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

The next day, the warm sun shines brightly.

Meereen.

Rumble——

Tens of thousands of troops approached the city gate, and the smoke and dust billowed like muffled thunder.

"Hiss-"

"..."

The giant dragon soared in the sky, roaring with malice.

At the city gate, a white flag slowly rose.

The slave soldiers guarding the city put down their weapons and actually opened the city gate.

A dozen or so richly dressed great masters ran out, holding high white flags and surrendering.

"We tied up the pseudo-dragon!"

The great masters were carrying a sack, and a young man with silver hair was squirming inside.

"..."

After a long time, an army of five thousand Unsullied entered the city and replaced the defenses on the four walls.

Several giant dragons descended slowly, accepting the great master's surrender.

…

Rhaegar turned over and slid off the dragon's back. In front of him was the tallest pyramid in the city.

"Hehe, they are quite aware of current affairs."

Aegon took off his helmet and looked around proudly.

The entire Meereen is like a huge maze. The streets have been cleared beforehand, and the antique architectural style is clearly visible.

"Didn't you see anyone?"

Daeron looked around, trying to find slaves or people.

But the city was completely wiped out, and it was as empty as a lonely city.

A great master knelt down and said truthfully: "Slaves and common people are hiding in their homes for fear of bumping into the noble Dragon King."

"Where is Sitzl Lorak?"

Rhaegar's eyes were sharp, looking for the leader of the peace-seeking faction.

The Great Master lowered his head: "Sitzer was assassinated last night, and we made up our minds to surrender."

What he said is quite reasonable and well-founded, making it hard for people to find fault with it.

"Your Majesty, please enter the Great Pyramid to discuss specific matters."

Another old man spoke humbly and bowed to show respect.

The other great masters saluted one after another and made way for a passage on both sides.

Because the slaves were all imprisoned, they made all the great masters look like servile servants.

"lead the way."

Rhaegar glanced over, showing no emotion.

The Great Masters should claim it and be the first to enter the Great Pyramid to clear the way.

The Great Pyramid is eight hundred feet tall, comparable to the height of the Great Wall in the North.

Standing in the city, it looks like a dangerous peak rising into the clouds.

"Your Majesty, the False Dragon King's tongue has been cut out."

Sea Snake stepped forward and said warily: "Some of these great masters are from slave-owning families, but I haven't seen anyone from the Lorak family."

The implication is that there is something strange about it.

Lei Jia's eyes flickered and he muttered: "Take good care of the bastard Dragon King and send someone to investigate in private."

Meereen is full of weirdness.

The two sides were in a stalemate for more than a month, and suddenly they opened the city to surrender. It was difficult not to arouse suspicion.

Especially the bastard Dragon King, who couldn't ask anything after cutting out his tongue.

"Your Majesty, you still need to pay more attention."

The sea snake reminded kindly and said worriedly: "I'm just afraid that if the dragon stays outside, some people will have other ideas."

"It doesn't matter."

Rhaegar shook his head slightly.

Immediately, he looked at Rhaenyra, Daemon and others who were approaching, and coordinated: "Aegon and I will go in, and the others will stay outside to control the city."

"Huh?" Aegon said with a depressed face.

Why do you always ask him to do dangerous work?

Damon looked around, making no sense.

Rhaenyra was not at ease and said worriedly: "I'll go too."

As he spoke, he fumbled for the Kingdom Light on his waist, his eyes particularly determined.

In her spare time, she also practiced swordsmanship.

"No, there's nothing you can do to measure them."

Rhaegar refused simply.

Taking the sea snake and the reluctant Aegon, they set off under the escort led by Gray Worm.

…

Great Pyramid.

There are a total of thirty-three floors of the building, and the decoration is magnificent.

Fountain pool, harpy statue, gauze curtains...

The slave owners went to great lengths to create a fairyland on earth.

"Your Majesty, I heard that Harrenhal is the largest castle in Westeros. How does it compare to the Great Pyramid?"

The old and great masters were introduced one by one, mixed with proud inquiries.

Rhaegar put his hands behind his back and silently observed the environment.

