"Uncle. Tyrion rode beside Kaivon.

Kaivon doesn't have a crush on Tyrion, but he doesn't have any ill will. He's better than Tywin vs. Tyrion.

Kayvon looked at Tyrion calmly.

"The leader of the hill tribe and the magic mountain...... Walked closer. Tyrion thought about the wording, getting closer didn't mean anything, both Kevon and Tywin didn't look down on the hill tribes at all. They believed that the mountain tribesmen of the Bright Moon Mountains were all barbarians, primitive people. They despise the hill tribes in their bones.

"Uh-huh!" responded Kevon.

"Last night the Magic Mountain used three maces to ...... and Timei are brothers...... Finish. ”

Kaivon gave Tyrion a strange look.

"You're nervous that the hill tribes won't follow you?"

"They fight better than the militia. Tyrion said.

"Magic Mountain is better at training, leading, and commanding troops than you, what do you think?"

“...... Belch...... I admit it......"

"You've gone from Winterfell to the Great Wall, and from the Great Wall to the Eagle's Nest in the Valley, and you've built up a mixed cavalry army of nearly two thousand men and helped Gavin Westerling train a core infantry army of one thousand. If your 3,000 mountain tribes were to hand over to the Demon Mountain, I think they would play a greater role, what do you think?"

“...... Belch...... I admit it...... But ......"

"Are you trying to say that the forces of the Magic Mountain will be too strong?"

But Tyrion didn't mean that, and Kaivon said this, which only proves that this is what his uncle Kaivon meant in his heart.

"Obviously, yes. Tyrion followed Kaivon's words.

"There's no doubt about the loyalty. Kevon said.

Tyrion could tell that it wasn't Kaivon who said this, but his father, Duke Tywin, and that Kaivon was simply repeating his father's words. People say that Uncle Kevon is a shadow of his father, and it seems to be accurate.

In this way, in fact, my father is very relieved of the magic mountain and is unguarded. Tyrion remembered that Jenny Westerling was her father's adopted daughter, and that the Magic Mountain had become her father's son-in-law. Whether it was fighting with Ti Mei and the others, sending weapons, or calling him a brother, Tywin didn't take it to heart at all. Uncle Kaivon didn't seem to care, and it was Tyrion himself who was really nervous.

Elephants don't care what an ant thinks, and they don't study why a rabbit eats grass.

Duke Tywin didn't even bother with Tyrion.

But when it comes to the loyalty of the Magic Mountain, Tyrion really has nothing to say.

Twenty years of vicious dogs, loyal, not overnight flattery.

Tyrion felt a bitter mouth, he even felt that the Demon Mountain could anticipate his unhappiness and would seek out Uncle Kaivon to test the reaction, Tyrion hoped to get the support of the Lannister surname to help him hold the three thousand mountain forces, his purpose was to harness the three thousand combat power for his own use, rather than trying to fool around and then give it to the Demon Mountain.

But now, neither his father nor Uncle Kevon paid any attention to his carefulness.

"Moshan is indeed loyal, but I feel like he's a little too smart. ”

"Not at all. "The North, the Riverlands, the Valleys, the Stormlands, Dragonstone, and Dorne are all our enemies, and if we don't have a general in the West at this time, who will resist them?" ”

It's full of Duke Tywin's flavor again!

Duke Tywin's shadow – Kevon Lannister – is well deserved.

Tyrion noticed that Uncle Kayvon didn't mention the Riverlands and the Iron Islands, and his heart moved, since the Riverlands and the Iron Islands were not his father's enemies, what could they be?

The Riverlands, the Iron Islands, the King's Lands, and the West, these four places look like they're going to be another alliance.

"Uncle, don't worry about the valley. Ryza Tully will not send troops. ”

"Oh, are you so sure?"

"Her heart is only on her sick son, and now the people who pursue her in the valley are all over the valley plain, and her dowry is too rich, and whoever marries her will get the kingdom of the valley, so she and the nobles in the valley have no heart to care about the war outside. ”

"The Duke of Riverland Horst is her father. ”

"Father, sister, brother, and in Lysa Tully's opinion, all of them were no match for her sick son, Robert Arryn, by my judgment of her. ”

"I really hope Lysa Tully can do what you say. Kevon said.

"Eagle's Nest City is dangerous, except for the dragon, it can't be attacked. Ryza Tully doesn't worry about attacking her after we win, and we won't be able to get past the blood. She sat back and relaxed, and she would not send troops. “

"Oh! In this way, God has helped me to the west!"

Tyrion shrugged his shoulders, and he came to talk to Uncle Kaivon about the Magic Mountain, but to no avail, instead of talking to Lysa Tully for a while.

"Uncle, I'm going to the front. I still hope that those mountain people are in my own hands, and my uncle can say a few kind words to my father at a convenient time?"

"Say what?"

Tyrion felt a pang of shame, he had always ignored the magic mountain, and he suddenly realized that he had no good way to deal with the magic mountain, and he had no choice but to turn to his father's power.

