Chapter 420 The Rage of the Sea Serpent

King's Landing.

Parliament Hall.

In the solemnly decorated parliament hall, the royal ministers were sitting around the long table.

Just now, Archmaester Orwell received a series of raven messages from the Stormlands.

After being confirmed by Intelligence Chief Tormund, there is no doubt that one piece of bad news is better than the other.

The imperial ministers buried their heads in silence, and the atmosphere was indescribably depressing.

Viserys sat on the main seat, his face slightly pale, and he moved his buttocks as if on pins and needles.

The storm land seemed to be in a good situation, but the worst results actually came.

He turned his head slightly and peeked at the sea snake Corliss sitting across the long table, and was quickly frightened away by his gloomy and terrifying expression.

Corliss crossed his hands, lowered his head with a dark face, and his eyes were like a deep pool.

Without considering the feelings of the people present at all, he released the breathtaking spirit of nine voyages.

Viserys turned to look at the other ministers. Knowing that he could no longer remain silent, he coughed twice and said, "Everyone, let's talk about the situation in the Stormlands."

After saying that, he rapped his knuckles on the table to bring everyone back from the surprise.

He raised his eyes to look at Corliss opposite, lowered his voice and sounded solemn: "Lord Corliss, I don't want to advise you to mourn. I hope the Seven Gods will bless Sir Lanino."

According to the news, Lanino disappeared without any reason, and neither his body nor his body was found alive.

The giant dragon Haiyan went berserk and attacked the residents of the storm land indiscriminately, causing a large number of casualties within Wulin City.

It was clear that Lanino had been murdered.

When Corliss heard this, he raised his head stiffly, his eyes seemed to contain monstrous anger, and his voice was extremely suppressed as he said: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I believe that my child can turn disaster into good, just like I did when I was young."

Over fifty years old, this sea snake has enough experience to write a book.

Even if he knew that his child had a narrow escape, he still maintained a rationality that would never give up.

"My sincere blessing."

Viserys comforted him, turned to face the ministers, and said solemnly: "The Dornish people have occupied Stonehelm City, Sir Lannino has disappeared, and only Crow's Nest City and the Rainforest Garrison are left on the three fronts. Do we need to send additional reinforcements?"

Speaking of which, the third-party front of Mistwood City blocked Dorne's attack, but could not avoid an out-of-control dragon.

Otto was the first to respond: "Your Majesty, the king's reinforcements set off not long ago, so it is not appropriate to mobilize more troops for the time being."

Leonor followed up with a speech: "After the Narrow Sea War, many armies were mobilized from various places. Recruiting more troops may cause opposition from the lords of various places."

To break through Myr, the valley contributed a lot.

After Lys was conquered, several additional armies were sent from the Reach, the Westerlands, and the Riverlands.

Even Tyrosh, which Daemon occupied, was mixed with a large number of soldiers from the Royal Territory, the Riverlands, and the Northern Alliance.

Lin Man stared with old eyes and said with some urgency: "The Three Women's Kingdom has invested too many troops, and the Dorne rebellion is following closely. Our situation is very critical."

"Sir Lin Man, we have conquered the Three Women's Kingdom. The situation is not as exaggerated as you said."

Jaspie raised his brows and said sternly: "The Reach, the West, and the Vale should be able to mobilize a lot of troops."

Westeros is a big place, and if you squeeze it, you can always gather troops.

Otto was silent for a moment and rudely refuted his allies, saying: "The troops in the West are stationed to defend the Ironborn, and the Reach is stationed at the Prince's Pass. These are critical places."

Since the Second Battle of the Stepstones, the ironborn have been very restless and have been harassing Lannister Harbor and Seaside City in the Riverlands.

When Dorne invades, Prince's Pass and Bone Road are always the first choices, and the Reach must deploy a large number of defenders every time.

Militant tactics should not be adopted unless absolutely necessary.

Jaspie choked and shut up.

"What should we do?"

Viserys looked around, looking for a satisfactory answer.

Leonor and Otto looked at each other.

They are both smart people and understand each other quickly.

Leonor said with a straight face, "Your Majesty, with the reinforcements from the king's territory, the Stormlands have enough troops to deal with the Dornish invaders. It is best for us to remain unchanged in response to any changes."

"That's right." Otto took over the conversation and added: "The Stormlands lost a controllable dragon, but there is another one that is enough to deal with it."

The two of them talked to each other and missed many questions.

For example, the rhythm of the war was interrupted, Aemond's disobedience, the former lover secretly hidden in Lanino's army, and the current lover disappeared together...

Without a qualified commander, the Stormland Alliance's command was full of mistakes.

Viserys felt a little relieved after hearing this, and suddenly mentioned: "The sea smoke is out of control, causing many casualties. He may be looking for a driver."

The voice was emotional, with a hint of disappointment.

A dragon goes berserk and no one can stop it.

Not only will it affect the outcome of the war, it will also tarnish Targaryen's reputation.

The most crucial point.

Viserys was worried that someone might hate the dragon and secretly kill the unsuspecting Sea Smoke.

Any dragon is an irreplaceable and precious asset.

When the parliament arrived, the direction began to shift towards peace.

I advise the king not to worry and leave it to the stormy land to handle it.

However, some people are not satisfied.

boom!

Collis's dark complexion was frighteningly dark. He could no longer suppress his anger and angrily shouted: "We still have to sit back and watch. There is no decent commander in Stormland. If it continues, the situation will only become more corrupt!"

He is a true battle-hardened warrior.

Based on the few words in the letter, Royce Cullen's mediocrity and incompetence and Emond's willfulness have been analyzed.

These problems are not serious on ordinary days, but they are very deadly on the battlefield.

