Chapter 168

Chapter 168 The Lion

In fact, from a military point of view, Summer Hall is not a suitable place for a large army to gather.

  There are actually more suitable places in the frontier of Dorne that can be used as a rallying point for the army.

  But King Joffrey insisted on choosing Summerhall.

  Of course, he definitely didn't choose this place to see the ruins of the Targaryen family's summer palace.

Summer Hall is actually a "blessed place" for the Baratheon family.

  At the beginning of the outbreak of Robert's rebellion , Robert Baratheon won three victories here in one day, making a perfect start.

  Joffrey chose to assemble here, probably because he wanted to borrow his father's good luck.

  Unfortunately, the stupid king soon paid the price for his rash choice.

  Summer Hall is located among the mountains, the roads are difficult and the logistics are inconvenient, and these are not the worst.

  The worst problem is the water source.

  There is actually a lake in front of Summer Hall, but this lake obviously cannot meet the water demand of such a huge army.

  When the Reach army arrived, the Summer Hall had already gathered an army of nearly 100,000 people.

  In addition to the 40,000 troops of the Reach, there were also 10,000 troops from the King's Landing, 30,000 troops from the Western Region, and 20,000 troops from the Stormlands.

  In addition, the armies from the Northern Territory, the Reach, and the Vale were still en route. When these three armies arrive, the army gathered here may easily exceed 150,000.

  The eating and drinking of so many horses have obviously far exceeded the tolerance limit of this small lake.

  The originally blue lake water has become cloudy and exudes a pungent odour.

  The beautiful lakeside scenery has long since ceased to exist, replaced by all kinds of garbage also human and animal excrement.

  "Whose idea was to assemble in Summer Hall?"

  An angry voice resounded from the tent flying the roaring lion banner.

  It was Tywin Lannister, Warden of the West, Duke of Casterly Rock.

  The most powerful lord in the Seven Kingdoms was now in his fifties, but he still excluded strong energy and body. His hair was golden, his sideburns golden, and even his light green eyes were also golden...

  A foolish jester once joked that Lord Tywin had gold in his shit, so he'd have to spend the rest of his life in the deepest dungeons of Casterly Rock.

  "It's me..."

  King Joffrey had just started when Queen Cersei quickly said, "Father, it was decided after discussion in the council."

  "Stupid!" Duke Tywin scolded mercilessly, " Are there only idiots left in the council now? What about Eddard Stark, the Hand of the King? He also fought Robert's rebellion , how could he agree to such a decision?"

"Duke Eddard opposed to this decision." Master of coins "The Imp" Tyrion Lannister gloated, "But our good king and queen insisted, so..." "

  "Shut up, Tyrion!" Cersei glared at her brother.

  Duke Tywin had already understood, he turned his head to look at his eldest son, and said,

  "You didn't try to persuade? "

  "Kingslayer" Jaime Lannister shrugged, with a look of indifference: "I am not qualified to attend the council."

  "Father, I did attend. If you want to know, I tried persuading them ." Tyrion said.

  Unfortunately, Lord Tywin ignored his dwarf younger son.

  "Grandpa!" King Joffrey finally couldn't suppress his anger, and shouted, "What's the problem with choosing Summerhall to gather!"

"What's the problem?" Duke Tywin squinted at the king.

"There shortage of water! If you still don't understand this problem, go to that pond full of excrement and urine to experience it for yourself!"

  "It's all because they defecated everywhere! And dumped all kinds of rubbish into the lake!" Joffrey blushed and argued forcefully, "I'm hereby ordering that it's forbidden to throw rubbish into the lake! It's forbidden to do anything by the lake !"

  "Really?" Lord Tywin curled his lips, "It turns out that this will solve the problem."

  "Why not?" Joffrey was taken aback for a moment.

  "I suggest that the soldiers should simply be forbidden to drink and defecate so that the lake will soon be as blue as it was before,"

Tyrion said in a humorous tone.

  Duke Tywin ignored his youngest son's ridicule and didn't want to explain to his grandson any more. He turned to his daughter and said, "If you don't understand military affairs, you should listen to other people's opinions."

  "I know what I'm doing !" Joffrey said. Outburst, "What's wrong with my decision? I'm the king! I'll rally my army wherever I want!"

  "Then why not rally to Sunspear," Tyrion taunted, " I guarantee that if Prince Doran sees an army of one hundred thousand gathered around his bed, he will run up to your Majesty in fright, kiss your toes, and beg your forgiveness."

"Shut up!" Joffrey shouted at his uncle, "You dwarf monster! If you talk again, I will pull out your tongue!"

  "The last king who clamoured to pull out other people's tongues was Aerys Targaryen." Duke Tywin reminded his grandson coldly, "Everyone called him the 'Mad King'. Do I need to tell you what happened to him later?"

  "What qualifications do you have to teach me!" Joffrey shouted at Duke Tywin, "I am the king! King! This is the place where my father defeated the princes of the Stormlands! He was the real hero! When he fought the enemy bravely, you only dared to hide in Casterly Rock to wait and watch!"

The audience became silent.

 'Oh oh oh, there is a good show to watch.'

Tyrion thought excitedly.

  Duke Tywin looked at his grandson silently, with golden light shining in his pale green eyes.

  "Joffrey," Queen Cersei held her son's shoulders, with a rare expression of fear on her face, "quickly apologize to Grandpa."

  "Why should I apologize!" Joffrey still did not understand the seriousness of the matter, "The king does not apologize to anyone!"

