Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day

Dorne Territory, southwest desert.

The wind and sand danced wildly all over the sky, the scorching sun baked the earth, and the sizzling sound of the scorched souls of injustice could be heard in the air.

At the end of the desert, a long winding river flows.

Duckweed grows in the river water, and the surface is turbid and green.

Whenever a strong wind blows, the disgusting burning smell will spread for miles around.

This river is one of the main streams connecting the interior of Dorne to the Summer Sea, the Sulfur River.

Beside the river, a tall and eerie castle stood.

Hellgate Castle.

"Hiss-"

The loud roar of the dragon echoed through half of the Sulfur River, and a dark reflection appeared in the yellow sand, like a mountain moving slowly.

The strong wind blew up and hit the gravel with a muffled sound.

The glutton reveals his true form.

The green vertical pupils glowed with dangerous light, the fangs unconsciously overflowed with dragon flames, and the huge body shrouded the road paved with yellow sand.

Suddenly, there was a large range of horses neighing.

Under those broad, pitch-black wings, a cavalry team of 5,000 men and horses charged at full strength.

Each soldier half-squinted his eyes, trying not to let sand get into his eyelids and wrinkle his rough, tanned face.

"Hellgate Castle~"

Mond ran at the front of the team, wearing a gauze scarf instead of a helmet to protect his head. He shouted with great joy: "Hellgate Castle is ahead, we are here!"

"Sir, be careful of traps!"

Surrounded by guards wearing high-tower clan emblems, they hurriedly protected the lord behind them.

Mond was so happy that he almost burst into tears. He immediately began to complain: "I have been running around day and night for seven days, and my butt is almost worn out."

The tens of thousands of victims at Prince's Pass were pacified and participated in the great victory over Tianji City.

After finally breaking into the hinterland of Dorne, the Crown Prince began to intensify the war.

Donald led fifteen thousand troops and rushed to Yronwood City at the end of the Bone Road.

He was forced to lead five thousand cavalry and rushed towards the barren Prison Gate Castle.

While thinking about it, Mond reached out and took out his crotch, his eyes were red: "I haven't given birth to a son yet, so I am just deliberately making things difficult."

The guards looked at him strangely and did not dare to talk.

Mond wiped the corners of his eyes and scolded: "There's sand in my eyes. Guard me tightly. Don't let the sand blow to me."

"Yes, sir."

The guards lowered their heads, accustomed to the lord's arrogance.

"Hiss..."

A sharp roar came from the front, and the light blue dragon shadow broke through the yellow sand, like a clear spring in the desert.

The soldiers looked up and heard the warning in the dragon's roar.

Rhaegar, who was on the dragon's back, raised his eyes and said warily: "Glutton, there is no need to point you in the right direction."

The words were spoken in dragon-taming language, and the weak sound could still reach the dragon's mind.

"Roar!"

Greedy Man didn't want to control his speed for a long time. He roared and flapped his wings fiercely, and his figure soared quickly in the strong wind.

Prison Gate Castle, one kilometer outside the city gate.

A tall mountain made of flesh and blood appeared, blocking the only way into the city.

The mountain is not made of stone or soil.

Instead, they were piled up into a bloody "mountain" of hastily skinned cattle and sheep carcasses.

The mountain is not bright red. The flesh and blood have deteriorated and solidified, turning into a rotten black and red color that directly hits the heart.

From hundreds of meters away, a terrifying army of flies could be seen buzzing, covering the mountain of meat airtightly.

call--

The glutton descended slowly, kicking up strong winds as it hit the ground, causing hundreds of thousands of flies to buzz.

Rega's brows knitted into a knot, resisting the psychological discomfort caused by the visual impact.

Dream Fire landed on the other side, carrying Helena in a thin dress.

Helena stared at the spectacle, a look of inquiry flashed in her eyes, and she said calmly: "The Uller family has run away, are we still going into the city?"

Look at that appearance, not moved by "disgusting" at all.

Based on this alone, he is more courageous than Rhaegar, who has experienced hundreds of battles.

"You really don't mind being disgusted."

Rhaegar recalled Helena's past hobby of playing with bugs and said calmly: "When entering the city, you cannot be stopped by the Uler family's power."

But a mountain of rotting livestock carcasses didn't scare him.

Helena nodded her head and said worriedly: "All the livestock that cannot be taken away from the city are here, and our army has no supplies."

At the beginning of the First Dornish War, the madness of the Dornish people came to the fore.

After abandoning the city, any supplies that cannot be taken away will not be left behind.

The grain was burned to ashes, the cattle and sheep were killed and left to rot, and the wells were poisoned...

All kinds of crazy incidents happen frequently.

After hearing about the army's food and drink problems, Rhaegar had already prepared: "The Sulfur River connects to the Summer Sea. I have already ordered Mondstadt to notify the Old Town to transport food."

Oldtown's fleet of cargo ships ply the Summer Sea all year round, trading around the world.

Mondstadt himself was in charge of Hellgate Keep, and was not afraid of Hightower's unwilling donation of supplies.

"Let's go and wait for the army to enter the city."

Seeing Helena clearing up her doubts, Rhaegar patted the black dragon on its back.

"Hiss-"

The glutton sprayed a breath of dragon flame on the flesh and blood spectacle, flapped his wings and left.

Helena also patted her dream fire and soared towards Hellgate Castle.

