The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The tent was full of emblems of the nobles of the Reach. On the long table covered with white linen, golden roasted chickens and huge roasted wild boars exuded an alluring aroma, and next to them were plates of fresh fruits and exquisite desserts.

The silver tableware gleamed in the firelight, the wine glasses were filled with mellow wine, and the musicians played cheerful music for the lords of the Reach.

Green still understood his art of war!

The Duke of Mace's eyes curved into a slit, touched his beard, and sighed: "It's a pity that it's not my child."

He had been planning the second siege of Storm's End for a long time, and he wanted to use a beautiful victory to prove his war talent to the Seven Kingdoms.

Unfortunately... the acting lord of Storm's End, Sir Gilbert Farling, chose to defend to the death (Chapter 415).

Thinking of this, the Duke of Mace couldn't help but get angry. According to his original plan, Storm's End should be the main city that surrendered and asked for amnesty. Then, where the rose flag appeared, the lords of Stormland begged for surrender one after another. In a short time, he swept across Stormland and became another famous general known to all the Seven Kingdoms.

The catapult... was his last resort!

However, he also heard some rumors from the Red Castle. Some people secretly laughed at his art of war and said that he was the host of the banquet under Storm's End!

A mockery flashed across the lips of the Duke of Mace. What do those people know about the art of war? Siege warfare is a long process. How can he guarantee the morale of the lords and knights without holding a banquet!

The Duke of Mace touched his beard. Although... I, Mace... Tyrell's art of war has not yet left the River Reach, but Green is a famous general in the Seven Kingdoms.

The famous general under Riverrun also chose to build a catapult like him, which is enough to prove his... wisdom in the art of war!

Hehehehe.

The Duke of Mace raised his glass with high spirits and said loudly: "Everyone, for Storm's End!"

The nobles of the Reach who were sitting around the long table raised their glasses and responded in unison: "Long live the Duke of Mace!"

Amidst the laughter and joy, the Duke of Mace raised his head and drank it all, then put down the glass, waved his hand and said: "Musician, play "The Victory Spear of Leo (the best knight of the Tyrell family, Chapter 347)"!"

The brisk music quickly turned into a melodious melody, and the atmosphere in the tent became more and more heated.

Gars Tyrell (the steward of Highgarden, the uncle of the Duke of Mace) came to the Duke of Mace with a glass of wine and said loudly: "Cheers, our supreme leader."

The Duke of Mace would find a suitable excuse to hold a banquet almost every day. His uncle, who was called "Gars the Fat", personally sent military rations from Highgarden, just in time to celebrate... The reason for the banquet the day before yesterday was that he personally hunted a beautiful deer.

He smiled heartily and raised his glass to his uncle, "Cheers, Tyrell."

After drinking the wine in the glass in one gulp, Gars sat in the main seat at the invitation of the Duke of Mace.

Gars moved his fat skin on the chair and said, "My Lord, you seem to have received good news?"

After he sat down, the Duke of Mace's big hand holding the letter swayed in his sight, and he had to ask curiously.

"Oh, this?" The Duke of Mace paused, lowered his eyes to look at the letter in his hand, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Alas, Green always likes to imitate me."

After that, without waiting for his uncle to respond, he handed the letter over.

Gars took it respectfully, squinted his eyes and quickly finished reading it. He paused, looked up at Mace, and said with a smile: "Duke Green respects you the most. This is known to all the seven kingdoms."

Duke Mace stroked his triangular beard proudly and commented: "I am proud of his achievements."

Then, Gars stood up in Mace's implicit expectant eyes and said loudly: "Everyone————"

As his voice with chanting sounded, everyone gradually quieted down and focused their eyes on the direction of the main seat.

Raising the letter in his hand, Garth swept his eyes over the crowd and said, "Tyrell's ally, the Lannisters, have surrounded Riverrun, but... Trout is going to make a final struggle. Duke Crabbe, who is the reinforcement, has the same pity for the lives of the soldiers as our supreme leader, and chooses the same method as the Duke of Highgarden, using a catapult to force Brynden Tully, who is at the end of his rope!"

He swept his eyes over the crowd again, raised his glass to the Duke of Mace next to him, and said loudly: "Cheers to our wise and kind Lord of the Reach!"

