Chapter 231 The Appearance of Wildfire
Viserys briefly talked about the situation in the Riverlands.
The Blackwood family disobeys the law and the farmers union riots.
In particular, he expressed strong dissatisfaction with the Bracken family.
Of Old Tully's three sons, only the eldest son was of some use, and he died in the Bracken family's night attack.
The remaining two are either sensual dandies or heartless fools.
It can be predicted that the Tully family will decline in the next few decades.
After hearing about the chaos in the Riverlands, Rhaegar frowned and secretly thought that the nobles of Westeros had long been accustomed to his father's weakness, so they dared to openly rebel against lawlessness.
Lord Leonor is injured and Harwin retreats to Harrenhal. Things are more difficult than imagined.
Old Tully followed the rebels and hid in Harrenhal, leaving Riverrun without a leader.
The Riverlands are limited by geography, with the Trident River dividing the noble territories.
This resulted in inconvenient transportation and weak connections between nobles.
As time went by, they became more and more indifferent to the rule of the Tully family, and each went their own way.
It is the worst order among the Seven Kingdoms.
Rhaegar held his father's hand and looked firmly: "Do you want me to rescue Harrenhal?"
At the speed of a glutton, one hour is enough to fly back and forth.
After a few mouthfuls of dragon flames, the rebels naturally retreated.
Viserys's eyes flashed with shame, and he clasped his eldest son's hand with both hands, his nose sore: "Get some rest first. You have just returned to King's Landing, so you must have a good night's sleep."
After the burning of the Three Women's Kingdom, he completely trusted his eldest son's abilities.
The riverlands are not as rugged as the Stepstone Islands, and there are caves for the rebels to hide.
On the open plains, the dragon is invincible.
Rhaegar whispered: "Okay, I will go to the Riverlands tomorrow and deal with the Stepstone Islands later."
The lair of the Three Women Kingdom was burned to the ground.
The mercenaries on the Stone Steps Islands are like a pile of sand and can be destroyed with a wave of your hand.
…
Out of the bedroom.
Rhaegar raised his eyes and noticed the figure in black dress waiting at the corner of the corridor.
"Rhaenayla, you haven't left yet." Rhaegar stepped forward.
Rhaenyra remained facing away, her hands folded in front of her belly.
Rega hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet and asked with a smile: "Are you waiting for me?"
Swish——
A cold light flashed and touched Rega's "vital part".
In an instant, Lei Jia's face froze and cold sweat broke out.
"Of course I'm waiting for you. If I weren't here, someone else would be waiting for you."
Rhaenyra stared at him with a smile, caressing the side of his face with one hand, and pushing forward with the dagger in her other hand.
"Sister, calm down."
Rhaegar's pupils shrank, extremely frightened.
With this dagger, the source of trouble disappears.
Rhaenyra leaned a little closer, her eyes radiating coldness, and asked: "You haven't had time to engrave bronze yet, right?"
She knew Rhaegar's abilities and mastered a mysterious power called runes.
The upper body is engraved with bronze runes, which turn into cyan scales when attacked.
The lower body has not yet been engraved.
Rhaegar held his breath, bowed back, and said bitterly: "Rhaena..."
The brief panic passed and he regained his senses.
Rhaenyra would not harm him.
I'm afraid he got angry and took the opportunity to teach him a lesson.
Sure enough, Rhaenyra withdrew her dagger and stopped holding it against him.
Before Rhaegar could breathe a sigh of relief, a cold dagger pressed against his face.
Rhaenyra said coldly: "This dagger is for Jenny."
Rhaegar understood that she suppressed Zhenhuo for her own sake.
"Rhaega, I took care of you and brought you up. I know everything about you."
Rhaenyra pointed her dagger at the tip of his nose, applying slight pressure, and green scales emerged to block the sharp dagger.
The dagger slashed down, and green scales appeared.
Rhaenyra's eyes were calm and she said complicatedly: "Remember your promise, don't ask me to help you remember it."
Rhaegar held the small dagger and solemnly said: "The flame never forgets."
After that, he grabbed the dagger and threw it away. He knelt down and lowered his figure, directly carrying Rhaenyra on his shoulders.
"Rega..."
Rhaenyra exclaimed, slapping him hard on the back, and the ice melted from her eyes.
…
The second day.
The sun is high and the sunshine is intense.
"Hiss-"
A dark dragon shadow rushed out of the dragon's lair and flashed over King's Landing.
The civilians on Silk Street could see it most clearly.
The Black Dragon is the direction to the Riverlands.
Old city gate.
Five hundred sub-groups, more than four hundred unsullied ones, and three hundred dragon guards each lined up.
Gulu gulu~
A four-wheeled carriage slowly approached, escorted on both sides by more than a hundred valley knights wearing armor.
Inside the carriage.
Rhaenyra and Jeyne sat opposite each other, one wearing a black strapless dress and the other wearing a plain white dress.
The atmosphere was oppressive and silent.
Jenny lowered her head and spoke first: "Rhaenyra, I'm sorry."
“If an apology works, there is no need for laws.”
Rhaenyra crossed one of her legs, folded her hands on her lap, and tapped the back of her hands with her fingertips.
Jenny took a deep breath and whispered: "I will return to the valley immediately and never return to King's Landing."
"It's your understanding."
Rhaenyra said coolly.
Jenny twitched her lips and forced a smile: "Actually, I have a lot to say to you."