A commander who cannot command his subordinates is worse than a piece of shit.

A dragon driver who disobeys orders would be better off plunging into the sea and drowning.

Viserys was startled and looked at Corliss blankly.

The mood comforted by the two ministers in the letter suddenly wavered.

Corliss walked out of his seat quickly, took out the map he had prepared in his sleeve, and spoke sharply: "Dorn dares to challenge the authority of the Iron Throne. It is all thanks to the support of Braavos and the three female national remnants. Sea control is the key!"

"The navy is backlogged in three city-states and is always on guard against foreign enemies."

Viserys spoke quietly.

He knew everything about the movements of the Three Women's Kingdom.

There are rebels with evil intentions hidden in the city-state, and the two allies, Pentos and Volantis, are also ambitious.

Not only must we guard against Braavos, which is clearly hostile, but we must also guard against seemingly friendly friendly forces.

This is human nature.

They can't go to war together. The Targaryens occupy three city-states, and Pentos and Volantis are willing to take only some port taxes.

It was only because of the eldest son's tough attitude and the giant dragon that they didn't dare to make a mistake.

Viserys had reason to suspect that among the people behind the transportation of supplies to Dorne, the shadows of Prince Pentos and the Governor of Volantis were indispensable.

Ancient Valyria was too powerful and left a deep shadow on Essos.

If nothing unexpected happens in Westeros, it will have an impact on the Targaryen rule.

How could the series of free trade cities in Pentos and Volantis sleep?

Corliss glanced at him, pointed to the Stepstone Islands on the map, and replied in a preaching manner: "Rhaenys and the others stay in the city-state, Prince Aegon can definitely go out, and it is easy to dispatch a navy of two thousand men."

Among all the ministers of the country, he is the only one who is proficient in war.

As early as he received the news of Lanino's murder, he was planning a strategy in his mind.

Upon hearing this, Viserys stared at the map and fell silent for a moment.

He knew nothing about war, but he also knew the importance of Aegon guarding the Stepstones, maintaining transit in the lower half of the Narrow Sea, and preventing other Free Trade Cities from penetrating into the disputed area from the sea.

Collis hit the table with his hand and urged: "Your Majesty, why are you hesitating? The Dornish people are coming with force. It is no longer a trivial matter a few days ago."

Without Viserys needing to speak, Otto immediately frowned and warned: "Lord Corliss, I deeply sympathize with your situation, but please have basic respect for the king. You are just a minister!"

He is a selfish person, but he knows better that he must maintain the king's dignity at critical moments.

Regardless of whether Daemon or the Velaryon family did not abide by the rules of power, he regarded them as enemies.

Corliss instantly glared and faced Otto with a gloomy expression.

He had nothing but contempt and disgust for this selfish and prudent second son of Hightower.

Seeing the tension between the two of them, Viserys glanced back and forth and tried to persuade him habitually: "Otto, Lord Corliss is in a hurry, but he is serving his country."

"I just want him to understand the etiquette of a king and his ministers."

Otto made an understatement.

"snort!"

Corliss snorted disdainfully, pointed the finger at Viserys, and said bluntly: "Your Majesty, I seriously doubt Lord Royce's commanding ability. I apply to lead the troops into battle!"

As soon as the words fell, the conference hall fell silent.

The imperial ministers stared at him with deep thought in their eyes.

Corliss gave them a general strategy without giving them a chance to question: "Dorne invades the Stormlands, and the landing point is only Stonehelm City. Given Dorne's national conditions, 20,000 regular troops are almost deployed from the entire country, so the defenders within the territory must be lax."

Viserys perked up and became interested.

Corliss glanced at Otto with disdain, and traced his fingers from the Stepstone Islands on the map to Sunspear City, with hatred in his voice; "Prince Aegon led the Stepstone Islands Navy to dispatch, under my full command, and directly destroyed the horses. Tyr’s lair!”

The pain of losing his son occurred, and Corliss's hatred reached its peak.

The tight strategy planned step by step is too cumbersome, it is unrealistic to control the sea, and it is even harder to prevent someone from secretly supporting Dorne.

Therefore, the method with the highest risk and the greatest reward was chosen.

Go straight to Sunspear and chop off the heads of all the Martells.

Viserys listened carefully and said slightly excitedly: "It's a very clever plan, but it contains great dangers."

Killing Martell would bring Dorne into the territory.

Corliss's eyes were as sharp as a hawk and he said firmly: "Dorne is not rich, so we can use Prince Aemond's dragons. Two dragons will definitely be able to break Sunspear City."

No matter how strong the castle is, it is just a decoration in front of the dragon.

Sunspear is not a dangerous place like Eagle's Nest or Casterly Rock. It has mud and stone walls and an open terrain that a giant dragon can sweep through.

Upon hearing this, Leonor and Otto lamented the madness of the plan and joined the discussion.

After some debate, Viserys suddenly asked: "Should we recall Rhaegar?"

Corliss' expression paused and his tone softened slightly: "The prince is still in Myr, and he should be back after hearing the news."

Viserys nodded, increasingly satisfied.

With his eldest son by his side, he has the confidence to fight foreign wars.

While the monarch and his ministers were discussing passionately, Tormund, who had been silent all this time, stood up and whispered: "Your Majesty, I have some information that you should know more about."

Viserys was stunned and turned to look at him.

Several other imperial ministers also cast their gazes.

Tormund felt the pressure in vain. He took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over. He said heavily: "Dorne's food production has been reduced since the beginning of the year. A large number of refugees have flowed into the Vulture Mountains. There are tens of thousands of people, including young and old, and there are invading princes." Signs of passes and bone passes.”