"Long live the Duke of Mace!"

"Long live the Duke of Highgarden!"

"Long live Tyrell!"

The lords raised their glasses and responded loudly, and then praised the Duke of Mace's wisdom in war one after another.

The Duke of Mace drank a glass of wine with a flushed face, raised his big hand to suppress it, and said: "Sit down, please sit down, my loyal vassals."

The banquet continued, and after sitting down... After a pause, Gars leaned his upper body towards the Duke of Mace, and said in a worried tone: "Mace, isn't the Duke of Green gathering refugees in the riverlands? How could he appear under Riverrun?"

Hearing this, the Duke of Mace stroked his beard and thought for a while, and said: "Could it be that Cersei Lannister has issued another strange order?"

Gars took the letter, looked at it again, and said: "He brought 10,000 troops to Riverrun. Don't forget that he only mobilized a few thousand soldiers to conquer the valley."

The Duke of Mace's expression became slightly solemn: "My uncle, what did you notice?"

The wrinkles on Garth's forehead deepened, and he said slowly: "Could he be targeting the riverlands? He brought enough troops to drive out the Lannisters there."

Duke Mace frowned: "Green wants to compete with Lannister for the riverlands?"

After thinking for a while, he showed the arrogant look of the head of the Tyrell family: "Green's strength is not enough to swallow the riverlands. The refugees everywhere are a bottomless quagmire. If they can't get the support of Tyrell, Crabbe and Lannister will be dragged down."

After a pause, Duke Mace sighed with great regret: "Uncle, I wish I had more daughters... If Tyrell and Crabbe were to marry, the riverlands and the stormlands would all be in Tyrell's pocket."

As for the Lannisters without Duke Tywin... He has not forgotten Loras' hatred (Chapter 146).

Garth also nodded regretfully. It was a humiliation for the Crabbe family today to propose a marriage with Miss Tyrell, a branch of the family. Besides, it is rumored that the duke already has a fiancée, although she is a so-called princess that an impulsive young man "picked up" across the strait.

The benefits brought by the marriage are so tempting that Gars couldn't help but suggest to his nephew: "Perhaps, there is a way..."

Hearing this, the Duke of Mace rarely showed a serious look to his uncle: "Take back this idea. In my eyes, Green is like my child... Moreover, in a few years, the Tyrell family will be able to upgrade to the Queen's family, which is the most important for us."

He stroked his beard... and added in his heart that if Storm's End is included, he will be the most outstanding leader in the history of the Tyrell family, and no later heir can surpass him!

Gars did not raise any objections. He nodded and said, "Indeed, enemies created by accident can easily cause accidents."

After a while, the Duke of Mace paused while stroking his beard. Perhaps his uncle's worries could not be ignored.

As usual, he called the servants behind him and ordered: "Copy this letter and send it to Lady Olenna by raven. Arrange it immediately."

The young servant from the Regud family in the River Bay took the order and left. At the door of the tent... he almost collided with Ser Theodore Tyrell who was walking quickly.

[Theodore Tyrell is the uncle of the Duke of Mace, the commander-in-chief of the Oldtown Garrison, and the grandson of Morin Tyrell]

The two nodded to each other. Theodore Tyrell slightly adjusted his clothes, walked through the crowd, strode over, leaned over and whispered in the ear of the Duke of Mace.

After listening, the Duke of Mace turned his head and stared at Theodore for a while, and his face suddenly became heavy.

He suddenly stood up and said, "Give me the letter."

The movement of the main seat quickly attracted the attention of everyone. The tent gradually became quiet, and the atmosphere became solemn.

After reading the letter several times, the Duke of Mace grabbed the fat hand holding the letter and said angrily: "Damn Greyjoy! Damn pirates!"

The new leader of the Iron Group, Euron Greyjoy, led the Iron Race to plunder the Shield Islands in the Reach.

[The Shield Islands are composed of four islands, namely: Greenshield Island ruled by the Chesta family, Greyshield Island ruled by the Green family, Oakshield Island ruled by the Hewitt family, and Southshield Island ruled by the Cirrus family. It is located west of Highgarden and is considered to be a shield to prevent pirates from harassing the Mander River Basin.]

How dare the little squid invade the territory of the Rose? !