  "I guess that's your new motto, Your Majesty." The chill in Duke Tywin's words could almost freeze everyone present "Jaime, the king is tired. Send him back to camp to rest. Let the maester brew some sleeping wine to help his majesty sleep."

  "I'm not tired!" Joffrey yelled.

  Unfortunately, Duke Tywin no longer paid attention to him.

  Jaime firmly grasped Joffrey's arm and pulled the screaming king out of the tent.

  "Father, I'm sorry." After the king left, Queen Cersei quickly apologized, "Joffrey is still young, a little willful..."

"Can't you tell whether it's willful or stupid?"

Duke Tywin said angrily. , "How on earth did you teach this kid?"

  Precepts and deeds. Tyrion thought secretly.

  "I didn't teach him," Cersei argued. "It's all Robert's fault!"

  "Yeah, it's all a dead man's fault," Tyrion sneered.

"Put it all on him."

  "Enough!" said Lord Tywin, "No matter who is responsible, as a mother, you should've taught him well.

I don't want to face a Robert II."

  "This child is not Robert II." Tyrion gave his own evaluation, "He is the second mad king."

  "Shut up Tyrion!" Cersei yelled at her brother, then turned to her father and said, "Don't worry father, I'll teach him well. He's only thirteen, he'll get better." "

  "I hope so. Don't let him issue any more orders in this war, Cersei, can you guarantee that? If No then take him back to King's Landing. There is no need for a troublesome king here."

  Tyrion suggested: "It's better to let our king go back to King's Landing, or he will make trouble sooner or later."

  Cersei stared at her younger brother with warning eyes: "Father, if you let Little Joe go back to King's Landing now, it will deal a great blow to his prestige, and the soldiers will also think that the king has abandoned them. This is extremely detrimental to the morale of the army."

  Duke Tywin stared into his daughter's eyes: "You promise he won't meddle in military affairs again?"

  Cersei quickly assured: "Don't worry father, I will take care of little Joe."

  "Okay." Duke Tywin nodded and ended the matter, and then said in an orderly tone, "Tomorrow morning, the army will go south to Black Haven City to gather. We can't stay here any longer, or the plague will spread."

"Yes, Father." Cersei behaved like a kitten.

  But when she heard her father's next words, she immediately blew up.

  "Besides, I'm going to marry you again."

  "Marry?" Cersei cried, "No! I don't want to remarry!"

  She had just tasted the taste of power, how could she be willing to give up her throne and child?

  "Oh, my dear sister, beautiful sister!" Tyrion excitedly dangled his short dangling legs on the chair, "You are so young, so beautiful, and so fertile, that you will not be alone for the rest of your life."

  "Father!" Cersei trembled in fear, "I am the Queen Mother of the Seven Kingdoms, the Queen Regent! Not a mare who specializes in breeding! I will not marry again!"

"You will forget about the regent position in due time as I will take over. We don't need a woman to worry about major kingdom affairs."

Duke Tywin said, "Your responsibility is to marry and win allies for the family. I will give you two candidates, think about it, and give me an answer after the war is over "

  "Which two lucky ones will marry our beautiful 'Light of the West'?" Tyrion felt that today must be his lucky day.

  "Baron Greyjoy and Willas Tyrell." Duke Tywin spit out two names.

  "No! Don't! I don't want any!" Cersei paled.

  The smelly old squid and the lame rose. Oh my father, how merciful you are! Tyrion took a sip of wine excitedly, and solemnly gave his suggestion:

  "I think Baron Greyjoy is more suitable. You see, his wife just died, and sister, your husband just died. How suitable! And once this comes, we don't have to worry about the rebellion of the Iron Islands anymore."

  Tyrion was so excited that he thought that his annoying sister would be sent to that lifeless Pyke Island to enjoy the sea breeze.

  How would Brother Jaime react to the news? Tyrion suddenly thought this guy won't draw his sword and kill to Pyke Island, right?

  "I also think Baron Greyjoy is a better choice." Duke Tywin nodded in agreement, without any fluctuations in his tone, "After all, Duke Mace Tyrell may not be willing to let his heir marry a widow "

  "Hahahahahahaha!" Tyrion laughed so hard at this.

  Snapped!

  A loud slap interrupted the laughter.

  "Cersei, you!" Tyrion covered his cheeks and looked at his furious sister, and finally closed his mouth wisely.

  Can only the dwarf brother! He cursed inwardly. Why don't you lose your temper with your father?

  "Okay, Cersei." Lord Tywin said, "We'll discuss this issue after you calm down. I hope you can remember your responsibility, your responsibility to the family."

"Yes, Father."

  Cersei nodded hard and left the camp without looking back.

  Duke Tywin finally looked at his youngest son: "What are you doing here instead of King's Landing? We don't need the Master of coins to charge in the war?"

  "Because I can only find you here." Tyrion spread his hands, and said, "Do you know what a mess Littlefinger has left for me! The treasury is full of rats, the accounts are like a maze, oh, and there are debts as high as six million golden dragons..."

  "I don't want to hear any complaints." Duke Tywin interrupted coldly, "Tyrion, haven't you always wanted a chance, and now I've given it to you? If you don't cherish it, then I can take it back."

  "Then Looks like I can only do magic." Tyrion joked again.

  Unfortunately, his father ignored him.

  "Well, I'll prove it to you, Father," Tyrion said loudly, jumping off his chair.

  If it weren't for his short stature and the red palm prints on his face, he would be almost imposing.

  [END]