When the cavalry from the rear arrived, they saw a green volcano in the distance.

The green dragon flame has extremely strong adhesion and is as durable as wildfire.

In the barren desert, the green fire kept burning for seven days and seven nights until the last cattle and sheep bones were burned away.

…

Hellgate Castle, in the city.

The "Yellow and Crimson Flame" banner symbolizing House Uller was removed and replaced with the Targaryen banner of three red dragons.

The Reach army arrived and took over the garrison of the four city walls.

During this process, the Dornish people in the city watched intently and made no sound from the beginning to the end.

Rhaegar paid closer attention and found that it was exactly as recorded in the book.

There is not a single strong Dornish man in this huge town.

The Dornishmen standing in the streets were all women, children, old, weak, or disabled men.

Mond came closer and gloated: "It seems that the Uller family will not give up."

As we all know, this family has a unique evaluation.

Half mad, half worse.

Rega was unmoved, glanced at him sideways, and said to himself: "Helena and I will leave soon, and you will defend this city."

"ah?"

Mond was shocked and pointed at his big nose.

Rhaegar simply ignored it.

"Yes, that's true."

Helena looked like she was taking it for granted, clenching her fists to cheer up her dear uncle.

Then, in Mond's heartbroken eyes, the brother and sister walked away hand in hand.

Target, House Uler's Tower.

…

Along the way, many Dornish women and children watched secretly, with a hint of resentment hidden in their cowardice.

War comes, disaster comes.

There was no food, no livestock, and even the father, husband, and son who lived together day and night were forcibly conscripted into the army.

"This is the cruelty of war."

Rhaegar accepted it calmly, even considering whether to massacre the city.

He had seen more looks of naked hatred.

Faced with this situation, if talking about benefits doesn't work, just kill them all.

Helena drooped her head, looking absentminded.

Rhaegar saw it and wanted to offer some words of comfort.

The little girl suddenly raised her head, her eyes were clear, and she said confusedly: "Be careful of the beast under the floor!"

"Helena?"

Rega was startled for a moment, then raised his hand to touch her head.

Helena ducked sideways and walked quickly in one direction with her head down.

The brother and sister have entered the tower.

Rhaegar alerted the surroundings and sent more soldiers to search the tower and keep up with Helena.

The little girl walked around the dark tower. Behind the castle was a bare manor.

Helena seemed to have been here before, walking through the stone path with ease, and found a deep dungeon under a windmill tower.

The dungeon was built five meters deep underground, with a few oil lamps hanging sporadically on the walls covered with condensation.

"Water beads?"

While paying attention to Helena's movements, Rhaegar was distracted and wiped on the wall.

The water stains were cool and had a faint burnt odor.

This burning smell is so common that even the musty smell in the dungeon cannot cover it up.

Rhaegar thought of the location of the windmill tower and realized: "The dungeon is connected to the Sulfur River, and the walls are subject to moisture."

"Brother, I found it."

Helena spoke suddenly, interrupting his thoughts.

"What did you find?"

"I don't know, I just came here in a daze."

Helena stood in the interrogation room of the dungeon, surrounded by darkness, with only a dim oil lamp hanging above her head.

Lei Jia stepped forward and stroked her slightly curly hair, feeling distressed and relieved at the same time.

The little girl had similar gifts to him, including the side effect of being in the same boat.

Helena's eyes were bright, enjoying her brother's caress, pointing to a corner: "There seems to be something there."

"I gonna go see."

Rhaegar waved his hand and burned a ball of fire, illuminating the gloomy interrogation room.

In the corner, two unusually conspicuous items were stacked.

A broken, old woman's armor.

The armor was greatly damaged, with only a complete breastplate and half a skirt armor remaining.

The breastplate is made of black steel, painted a bold red, and carved into the shape of dragon scales.

"Targaryen armor."

Rhaegar opened his eyes wide.

He has seen similar armor before.

The armor Aunt Rhaenys wore was this type of armor. The red and dragon scales that represented the Targaryen were combined into a practical protective gear.

The source of this armor comes from the sisters of Aegon the Conqueror.

Queen Visenya and Queen Rhaenys.

Thinking about the origin of the armor, Rega felt as if someone had hit him hard in the heart, and he immediately turned to look at another item.

The moss-covered corner was dim and invisible.

A silver-white humanoid object lay lying on its side.

"elder brother!"

Helena's eyes widened and turned into a look of surprise.

"Ok, I know."

Rhaegar's voice was calm, his eyes fixed on the item.

It's not a corpse or anything disgusting.

It was a piece of loose armor made of silver-white dragon scales connected in series.

That's right, dragon scales!

Each piece of dragon scale is half the size of a palm, with holes punched into the scales and strung with twine to resemble an armor.

Lei Jia's mind was in confusion, and he stepped forward to touch the silver-white dragon scales and red armor.

"This exploration mission has begun, and the target is the scales of Meraxes."

The system prompt sounded suddenly, unexpectedly but not unexpectedly.

The system panel automatically appears.

【Scales of Meraxes】

Exploration progress: 0.5%

Rhaegar closed the panel and fumbled silently for two pieces of armor, his expression dark and uncertain.

Helena stared from behind and felt that her brother's breath was disturbed.

It was like a volcano that had been silent for many years, accumulating strong hatred and anger.