Chapter 221 The Silver Dragon has its own rhythm

"Father, the news came back from Xiaojie and Dan." Ringor looked around and said softly while standing next to Long Zell.

"What are you standing for?" Diana tugged on her eldest son's clothes and motioned for him to sit down.

"Mother, this is a formal matter. I have to deal with it immediately after I report to my father. Mother, just sit back and relax and don't pay attention to me." Ringol did not take the seat that his mother was about to give up. Gently he replaced the stirring stick for his mother.

Long Zell nodded with satisfaction. As he grew older and took more time to actually participate in territorial affairs, his eldest son had indeed become a suitable heir. At least there would be no problem in maintaining the stability of the family and handling important affairs. It’s also easy to do.

"Tell me, how did Little Aegon's son, my dear grandson, plan to swallow up the disputed land?"

"Almost no plan, father." Ringor smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The king didn't even collect enough information. He didn't even figure out the sponsors of the big mercenary groups near the Myr Plateau, or even Understand the relationship between the guys on the Mangrove Coast, the Weeping Coast, the Stone Forest Hills, and the Myr Lake Plain. We also don’t understand the power struggles within Myr and Reese, as well as the overt and covert struggles between the Rogar family and the Iron Bank.”

Ronzel raised his eyebrows. At this moment, Daenerys also ran back with Igor who had washed his face. Although Daenerys was naughty, she also knew that her father was reporting things to her grandfather. Don't interrupt when talking, so you obediently put your brother on the carpet next to Ronzel, and sat down himself, pretending to carefully observe the flowers planted by his grandmother Diana.

But both Lingol and Diana knew that the child's thoughts must be on the military and political affairs that Lingol reported to Longzel.

This girl has been interested in these things since she was a child - but it is only based on her interest. Apart from that, she has no other ideas or progress. The military and political affairs that her father mentioned are very important to Daenerys. Like her toy sword, they are fun things, but they are not things that you should keep learning and doing.

After all, Igor was still a child, and he was a little sleepy after being tortured by his sister. His little body swayed a few times and then lay on the carpet. Diana smiled and pulled a warm jacket from behind Long Zell. Cover the child with a blanket.

You brat, you're better at pretending than I am.

Daenerys quietly squinted her eyes, and happened to see her younger brother who was also hiding in the blanket and turning his head quietly. The girl looked at her younger brother with a strange expression of "This is okay". Compared with her mother, her younger brother is not as good as her. It has been longer, and Daenerys knows her brother even better than her parents.

This kid must not be sleeping, he is also eavesdropping.

Of course, this child who is less than five years old doesn't understand anything. He simply thinks that his father's voice sounds very nice when he talks about business. And my grandfather’s voice is always nice to hear.

"So, why?" Long Zell smiled and closed his eyes, continuing to enjoy the noon sunshine.

"Dragon." Ringor sighed: "Your Majesty is not like his father, nor is he like His Majesty Jakaris I. Both the former kings are well aware that the role of the dragon most of the time is not to spray out dragon flames to kill. A deadly enemy, but a deterrent, but His Majesty is not His Majesty Maegor I in the records. He chose to use his dragons to open up territory for the kingdom instead of attacking his own people."

Ringor smiled. He knew very well that Maegor I was inconsistent with the records in the history books. He was indeed crazy and violent, but he suppressed the church, wiped out the sect's armed forces, and the nobles who resisted Targaryen's rule. He did win over Jaehaerys I. It laid the foundation for strengthening the hearts of the people and strengthening the royal power.

Who can tell the difference between right and wrong?

However, pouring blood and fire into the Eastern Continent, which can open up more living space for the kingdom, is indeed better than consuming strength in a civil war.

"Your Majesty believes that his dragons are enough to compete with thousands of troops. Prince Viserys's sons also fully support your Majesty's actions. Together with Dan and Xiaojie, your Majesty's expeditionary force has Dreamfire, Sea Smoke, Womax , Horn Chao, Cendros and Kongyi are six adult dragons." Ringor rubbed his smooth chin, he was still not used to growing a beard. But when he listed the names of the six giant dragons, Ringor couldn't help but be surprised: "Since the destruction of Valyria, this is the first time that so many dragons are fighting at the same time. Your Majesty will definitely be confident. Full, he should be full of confidence.”

"Continue." Long Zell still had his eyes closed, showing no emotion.