"If you dare to say another word, you won't be able to return to the valley!"
Rhaenyra's face turned cold and she scolded her mercilessly.
The ignorant Bichi.
If Rega hadn't worked so hard to please her last night, she would have been intercepted and killed on the way.
The conversation is over.
Renee pulled out of the carriage, her white calves looming under her black skirt.
The carriage left the city gate and headed towards the valley.
Three hundred dragon guards followed the Valley Knight and joined the escort.
The Second Sons and the Unsullied divided into two teams and each left the city gate.
They were the troops that followed the prince to the Riverlands.
Rhaenyra turned sideways, watching the carriage and procession disappear from sight.
"Princess, let's go back to the Red Keep."
Stephen Darklin of the Kingsguard reminded softly.
Rhaenyra touched the Valyrian steel necklace around her neck and smiled: "No, I want to go to the dragon's lair."
"Yes, princess."
Stephen guarded everyone regardless of the reason.
Feeling the cold three dragon head pendant, Rhaenyra felt at peace and missed Rhaegar a little.
"A trip to the Riverlands."
To get rid of the anger of meeting Jenny.
…
Riverlands, Harrenhal.
It's already a scorching hot day in July, and it's even hotter inside the castle at this moment.
"Pour some fire oil on it, hurry up..."
"Prepare the catapult..."
Outside the towering and heavy city wall, thousands of farmers in coarse linen clothes surrounded the city, and the crowd was fierce.
Most of them were armed with dung forks and hoes, and the equipment was extremely poor.
In front of the crowd, ten large catapults were pushed.
Manned by hundreds of armored and well-equipped soldiers.
The soldier's armor is engraved with a scarlet war horse in a golden shield.
This is the emblem of the Bray family.
In addition, there are some other minor noble family emblems, mixed among the soldiers.
They are vassals of House Bracken.
The siege of Harrenhal was the rebellion of the Bracken family that instigated the farmers' gathering.
As the officers yelled, the soldiers carefully moved the barrels one by one and placed them in the slings.
"put!"
With an order, catapults were launched one after another.
The barrel jumped over the towering walls and smashed into the interior of Harrenhal.
Boom——
The barrel shattered and green flames erupted, spreading over a large area.
The trebuchet is refilled.
"put!!"
Barrels were hurled into Harrenhal.
Some hit the city wall, and some flew farther and landed in the sacred forest on the edge of the city wall.
The green flame seemed to need no fuel, still burning as it clung to the stone.
The sacred forest was invaded by green fire and instantly burst into flames.
Harrenhal was the largest and most majestic castle in Westeros before the War of the Conquerors.
It is built on the north shore of Shenyan Lake, the largest inland lake in the mainland.
The thick and steep city wall stands like a cliff, and the gatehouse is as big as an ordinary castle.
A total of five towers were built at Harrenhal.
They are: Tower of Terror, Widow's Tower, Wailing Tower, Ghost Tower, and Burning King Tower.
Not a single tower was left intact after being burned by Balerion, the Black Death.
Towers were twisted and stone splintered.
Many of the buildings designed by Harren the Black were gutted and reduced to black ruins.
There was a gloomy atmosphere.
boom--
More barrels are projected, and the green flame becomes more and more powerful.
Although it failed to hit the five towers, it surrounded the towers in flames.
There are less than two thousand guards in the city.
Climb the city wall, draw your bow and shoot arrows at the enemy below, and counterattack.
Unable to bear the intensity of the fire, the rear gradually turned into a sea of flames.
"Quickly put out the fire, the green fire is spreading near the tower!"
"Everyone, put out the fire..."
Under the clear sky, the dim Harrenhal burned with green fire.
Thick smoke and screams formed a mournful music.
"Ah! Don't touch the green fire..."
"It's burning, and the fire cannot be extinguished..."
Soldiers and servants went to put out the fire. The green fire burned quickly when it touched them, and watering them could not extinguish the fire.
The maesters of Harrenhal recognized this flame.
An alchemical product, wildfire.
It has strong instability, flammability, adhesion...
The power is comparable to dragon flames, and it explodes when touched.
It is an extremely dangerous flammable substance.
It was once banned by the school city.
On the tower, Harwin was wearing armor and holding a sword, looking anxious.
He knew wildfires and had heard the horrors of this flammable substance.
In less than half an hour, the wildfire spread across most of Harrenhal.
If this continues, they will be burned to death before the rebels break through the city gate.
outside the city.
The rebellious mob launched a charge, carrying ladders and rushing towards the city wall under dense arrows.
"Surround the east gate and don't let Strong escape!"
Bracken's officers issued orders and directed the mob to surround Harrenhal.
Harwin was anxious and angry. He drew his sword and shouted: "Get rolling logs and kerosene, and don't let the mob climb up the city wall."
At this moment, he felt 10,000 regrets in his heart.
The peaceful times lasted for too long, causing the Strong family to lose their vigilance.
War reserves were lacking, and soldiers had very little decent equipment.
There were supposed to be catapults on the battlements.
Because of its age and disrepair, it was demolished early.
Otherwise, the catapults below would not be able to show off their majesty.
The rebels had already been allowed to set themselves on fire.
A guard ran over in a panic and said anxiously: "Sir, the fire in the godswood is too strong and cannot be controlled!"
Not only can't I control it, I can't control it at all.
The fire grew larger and larger, approaching the tower with the direction of the wind.
Many servants died while fighting the fire.
