"Snore snore …" The silence of the banquet was broken by the sound of sucking viscous liquid.
Tyrion pulled back his eyes, closed his jaw, which had almost touched the table, and closed his flared nostrils. Then he turned his head in the direction of the sound.
He saw the plump centaur maid, Kiki, using a napkin to wrap a large fish head, sucking on the fish brain with her plump red lips.
The centaur maid noticed everyone's gaze and blushed. She mumbled, "That's how you eat fish heads. It's really delicious. You can try it."
"Uh, okay." Tyrion rubbed his nose awkwardly.
Then, he turned to the Dragon Queen who was sipping her wine and said, "I've been to Stone Hall Town. It's surrounded by rivers and mountains. There are quite a few dangerous places. One man can hold the pass and ten thousand can't pass."
Clinton had just come back to his senses when he heard Tyrion's words.
He didn't even have to think carefully to name seven or eight good places to set up an ambush.
The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it. He hated himself for being useless.
Then, he used his head as a muddy shoehorn and knocked it hard on the thick oak table.
"Bam bam bam …"
The sound of the porcelain voice frightened everyone.
"Sir, what's wrong? Are you drunk? "
Tyrion and Little Aegon immediately held the crazy Clinton.
When they held his head up, everyone saw that there were two streaks of tears on Clinton's weathered face.
"I'm so stupid, really. I only knew to set fire to the town and thought that everything would be fine after I killed Robert. I didn't know that I could ambush the reinforcements of the three dukes …" The exiled Hand of the King mumbled with a hoarse voice.
"Sir, don't blame yourself." Old Yimont looked at Danny with a complicated expression and sighed, "It's been 16 years since the Battle of the Bell. During that time, countless famous generals of the Seven Kingdoms and even the continent of Ursos have discussed the process of the battle.
But they only argued about personal glory or fulfilling the responsibilities of the Hand of the King. No one was like Danny … "
When everyone heard this, their expressions were complicated. They looked at the Dragon Lady with a hint of respect.
Tyrion thought for a moment, then looked at Danny and asked, "If Stone Hall Town is located in the plains and there are no dangerous places nearby, will His Majesty choose to burn the town?"
"There are no dangerous places near the town. Don't you know how to create one yourself?" Danny glanced at him and said indifferently.
"Uh, how?"
"Seal off the town first. Only entry and exit are allowed. Arrange for the archers to occupy the most dangerous street, which is the place with the most towers and the most densely packed.
Aren't there many clock towers in Stone Hall Town?
The reason why it was called the Battle of the Ringing Bells was because bells would ring throughout the town during the chaotic battle.
Then find the street block with the most clock towers, hide archers on the roofs on both sides of the street, set up crossbows, hide pikemen in the houses on both sides of the street, and hide a group of heavy cavalry at the end of the street.
In this way, that street block will be set up as a death zone for the rebels, waiting for Eide and Stark to come in. "
"Uh, Jon Ayrin isn't stupid. Why didn't he retreat when he was attacked?" Tyrion asked in confusion.
"Hey, you're still asking such a simple question."
Danny looked at him with disdain. When she looked up, she saw many pairs of eyes that were as confused as the little demon's.
She sighed and said helplessly, "The royalists don't know anything about Robert's location. It's obvious that the rebels outside the town don't know anything about the situation inside the town. But I already have the information advantage because I'm in Stone Hall Town. "
"Uh, I still don't understand," Tyrion said blankly.
"Arrange a group of soldiers near the ambush point and pretend to besiege Robert's residence. What would Edstark do if, as soon as he entered the town, he heard the soldiers of the Royal Family shouting, 'Here's Robert!', 'Don't let Robert go!', 'Oh, Robert's fierce!', 'Come on, come on, Robert's tired!'? "
Damn, Your Majesty, you're so shameless!
But even if this method didn't sound honorable, it didn't burn the civilians and didn't throw away the honor of the knights.
Tyrion and the others were stunned again.
"But what if Robert ran out and exposed the trap?" Little Aegon asked.
"Didn't I say it before? The sharpshooters occupy all the clock towers, and the town is in my hands. As long as there's no evenly matched battle, if Robert dares to show his head, I'll immediately shoot him into a sieve.
Then, I'll shout 'Robert is dead', and even cut off Robert's head and put it on a spear, bringing it to the front of the army. The rebels will naturally be defeated. I don't need to tell you what to do next, right? "
Little Aegon was still unconvinced, and continued, "What if Robert doesn't show up and arranges for the townspeople to come out and shout?"
"Sigh, as soon as the townspeople come out, the Queen will know where Robert is hiding … Plus, normal townspeople don't have the guts to openly go against the King.
Even if there were bold people who wanted to fight for riches and honor and didn't fear death, Ai De didn't dare to believe them.
Because the Queen can also send people disguised as townspeople to shout 'Robert is here, save Robert'. "
Tyrion quickly followed Danny's train of thought.
Danny continued, "If you don't want to 'kill four dukes in one battle', it can be simpler. You just need to ambush the archers and cavalry at the entrance of the town, and wait for the three dukes to come with reinforcements. Kill one or two of them, and Robert won't be able to hold back.
Wait for him to raise his hammer and charge out with a roar, then use the prepared crossbows to kill him, and the battle will be reversed immediately.
