As Eddard Stark's head landed, the seven kingdoms that had been surging in the dark immediately fell apart.

In the South, both Ranley Baratheon and Stannis Baratheon raised their banners under the pretext that Joffrey was not Robert's biological flesh and blood, and almost simultaneously declared themselves the rightful heirs to the Iron Throne.

Robb Stark of Winterfell also raised the banner of avenging his father, gathered a large number of vassals, gathered more than 20,000 elite troops, and marched towards the Riverlands.

Tywin Lannister had to mobilize an army to stop the young and vigorous "Young Wolf Lord", hoping to use his rich military experience to defeat the stinking hairy boy before turning around to deal with the more difficult Baratheon brothers.

But it's a pity that he obviously forgot that in the military field, it is young people who can never be underestimated.

Because being young means that it is not easy to be constrained by rules and regulations, it means that you can make whims and make decisions that ordinary people cannot predict at critical moments, which is called suddenness in the military.

And in both the age of cold weapons and the age of hot weapons, suddenness means that an adversary can launch a fierce attack without preparation, and the results are often catastrophic.

Robb Stark, who led the troops for the first time, did not adopt the traditional sense of steady and steady at all, but chose the strategy of rapid running.

In an instant, he defeated the Lannisters, who almost controlled the Riverlands, and even captured the famous "King Slayer" Jaime Lannister, fully exerting the brave and fearless spirit of the young people, and almost every battle was victorious, so that many northern nobles mistakenly believed that they could defeat the Lannisters and attack King's Landing.

Realizing his opponent's military talents, Tywin immediately chose to hold out, and at the same time ordered his son, "Little Devil" Tyrion Lannister, to replace him as Prime Minister, control Cersei and Joffrey, who were becoming more and more unspoken, and hoped to exchange the captured Jaime through diplomatic means.

After all, in his mind, the handsome and dashing James is his real son.

As for Tyrion, he was nothing more than a deformed product of a disgraceful family, and he did not deserve to inherit the name of the Lannisters.

However, the "little devil" obviously did not deeply understand this, and happily took Bolong to the dirty and chaotic capital of the Seven Kingdoms.

As soon as he crossed the city gate, Tyrion couldn't wait to ask the mercenary leader beside him, "Boron, do you think I should pay a visit to my dear sister and wayward king's nephew first, or should I visit Sir Mason mentioned by my father?"

"Oh, can you tell me in detail about this Sir Mason, who can make your father, Duke Tywin, look at it differently?" asked Borron, rather surprised.

As someone who had seen Tywin Lannister firsthand, he knew all too well how much of an old man with an iron-blooded style had a high vision.

"I don't know the specifics, but it seems that he defeated the Hundred Flowers Knight Loras by a dominant margin in the Prime Tournament, seriously injuring Gregor Clegane. Especially in the latter, my father had to order the blacksmith to make him a hammer that was completely fixed to his hand, which solved the defect that he could no longer hold a sword in one hand. In addition to this, he is also said to have some mysterious and mysterious powers. Tyrion said what he knew.

"What?!! he seriously injured the Magic Mountain?" Bolon's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

Many people who have watched the tournament have declared that he is the most powerful knight of the moment, and have given him the nickname - the invincible Mason. Personally, I don't think anyone is invincible, maybe it's just his luck. With that, Tyrion shrugged his shoulders, grabbed the bag and took a sip of his wine, then handed it to the mercenary leader.

The latter took it and took a sip, laughing and teasing: "Then what are you waiting for, let's go and see how powerful this invincible knight is." ”

After a period of getting along, these two like-minded guys inadvertently established some kind of tacit understanding, or a fragile friendship.

The reason why I say fragile is because Boron is a utilitarian through and through, and once he finds that following the "little devil" will bring unforeseen danger to himself, then he will definitely not hesitate to choose betrayal.

Zhang Cheng's residence is not too far from the city gate, and coupled with the aura of the champion of the martial arts competition, many people know the location of the house.

Tyrion made it to the gate with little effort, but before he could signal the mercenary leader to knock, the door opened on its own.

The butler Delhi bowed respectfully and said with a smile: "Hello, incoming Prime Minister, I welcome you on behalf of the host. Come in, he's ready in the back hall with plenty of food and wine waiting for you. ”

"Who can refuse such a hospitable host, and an abundance of food and wine? Tyrion quickly concealed his shock and deliberately made a happy appearance.

The reason is very simple, the news of Tywin's appointment as prime minister is now hitting his pocket, and even Queen Cersei is not aware of it, but now he has been broken by a butler, and he is quite calm that he did not lose his temper on the spot.

Walking through the not-so-long hallway, Delhi led the two guests into a room filled with a variety of food, fruits, and wine bottles, bowed slightly to the host who was seated in the chair, and immediately took all the servants and turned away.

Seeing that the irrelevant people disappeared completely, Zhang Cheng opened a bottle of high-quality Dorne red wine, poured a glass for each of the guests who were a little overwhelmed, and then raised the glass and said: "You know, Tyrion Lannister, I have been meeting you for a long time, and today I finally got my wish." ”

"Why do you want to see me?" the little devil also picked up his cup, his eyes flashing with vigilance.

"There are many reasons for this, and we can talk about it slowly in the future. Now, I want to know what kind of conditions your father Tywin has brought to me?"

Tyrion raised his head and drank the wine from his glass, quickly pulled a letter out of his pocket and waved it gently, "The conditions are here! But before I give it to you, you must tell me how you can help if the war reaches King's Landing?"

"That's a lot! It's too much to imagine! First, I have a hidden army of mercenaries hiding in a hidden hole near the coast**, second, I have two battleships filled with wildfire, ready to meet enemies from the sea, and finally, and most importantly, I can give you some extra help that cannot be understood by common sense......"

As he said the last few words, Zhang Cheng suddenly took out a small bottle of bright red viscous substance from the shelf and gently threw it into the open space.

Smack!

Rumble!

When the bottle shattered, the scorching fire rose into the sky, burning the solid marble floor, forming a small pool of terrifying magma!

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