I take some of your things?"
The king was joking, but found that his wife's face was not very pretty.
So Arthur hurriedly changed his mind, "My things belong to you too, we are a family. As for the nest of dragon eggs, they are considered as the public property of the Stark family. If I take them away, I must pay Winterfell the market price."
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Sansa felt a little happier now.
After arranging the clothes, the king gently patted his wife on the shoulder and said to go to the vassal to discuss important matters.
Queen Stark guessed who her husband was going to find, so she stretched out her right hand again and twisted Arthur's waist hard.
After receiving this punishment, Arthur, who fled the battlefield in embarrassment, got out of the car and ran towards an inconspicuous carriage behind him.
There, Princess Arianne of Dorne is waiting for him.
Since he had not fought with the petite and lovely Princess of Dorne this month, after Arthur returned to Harrenhal, the two of them fought whenever they had free time.
While Sansa was inspecting the town of Harren, she was in the city lord's room, in Arianne's own room, in the empty basement, and even on the throne of Hundred Furnaces Hall late at night.
This, Arianne felt, was not enough.
To the king's surprise, the coachman turned out to be Tyene, a sand snake beauty.
But when he thought of her close relationship with the Princess of Dorne, Arthur got into the car shamelessly.
Tyene pretended to glare fiercely at the Dragon Holder, but secretly took a few more glances at his slender fingers and nearly perfect figure.
For the next few hours, Tyene had to listen to her cousin's beautiful singing and worry about whether the carriage would fall apart during the bumpy journey.
"Gods! Let us hold on until King's Landing before we do anything bad."
She prayed for it.
…
The Stormlands, the Golden Company barracks outside Storm's End.
In a very large military tent, three officers, including Quinn, Tristan Rivers, and Alto, each with ten strong sergeants, were sitting on the ground in a circle. A large box that had been tied several times with iron chains was being
Sixty-six eyes stared intently.
"I said." Quinn, who was tall and strong and wore a set of simple and unpretentious mail armor, coughed twice, attracting the attention of his two companions.
"Are we too stupid to do this? The dragon egg is in the box, and what does it mean for us to stare at the box? I propose to open the box and let us stare at the dragon egg."
Another officer, Alto, also supported this view, "That is, can the dragon egg be stolen under the eyes of more than thirty of us?"
Tristan Hewen glanced helplessly at the two companions who were famous for their bravery and fighting, and reminded:
"Is it possible that we need to rest? If we leave it outside for people to stare at, the more the guards look at it, the more they think it is valuable. What should we do if we plan to steal it?"
Quinn and Alto looked at each other and agreed with Tristan Rivers' point of view.
"The Earl of the Riverlands is right."
"Yes, the nobles of Westeros have good brains."
Quinn is a native of the Stepstone Islands, and the dark-skinned Alto is from the Summer Islands. The two often joke about Tristan Rivers' illegitimate son status.
"I was utterly foolish in the presence of Prince Velaryon of the Summer Isles."
Because Alto, who had dark skin and a head of white hair, was ridiculed by Tristan Rivers as Prince Velaryon, only from the Summer Isles.
The three of them went back and forth, talking nonsense to each other for a long time, and then they came to the topic of common concern to them.
Alto asked: "Two deputy captains, how much gold do you think this dragon egg is worth?"
Quinn half-joked and half-guessed: "At least 20,000 golden dragons?"
"snort!"
After blowing a breath from his nose, Tristan River felt that he had finally seized the opportunity to ridicule his companions.
"Hei Baqu comes from the same place as you. You should know the price of hiring an archer mercenary, right? Twenty thousand golden dragons only have two hundred archers. How can they be worth the same price as a noble dragon egg?"
Hei Baqu is also a white-haired man from the Summer Islands. He is the archer commander of the Golden Company and has a good relationship with Alto.
Alto thought for a while and said: "That's right. The price offered by the Myr people to the archers is one hundred gold dragons per person. A mere two hundred mercenaries are indeed not worthy of dragon eggs."
Quinn asked again: "The one hundred thousand golden dragons?"
Alto shook his head, "More than that, I think it's at least two hundred thousand."
The two people had their own opinions and started arguing with each other.
Tristan Hewen was secretly amused for a long time before he stopped talking nonsense and began to analyze it carefully.
"Have you heard about Daenerys, the Mother of Dragons? She had already tested the price of dragon eggs and young dragons when she was in Astapor."
After making the conversation, he took out the cowhide bag from his waist and drank tons of water.
Quinn and Alto urged him to tell him the price of the dragon eggs.
"How much does a set of Unsullied ones cost? In peacetime, I would sell them for seven or eight thousand gold dragons!"
The Unsullied are not only sold individually, but are usually sold in groups of one hundred, and sometimes sold in units of one thousand, with commanding officers attached to maintain discipline.
Quinn raised his right index finger and shook it, "You're wrong. The Unsullied have a great reputation. How can it be so cheap? The unit price is only seventy or eighty gold dragons. It's cheaper than our sergeants. Is this possible?"
