Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 866 Create a Queen

"I still have the Golden Company, which is much better than Daenerys who only relied on dozens of centaurs to conquer the world." Sansa paled, her tone not so sure.

"If you really think that mercenaries are more reliable than Khass, then let's split up quickly. I'll go back to Dragonstone, you go back to Winterfell, and throw the food on Tarth to rot." Tyrion hugged Chest, standing on the head of the bed, sneered.

Sansa knew in her heart that the Golden Company was not 100% reliable, but she couldn't bear the dwarf's taunting her like this, and argued strongly: "The Golden Company once made a blood oath of allegiance to Aegon, and now the oath has been transferred to Caitlin and me. "

Tyrion sees that she is at the end of her rope, and quarrels with him simply because she won't admit defeat.

He decided to take a step back and not fight her to the end.

"You don't have a completely trustworthy team, so try to build your own team. If you don't understand, I can help you."

Finding that the dwarf was no longer chasing and fighting fiercely, Sansa was tense and ready to face the battle, and relaxed. Instead of rejoicing at her victory, she just followed the other party's words and asked: "How to form a team?"

"Why does the Dragon Queen have so many loyal subjects?" Tyrion asked.

"Because of the dragon," Sansa said.

"What have you learned from Littlefinger, didn't you just teach you the art of spring cry?" The dwarf looked at her strangely.

"You, you, what nonsense are you talking about!" Sansa was anxious, angry and ashamed.

"I, I was a virgin when I married Aegon, and Septon Meribald can testify to me! Oh, why am I telling you this!"

She covered her face in embarrassment.

"Okay, don't let poor old Meribald take the blame, that honest man doesn't know anything, but he is willing to believe you." Tyrion waved his hand and said indifferently: "From the first time we met, I Knowing that you have been trained by Littlefinger countless times, don't deny it, I know him too well, and I know you better than you think."

"Get out! Get out!" Sansa yelled angrily.

The dwarf didn't leave, and said with a smile: "I'm also a rotten person, and the curse can only be lifted after being kissed by a skilled girl ten thousand times, have you forgotten?

In fact, when you face me, there is no need to maintain a noble and inviolable 'Saint Sansa' appearance.I don't care about your past, and you can't hide it.

Go and see my old sister, that's the real otherworldly thing, she's so godlike, I still can't imagine how Drogo got her pregnant and gave birth to a baby."

The dwarf shook his head, "It's a pity that you can't learn the way of the Dragon Queen, and in the end you can only follow the old path of 'the place who loves to drink moon tea-the queen'."

"I don't want to talk to you about this," Sansa said coldly, holding up the sacred contract, "If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, I'll send the remaining 20 tons of grain to Stannis for free, just one request , Kill your incestuous siblings."

The dwarf smiled and gave a thumbs up, boasting: "Yes, you have touched my vital point."

Sansa cast an involuntary glance at his groin.

The dwarf noticed, and also proudly raised his hips.

When she blushed and turned her gaze away, he said: "The giant dragon only makes people fear at first, but it is very difficult to transform fear into awe.

Just like Stannis, he also has a two-headed dragon, but who will obey him?

The reason why Daenerys is successful is because she sets a great goal for her followers, and keeps working hard and winning continuously for this goal.So, you get it? "

Sansa no longer had any anger on her face, and she began to realize something.

She may not be very smart, but at least she is studious and good at learning valuable things from others.

"If I want to succeed, I should imitate her, set a goal, and then keep fighting and winning." She murmured.

"Learn from the winners, learn from the losers." Tyrion looked at her with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Cersei and Littlefinger were your teachers, but they were also losers.

From them, you can only learn some dark ways of making money.

Those small methods used in the palace and power struggles may have miraculous effects at certain times, but they are completely unsuitable for founding a country and striving for hegemony. "

"If you want the Iron Throne, you should change the target of study and learn her majestic way of the emperor."

Sansa moved her mind and asked, "What should I do? I don't have a dragon, and I don't have her powerful personal force."

Tyrion shook his head and said: "She is very strong now, but her starting point is not as good as yours.

I let you learn her strengths, but I didn't let you imitate her completely.

There is no better goal than the end of the Long Night, and no greater victory than the defeat of the White Walkers.

You should give up what Littlefinger taught you. Staying in the shadows will make you a shadow, and shadows cannot see light.

King, you should stand under the sun, accept the doubts, challenges, and hostility of all people, and also accept the cheers and love of all people. "

After a pause, he waited for Sansa to digest for a while before continuing: "The island of Tars is a good place to avoid the ghosts on the mainland.

But this is both an advantage and a disadvantage. After avoiding the White Walkers, how do you fight the White Walkers?

Therefore, you need to open up a frontier battlefield.

That battlefield must be one of the main targets of the White Walkers, otherwise you will be no different from other earls and marquises who stick to the castle.

Defending Winterfell means nothing like guarding Hearthkeep, does it?

In addition to its strategic importance, it must also be able to attack when advancing, defend when retreating, and be easy to defend. "

"Storm's End!" Sansa's eyes lit up, and she suddenly understood the dwarf's intentions.

