Between Highcourt and King's Landing, there was no complete waterway connection.
Taking a boat from Highcourt, going up the Mander River to the Bitter Bridge, then leaving the boat and going ashore, taking the Rose Avenue that connected "Highcourt, Bitter Bridge, and King's Landing."
You Lun could not let the sea monsters climb onto land.
Therefore, Aegon and Tyrion's plan was to end the battle quickly and take down King's Landing before You Lun's iron fleet completed the voyage "Highcourt, Old Town, Dorne, Stone Islands, Dragonstone Island, Blackwater Bay, and Blackwater River outside King's Landing."
Also because of the sea monsters, Dorne gave up the plan of taking a boat from Sun Halberd City to Wind's End Castle, and then landing at King's Landing at Blackwater Bay.
Dorne sent out four thousand Sandhorse Cavalry to Wind's End Castle at night.
In other words, Aegon would soon go to King's Landing, and his ministers, such as the Hand of the King, who commanded the ministers, had to be chosen before the expedition.
Uncle Finger decided to find Tyrion because he had recommended himself to Aegon, but Aegon had rejected him.
"Targaryen, I promised Tyrion to let him be the Hand of the King," Aegon said.
But in fact, Tyrion was only one side. Aegon had his eyes on Uncle Finger's adopted daughter and the Valley Knights who were barely unified under Uncle Finger, but he was absolutely vigilant and distrustful of Uncle Finger himself.
Perhaps it was because he had lived in seclusion in the Loen River since he was young and was raised by upright people like Clinton and Ashara, Aegon, who had just entered the mortal world, was naive and impulsive. He had not experienced the beating of reality, but his brain was normal and he was not stupid.
After hearing so many "guesses" about Uncle Finger from Aunt Danny, whether he believed it or not, he would be vigilant against Uncle Finger. How could he let him be the Hand of the King?
As a matter of fact, on their wedding night, after a hearty bout of yin and yang intercourse, Aegon began to complain to his wife about it.
He told her how Uncle Finger lied to Caitlin and betrayed Eide, how he framed Tyrion the first time and instigated the war between the lion and the wolf; how he framed Tyrion the second time and messed up the situation of the Seven Nations that Tywin had forcefully stabilized …
Of course, Aegon was not an idiot. He hoped that his wife would be able to see Uncle Finger's true colors and not be used by him. However, he was also worried that Sansa would awaken Stark's "Stupid Wolf's Blood". Hence, when he spoke, he was very careful. He observed her body language and body language, starting from the shallow to the deep, and gradually progressing …
Fortunately, he had met Sansa, who had been greatly developed by Uncle Finger.
If it was a few years ago, Sansa might have reported this to Uncle Finger.
Just like back then, when Eide had planned to secretly send her and Arya away from King's Landing, she had secretly told Cersei about this in the middle of the night, causing her father to lose his life in the "Chicken Pecking Game" with Cersei.
Just like back then, when Cersei said that Eide had betrayed the kingdom, she had foolishly believed it and even wrote a letter to Robb, asking him to quickly come to King's Landing and surrender … Robb had almost gone mad with anger.
Hence, Aegon would never appoint Uncle Finger as the Hand of the King.
However, Uncle Finger did not know that.
Uncle Finger was not stupid or arrogant. The main thing was that he did not expect the Dragon Queen, who was thousands of miles away, to pay attention to a "small fry" and even analyzed him so thoroughly.
Ever since Uncle Finger started his career, Jon Ayrin, Robert, Eide, Erlu, Old Rose, Taoist Lang, Tywin … There were so many heroes, but none of them thought of him as a threat.
Uncle Finger thought that he was still covered by the Mist Halo, but he did not know that the enemy had revealed the entire map and he had nowhere to hide.
He was crushed by the enemy's information advantage.
Hence, when he heard Aegon's excuse, he did not suspect that Tyrion was the only obstacle to him becoming the Hand of the King.
To be honest, Uncle Finger did not desire the position of the Hand of the King. It was just that the position of the "Hand of the King" was beneficial for him to do some things.
For example, the Hand of the King commanded all the troops under the king. He could easily arrange for the "heir Harry" to die.
For example, he could take advantage of the position and use the benefits of King Aegon to rope in the vassals of the valley. When Harry and Robert Ayrin died, he would officially become the king of the valley.
For example, just like when he was Robert's finance minister, he changed all the customs officials of the Seven Kingdoms to his trusted subordinates. The Hand of the King, Baelish, was confident that he could secretly control Aegon's small court.
For example, the Hand of the King lived with the king. "The best foster father of the Seven Kingdoms who followed Jon Ayrin's example" would be able to "love" his obedient daughter Sansa more easily …
The Hand of the King was a ladder for Uncle Finger to do some things, not the goal.
He looked for Tyrion. Although he was not confident that he could convince the other party, he also felt that him becoming the prime minister was the most beneficial for the dwarf.
That was because the powerful Lannister was the target of his calculations. After Aegon ascended the Iron Throne, the broken Lannister would become the target of his protection.
Uncle Finger's strategy was: other than himself, no other power was allowed to dominate. Whoever was powerful, he would beat them. Whoever was weak, he would support them.
Only balance could maintain a long period of chaos!
Unless he sat on the Iron Throne himself one day, chaos would be Uncle Finger's eternal pursuit.
After much difficulty, Uncle Finger was sincere to Tyrion for once, but his good intentions were treated as ill intent.
"I can't keep the little devil. His hatred for me runs too deep, and he's too smart!"