That is to say, from the moment Robert escaped into Stone Hall Town alone, the royalists have no chance of losing. It's just a matter of winning more or less. "
"Bam, bam, bam …" Clinton banged his head on the table again.
"I'm so stupid, really. I only know that setting fire to the town and sending people to search for Robert. I didn't know that ambushing the three dukes' reinforcements would be so easy …"
He cried out loud.
Dukefei and Little Aegon quickly went up to comfort him.
"Danny …"
Yimont was gratified and happy for the Dragon Queen's unconstrained battle wisdom, but he had a reproachful expression on his face.
Danny shrugged, looking innocent.
"Sigh, now I finally understand why the Guise army lost so badly."
Tyrion scratched the back of his head and sighed as if he was glad and regretful. "If Her Majesty was the eldest daughter and was born thirty years earlier, the War of the Usurpers would have had a different ending."
If the Dragon Queen was born thirty years earlier, with her viciousness and cunning, his father would have been reduced to ashes.
And the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms, those who were obsessed with power games, would have already knelt on the ground and licked the Queen's feet.
The War of the Usurpers, Balon's rebellion, the four kings' rebellion, and now the Crows' Feast were all gone. The people lived in peace and the Westeros were thriving.
It seemed beautiful too?
"You can't be born thirty years earlier, or we Centaurs won't have Kalixi!" Jiqi put down the bone and said unhappily.
Irri nodded in agreement. "Dosh Khalin said that Kalixi will fulfill the ancient prophecy and ride the Megalosaurus to unify the Dothraki Sea and become the strongest Khal in history."
"Dothraki also has an ancient prophecy? The Child of the Prophecy, Yasore Ahai? "Tyrion was surprised.
Irri tilted her head and thought for a moment. "Maybe it's the Child of the Prophecy. After all, Kalixi also said that there are Deviants on the Great Wall and the night is coming. The Centaurs should also have their own Child of the Prophecy!
But it's not Yasore Ahai. In Dothraki, it's called 'Ride the Steed of the World'. "
"Alright, don't talk about the Centaurs' prophecy in front of outsiders." Danny waved her hand.
She didn't want to hide anything, but she didn't trust the Dosh Khalin's prophecy at all.
That's right, "Ride the Steed of the World" wasn't prepared just for Danny Rize.
A long, long time ago, there was a prophecy among the Dothraki that the strongest khal would appear in the Sea of Grass. His khalasar would cover the entire land, countless in number, and the Arak scimitar in his hand would be as sharp as grass.
The Dosh Khalin believed that Danny Rize's son Legg was the person in the prophecy.
Obviously, if Danny didn't transmigrate, that kid wouldn't even have a chance to be born.
"There really are Deviants?"
Tyrion observed her expression and changed the topic.
He could tell that the Dragon Queen didn't want to talk about the Centaurs' prophecy, and he was indeed more curious about Deviants.
"It's true." Old Yimont looked at Little Aegon with a complicated expression, and slowly told him about Danny's experience at the Great Wall.
Few people knew that Prince Lega had written a letter to Yimont on the Great Wall on the day Aegon was born.
Lega told Yimont that he might not be the Child of Prophecy, and that the newly born Aegon was the true Child of Prophecy.
When Little Aegon was born, there really was a red Deviant Star in the sky above the King's Landing, which happened to match Asha's prophecy.
Before today, Old Yimont didn't take Lega's words to heart.
Lega and Little Aegon died sixteen years ago, and the Child of Prophecy wouldn't die. This meant that Lega and Little Aegon weren't the Child of Prophecy.
On the contrary, after meeting Danny, he firmly believed that she was the Child of Prophecy.
Although she firmly denied it from the beginning.
But now …
Well, under the influence of the Dragon Queen, the old man didn't care too much about the Asha prophecy now.
But the prophecy was related to the authenticity of Little Aegon's identity!
This was a very serious problem.
If the Forest Witch's prophecy was true, the Child of Prophecy would be born from Aerys and Leila's bloodline.
Then excluding Danny — she was a 'devout' believer of the Seven Gods, and wouldn't become a believer of the Red God, so she might not be the Child of Prophecy.
Other than him and Danny, there was a third Targaryen who had to be alive to fulfill the prophecy.
And he must be of Lega's bloodline.
Because the Long Night was coming, Viserys was dead, and Danny's offspring had yet to be born, so they couldn't become the Child of Prophecy.
Only Lega's children fit the age.
Thinking about it this way, there was a very high chance that Little Aegon was real.
"Danny, what do you think about Little Aegon?"
After the introduction of the Other Ghosts, it was already late, and the banquet was over. Irri brought Aegon, Clinton, and the others downstairs to settle down.
When they heard the news about the Other Ghosts, they were very shocked and didn't discuss Aegon's identity anymore.
Perhaps, they planned to talk to Danny alone tomorrow.
Then old Yimont came to Danny's bedroom.
"Do you think he's real or fake?" Yimont asked.
"I don't know." Danny stroked Little Red's wings with a helpless expression.
Yes, Yimont took care of Little Red during the day, but she had to sleep with her mother at night.
Danny wanted to cultivate a relationship with him in preparation for the future Dragon Spirit.
"Varys definitely has the ability to cheat, but the question is whether he's loyal to us Targaryens, and whether he's willing to do so." She sighed.
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