Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Ancient Oak City.

The new lord, Earl Togan Oakheart, with bloodshot eyes, walked back and forth anxiously in the hall.

He hadn't closed his eyes for several days, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

The horse party army outside the city had already begun to attack the city, so how could he be able to sleep.

And he thought about it for days and nights, and couldn't figure out why the horse party would suddenly gather a large army to attack the ancient oak city.

How dare they?

The eldest son of the Duke of Highgarden, Vilas Tyrell, is obviously a hostage in the ancient oak city. Aren't they afraid to kill him?

"Has Gao Ting still not replied?" Vilas was sitting in a wheelchair, with a blanket covering his legs, and his expression was quite serious.

"No." Earl Togan said in a muffled voice.

As early as five days ago, Earl Togan realized something was wrong when he got the news that a horse party army was marching towards the ancient oak city.

He immediately released a raven to send a letter to High Court to inquire about the situation.

But until now, Gao Ting has not replied.

Is it true that, as the Ma Party claimed, this military action was supported by the Tyrell family, and the High Court is determined to liquidate the previous rebellion?

"How many ravens did you send?" Vilas asked again.

"I have sent out all the ravens in Ancient Oak City!" Earl Togan gritted his teeth, "And counting the time, Highgarden should have received the letter long ago! But there is no reply! What, Lady Olenna concluded I dare not kill you!"

"Don't get excited, this action is very likely to be initiated by the Ma Party. If you kill me, you will create a reasonable excuse for their behavior." Vilas tried to appease Earl Togan.

"Then why Gao Ting didn't reply!"

Veras was speechless for a moment, and a trace of confusion and pain flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his clarity and said:

"Maybe the raven had an accident..."

"It's possible that one or two accidents happened, but did all the ravens have accidents?" Earl Togan said unhappily, at this time he looked extremely anxious, "And I also specially asked the bachelor to release a batch of ravens at night. , tell me, even if the Horse Party arranges sharpshooters around the ancient oak city, can they shoot ravens in the dark?"

After pondering for a moment, Vilas said: "There may be other reasons that prevent the raven from reaching Highgarden..."

bang——

A loud noise interrupted their conversation.

Amidst the roar, the entire castle shook violently, the tapestries on the wall fell to the ground one after another, and the crystal candlestick in the center of the ceiling could no longer hold on, it fell suddenly and shattered on the floor.

Fortunately, Earl Togan saw the situation was not good and avoided it long ago, otherwise he would definitely be smashed to the ground.

The fine dust filled the hall, and Vilas couldn't help coughing violently.

"What happened!" Earl Togan exclaimed in horror, "What was it just now?"

"Cough cough cough..." Vilas's pupils constricted suddenly, and he suddenly remembered a battle report when the Riverbend Army attacked the Bronze Gate City in Stormland.

Could it be that thing?

Before he could recover, he saw Earl Togan strode out.

Vilas turned the chair wheel and wanted to go out to check the situation, but was stopped by the guards at the door.

"Sorry, Master Vilas, for your safety, please stay in the room."

Vilas had no choice but to return to the room.

The ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, but he knew that there was nothing he could do at this time.

Thousands of thoughts circled in his mind, but Vilas couldn't find a solution to the current crisis.

This is very likely to be a killing game against him!

The Ma Party wants to force the Oakheart family to kill themselves!

Vilas knew that the Horse Party was very dissatisfied with the Tyrell family's connivance of the Deer Party's rebellion, and that Caesar had ambitions, but he couldn't understand why the other party would react so violently.

Forcing Fengjun's heir to death, even if this kind of thing can make the Lu Party blame, but anyone with a discerning eye can see what's going on.

How will Caesar deal with the aftermath in the future? How to appease people?

The Tyrell family did not forgive him...

It didn't take long for Earl Togan to return again, with murderous intent and blood all over his body.

"What's the matter?" Vilas looked at Earl Togan's state, and Gordon felt in his heart.

"The city is broken." Earl Togan said with red eyes.

"Sure enough..." Vilas calmed down instead, his brain spinning rapidly, "Lord Togan, listen to me. This matter will never be ordered by Gaoting..."

"Why is it impossible?" Earl Toggan smiled, with a crazy look in his eyes, "Perhaps you overestimated your status in the Tyrell family, after all, the inflatable fish has three sons, so what's the big deal if one or two die .”

Vilas looked at Earl Togan, who was walking towards him with a sword, and said quickly:

"Don't be impulsive, Lord Togen, let me talk to the horse party..."

"Are you going to talk? You went to the horse party to detain you. What bargaining chip do I have in my hand? Do you think I'm a fool?" Earl Togan sneered, then waved his hand at the guards behind him.