"Yes, it's Storm's End! In fact, I don't even understand why Stannis didn't bring people back to Storm's End, but why did King's Landing die instead?" Tyrion shook his head, "The walls of Storm's End that aren't facing the sea are as high as Thirty meters, as high as the inner walls of Winterfell.

The key is that it is extremely thick, 12 meters long, enough to place a team of steel armor on it, and the enemy can hardly break through it through conventional means.

The side facing the sea is even more terrifying, 45 meters high and 24 meters thick, like a mountain wall.

In addition to the high walls and thick walls, Storm's End is also protected by spells woven into the walls, which prevent magic from passing through the walls. "

"By the way, your Winterfell seems to be protected by magic. Both Winterfell and Storm's End were built by 'Fortress' Brandon. How did it perform in the White Walker War? Why was it frozen?" Leon wondered.

Sansa thought for a moment, recalling the coffin of the legendary King of the North she had seen in the tomb, and said, "Storm's End is still Storm's End 8000 years ago, but Winterfell has been expanded several times, at least the outer city wall It was newly built by 'Snowbeard King' Edric.

But if the taller inner wall is not decayed, King Xuehu doesn't need to waste effort to repair the outer wall. "

"The White Walkers will always go south. We can test it at that time to see if the magic wall of Storm's End is effective."

Tyrion was a little tired from standing on his feet, so he took two steps forward, sat on the edge of the bed close to Sansa's slightly resisting eyes, and said with a smile: "Now that the contract is signed, you are the temporary Duke of Storm's End. During Long Night, no one can question the legitimacy of your identity.

Those Stormland nobles have already joined Aegon's 'Alliance of True Dragons', and now it's not difficult to lure them to Storm's End with some tricks.After all, guarding Storm's End was also saving their own lives.

Well, you immediately announce the content of the contract to the princes of the Seven Kingdoms, and then spread the letter widely."

The dwarf thought about the map of King's Landing before continuing: "There is no danger in the vast southern plain between King's Landing and Storm's End, and this is another opportunity.

You can send letters to the vassals of the Stormlands and the neighboring Reach, inviting them to settle in Storm's End and form a 'Little League Against Ghosts in the Southern Plains'.

In fact, it is to establish a third line of defense against ghosts in Storm's End.

There is no doubt that the second line of defense of the Neck will be breached. Casterly Rock, Valley, and Dorne are all building a third line of defense.

The third line of defense you have built with Tas Island as the rear and Storm's End as the frontier is the only choice for the lords of the Stormlands, and you are not afraid that they will not come to you.

Naturally, you are the leader of the "little alliance".

Putting it in the Anti-ghost Committee of the Seven Kingdoms is also qualified to be a 'chairman'. "

Sansa was fascinated leisurely, her face was full of joy. Before that, she only wanted to "pick up" the Iron Throne by stealing chickens, so she inevitably felt a little guilty.

Now, the dwarf clears away the fog ahead and shows her a real grand avenue leading to the peak of power.

"How do I protect them, or how does Daenerys do it?" she asked eagerly.

"When you give birth to a child, you immediately move Storm's End, put on armor, and hold a magic wand"

"Magic wand? I don't have one."

"It's a glass candle, and when the time comes, use dragon crystal to create a gorgeous cane, with a magical gemstone inlaid on the top.

You light it up with the magic power of Moonsinger, you don’t have to do anything, just um, just like my old sister, with a confident face, walking around in front of everyone, those Muggles don’t understand anything, they must think You are a mage as powerful as the Dragon Queen.

By the way, you still believe in the Seven Gods, which can strengthen your cultivation of faith. If you can become a priest, you are a dual-line superhuman, and you are eligible to compete for the No. 1 generation of young people in the superhuman world of Westeros.

Mainly your previous experience, 'Sansa Stark was tortured by Cersei, manipulated by Littlefinger, married to a joke fake prince', makes you look stupid and weak, not a strong ruler at all .

You have to change your image, in the words of my old sister, you have to recreate your character.

All famous rulers have one thing in common: powerful. "

Speaking of this, Tyrion couldn't help sighing, "The 'real world' of the bachelors has made the people of the Seven Kingdoms miserable, and only the extraordinary power of Westeros has been suppressed and suppressed.

Beyond the Great Wall, on the other side of the narrow sea, the extraordinary are still active, but we have become fools and blind. "

"When I first arrived in Slaver's Bay, I thought that the Dragon Queen's fire witchcraft was definitely not as good as Volantis at a young age. Do you think it's ridiculous?

Even a smart person like me can't figure out the twists and turns in the magic. When you are riding a pterosaur, wearing a platinum sacred priest's robe, and holding a staff to light up the 'sun', you are a legend walking out of the mural Queen of Heroes, how can the land turtles of Westeros doubt your power? "

"False is false after all, I need the collective strength of the army even more." Sansa said lightly.

Tyrion glanced at her approvingly, and said: "It's very good that you have this awareness, as powerful as the Dragon Queen, you also need to form the 'Mother of Dragons Guard'.

Once you've demonstrated your 'powerful' superpowers, it's easy to buy people's hearts.

Daenerys also hatched dragons, and her castors began to die for her. "

(End of this chapter)