Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

On the flat roof of a tower overlooking the entire Nightsong City, a long folding table made of cedar wood was set up, and a tablecloth made of mill silk was spread on it.

Zhuo Ge sits in a high position, where he has dinner with his important leaders.

Tyrion arrived a little late. He ran from the alleys to check the sewers, and his legs were sore at the moment.

The swaying appearance is very funny.

As the prime minister, he would naturally not go into the sewers to accompany filth, but the command is exhausting.

He intends to get drunk tonight, so as to numb himself.

After all, he didn't think he was a fighter, so he left the fight to them, and he just stood on the tower and commanded.

Before the war, people always suffer from insomnia. The leaders who have a good amount of alcohol drink a little wine on the eve, which Zhuo Ge advocates, because it can replenish more energy, as long as you don't get drunk.

It is dusk, and the sky is full of buzzing blood mosquitoes and fireflies, and people who are full of blood will always be bitten inadvertently.

Tyrion squinted to the left and looked again, and found that Sansa was also in the queue.

It's beautiful, and Sansa, who put on clean clothes, has restored the temperament of a noble lady.

He smiled and picked her eyes, Sansa pretended not to see it, raising a glass to cover her face and drinking.

"Could it be that her enthusiasm last night was fake? No, I have to verify it again tonight!"

Thinking of this, the blood of the little devil began to surge.

The position on the right of Zhuo Ge is vacant. Although it is closer to Kao, it is unoccupied.

Obviously, that is the place left to the king's hands.

When the little demon sat down beside Zhuo Ge, the cook served him the main course of the evening.

A whole lamb roasted golden and crisp with different fruits and spices inside.

He smelled the scent, and his mouth overflowed with saliva.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm late, I'll fine myself a drink."

Tyrion said apologetically, filled himself with a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it in one sip.

The old Mosuo on the opposite side joked: "Prime Minister, I think you are just a glutton. Don't say anything about self-punishment. If a glass is too small, you should be fined a pot."

This is a joke, Tyrion is naturally not irritated, and he replied, "It doesn't need to be too much, I am always not greedy."

Even though he said that, he filled the empty glass with himself.

Such alcoholic behavior caused a roar of laughter.

The atmosphere was adjusted, and Zhuo Ge also offered a drink to everyone in a timely manner.

Watching the servant cut the pork, the crunchy skin crackled under the knife, and the hot oil dripped down.

Tyrion hadn't seen such a peaceful scene for a long time.

Such a scene is really extravagant in the war.

There is some distance between people, except to toast, everyone is just talking to the left and right.

"According to the scout's letter crow report, Ruth Bolton's main force has moved south."

Zogo watched the attendant put the meat slices into his golden plate, and whispered to Tyrion: "And Stannis's troops have joined them. At this moment, the enemy is about three days away from the storm."

Tyrion listened, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He wondered why Zhuo Ge learned before him, knowing that he was taking care of all the important letters now.

"Aren't Stannis and Luce Bolton being hostile? How could they come, and I haven't heard from it!"

The identity of the changers is magical enough. If they knew that they had used the green vision of the Green Prophet to overlook the entire east and west continents, wouldn't it be exploded?

Zhuo Ge pretended to be serious and said: "Don't forget, who am I?"

Tyrion shut up after hearing this.

Zhuo Ge was absolutely hegemonic like Aegon back then, and he controlled everything by one person, no matter how many branches of King's Landing.

Toman on the Iron Throne wanted to say something, he had to worry about whether other princes would refute it.

As a king, wouldn't there be a secret channel for news?

"The female horse, it seems that my imperial prime minister is empty!"

The little devil tasted the bitterness of being in the hand of the king in King’s Landing.

Zhuoge pondered: "It seems that Tywin Lannister is waiting for Stannis and Ruth Bolton's coalition forces, otherwise they would have attacked Stormfield long ago."

Tyrion thought for a while and hesitated: "No, Tywin has wildfires. Don't mention him. Even if he is led by James and possesses such a big killer, he will only be eager to show off his skills, so I think they The internal troubles are serious, and we are not the only enemies who need to be deterred by wildfire!"

His words are very reasonable, Zhuo Ge quite agrees.

"Well, as you said, if it is true, then their internal troubles will surely surface soon, just before the outbreak of our war with Tywin Lannister, because only by clearing the internal troubles, they dare to let go. we!"

Zhuo Ge said, his mind flew to the picture he saw with the green vision that day.

At that time, he saw the big sparrow standing in harmony with Toman and others, directing his men to distribute food to the poor and refugees.

"Except for the biggest worries of the big sparrow, who else can make Tai Wen jealous?"

Zhuo Ge couldn't understand this at all.

Those who don't talk about it, the most important thing is to solve the vanguard of King's Landing and Terror Fort.

"I hope that Randall Tully can fight well, otherwise our excellent horse will be wasted."

The wildfire burned Karratha's horse, and Mosuo had been unable to let go of it.

"My lord, I promise the High Court God of War will make the best use of the braided warrior's horses." Tyrion interrupted.

This made the Dothraki people present very dissatisfied.

"God of War, what kind of **** God of War is Landau Tali!? There is only one God of War in this world~www.novelmtl.com~ that is our Kao. He has been killed all the way from the Great Caohai and is invincible. Who can do such a record? Struggle!?"

Tyrion stretched out his thumb and index finger into the salt dish, sprinkled a lot of meat on the meat, and said unhurriedly: "No, you have misunderstood what I mean. Gao Ting regards Randau Tali as the **** of war. , But he is really **** in front of His Majesty Zhuo Ge, I'm just mocking him."

Seeing that he didn't panic with the food, seeing that Romo was very angry, he stood up and exclaimed: "Since you can't forget the self-proclaimed **** glory of the Westeros, then we have an idea, that is when the war starts. , I plan to put you on the forward."

Jakalang's "ideas" are usually Zhuo Ge's ideas.

Tyrion had already stabbed a piece of meat with a dagger, and he was sending it to his mouth, and immediately put it down.

"Strike?" he repeated suspiciously.

If it wasn't for Zhuo Ge's sudden admiration for his abilities, he was planning to abandon his funny dwarf.

As for the former or the latter, Tyrion had an ominous premonition.

Zhuo Ge always has a way to make people follow loyally, even at the expense of his life, Tyrion has no such skill.

He traded gold for loyalty, and used his last name to make people obedient.

But after leaving the Lannister family, he had nothing to show off.

"Shut up all to me!"

Zhuo Ge yelled and knocked on the table with his wine glass.

When everyone calmed down, Kao fixed his gaze on the little demon, lest others could not hear him and said loudly:

"Lord Tyrion, you are the best striker in our army. Your bravery and ability to command the army have been demonstrated to the fullest in Yangjian City. Soldiers all hope that on the battlefield, you can lead them to the battlefield!"

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