After making such a decision, Uncle Finger grimaced as he gulped down a large bowl of poppy milk and fell asleep in a daze.
That night, he did not sleep well. He was muddle-headed and not fully conscious. He swayed as if he was not sleeping on a comfortable feather bed, but was being jolted forward by a horse.
He wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on, but his eyelids felt heavy. It was as if his heart was covered by a layer of heavy cotton that had been soaked in ice water. It was heavy and cold.
The strange nightmare troubled him for a very long time, as if ten thousand years had passed. A blurry red light approached and dispelled the darkness that was heavy to the point of despair.
Opening his eyes in a daze, Little Finger's consciousness gradually returned.
In an instant, endless pain drowned him like a tidal wave.
There was not a single part of his body that did not hurt.
"Ugh, Osweir?" He moaned as he called out to his loyal servant.
"Huff, huff, huff …" No one answered. There was only the sound of the strong wind and the fluttering of clothes. It was as if he was lying on the back of a Megalosaurus and flying at high speed.
"Where am I?" The snowflakes in the cold wind fell on his face. With a shiver, Uncle Finger woke up.
"The Eagle Nest, Moon Gate Hall?" Suddenly, he saw the huge hole beside him where the wind and snow poured in. Uncle Finger instantly understood where he was.
He was the owner of this majestic castle!
"Who are you? How did you bring me to the Eagle Nest without anyone noticing?" Uncle Finger gathered the tattered and smelly sheepskin blanket around him. His eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see the person behind the kerosene lamp clearly.
But he failed. It was a cloaked man. The thick cloak covered most of his face, leaving only a pale and dry chin.
The chin moved.
"My dear … You don't even … recognize me?"
It was a voice that only demons from hell could make. Regardless of gender, age, or age, it was like a blade rubbing against glass. It made people feel irritated and chills down their spines.
"Who are you? Lift the cloak and let me see who's playing with me. "Uncle Finger supported himself and endured the pain all over his body. He moved back cautiously.
"He can still move … Miya, stop him from moving." The cloaked man pressed against his throat. His voice gradually became smoother and no longer stuttered.
Immediately, a tall figure silently walked out of the darkness. It was a woman in her early twenties. She was close to 1.8 meters in height, with broad and thick shoulders. She had uneven and messy black hair, dark blue eyes, and rough skin. She was neither ugly nor beautiful, and was a very manly and fierce woman.
"Miya Stone!" Uncle Finger exclaimed. "Why are you here? Oh right, winter is coming. The Eagle Nest is sealed. You're the only one who stayed here to guard — "
Before he could finish his sentence, the tall woman raised a blunt hammer from behind her and smashed it on Uncle Fingers' knee. "Crack!"
"Awoo …" Uncle Finger hugged his knees and howled.
"Bang! "Miya swung her hammer again and hit Uncle Finger's left arm.
Like a sugar cane being snapped, a crisp sound was heard. Then, Uncle Finger's eyes started to roll back. The pain almost made him lose consciousness.
Mia looked back at the cloaked man.
The cloaked man nodded lightly. Mea took a few steps back with the weapon in her hand and disappeared into the darkness again.
Uncle Finger's face was as pale as paper, his forehead covered with bean-sized beads of sweat.
He glared at the cloaked man with bloodshot eyes and said hoarsely, "You, who are you? Was it Tyrion who paid you to assassinate me? "
The cloaked man looked left and right, as if he felt that the hall was not bright enough, which was why the other party had not recognized him yet. So he did not answer, and only focused on lighting the braziers in the cave wall.
Then, she leaned over to Uncle Fingers, almost touching his face, and pulled down her cloak.
"Ahhhhhhhh …" The next moment, Uncle Finger's face was distorted as he howled.
Uncle Finger's entire life of exclamations could not last as long as this one. His entire life of fear could not be compared to this one.
Madam Stoneheart pressed her chipped face against Uncle Finger's pale, handsome face and said softly, "Didn't you … always want me?"
I want a fifteen-year-old virgin, Caitlin, not an old monster like you!
You ruined my dream! "
Uncle Finger screamed and regained his rationality, and began to think like a normal person.
"Caitlin, you, why aren't you dead?" He tried not to avoid the rotten touch and asked with a forced smile.
"Dead, I died once. I was soaked in the river for a few days. The fishes ate my flesh, the crabs pinched my hair. Fortunately, the great King of Light took pity on me and let me live again."
Madam Stoneheart's voice was like a roundworm pulled out from the stomach of an old beggar on the street. It was sticky and stiff, and it drilled into Uncle Finger's mouth.
His stomach acid churned, and he felt like vomiting. The vomit rushed into his mouth, but Uncle Finger forced it down.
"That's great, Caitlin. You're alive. That's great!" Uncle Finger cried tears of joy.
Sobbing, real sobbing.
He was crying on the surface, but he was also crying in his heart.
"Even a person who died for a few days can be revived. This damn unreal world (as opposed to the" real world "of the City of Knowledge), how can people like us who rely on our intelligence live!"
Uncle Finger's scientific worldview, built by reading the famous books of the City of Knowledge, was collapsing.
"Yes, it's great to be alive and see you again." Madam Stoneheart sighed.
"Caitlin, listen to me!"
His arms and knees were broken. No matter how shrewd Uncle Finger was, he did not think that he could fool her with a few nice words.
"There are some misunderstandings between us. I'll explain them to you one by one," he said hurriedly.
"I wonder if Lahlo increased her intelligence when she was revived. If not, as long as I give him a chance to speak, I might be able to fool her today."
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