Time is back on track.

Riverrun.

Dong dong dong...

Amidst the sound of drums, Lord Blackwood walked into the great hall of Riverrun.

In the room above the hall.

Rhaegar sat in a high position, supporting the side of his face with one hand and crossing one leg.

"Ah~"

Rhaenyra peeled the grapes and brought them to his mouth.

Rhaegar looked at her in surprise, opened his mouth and swallowed the grape pulp.

Rhaenyra was a bit attentive today.

Rhaenyra rolled her eyes and sat back down.

"Stone, bang..."

Helena was sitting on her knees in front of the desk, fiddling with the two stones.

below.

Lord Blackwood raised his head and saw the images of the three Targaryen heirs.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he bowed to himself: "The Blackwood family greets you, Your Highness!"

Rhaegar smiled and peeled a grape himself to eat.

There was silence in the hall.

Occasionally I heard Helena's murmuring childish voice.

Earl Blackwood frowned secretly, feeling the pressure.

His eyes swept over Robb and Elmon, thinking that this was far from the ideal meeting.

The show of force was too thorough.

After pondering for a moment, Earl Blackwood took a deep breath and changed his greeting: "Your Royal Highness, I haven't seen you for a long time. May the old gods praise your beauty."

He lowered his head respectfully, but glanced up the hall.

Rhaegar looked at Rhaenyra upon hearing this and raised the corners of his mouth.

Rhaenyra's earlobes turned red, she turned her head away in embarrassment and pulled back the ends of her hair.

Speaking of which, the Blackwood family had been her staunch supporters.

In 111 AC, after the Reserve Exchange Conference, the relationship between the two parties gradually became estranged.

But the Blackwoods send greetings and a modest gift every year.

It's another way to win over Rhaegar and maintain a relationship.

She glanced at Rhaegar quietly and found that he was still looking at her.

Rhaenyra put her forehead with one hand, glared at him, and replied solemnly: "May the old gods forgive you for your sins, Lord Kells."

Earl Blackwood's full name is Kells Blackwood.

After receiving the response, Kelce's frown eased and he proactively said, "Princess, the messenger from Riverrun invited me to negotiate. What advice do you have?"

Take the time to get the topic on track and find out whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Rhaenyra stopped talking and remained silent.

Rhaegar tapped his fingers on the table and spoke for the first time: "My lord, your family started a private war with the Bracken family, refused royal mediation, resisted Lord Glover Tully's order, and even went to war with the Riverrun army. ."

Every time he said something, he moved his fingers on the table with a little more force.

Every crisp sound was like a drum beating in Earl Kells' heart.

Finally, Rhaegar stopped typing and his voice turned cold: "Lord Earl, can I understand that you and your family are rebelling?"

quiet!

A brief moment of silence.

Kelce's heart was beating fast, and he vaguely regretted coming to negotiate.

This is not a negotiation, but a conviction.

After swallowing, Kelce said in a deep voice: "No! The Blackwood family is loyal to the Targaryen rule and will never have any second thoughts."

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

And, this is what he really means.

Before entering Riverrun, he saw three dragons with his own eyes.

Especially the glutton as black as charcoal, with its feet standing dozens of meters high, comparable to a small fortress.

This extraordinary magical creature is definitely not something humans can fight against.

Lei Jia raised his voice and shouted: "But you disobeyed the king's order, attacked the lord, and were good at deploying troops to station outside Riverrun City!"

Plop——

Kyles knelt down directly and lowered his head: "Prince, I gave the order at the moment, and the responsibility lies solely with me."

He could come to Riverrun for the appointment, but he never thought about escaping unscathed.

If you slap the royal family and the Tully family in face, you must pay a price.

Rhaegar looked down at him, his expression indifferent.

The confession is quick and slippery.

"Rhaega, to attack the Bracken family, we need the troops of the Blackwood family."

Rhaenyra leaned close to her ear and whispered advice.

As he spoke, he handed over a piece of letter paper that was clenched in his hand.

Rega curled his lips, and his stern expression softened.

He had seen the letter, it was a raven message from the Bracken family.

The letter describes the Bracken family's refusal to plead guilty and their stubborn resistance.

This is a family that has to endure blood and fire.

