Chapter 293 Let’s burn it
Clay didn't expect that Daenerys would follow.
It is estimated that something happened in Dorne, which forced her to go north to find her in advance.
Fortunately, this is a situation where there is no loss even if it is a showdown.
If something hadn't happened to Robb Stark and the main force in the North had appeared before, then... the Mandalay family would have been passive.
If that were the case, Clay would have to fight with the North and the Riverlands first.
Driving Galesos towards Drogon, Clay wanted to know what Daenerys wanted to do with him.
He didn't think the little queen would come to him because she missed him.
Conveying his inner thoughts to Galesos, the guy made a more pleasant sound.
Isn't it just to go to Drogon? It is the most familiar with this. After all, in Dorne before, it bullied Drogon almost every day, which was fun.
Clay drove Galesos and flew in the direction of Drogon.
The two dragons quickly approached, and Galesos roared at Drogon.
Drogon's reaction was particularly interesting. Facing Galesos, who was much larger than himself, he instinctively shrank his neck.
After being frightened for only a second, it realized that in front of it was Galesos, the person it hated most.
Then, at the speed of light, it reacted and roared at Galesos.
In Clay Translation it is.
Galesos:
"It's you, have you eaten?"
Drogon:
"snort!"
The two dragons approached quickly, and Daenerys saw the familiar figure on Galesos's back, and the stone hanging in her heart finally fell to the ground.
Clay knew that she had something to say to him, so he drove Galesos and landed in an empty space with no one in sight.
Daenerys snorted lightly, this guy Clay still understood her so well.
She was just thinking about how to communicate with Clay on the back of the dragon.
The blue-gold dragon flapped its huge wings, and the strong wind blew away the snow on the ground that it didn't like.
First the huge feet landed, and then the two forelimbs landed.
Clay patted Galesos and signaled that he was going down.
Soon, the black Drogon also landed not far away.
Daenerys got off Drogon's back quickly.
The little queen wore a beautifully woven white robe.
A purple shawl was wrapped around her neck.
But it wasn't enough. When she set out, Dorne was still extremely hot.
But when we arrived at the River Land, it was already snowing heavily.
Watching Daenerys shivering in the cold wind, biting her lip and looking at herself.
Clay smiled, knotted his thick fur cloak, and put it on Daenerys.
Reaching out and shaving her very interesting eyebrows, Clay said:
"Real dragons are not afraid of fire, but real dragons seem to be afraid of cold."
Daenerys glared at him. It wasn't her fault that she was underdressed. Who knew it would be so cold in the north.
This hasn't even passed the neck yet.
Daenerys couldn't imagine that the southern part of the Riverlands had reached this temperature. Wouldn't it be freezing everywhere north of the Neck?
No longer teasing her, Clay skillfully put his arm around her waist and squeezed it.
Um……
It seems that the food in Dorne is quite good.
There is a lot of inventory on my waist, and my previous feeding was quite inadequate.
Clay touched his chin with his other hand, thinking thoughtfully.
Daenerys didn't blush just because Clay pinched her twice. After all, there were many more exciting moments.
But she instinctively felt that the bastard in front of her must be planning her in his mind.
Violet-like eyes gave Clay a hard look, and Daenerys stepped on him deliberately.
Clay grinned. He had been fighting with a bunch of sweaty old men before, but now that he saw his woman, he naturally wanted to tease her.
But there will be plenty of time later, and now there is still business to do.
"Danni, you came here to see me. Do you have something urgent you want me to know?"
Clay carried Daenerys to a slightly flatter stone, took her to sit down, and then asked.
Daenerys decided to take care of this guy later and let him go for now.
She shook off some thoughts from her mind, stared at Clay's face, and nodded:
"Yes, something happened down south."
She raised a hand, pointed at Galesos who was lying on the side, covering his head with one wing and pretending to be confused, and said a little tiredly:
"I can't control this big baby of yours at all. After it got tired of bullying Drogon, it ran away from Dorne."
Clay had no idea of the good deeds Galesos was doing in the Reach.
He knew that Daenerys had not finished speaking, so he nodded and motioned for Daenerys to continue.
"Your dear Galesos, he ran to Star Shuttle City, and he probably went to find the Peak family for food."
Clay was speechless. He could understand the next words without Daenerys having to say them.
When the Peak family saw such a big Galesos, it would be a big deal for them not to be frightened and lose control.
He remembered what he had felt before when Galesos was injured.
Clay covered his forehead and asked:
"It won't burn down the Peak family and the Star Shuttle City with a burst of dragon flames, right?"