Crazy pirates will attack any port in the Seven Kingdoms... Tywin's warning (Chapter 371) suddenly appeared in his mind, which made the Duke of Mace even more furious.

After the anger, the Duke of Mace was a little hesitant. He thought of many ways to deal with it at this moment, but he couldn't judge which arrangement was the most appropriate.

If he fails to command properly at this time, it will greatly affect Tyrell's prestige in the Reach.

Duke Mace looked around at the lords and knights of the Reach who were all staring at him. His most trusted Olenna was not there... He also regretted not bringing Earl Matus with him (Chapter 409).

Although his thoughts were in a mess, his majestic expression did not change at all. He calmly sat back in his chair and handed over the letter: "My uncle, please read the contents to everyone."

After speaking, he made a gesture, and the servants and musicians in the tent immediately left the tent at the urging of the servants.

"Gods, where did Crow's Eye get thousands of warships?!"

"We should go back immediately to help and hang all the invading pirates!"

"My Lord, this is the reappearance of Greyjoy's rebellion. Please lead us to attack the Iron Islands directly and break through Pike City like ten years ago."

"Greyjoy may appear under Highgarden Castle!"

"Where is the Redwyne fleet? They are guarding Blackwater Bay!"

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Amid the noisy voices, Duke Mace sighed secretly. Did the gods want him to give up Storm's End again?

At this time, Gars suddenly patted Duke Mace on the shoulder and whispered: "My Lord, Garlan and his army should have arrived near Brightwater City. You may send troops to support him and let him be responsible for defeating Greyjoy."

Hearing this, Duke Mace's eyes lit up. Yes, Garlan!

But... He hesitated immediately: "The Crow's Eye is a very cunning and cruel pirate. If I don't go there in person, can Garlan be his opponent?"

Garth smiled slightly: "There are Lady Olenna and Willas (the heir of the Duke of Mace) in Highgarden. Their wisdom plus Garlan's bravery... If you add your reinforcements, Greyjoy will never be a match."

"Very good."

Duke Mace stroked his beard: "After I break through Storm's End, the next step... is to personally lead troops to land on the Iron Islands. I want to let the Seven Kingdoms know the consequences of invading the Reach."

"Everyone."

He waved his big hand and gave orders loudly: "The Chesta family, the Green family, the Hewitt family... The armies of these families I mentioned should start preparing immediately. Tomorrow, Steward Gares will lead you to Brightwater City to join Sir Garlan's army and wipe out those damn pirates brought by Greyjoy!"

The next day, the Duke of Mace brought 50,000 troops, of which 30,000 were used as reinforcements to support Sir Garlan, and he led the remaining troops to continue besieging Storm's End.

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Early morning, the king's bedroom.

"Little king, my little king, you should get up. The Seven Kingdoms are waiting for you to rule."

His eyelids moved slightly, Tommen Baratheon opened his eyes dazedly, and rubbed the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.

"Good day, Margaery."

Margaery Tyrell was wearing a simple wine-red dress, her long brown curly hair was a little messy and draped over her shoulders, and her little face was slightly flushed.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed at this time, looking at Tommen who had just woken up with a pair of elk eyes gently: "Good day, my little king."

Tommen leaned against the head of the bed and puffed his cheeks: "I will be ten years old soon, and I will be your husband in a few years, very soon."

Hearing his words, Margaery's maids standing not far away laughed softly.

"Oh, yes, I am honored to be your wife soon."

Margaery smiled, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said: "Then, my respected future husband, do I have the honor to change your pajamas for you?"

Then, she reached out and took a dark green robe from the maid, showing it to Tommen: "This is made by someone I arranged, my majesty, do you like the rose embroidery on it?"

"I like it very much, I like everything you give me." After a pause, Tommen pulled the quilt to his chin and said: "I can change it myself, I'm not a child."

Little Rose tilted her head to look at him: "Oh, I found that my little king seems to be shy?"

Tommen immediately denied: "I'm not shy, I'm very brave. When I was practicing swords yesterday, my left hand and right hand said that I was a fearless king."

"That's my fault. I shouldn't doubt the courage of the owner of the Iron Throne." Margaery leaned forward, and their faces were very close: "Will you forgive my recklessness, Your Majesty?"