Following the persuasion, Rhaegar stood up, walked to the edge of the room, and said coldly: "Earl of Kells, you will return to King's Landing alone to confess your sins. Your eldest son will inherit your title and lead the army to atone for your sins."

He did not want to interfere too much with the nobles who took the initiative to plead guilty.

Father and the Council will convict Kells of his guilt.

Samwell Blackwood was a good young man and had expressed his loyalty to him.

Can be a sharp sword.

Kelce slowly closed his eyes and said solemnly: "Yes, Prince!"

He had anticipated his own fate and the loss of his family.

But it's worth it.

At least the family was saved.

Besides, the Bracken family, which has been feuding for generations, is about to end.

Kyles got up with trembling legs and walked out of the hall lonely with his back.

Robb couldn't bear it and lowered his head.

On the way here, he revealed the prince's views on the two families.

The Blackwood family must surrender as soon as possible, otherwise it will not end well.

"Robb."

Rhaegar looked at him.

Robb raised his head and said loudly: "Prince, what are your orders?"

"Take the brothers of the Second Regiment and dispatch the army commanded by Samwell to rush to Stone Fence City!"

Rhaegar thought clearly and had already conceived a plan.

"Yes, Prince."

Robb was ordered to retire.

Rhaegar looked at Elmon again and said: "Gather a thousand soldiers and block the retreat of the Red Fork River."

Elmon did not dare to refuse and quickly retreated.

He had just returned to Riverrun, going back and forth non-stop.

It’s time to set off in a blink of an eye, and it’s really exhausting.

Rhaegar paid no attention to how hard they were working.

All for their respective families.

"Rhaegar, do we need to go back to Harrenhal to discuss countermeasures with Lord Leonor first?"

Rhaenyra stepped forward and asked softly.

The Blackwood family has a total army of two thousand men, and Riverrun can barely scrape together a thousand men.

Both sides set off at the same time, and it took about a day and a night to reach Shili City.

"No need, I'm still resting in Riverrun tonight."

Rega refused directly, turned around and smiled: "Lord Leonor is loyal to a benevolent king, and his methods will be merciful."

"I have my own ideas!"

snap——

A crisp sound came out, Helena was stunned in place, and the two stones in her hand were knocked into pieces.

He murmured blankly: "It's broken."

Rega looked at her curiously, took her hand with a smile, and rubbed her little head.

Helena looked at a loss and let her big hands tangle her slightly curly silver hair.

"Forget it, I'll ignore you."

Rhaenyra couldn't see the brother and sister getting close, so she gave Rhaegar a look and strode away.

Rega smiled and said nothing, ignoring the meaning in his eyes.

The bachelor once said: When a person is young, the most important thing is to keep oneself.

A day and night passed.

Stone fence city.

A castle located south of the Red Fork and Bent Kneestack, east of Riverrun, and east of Riverrun.

The castle is built on a hillside, with a continuous ridge to the south, forming a natural barrier.

The Blackwood family's army crossed the ridge and stationed themselves five miles due south of Stonehedge City.

Riverrun's army arrived at the Red Fork River first, preventing Stonehedge from evacuating north.

The army approaches the city, but Shili City stands tall and motionless.

The city gates were closed and lifeless.

"Hiss-"

Rhaegar soared in on a glutton, his black robes fluttering in the wind.

After the attack on the Three Women's Kingdom, he became a little fond of loose black robes.

Quick in action, durable and resistant to dirt.

There might be a big battle today, so Rhaegar put on the black robe in advance.

boom--

Glutton landed on the muddy ground, mud flying everywhere.

As soon as Rhaegar got off the dragon's back, Samwell hurried forward.

He said respectfully: "Prince, Amos Bracken of Shili City can't avoid the battle. Do you want to take a strong attack?"

Rhaegar said with a smile: "Amos was so tight in the letter that he actually planned to defend the castle."

Half of the words on the letter paper were denouncing the injustice of the kingdom.

The other half cursed the Blackwoods.

There was no intention of admitting his mistake, and he wanted to start a war immediately.

Robb walked from the side and said solemnly: "Prince, Earl Amos forced many civilians to enter Stonehedge City, and it seems that he wants you to surrender."

"Disgusting trick."

Rega cursed and said in a deep voice: "Send someone to deliver a message to Shili City and ask Amos to talk to me at the city gate."