Daenerys couldn't help but smile when she saw Clay's performance.
If you really understand Galesos, you have to look at Clay as the master.
She shook her head, spread her hands and said:
"Anyway, Star Shuttle City can no longer be called a city. I rode Drogon to see it, and it was just a big ball of burnt black lumps."
"As for whether the Peak family was buried with the entire Star Shuttle City, I don't know, and I can't go to the High Court to ask."
Clay understood why Daenerys came to him.
Now that Galesos has done something like this, the entire Reach must be in turmoil.
Seeing the tragic situation in Star Shuttle City, all of them became severe dragon PTSD patients.
They must be in constant panic now, afraid that one day a dragon will fly over them.
This also means that their plan to sit firmly on Diaoyutai has gone bankrupt as they watched the two deer fight.
Maybe Renly Baratheon has withdrawn his troops now.
This had a huge impact on the entire situation. He was busy fighting, and Daenerys could not contact him openly.
After controlling the naughty kid Galesos and heading north, she followed him on Drogon.
Clay rubbed his forehead with a headache and sighed:
"It's really troublesome."
"Dorn, have you started setting up defenses?"
Clay asked.
"Yes, it's already being done. However, there are still some Dornish nobles who are more warlike and want to catch the Stormlands and the Riverlands off guard."
"However, their matter failed to come to fruition in the end and was suppressed by me and Prince Doran."
Daenerys raised her little eyebrows, obviously quite proud of this matter.
But immediately, she found that Clay was looking at her again with a strange look.
She knew that look, it was the same look Clay had every time she did something stupid while sleeping.
Look at the idiot's eyes.
Two eyebrows were raised high. Daenerys was a little reluctant. Did she do something wrong?
As if he knew what Daenerys was thinking, Clay sighed, touched her long silver hair, and said helplessly:
"Hey, let me ask you, use your smart mind to think about it, who is the biggest militant faction in Dorne?"
This question stunned Daenerys. The little queen hesitated for a long time, then pursed her lips and said:
"It's the Martell family."
"It's okay, not that stupid."
Clay looked like he could still save his life and continued to explain:
"So, you told me that the voice of Dorne's main battle was suppressed by you and Prince Doran. Dany, now think about it again, is this really the case?"
Daenerys's raised eyebrows suddenly landed hard and knitted together.
She understood where the misunderstanding in her thinking was.
In her previous subconscious mind, because the Martell family was very cooperative, Daenerys regarded them as her own.
Now after Clay's reminder, she understood the key to the problem.
"So, you mean that the so-called main battle was actually promoted by Prince Doran behind the scenes?"
Clay nodded.
"That's right, the so-called saying that you teamed up to suppress this main battle is actually a test by Doran Martell."
"What a pity, you Targaryen probably didn't perform very well."
After taking a look at Daenerys' angry and aggrieved expression, Clay comforted her with a few words:
"But it doesn't matter. They have to rely on us to achieve their revenge. This temptation is harmless because I am still here."
"Since you let them think that your brainpower is not as good as theirs, then show off the violence you control. The result will be the same."
After Clay finished speaking, he stood up, pulled Daenerys, and changed the topic.
"Let's not talk about these things for now. Let's talk about it slowly when we have time."
"Now, I want to ask you."
Clay looked into her eyes and said solemnly:
"You just saw Tywin Lannister, the Riverlands coalition forces, and the northern nobles in Harrenhal City on the battlefield in front of Harrenhal. How do you plan to deal with them?"
"As for me, burning them all here is fine. Whoever you want to let go is fine. The decision is yours."
"I am a Mandalay. I have no hatred for these people. Therefore, I do not want to decide their life or death."
"Now, it's up to you, Daenerys Targaryen."
Clay had already thought about this.
From a purely military perspective, two giant dragons faced off against these three families who were completely unprepared.
It can be said that as long as Clay thought about it, apart from his own army, almost none of the more than 30,000 people left could leave alive.
But from a governance perspective, this may not be a good choice.
Because this group of people actually represents the old order with strong foundations in the North, West, and Riverlands.
It is easy to destroy order, but how to restore it and rebuild it is another question.
Clay waited for a long time, and finally he heard Daenerys's answer:
"I can ignore everything else for now, but Lannister must pay the price."
Clay nodded, the answer was as he expected.
He looked at the chaotic sky and whispered: "Then burn them."
…
Tywin Lannister has escaped.
But he was unwilling to do so.
Damn Targaryen, why did he come at this time?
