What is the highest achievement for a king?

Only eight words: "Wen Jia is customary, Wu Chang is a square table!" ”

King Robert, as the ruler of the Westeros continent, has a long list of titles, Andals, ancestors, iron breeds, and Dorne are all his nominal subjects, these eight words, rampant on the continent of Westeros!

With Jon Arryn's help, Robert has achieved superficial success, fragile stability, at least except for the real upper nobles, no one else has much sense of the coming cold winter and the surging undercurrents, and the four seas are singing and dancing.

But what Robert had always wanted was to be a free warrior, to indulge himself, and perhaps to dilute the pain caused by Lyanna Stark's death.

Once he was like the crown buck on his coat of arms, strong, agile and powerful, he was the most elite warrior on the continent of Westeros, armed with a war hammer, invincible.

As the years passed, a thick layer of fat had accumulated on him, but not the heart of a warrior who longed for honor and victory had grown old, and he spoke happily to Ned in his room about today's game, the grand game, calling his attendants, pouring good wine, and bringing armor.

"Robert, you're too fat!" Eddard Stark touched his fury beard and said with a slight smile.

"You speak like that to your king!" Robert whispered in anger and then laughed out loud in Ed's faint smile, and suddenly turned his head like a tiger staring at his smiling waiter, "You think this is funny! ”

His majestic voice frightened the waiter into not daring to speak, and finally he said, "No, it's not ......."

"Don't you think it's funny to make a joke about the Prime Minister, whom I personally selected and appointed?" Robert followed up again, and the waiter was once again at a loss.

"Alright, Robert, stop torturing him, he's just a kid." Ed said.

"Okay, the prime minister said I'm too fat, why don't you hurry up and find me a cuirass to prop up!" King Robert pretended to be impatient and yelled at the waiter, who replied "yes" in a panic and hurried out with a cigarette.

"Cuirasette?" Ed looked at his friend and smiled.

"Lannister idiot, how long will it take for him to find out I'm playing him, hahaha...... The gods are above, I am too fat to wear my own armor, how can I do this? King Robert couldn't hold back his smile anymore, he laughed heartily, he never hid his dislike for the Lannisters, but on the other hand, sometimes he had to defend it in desperation, and this helplessness and contradiction caused him to be even more tired of the throne.

The two continued to talk and laugh, and eventually Ed succeeded in convincing King Robert to concentrate on being a spectator instead of going to the game.

In the early morning of the next day, everyone had already gathered, the Hundred Flowers Knight Loras, the "Magic Mountain" Gregor, and the "Monarch Killer" Jaime were all good players, and their competition was naturally highly anticipated, and this year there was a real dark horse, Du Yu, who participated in the spear competition for the first time, actually sang all the way and entered the top four, and there was no enemy immediately.

Everyone is looking forward to the result more and more, and there is no doubt about today's excitement.

In the cheers of the sky, the first ushered in is the duel between Jaime the "Kingkiller" and Gregor Clegane "The Magic Mountain", the two restrain the horses, take positions on both sides of the arena, lower their spears, and then Jaime screams softly, and the Magic Mountain roars, and the two horses begin to charge at full speed, the dust sweeps, and the horses' hooves trample the land, like thunder

"A hundred gold dragon coins bet on the 'Monarch Slayer' to win." Jimmy? As the Lannisters rode in on their graceful blood-brown horses, Littlefinger announced in a loud voice. The horse was clad in gilded ring armor, Jaime himself was glittering from head to toe, and his spear was made of gold wood from the Midsummer Isles.

He soon regretted it, though!

Jaime rode on his horse, leaned forward, the big gun in his hand was held steadily, obviously he was not accidental as a royal guard, but unfortunately he was facing the "magic mountain" Cregan, this man like a giant bear, with all his strength to stab hard, Jaime hurriedly raised his lion gold shield to meet the unloading force accurately, only to hear a loud "boom", Jaime stumbled and almost fell off the horse. On the contrary, it was the blow he stabbed at the shield of the "Magic Mountain" that only made the other party shake his body slightly, and he was fine.

Jaime the "Kingkiller" was at a disadvantage in this blow. With Sir Gregor of the "Magic Mountain" not letting go of the water, everyone could see that the monarch killer was about to lose.