"Moshan only listens to my father's words, if possible, let my father say in a gap between eating, drinking, or having a meeting not to interfere with my mountain people. ”

Uncle Kaivon looked at Tyrion with that strange look again: "After this battle, we will defeat the Northerners and face Stannis from Dragonstone and Blue Rite in Stormlands, and in the Red Keep of King's Lands, your sister and nephew obviously need someone to take care of it, otherwise they will make the whole country even more chaotic, they always keep doing stupid things that are not good for us at all, who do you think Duke Tywin will send?"

"Send you, Uncle Kevon. ”

"Oh?"

"Isn't it true?"

"It's not!"

"Who could that be? I can't think of a better fit. ”

"Himself. ”

Tyrion shrugged, "That's normal, he's the eternal Hand of the King." ”

The Hand of the King Forever is an honor bestowed upon Tywin by the Mad King Elise Targaryen, and an honor passed down by word of mouth among the people of the Seven Kingdoms.

"With Tywin in charge of the Red Keep, who is going to lead the troops to fight the two Baratheons?"

"Jaime!" said Tyrion, "but Jaime has a shortcoming, more courage than patience. ”

"Jaime and the Magic Mountain. Kevon said.

Tyrion immediately understood that after this battle, Demon Mountain and Jaime would become the two supreme military commanders in the West, and it was no wonder that his father turned a blind eye to the Demon Mountain's attempts to subdue the mountain tribes.

"What about me? What am I going to do?"

Sir Kevon was stunned.

Tywin didn't talk to him about his plans for Tyrion, and perhaps it would be better for the dwarf to visit a brothel. What can he do? Fighting? Since he was a child, he has not learned martial arts, logistics, so he will only get drunk and hold prostitutes every day.

Kaivon looked at Tyrion, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Tyrion laughed, "I know, I'm just a good-for-nothing dwarf, fighting? no! Dealing with government affairs, I don't really have any real skills other than drinking and playing with prostitutes." ”

This is what Tywin thinks of Tyrion, and Tyrion sees it from Uncle Kayvon. After this battle, he basically had nothing to use, so what kind of mountain people's armament did he want to keep?

"Actually," said Kevon...... You can...... Assist Jaime ......"

"Don't be perfunctory to me, uncle. You are a little better than my father, and you want to protect my self-esteem. Gnomes don't have much self-esteem, dwarfs are illegitimate children, hehe, I'm used to it. Tyrion laughed.

He kicked the pony and left Uncle Kevon. Although his heart was full of scars from his father, he could still feel his abandonment, and that feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Sensitive and conceited, the world has been full of malice since the day he was born, but his heart has not been numb: pain, sadness, kindness and malice towards others, he can touch and feel it very clearly.

Tyrion traveled all the way, and in half a day, he finally rushed from the back of the line to the front, and what he feared still happened, the one-eyed Ti Mei wore a full set of red bronze armor, which was very eye-catching, two hideous maces in his left and right hands, and a spare one at his waist.

The fierce man Shaga, the thin man Gonthor, the little beauty Zira, and the clever man Ulf all changed into new and dazzling fine armor, majestic helmets, and new weapons. Shaga is a heavy axe, Gonthor is a spear, Little Beauty is a two-handed sword, and Uraf is a chain hammer with a long spear and a short sword and a round shield.

These weapons, naturally, were given to them by the Magic Mountain.

The Magic Mountain gave the five leaders armor, helmets, and weapons. Every thing, in the eyes of the mountain people, is a fine treasure and is worth a lot.

Tyrion's promise of 3,000 armor weapons and helmets to the mountain people was explicitly rejected by Tywin, who would only be given the weapons they wanted after seeing their prowess.

In other words, mountain people had to fight first, and those who did not die could get a set of armor weapons and helmets.

Tywin's hideous face of using Tyrion and the 3,000 mountaineers as cannon fodder has been revealed. This is Tyrion's first official war, and he is still a real rookie, and he has not despaired of his father, and he still retains the heart of his family.

Magic Mountain also did not give three thousand sets. He only gave five sets and five sets to the five leaders, and he captured the hearts of the mountain people. When Tyrion walked up to greet the mountain man, the mountain man booed him.

*

The mountain men walked on the left flank by the banks of the Green Fork, the Clegane soldiers of the Magic Mountain walked in the middle, on the right flank was Count Leo Lyford of Golden Tooth City, and in front of the scouts and decoyers was Sir Adam Malbran of Imprint City.

Scout news, about five days away, the Western Army and the Northern Army have met, much to the delight of Tywin of the Chinese Army, but no one can see his excitement. His face was expressionless, and he was dressed in a heavy cloak woven of gold thread to resist arrows, and the saddle and the blanket on the horse were all made of gold.

Tywin led five hundred cavalry guards around a luxurious carriage in which sat the witch queen, whom he regarded as a demigod.