He made no attempt to leave with his main army in the West.
That will definitely become a living target for that giant dragon.
The old lion didn't give up, and when he left, he called over a famous noble from the Western Region.
These people followed him back to Casterly Rock City, and at least the rule of the entire Western Territory would not collapse for the time being.
In that case, theoretically he still has a chance to make a comeback.
As for the more than 10,000 remaining main forces in the Western Region, although the old lion felt distressed, he had to give up.
He had no way to guarantee whether his daughter and grandson would survive.
Just leave it to fate.
Not long after he quietly left the battlefield.
The giant dragon disappeared for a short while and then returned. The heart-stopping roar of the dragon made everyone afraid to move rashly.
Facing this mythical creature, humans will only feel their own insignificance.
They stared closely at every flutter of the dragon's wings, and then they saw another black-red dragon behind the blue-gold dragon.
Another one!
Seeing this scene, Tywin Lannister felt no more lucky.
Although he didn't see the scene where Clay climbed onto the dragon's back, he still couldn't muster the courage to resist when faced with two giant dragons.
His face suddenly became very gray, and he looked even older under the gloomy sky.
Tywin Lannister is already thinking about the future of his family.
However, suddenly, two bright streams of fire were reflected in his green pupils.
He seemed to be able to hear the orders from the Targaryen on the dragon's back from such a long distance.
She said, he said:
"drcarys!"
The dragon's mouth opened, magic power surged, and high-temperature fire that could burn all living creatures spurted out.
Galesos' dragon flame is heavier than Drogon's.
Legend has it that when the dragon truly grows up, the dragon flames it spits out are pitch black.
This kind of dragon flame can melt boulders, as Balerion did back then.
Its dragon flames melted Harrenhal, which no amount of armies could conquer.
Aegon I Targaryen the Conqueror used dragonfire and hot molten flowstone to forge a tomb for the cruel Harren "Blackheart".
Despite three hundred years of wind and rain, King Heron's ashes are still sealed at the highest point of the Burning King Tower to this day.
The so-called Curse of Harrenhal, more often than not, is people's eternal memory of that destruction.
Daenerys chose to destroy the Lannister, and Clay followed her wishes.
The nobles up and down Westeros are all cheap at heart. Don't expect them to surrender after the dragon flies around for two times.
Since someone must experience the blood and fire of the Targaryen and Manderly families, let's start with this army of the West.
The dragon flames hit the ground, and all the moisture in the body of everyone it touched evaporated in less than a second.
All combustible parts of the body burn instantly.
What was left in the end was a carbonized body whose outline could barely be discerned.
Their death is painless because life has already left them before they can experience the pain of burning themselves in flames.
This is another kind of kindness, but nothing more.
Since the Western Army is uniformly wearing red and gold armor, it can be seen very clearly from a high altitude.
Clay and Daenerys only need to focus on a place where red is gathered together, control Galesos and Drogon to rush down, spit out hot dragon flames, and burn them to ashes.
It was as if he were still using an eraser on a piece of dirty paper, erasing the parts he didn't like.
Every time the dragon passed by, a row of Western soldiers would be cleared out. In addition to being turned into ashes on the spot, the rest were completely scorched by the fierce fire that wrapped around them in the fierce struggle.
Dragon flames are created using magic, so naturally they cannot be extinguished immediately when exposed to water.
The two giant dragons started a mad killing spree, and naturally the soldiers from the Western Region below could not sit still and wait for death.
At this time, there is no talk of loyalty and honor. Rushing in to save one's life is the most important thing.
As a result, the once well-organized formation of the Western Border troops instantly collapsed.
They all knew that the only way to survive was to flee in all directions at this time. If they stayed together in a group, they were more likely to become the target of the two giant dragons that kept roaring and roaring in the sky.
The soldiers from the Riverlands, who were originally inseparable from the Western soldiers, quickly broke away from the Western soldiers and kept retreating.
They seemed to have understood that now only these unlucky Westerners were bearing the dragon's wrath.
The Riverland soldiers wanted to beat up the drowned dogs, but they were afraid of being burned to ashes by the dragon, so they could only retreat far away.
Some soldiers in the Western Region seemed to realize that the dragon would not attack these cowardly river people for the time being. Their survival instinct made them put aside their dignity as soldiers and wanted to sneak into the enemy's camp to survive.
But no matter how they begged, throwing away their weapons, and raising their hands to show that they were harmless, the only response they received was the wild laughter of the riverlanders, and the bows and arrows that drove them back.