Jaime himself had a pretty good fighting mentality, and in the second round he was not nervous at all, and Sir Jaime threw a flying kiss at a lady in the crowd before gently pulling down his mask again, lowering his spear, holding it firmly, and riding forward.

Sir Gregor of the "Magic Mountain" had a face hidden in peeping, and there was no expression in sight, but he pulled the reins, and the horse marched forward sonorously, and the big gun in his hand was used as a club. It is necessary to know that the instinctive way of human use of weapons is the way of sticks, this move twists the teres muscles, the muscles and bones explode, and the wind can be faintly heard.

Jaime is naturally very powerful, but the difficulty of the spear competition lies here, you can't turn the horse around, dodge and change positions, you can only move around the horse in a small area to dodge, Sir Gregor this shot horizontally, he has no way to dodge, he can only make the shield in his hand as a knife cross, and the spear is pressed down from top to bottom to try to block and defuse the blow of "Magic Mountain" Sir Gregor.

However, he underestimated the amazing power of the "Magic Mountain", and Gregor may not be able to compare to the killing machine that was later transformed by the Coben Bachelor, but among the knights of the Seven Kingdoms, he is definitely unmatched.

And this kind of competition is only compared to four things, skill, strength, speed, and finally momentum. For these famous masters, the momentum is different, and no one will be weak. In this kind of competition, James's skill is not enough!

In the end, the monarch killer was unable to defuse the powerful blow, and lost in the hands of the Magic Mountain, and although he skillfully used his force to cause both spears to burst at the same time, shattering into slag, the blood-brown horse was left without its owner, and ran away to graze alone. Sir Jaime Lannister was wallowing in the mud, glittering with gold, but his helmet was dented.

"It seems that the Lannisters are not taking good care of their dogs, which will bite their owners." Lan Li smiled and accepted the one hundred gold dragon coins that Little Finger had lost. "You've lost the money to make a friend."

Littlefinger shrugged indifferently and turned his head to look at the next match, not caring about the loss of the hundred golden dragons in the slightest.

On the other side, the audience pointed at the monarch killer, booing again and again, and the aristocratic lords and ladies couldn't help laughing. Jaime is almost in the posture of a dog gnawing mud, which is very indecent, which is completely different from the previous fall of the Duke of Lanli.

King Robert laughed the loudest, ignoring the queen and sitting next to him screaming, until Jaime shook off the dust and came to the king's side, but the king shook him away. The Lannisters stumbled and fell to the ground. The king laughed wildly: "What a great knight! Lao Tzu still has a way to make you eat. Remember, 'The Kingkiller'. He tapped his chest with a jeweled goblet, and his entire satin coat was sprinkled with wine. As long as I have the hammer in my hand, no one can stop me! ”

Jaime Lannister got up, patted the dust, yes, His Majesty. He finished in a stiff tone, with a hint of resentment in his eyes that had been humiliated.

When Prime Minister Eddard Stark saw this, his confidence in Robert rose again.

This was the boy he had grown up with, he thought to himself, this was the Robert Baratheon he knew and loved.

What if he could prove that the Lannisters were behind Bran's murder and that they were murdering Jon? Arryn's murderer, this man will definitely listen. Cersei will be sanctioned, and the "Kingkiller" will be finished, and if Duke Tywin dares to raise an army, Robert will smash Rhaegar on the Trident River like he did back then? The Targaryens, like that, mercilessly wiped it out. He could see it all clearly.

Illusion is always easy to confuse with reality, and people tend to see only what they want to see, ignoring the real danger, constantly irritating the Lannisters without really being ready to slaughter lions. Rigid and honor-keeping, the most effective creed in the North is not even comparable to ten golden dragons in King's Landing.

"Quick! Fast! I'm going to start my second joust right away, and I can't wait to see the tournament winner come to fruition. On the main stage, Robert drank a glass of wine in one gulp, and said with a smile on his face.

Du Yu held a spear in his hand, changed into a suit of armor engraved with a phoenix pattern, and the mysterious magic pattern drew some inexplicable marks on it, a bright and bright body, like gold and sun, magnificent, like a long wind out of the valley!

In the audience, Arya's face flushed, clapping and cheering, and Eddard Stark looked at him with a smile on his face. Looking forward to his performance.