Game of Thrones: The Bronze and Fire Lord

"Let's go first, and we'll talk about the letter later."

Aemon grinned and put his worries behind him.

Rhaenyra would not get married easily.

The more anxious the uncle was, the more eager he was to win him over.

In this way, he could stabilize the court full of contradictions and fill the empty cards on the power table.

Let him worry.

He still had to expand his territory and seize the time to expand his power.

"Go! Go!"

The prince ordered, and the small army set off immediately.

Raven Ridge stretches hundreds of miles from north to south, and there are inevitably some bumpy mountain roads.

A group of people rode on horseback, and it wouldn't take long to travel fifty miles.

"Yo Yo."

The white deer jumped seven or eight meters and stepped over the rugged path.

Aemon observed carefully.

This path was unexpectedly good, wide enough for two carriages to run side by side.

Of course, the wheels would probably get stuck when they entered here.

But if it was a horse race, five or six valley knights could run side by side without any problem.

"Every year when we visit the Eyrie, we have to take this road."

Gonsor rode after him and reported the situation: "But the path is still not wide and flat enough. If a large army goes there, the team will be very long."

The implication of this, Aemon immediately realized.

In marching and fighting, the most taboo is to stretch the team and not be able to take care of the head and tail.

The path is located between the mountains, which is the most convenient for someone to set up an ambush.

The most typical case is the former Duke of the Eyrie.

That year, he and his heir were ambushed and killed by the mountain clan on their way home, causing the main line of the Arryn family to almost fall.

It was only with the support of his great-uncle, John Royce, that the three-year-old Jeyne Arryn was supported to take the throne.

Preserve the last bloodline of the main line of the Arryn family.

Aemon's mind turned a hundred times, and he secretly made up his mind: "After expanding the territory, the first step is to build a road."

...

At noon.

The sun was shining and the breeze was blowing.

"Whoa!"

Aemon pulled the reins and stopped on a vast grassland on his white deer.

After crossing Raven Ridge, the world suddenly opened up.

"Gods be above!"

Sir Steve looked around and was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth: "There is such a fertile land in the Moon Mountains."

The group looked around.

Behind the bare Raven Ridge, there was a grassland with streams.

The terrain was relatively flat, without too many ups and downs.

There was no end in sight.

Aemon took a deep breath, full of the fragrance of soil.

The white deer raised its hoof and stepped on the black soil.

"It's really black soil!"

Aemon was hard not to be shocked.

You know, in the entire Westeros continent, only the Vale of Arryn has black soil.

The Riverlands and even the most fertile River Bay don't have black soil that can grow anything.

"Prince, there is another mountain ahead. You can only see the edge of the Vale of Arryn after you cross it."

Gonsor's face was serious and he roughly described the terrain.

There are three mountains between the Vale of Arryn and the East Cape.

After crossing Raven Ridge, there is another small mountain that used to be an outpost, and behind it is the main branch of the Moon Mountains that truly protects the Vale of Arryn.

Hearing this, Aemon was fascinated and immediately decided to continue on his way.

Listen to what Gunthor said.

The interior of the river valley is 300 miles long from north to south and 100 miles wide from east to west, and the overall shape is oval.

After another 30 miles, you can see the second small mountain.

Then you can see the real main branch of the Moon Mountains.

The group immediately set off, crossing the grassland and streams.

Aemon slowed down and observed the environment.

This place is called the "River Valley", where a long river flows from the gorge sea into the inland, forming a river valley with crisscrossing paths.

Another half an hour passed.

Aemon bumped along the way and saw a long mountain range with emerald peaks in the distance.

"This used to be called Green Ridge. Legend has it that there is a felled fish beam tree on it. It was originally the territory of the Children of the Forest."

Gunthor picked up the water bag and filled it with water, drinking it while talking.

The water flowing down his chin is all.

Aemon listened carefully and was not interested in the Children of the Forest.

Those were stories thousands of years ago.

After the ancestors arrived in Westeros, the Children of the Forest and the giants were constantly driven away.

Later, the "Bronze King" Royce family became vassals of the Arryn family.

"It's getting late, let's go around Green Ridge."

The mountain is right in front of us, and there is no reason for Aemon not to explore it.