The people of the Riverlands enjoy seeing themselves burned to death by dragons, even more so than their fear of them.
More and more Riverland nobles returned to Edmure Tully's position, which was where Clay was originally from.
They eagerly wanted to know what to do next, and wanted to get the latest instructions from Commander-in-Chief Clay.
However, when they arrived, they were told by Edmure Tully:
Their commander-in-chief is the driver of the blue-gold dragon.
In other words, Clay Manderly is a Dragon King who has never been seen before and has never appeared in any records.
The first reaction of those who received the news was that Edmure Tully was frightened by the dragon and was talking nonsense at this time.
But there were many people who saw the scene of Clay Dragon rising into the sky, but they had to believe this absurd fact.
Thinking about their private curses and disdain for Clay Mandler before, these pampered Riverland gentlemen, whose faces were glowing just a moment ago, are now frighteningly pale, the same color as the falling snow in the sky.
They couldn't understand why a dragon king came from Mandalay, a once honest northern family.
This should never be the case.
Only a Targaryen can control a dragon!
The nobles of the Riverlands all think so.
But the problem came, they racked their brains and couldn't match Clay with any name that existed in their memory.
Clay does not have the traditional Valyrian appearance with silver hair and purple eyes. He cannot be Viserys, nor can he be Rhaegar Targaryen who was sent to meet the gods by Robert's hammer.
The minds of all the riverland adults are in a mess right now.
They finally understood now that Clay Mandler, just a Mandalay kid who didn't even inherit a title, had the confidence to control them to death.
Now the case is finally solved. This is a giant dragon nesting next to them that may eat them at any time.
Gods above me, what the hell is going on!
…
The slaughter of Clay and Daenerys continues, but Clay does not intend to burn all the Westlanders below.
Time consuming and of little significance.
He chose to let the people of the Westerlands experience what blood and fire are from the same origin. Part of the reason was that once Daenerys came, he could not easily forgive them, even if the two of them now respected him when they got along.
For the rest, Clay actually wanted to use this big stage that was finally built to sing the return of the Dragon King to the nobles of the Riverlands, the North, and the West who were forced to be the audience.
Just like the raging prairie war, war is a continuation of politics. As long as the opponent can surrender, one's own goal will be achieved.
As for whether the Lannister family can survive, whether all of them die or whether there are only three or two kittens left, to be honest, Clay doesn't care.
Because the Lannister family will inevitably be deprived of their position as rulers of the West that they have inherited for thousands of years.
Clay has his own understanding of the future political framework of the entire Seven Kingdoms. It is impossible for him to allow the existence of strongmen like Tywin Lannister who control one-seventh of the kingdom's military and financial power.
When a new government is established, many things are best implemented.
Of course, not now.
Therefore, after controlling Galesos and burning away the main military formations, what was left of Clay did not actually let it attack anything.
It seems to be constantly spitting out flames, but in fact the damage is very limited.
On the other hand, Daenerys, under her control, Drogon directly transformed into the black and red god of death.
Clay didn't try to stop him. After all, the country and the family hated each other. When Tywin Lannister chose to betray Daenerys' father, he should have thought that such a day would come.
Lannister, you must pay your debts.
The blood debt they owed back then has been in arrears for so many years. Now that the creditor has come to their door, they must pay the price.
It's reasonable, so Clay doesn't interfere.
Under every throne, there must be numerous bones, this is inevitable.
The people who died directly or indirectly at the hands of Clay Mandler were unknown to Fanfan, and he had no intention of showing mercy to these Western soldiers.
He didn't think Tywin Lannister would just wait in the army for Galethos and Drogon to attack.
It is estimated that the old lion has escaped and ascended to heaven now, but I don't know what he thinks about what happened today.
After all, he still holds Joffrey Baratheon and Queen Mother Cersei Lannister in his hands.
Tommen and Myrcella had been taken to Casterly Rock by Jaime Lannister, and Cresson did not catch them in the raid.
Tywin Lannister himself is definitely not compatible with the new dynasty of Clay and Daenerys.
As for his fate, that will happen later.
Anyway, the dragon's figure will appear over Casterly Rock sooner or later.
Not too far.
Clay thought, and with some energy, he continued to control Galesos to chase the fleeing Western soldiers.
After a while, when the Western soldiers on the main battlefield are almost wiped out, Clay plans to stop Daenerys.
Violence is a good way to solve problems, but violence must not be relied upon.
Galesos passed by low in the sky, bringing with it a smoky wind.
Clay smelled something burning.
He knows what it is.
