Traveling through Game of Thrones with the LOL system

Randyll Tarly headed east along the Dantu River.

"Our Queen has won a great war," Randyll said to his son on the bay horse behind him.

Dickon opened his lazy eyes. This expedition is really boring. He thought that following his father was to attack the Stormlands, but now he drove for a few days, but his father told him that he only needed to go to take over the western part of the Stormlands.

"Since there is no need to fight, why do we need to bring so many soldiers?" Dickon patted his horse and asked his father.

"The army only serves political needs. The Lady of Thorns got the land through marriage. We need the loyalty of the lords on those lands. It may be superficial, but the army is the right to speak. We just tell the lords of these places that they changed Master, the soldiers behind can ensure that they listen to what they say obediently." Lando said to his son.

Dickon lowered his head. He had never been interested in so-called politics, and he didn't want to hear so many power disputes. What he was thinking about now was a few lords and his soldiers emerging from the castle in the Stormlands, loudly Sternly rejecting Gao Ting's request, he wanted to see how his father commanded the battle, or cut off the head of the disobedient lord himself.Although he has been growing up by his father's precepts and deeds, he also longs for the fierce battles his father told about, and imagines that he can also participate in it.

It was rumored throughout High Court that the Earl of Horn Hill was good at fighting. His elder brother was sent to be a night watchman. He must be the future head of the Horn Hill family. He didn't want to shame the family, and he wanted to follow his father's footsteps.

The uninterrupted march brought Hewan's troops to the frontier of Dorne, near Dorne, the city of Black Harbor that guards the bone road.

Lando asked the knight behind him to shout outside the castle, but no one answered, not even the castle guards on duty.

Ran Dao could only command the troops to move slowly and stationed in Black Harbor City.

Got the Stormlands, counting the Reach, there are nearly a dozen dragons, as well as the fleets of Dragonstone Island, Qingting Island, and Shield Islands, as well as the huge armies of Highgarden and Dragonstone Island.Margaret was secretly happy when she received the news that the wedding was over, the corners of her mouth were slightly pouted, and she kept thinking about it.

These things bring him a position within easy reach, and he has more advantages than Aegon who swept the Seven Kingdoms back then. Dragonstone Island also has two children from the Stark family. His brother married Sansa. If Robb Death, Tyrell is equivalent to having the possibility of entering the Northern Territory.

My grandmother's letter also mentioned Dorne. If Dorne could be captured, Margaery's chest would jump wildly with excitement. With the military strength of the three principalities, she would not even dare to think about the northern princes who had been fighting for half a year. They are all sent to their buttocks from the back.

Ever since Margaery’s grandmother said that she could exchange children for dragons, Margaery has studied the history of the Targaryen family dozens of times. In the future, the new dragon family will have half of her own blood, and the dragon knight is not her own heir. He will also be his grandson.

"When will we be stationed in the Stormland?" Margaery ran over with a happy face and asked.

"How many soldiers and horses do you have in High Court?" Green glanced at Margaery.

The most important thing for me now is to start the industrial road. The stormy land is so big and there are so many trivial things to do, why not ask Gao Ting to bring out more food. At least the weather in the stormy land is good. Although it is not as high-yielding as the River Bay area, at least it is not as good as the northern border. It's shabby, so there's nothing wrong with asking Gao Ting to save more food for him.

"Why are you asking this?" Margery replied.

"Dragonstone Island has only about [-] troops except the guarding troops, and they are from the continent of Essos. They don't speak the language, so they are not suitable for entering the Stormland. Highgarden takes care of the stormy land, and Highgarden only needs to ensure that the full amount of tax is delivered to Dragonstone Island. As a reward, if Highgarden comes to Dragonstone Island to buy various products similar to light bulbs, it will enjoy a [-]% discount."

"Gaoting is rich in food and population. In addition to the [-] soldiers and horses shared by all the existing lords, if farming is not affected, at least [-] more can be recruited."

"That's how it is. I will release a group of Stormland knights and nobles who were captured in the previous river war. They will send a message back. All the lords who are willing to pledge their allegiance only need to write back to Dragonstone. The court sent troops to solve the problem, and High Court can also change the owner of the castle, as long as the new owner recognizes the status of the lord of Dragonstone Island." Green replied.

Margaery turned her big elk-like eyes to think for a while, and it seemed to be pretty good. If there are really blind lords who choose to fight the dragon, High Court can just wipe them out, and then replace them with knights or lords from High Court, wouldn't it be You have cultivated a group of forces for yourself.

After agreeing, Margaery began to write a letter back to King's Landing, asking her grandmother to send additional soldiers to the Stormlands.

After Tyrion heard his father say that Jaime had inherited the West Territory, apart from showing up at weddings and banquets, he spent the rest of the time in a brothel all day long.

James is as uncomfortable as he wants to be in the Red Castle. Cersei deliberately avoids him when there are people around, and he still watches the lame Vilas push the wheelchair behind Cersei's buttocks with an earnest expression on his face every day. , I can't find any chance to be gentle with Cersei.

Reluctantly, he could only go to Tyrion to drink away his worries.

"I heard that you returned to the West to inherit Casterly Rock." Tyrion asked as he poured James a drink.

"No, I'm still the Imperial Guard." James replied.

Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief when he heard James' answer. He knew that his brother was not good at lying, and there was no need to lie to himself.

"Then you returned to Casterly Rock just to bring gold to start the second war?" Tyrion asked.

James didn't know how to answer for a moment, he knew that he couldn't tell Tyrion about this kind of thing, he lowered his head, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

Tyrion saw that James was absent-minded, and he understood what had happened recently, so he helped James.

"The Iron Throne owes the gold dragon to the Western Territory, but I don't know that the Iron Throne owes the Golden Dragon to the Iron Treasury. There is no gold in the Western Territory to settle the debt for the king." Tyrion lamented the abundance of his homeland.He sighed that this abundance seemed to have nothing to do with him.

The two brothers sat detached, each cleaning up their own sorrows, holding up the wine glasses to pour sobriety.

It wasn't until he was very drunk that he began to open his heart. Tyrion mocked the relationship between James and Cersei through the strength of alcohol.

"Where is the gold!" James yelled out what he was holding back.

Tyrion looked at James in confusion, and James said again with the strength of alcohol: "I'm afraid there will be no golden lions in the future, only blood lions." Wine slanted down the table, soaking Tyrion's shoes.