Regardless of whether the conversation has any effect or not.

The procedures that should be in place still need to be in place.

Afterwards, when dragon flames burned the city, public opinion would say that it was a last resort.

"Yes, Prince." Robb agreed.

Send an illegitimate son of a knight family loyal to the Bracken family to do this.

a long time.

The Bastard returned with the news that Amos had agreed to talk.

But there are two requirements.

We only talk under the gates at the city gate, and we can only bring one dragon with us.

In this way, you can hide in the city at any time.

"Hiss..."

Rhaegar looked above his head. Syrax and Dreamfire were hovering in the sky, their vertical pupils staring at Stone Fence City.

"No problem, I'll go meet him."

Rhaegar smiled and called Robb and several guards.

Arrive at the gate of Shili City.

Amos Bracken stood under the door stack with a gloomy face, surrounded by a large group of soldiers.

Rhaegar came slowly and walked onto the drawbridge with a smile.

On the edge of the bridge, the glutton stopped and stood, his green vertical pupils glowing with a terrifying cold light.

Robb followed with his sword and announced loudly: "What you are seeing is the eldest son of Viserys I, the Breaker of Shackles, the Builder of Ruins, and the Heir to the Iron Throne, Rhaegar Targaryen!"

In the face of rebellious officials and traitors, he believed it was necessary to intimidate.

Sure enough, Amos was stunned for a moment, understanding a series of titles.

Rhaegar's face was calm, he had already accepted it.

In addition to identity, the other two titles are the titles passed down from Essos after the Three Women's Kingdom was burned down.

One is a compliment, the other is a derogation.

The distance between the two sides was less than five meters, and Rhaegar scolded: "Amos, release the civilians in the city, and you will leave a whole corpse."

Amos held the hilt of the sword at his waist tightly and said confidently: "Prince, if you retreat now, the King of Light will forgive your sins."

Rhaegar was stunned for a moment and asked suspiciously: "Has the Bracken family changed their faith?"

Some of the princes of the Riverlands worshiped both old and new gods.

Such as Blackwood, Bracken, Tully...

There are images of animals on these ethnic emblems, and most of them are descendants of ancestors.

Amos raised his chin and said proudly: "I have the protection of the King of Light, and the gods give me strength."

Swish——

He pulled out his sword and pointed it at the glutton on the other side of the bridge, quite wantonly: "Targaryen comes from fire, and the Lord of Light also gave me fire."

"Just by wildfire?"

Rhaegar frowned, wondering if the other person was really as stupid as he looked.

"wrong!"

Amos roared, as if he was stimulated, and shouted: "Wildfire is just a product of alchemy, I have the help of the Lord of Light."

How stupid!

Rhaegar made a judgment, no longer interested in communicating, and issued a warning: "Release the civilians in the city, otherwise Shili City will be reduced to ruins."

"Impossible, I am their lord, they must live or die with me!"

Amos was a little crazy. He pointed his sword at Rhaegar with disgust in his eyes: "The Targaryen's evil offspring, the product of evil."

As soon as these words came out, Lei Jia's face instantly became gloomy, and the evil spirit overflowed from his eyes.

At this moment, even Robb froze in place.

He yelled in his heart: How dare he say such a thing!

Infuriating Rhaegar, Amos laughed wildly: "You are covered in mud, and the king will arrange for you to accept the tradition and breed more sinful products."

"Hiss-"

The glutton roared angrily, stretched out its thick neck, and the dragon's head overlooked the city gate at one end of the suspension bridge.

The green vertical pupils brewed a cruel and fierce light, locking firmly on the foul-smelling Amos.

He felt the wrath of the driver.

It was a volcanic heavy, hot flame that accumulated in the violently heaving chest.

Waiting for the moment of gushing and erupting.

A vicious humiliation that deeply tugged at Rhaegar's heartstrings.

Targaryen traditions are ancient.

This is the most criticized point.

After the brutal Maegor slaughtered the Seven Gods and Jaehaerys I reached a reconciliation.

No one on the continent dares to mock or belittle Targaryen in this way.

Evil words come and reveal the truth.

Rhaegar's purple pupils turned scarlet, and there was a faint wisp of flame jumping.

There was only one thought in my mind.

He followed his heart and said in a hoarse voice: "Dragon Flame!"

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