"Except for Prince Luthris Martell and Prince Quinlan Dayne, the rest of the Dukes agreed to send out elites after the Great Council. At least they are veterans and the second sons and youngest sons of nobles. They are well-equipped. , skilled in martial arts, and disciplined in the presence of dragons. The two princes of Dorne also began to gather troops and warships during this time. This war indeed received the support of the princes of the kingdom."

"They have no reason to refuse." Longzell said calmly.

"His Majesty's plan is to quickly occupy Rikar Raklon on the Mangrove Coast, use this city as a base, and first eliminate the warlords on the Weeping Coast and the Myr Lake Plains, and then destroy the Myr Plateau and the Myr-Rhoynar Mountains mercenaries."

"He has a dragon. He can do this. Even with his back to the mainland, my lovely grandson does not need to worry about food and grass supplies." Long Zell opened his eyes: "But this is based on the complete support of several families with fleets. Support him."

"The Redwin family cannot refuse the king's call." Ringor nodded: "The king agreed to Earl Redwin's request to waive the wine tax for five years, in exchange for the entire Redwin fleet, the royal fleet and The Velaryon fleet has merged, and the Red Sea Monster has even offered to provide the Iron Fleet. If the Martell family's fleet can be called a fleet, it doesn't matter."

"So my lovely grandson doesn't know who is in the dense caves on the Weeping Coast?" Long Zell was too lazy to move, but he still raised his hand to stroke his beard. "Or does he think that the red sea monster with the ironborn can completely eliminate those stubborn guys on the coast? Those guys are richer and more cunning than the ironborn. They have lost the Stepstone Islands, and the Weeping Coast is their last base. "

Ringor shook his head: "Your Majesty doesn't know. Even if he knew, with six giant dragons here, he would think that those pirates can't make much trouble, not to mention that the red sea monster promised to send 10,000 iron types."

The corners of Long Zell's mouth twitched. "Lingol, if you were asked to lead troops to conquer a disputed land, what would you do?"

"I will not fight an unprepared and uncertain battle." Lingol still stood upright: "Father, our territory has a silver-blooded army to absorb the noble children who cannot inherit the land. I have already calculated it with Lord Hoffa and the others. Well, at least until Igor’s grandson, our territory can still maintain balance.”

"What if." Long Zell smiled. "What would you do if you wanted to organize it?"

Ringol thought for a moment.

"Just as my father made Dorne surrender, I will make the disputed land surrender to us."

Long Zell turned to look at his son: "Ha, tell me the details?"

Ringol thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Father, can you tell me whether the army I lead only comes from the border area or from the kingdom."

"up to you."

"Whether it is an army composed of the nobles of the kingdom or our army, using war to resolve the war is not the best outcome. Before everything begins, I need all the information on the disputed areas. The warlords there are full of contradictions. Those A mercenary group of four to five thousand people versus a large mercenary group The grievances are already deep, and several large mercenary groups are even more ambitious. Even the Iron Bank has to take care of their face. The Khalasar of Kago Kao is also in that area. The conflicts are already deep-rooted. All they need to do is intensify the conflicts. We can gain a place of controversy where we can divide and win over.”

Ringol seemed to understand what his father meant.

"Our agents will bleed for us in exchange for the land they already own. If they want to rebel later."

Lin Ge's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"The dragon and iron will make them obey."

Long Zell nodded with satisfaction: "How can you guarantee that you will resist the desire to attack those sinners who surrender to you? My son."

"It's simple." Ringol smiled: "I'm not alone. Dan and Orion are better at dealing with those disgusting maggots than I am."

"So, you know what I mean?"

Ringor nodded. He naturally understood what his father meant. It was very simple. The Varese family would not give up the interests of the disputed land, but Darren's work was too rough, and Varese could not wipe his ass for him. .

Therefore, being prepared and ready at any time, but being easy to move, is the rhythm of the Silver Dragon in this expedition.

Under Daenerys's blank eyes, and Igor's sleepy eyes, but with curiosity still shining in his heterochromatic eyes, Ringol took a few steps back and left the garden on the top of the tower.

It left behind a warm scene that was still enjoyable.

Diana quietly sipped the medicine-laced drink in the cup, Ronzel fell asleep peacefully, and even the most noisy Daenerys was uninterested when she saw that her brother fell asleep soon after. He curled up and squinted.

Only Sebastian is still reading. Although he is young, he loves learning the most among the three generations of children. Even the conversation just now did not affect little Sebastian who is addicted to books.

He believed that knowledge was power, and was especially fond of his great-uncle's notes on dragons.

Under the huge Dragon Nest City, groups of cavalry riding Varese's silver-blooded horses were practicing with their helmets on.

They are ready.