There is an open-pit coal mine in Raven Ridge. What if Green Ridge also has some resources?

"Those are all stones. There used to be marble, but it has been mined out."

Gunthor reminded seriously.

Marble is hard and is an excellent material for building castles.

Unfortunately, there is a lack of marble in the valley. If you want to use it, you can only buy it from outside at a high price.

Aemon became more excited when he heard it.

Stone mines are also mines. Stones are indispensable for building cities and towns.

His Royal Highness was determined to go with him, and the others risked their lives to accompany him.

Soon, they arrived at the foot of the Green Ridge.

Emon rode the white deer east and west, and indeed saw many mines left by stone mining on the mountain, which were already covered with weeds.

"Further back is the core area of ​​the river valley."

Emon stopped at the wide road beside the Green Ridge, and could see a fertile land to the west.

And the towering mountains blocking the Arryn Valley.

"It's a good location, and it also blocks the Arryn Valley from entering the river valley."

Emon's thoughts turned, thinking that the towering mountains are also a geographical advantage.

If you occupy the mountains, you can enter the Arryn Valley and retreat back to Runestone City.

The river valley is a transit station.

Thinking about it, Aemon was lost in thought.

Swish!

Suddenly, a hidden arrow shot from a high position, and the iron arrowhead was aimed at the back of the silver-haired man's head.

"Prince, be careful!"

Steve was shocked, and it was too late to hit the horse.

Aemon frowned slightly, and took action instantly.

Clang!

The long sword at his waist was drawn back, and the bronze color flashed by, and the sword cut off a rough feather arrow.

"Protect His Highness!"

Steve rode in front of the prince, drew out his long sword and was alert to the surroundings.

The valley knights took out their shields and formed a shield formation in a circle.

Aemon turned around and picked up the feather arrow, and found that the arrow was crudely made, and frowned: "Low-grade goods from the mountain clan."

Looking at the iron arrowhead stuck in the grass, it was quite sharp.

"Is it the mountain clan with good forging technology?"

Aemon was quick-witted and looked up at the direction where the hidden arrow came from.

Just above the Green Ridge, there is a dense shrub forest with mining pits.

Suddenly, a group of figures wearing animal skins flashed and rushed down the mountain.

"Everyone be alert, it's the mountain clan!"

Gonsor is worthy of being the instructor of Runestone City, and he immediately mobilized the troops to deal with it.

Boom!

The enemy came from the front, and the Valley Knights changed their formation and took a charge.

"Kill!"

"Kill these valley guys and rob their iron."

"..."

The mountain clans swarmed down, each of them was strong and holding crude weapons.

At a glance, there were no less than hundreds of them.

"Which tribe is this?"

Emon was very calm and rode forward on a white deer.

Blessings and disasters are dependent on each other, and disasters are accompanied by blessings.

He found a suitable new territory and must face new challenges.

"It's the Firesmith Tribe, a medium-sized tribe in the Moon Mountains."

Gonsor's eyes were sharp.

If I'm not mistaken, these mountain clans all have tattoos of flames or hammers on their faces, and almost everyone has burns and scars.

Gunthor looked solemn and asked, "Prince, do you want to retreat?"

They only have twenty valley knights, and they are not in a numerical advantage.

If they really fight, the young prince may be in danger.

"What do you think?"

Imon glanced at him, and the white deer under his crotch jumped forward and came to the front of the valley knight.

The valley knights looked up and looked at the childish young prince.

In their eyes, the prince without a dragon is just a 12-year-old boy.

In front of the barbaric mountain clan, he might have panicked a long time ago.

However, he didn't.

"Valley Knight!!"

Imon's face was firm, he drew out the bronze sword and raised it above his head, and his voice was like thunder: "Follow me to charge!"

If you want to accomplish great things, you can't retreat when you encounter difficulties.

After the words fell, the young prince tightened his legs and the white deer under his crotch jumped.

Facing hundreds of ferocious-looking mountain clans, he led the charge.

I don't know if there is a "river valley" in the original novel, it's all Zhou Zhou's original plot.

Anyway, the valley is so big, let's cultivate it for Prince Aemon.

I'll post an easter egg chapter later to point out the location.