Aegon dismissed it and mocked: "Harrenhal is enough for giants to live in. It is known as one of the ten wonders of the world."

That is a building as famous as the Great Wall of the North and the Long Bridge of Volantis.

The Great Pyramid is mediocre.

The old great master was speechless for a moment, and his expression was expressionless.

Sea Snake's momentum leaked out, and he said in a deep voice: "Sizir was assassinated and injured. Who is in charge in the city?"

"No one." The old Great Lord pointed to a circle of fellow Great Lords and said easily: "Meereen has always been a parliamentary vote, which is fair and just."

"Pfft!"

Aegon couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

The slave city-state actually had the nerve to say it was fair.

This time, the faces of the great masters were even worse, as if they had been slapped hard.

The pretended harmonious atmosphere suddenly took a turn for the worse.

The two sides climbed to the top of the tower in silence without saying a word.

The highest floor is used for the directors' offices.

The palace is empty, with a bronze throne in the shape of a harpy placed inside.

Rhaegar stepped up the steps, looked down at the great masters, and said calmly: "Tell me, where is the real Fizznik?"

After that, he sat down on the bronze throne.

…

Slaver's Bay, Kesai Pass.

"Hiss!"

An ugly mud dragon roared past, soaring towards Meereen on the banks of Skazhadan.

"Haijia...wu luo luo..."

"..."

Tens of thousands of Dothraki cavalry rushed towards the mountain pass, waving their scimitars and screaming strangely.

The cavalry was extremely fast, with ropes tied to the rear of the team, leading thousands of ragged slaves.

These slaves had dark skin, short stature, and flat faces.

Typical Lidan sheepmen.

"Faster, sheep thief!"

Aemond's one eye was full of excitement, waving his whip to whip the bumpy dragon back.

The sheep thief screamed strangely and swooped down at an accelerated speed.

...

On the other side.

Five thousand Unsullied troops controlled the city defense and searched for suspicious people in the city.

Arena.

Hula la...

Hundreds of slaves walked out of the dungeon, and their handcuffs and shackles were untied.

"Tell me, where is the slave owner's army hiding?"

Daemon rode on Korakshu and interrogated from a high position.

He dared to conclude that there was something strange in the city.

If you want to conquer Meereen, some blood is inevitable.

"Hiss!"

Suddenly, a sharp dragon roar resounded through the sky, and golden dragon flames rose slowly.

In the city, several charred corpses were burned to slag.

Yangyan's pupils were erected in anger, and he spewed dragon flames at nearby buildings.

...

Meereen, four walls.

The Unsullied army took over the city defense and removed the harpy flags that symbolized the slave owners.

Suddenly, the sound of thousands of troops galloping came.

"Woo-lo-lo..."

The Dothraki cavalry rushed over, swinging their scimitars and shouting in protest.

"Dragon flame, sheep thief!"

Aemond's mouth opened an arc, and he ordered without saying anything.

"Hiss!"

The sheep thief was also not vague, and the dragon flames like mud dots were densely sprinkled, bombarding the bronze statue of the harpy on the top of the city.

Coincidentally, the city was filled with smoke.

Yangyan rushed around and burned buildings angrily.

"Aegon came in?"

Aemond was surprised, and his one eye flashed with suspicion.

He received news that Meereen hired Dothraki cavalry to resist the Iron Throne army.

After more than a month, the dragons were driven to the Mother Mountain of the Dothraki.

Burn all the buildings there and drive away the Dothraki who gathered.

Finally, recruit a group of Dothraki cavalry for their own use.

But Aegon and Yangyan were in Meereen, which meant that the army was likely to capture the city.

"Ah! Idiot!"

Aemond was indignant and punched the dragon saddle.

"Hiss... Ga..."

In the city, a scarlet dragon as slender as a snake soared into the air and stared at it from a distance.

At the same time,

"Woo-lo-lo..."

The Dothraki cavalry aimed at the wide-open city gates and rushed into them in a swarm.

"No! Stop!"

Aemond was shocked and wanted to stop it.

"Attack, Korak Hugh!"

At this moment, a cold voice gave an order.

The next second.

The scarlet dragon flew into the sky and spewed out blazing flames in front of it.