Vilas was about to persuade him again, when he saw two guards coming forward to hold him down.

"Lord Togan, listen to me..."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Earl Togan raised his long sword, "I'll chop off your leg for the horse party, and let them know that I'm not going to kill you!"

"Togan! Don't! Ah—"

The long sword cut down, blood spattered everywhere.

Earl Togan picked up the broken leg on the ground and handed it to his subordinates, saying:

"Tell Matus Rowan that if the war continues, more 'Vilas' will be delivered to him!"

"yes."

Earl Togan recruited the bachelor to stop the bleeding of Vilas, and said at the same time:

"Don't hate me, Vilas, your leg is useless anyway."

Vilas was sweating profusely in pain, panting and said:

"It's useless, Togan, the horse party wants you to kill me."

"Then what else can I do!" Earl Togan roared angrily, like a desperate beast.

"Your best choice is actually to hand me over to the Ma Party alive." Vilas said, "It's best to hand me over in full view. Then Matus won't dare to kill me, you Oakheart family There is only a chance of survival..."

"You really think I'm a fool!" Earl Togan said angrily, "I handed you over, how can I guarantee that the Tyrell family will not retaliate afterwards? Hahaha, that's what you're thinking about, right? You just think I dare not killing hostages, right?"

"I swear on the honor of the heir to High Court that I will never pursue the Oakheart family..."

"Bullshit reputation!" Earl Togan became more and more annoyed, "I just believed in your shit promises, and that's how I ended up today!"

"As I said, this action is definitely not the Tyrell family's idea. It's the horse party's own idea..."

"That's enough! Vilas, I've seen it through. Your Tyrell family is sure that I dare not kill you, so you are so confident!"

"Absolutely not..."

At this time, the envoy left and returned.

"How is it?" Earl Togan asked hastily.

The messenger's face was ugly: "My lord, Earl Matus said that your only way out is to hand over Veras Tyrell, otherwise, the war will not stop. And if you dare to hurt Sir Veras' life, well, then ..."

"Then what?"

"The High Court will wipe out Oakheart..."

"Impossible!" Vilas shouted, "Gaoting will never do such a thing!"

He tried his best to persuade Earl Togan to believe him.

But Earl Togan remained silent, and his face became more and more ugly.

The shouts outside were getting closer and louder.

Earl Togan knew that the Oakheart family would not be able to resist for long.

Desperation and remorse enveloped his heart, and he finally made a final decision.

Seeing Earl Togan walking towards him again with a bloody long sword, Vilas was horrified:

"Togan! Listen to me! It won't help if you kill me, it will only make the situation completely irreparable..."

"Veras." Earl Togan's tone became extremely calm, with dead despair, "The thing I regret the most is that I believed your promise, your Tyrell's promise, in Highgarden.

Maybe when that Faceless One slit Lady Egwene's throat I should have woken up, you never meant to spare the Oakhearts.

Yes, you never have.

So, I don't intend to let you go. "

After speaking, he stabbed Vilas' chest with a sword.

The gushing blood splattered Earl Togan, making him look terrible.

"Chop off his head and give it to Matus Rowan."

"yes……"

After the guards left, Earl Togan stood alone in the room.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of hurried footsteps approaching that he came back to his senses, and then cut his throat with a sword.

When the horse party army rushed in, all they saw was the body of Earl Togan.

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Fruit wine hall.

Lord Randyll Tarly entered the castle gates.

The fighting in the city continued, but the defeat of the Fossoway family was already doomed.

As more and more horse party soldiers poured into the city, the balance of victory has been completely tilted and irreversible.

A herald came to report:

"Lord Randyll, we found Garlan Tyrell and Lord Fossoway on the second floor of the main castle. He said he wanted to see you in person..."

"I see." Earl Randall nodded indifferently, but did not go to see Earl Fossoway at all.

After waiting for a while, a young man covered in blood came in.

Lord Randyll recognized this man as his son's knight, Chemen Huya, once a wild man who was said to be famous in the Crimson Mountains.

"Lord Randyll, Garlan Tyrell has been killed by Earl Fossoway. In order to avenge him, I also killed Earl Fossoway." Cheeman reported blankly.

"Okay." Of course Earl Randall would not ask whether the words were true or not. As long as Garland died in the fruit wine hall, it didn't matter who killed him.

"Collect Sir Garland's body and send it to Highgarden together with the head of Lord Fossoway. Tell the Tyrell family that we have quelled the stag party rebellion in accordance with Lady Olenna's orders."

"Yes." Cheeman nodded and was about to leave.

But Earl Randall seemed still not at ease, and warned again:

"Remember, it's Lady Olenna's order, not Duke of Metz's."

"Remember." Cheeman smiled slightly, as if he had understood what Earl Landau meant.