The hiring price of a single Golden Regiment soldier is generally between fifty and one hundred gold dragons, depending on the equipment, strength, and past performance.
The subordinates of these three officers are naturally the bravest and bravest in the entire Golden Regiment, and their unit price is also the highest.
"Then let's count it as a group of 10,000 gold dragons." Tristan Hewen motioned for his companion to come closer, "It is said that Daenerys Stormborn exchanged a young dragon for 8,000 Unsullied in Astapor, that is,
Eight hundred thousand gold dragons. In addition, Slaver's Bay was relatively peaceful at that time, so the price is on the low side. A baby dragon is worth at least one million gold dragons!"
Tristan clicked his tongue for a while before expressing his conclusion about the price of dragon eggs:
"After the Dragon Holder and the Stormborn succeeded in hatching dragons, the price of the dragon eggs may be as high as the price of the young dragons. I guess if this dragon egg appears in the market of Volantis, it will be thrown away and snatched away.
, due to the influence of wealthy businessmen lowering the price, at least 600,000 gold dragons can be sold, and it is easy to sell 80 or more million."
"That's it, I haven't counted the Volantis nobles' strong love for dragons." Tristan became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, wishing he could steal the dragon eggs and sell them for money.
Because they consider themselves the heirs of the Dragon King's family, the entire upper echelons of Volantis are fanatically pursuing dragon-related things.
Dragon eggs are really priceless over there.
Quinn nodded, admitting that his companion's analysis made sense:
"You're right, but you have to look at the quality of things when selling them. This dragon egg is gold and silver, which shows that the hatched dragon is also gold and silver. The gold on your armband is so beautiful, and a silver one inside
How beautiful is the gold-encrusted dragon? This alone can raise the price a lot."
Tristan Rivers has a solid gold armband that he currently wears on his right arm.
The three officers discussed for a long time and came to the conclusion that the price of dragon eggs was more than one million gold dragon coins.
At the same time, in another inconspicuous tent in the military camp.
The faceless man, whose figure was covered by black, said coldly: "If the dragon cannot be hatched this time, we will be responsible for the dragon eggs and subsequent fire dragon matters."
"Don't worry." Although the temperature was very low, Captain Harry was actually sweating. He didn't know whether it was from fear or from the heat.
He didn't know what kind of agreement Fatty Illyrio had reached with the House of Black and White, but he only knew that these people were not easy to mess with.
Based on the fact that the Faceless Man never kills anyone he knows, and the Faceless Man has never exposed his size or appearance, Harry feels that he should not receive much preferential treatment.
"This time, we will definitely capture the blood of the two kings and successfully hatch the dragon."
The Faceless Man waved his hand gently, "There should be no big problem here at Storm's End. What are you doing at King's Landing? Do you need my help?"
Captain Harry bravely approached the man in black robes and whispered: "Sir Ryswell Peake has secretly gone to King's Landing. His relatives, the Peake family of Star Shuttle City, have 1,500 people."
The soldiers are in King's Landing, and we are trying to find ways to recruit this army."
"If nothing unexpected happens, we will give him a surprise at the Dragon Holder's second wedding."
The faceless man's black hood shook slightly, and he seemed to agree with this approach.
…
East of the Stormlands, Shipbreaker Bay, and the waters near Tas Island.
A large ship is handing over to a small ship.
A few days ago, the Onion Knight Davos Seaworth returned to his old ways and secretly took away Edric Storm and Shireen Baratheon on a ship in the middle of the night.
Of course, there are also several loyal knights, such as Andrew Ismon, Gerald Goyle, and others, as well as the sons of the Onion Knight, Dale Seaworth, Mathos Seaworth, and Stannis.
· Seaworth et al.
Yes, Davos named his favorite son after his own king (who was just a lord at the time).
After the Golden Company occupied Cape Wrath's territory, the Onion Knight's wife took her underage sons to Storm's End for refuge.
After realizing that Storm's End would be an arduous defense, Davos also took away his favorite sixth son.
"Sir Andrew, Princess Shireen and young man Edric will be left to you."
Onion Knight said sincerely.
He had previously appointed Sir Andrew as the guardian of Princess Shireen and Edric Storm.
"Why, you don't come with us?" Andrew asked in confusion.
He thought that Davos brought his sixth son out just to escape together.
"No." Onion Knight's eyes were firm, "Someone killed my king, and I will avenge him!"
PS: I emphasize once again that most of the god system in this book strictly follows the original work of Binghuo. Please don’t mention the fanfics in the comments, so as not to mislead other readers.
As for Tyrion's life experience, Volume 1 makes it very clear that he is the son of Joanna and Tywin. The combination of the two Lannisters resulted in the little devil's bloodline being purer and atavistic. His ancestor, "Lan the Clever"
", he is a dwarf who is articulate and extremely intelligent.
