Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 158 Waiting for King's Landing

"Pierce into the heart?"

In the golden tent, the maiden danced fiercely, Joffrey smiled lightly and shook his head talking to himself.

Wouldn't that cost a lot of blood?

Such a waste.

What Joffrey saw was not an enemy, but a meal.

To him, the rebellion led by Renly was a weak and unknowing beast.Likewise, flesh and blood are delicious, but bone marrow is precious.

Land, population, power, prestige, wealth.

This is a gluttonous feast.

The throne and the kingdom are already hungry and thirsty, and are eagerly looking forward to the nutrients to grow and grow. How can food be wasted so easily?
Every inch of the prey's body is precious.

And he, the hunter, holds a sharp hunting knife in his hand, which can kill with one blow, but it's just not long enough.

How to hunt?

The answer is already very clear.The behemoth that lures the ignorant and restless to attack on its own initiative, then penetrates directly into the skull and smashes the brain.The ingredients are thus preserved to the greatest extent.

How to lure the giant beast to attack?

This is due to the various actions carefully designed before.

The movement of King's Landing Port was too great to be concealed.Simply come here aboveboard, create a huge fleet that cannot be destroyed, and give the giant beast a strong stimulus.

As a result, King's Landing displayed definite power and unknown potential.

The awakened giant beast is full of fear and anxiety, and every part of its body misses the warm and safe nest. Only the brain is still insisting, controlling the body to continue westward, intending to withdraw its pair of powerful wings that landed on the Bitter Bridge.

At this time, the fleet attacked the coast of the Stormland, the lair of the giant beast.

The homing intention of each part of the giant beast became stronger and firmer, and the brain had to forcefully control it so that the body continued to act as planned.

Things have started to change, however.

Even as the brain that dominates the actions of giant beasts, it is unavoidable to be affected and interfered by the will of various parts, and even be coerced to advance and retreat.

The giant beast's pace at this time was not as firm and powerful as before.

The fleet immediately released false signals, showing its limitations in strength and short-sighted thinking, showing greed, cowardice and ignorance.

How could the Behemoth not rejoice in this?
Finally, there is the unique delicacy that the behemoth has in mind, Joffrey himself as bait.

Behemoth faces a choice.

One side is to continue westward, choosing a long battle of hunting and killing each other, and the power of King's Landing will obviously become stronger in this process;
On one side, two armies headed straight for King's Landing to deal with the brand-new fleet and city guards whose strength was unknown;

On one side are the isolated and helpless [-] infantry and the looting fleet. As long as they are captured, the war can be said to have won more than half of it, and it may even end there.

The first two choices were bitter and dry, difficult to swallow.The last one is sweet and soft.

The Behemoth still took the bait.

Joffrey was content, but not surprised.

The tactic of encircling three queues and one is classic and old-fashioned, and almost everyone knows it. Why is it never out of date?
the reason is simple.It is because the other three sides are insurmountable. To choose these three paths is to choose clear failure and death.

The only notch may have pitfalls, but that's already the least bad option.

Such was Renly's situation.

Renly will fail, and the difference between the different plans is how much chaos and death they cause, how much negative impact they bring, and how much positive gain they bring.

Surrounding Three Queyi is to reduce the loss of the storm, and the same is true for Joffrey's trap.

If he didn't want to avoid the expansion or spread of the war, he wouldn't bother to plan and directly break the situation violently, once and for all.

Fortunately, the hard work paid off.

Renly had ordered the Stormlands army to halt their westward advance and instead gather at Fallenwood.

At the same time, Renly sent a letter to the Highgarden army at Bitterbridge, asking them to divide [-] troops to approach Tengshi Town, monitor the direction of King's Landing, and protect the safety behind Luomucheng.

The remaining 3 people marched towards Luomucheng at full speed, spared no effort in physical strength, and rested after arriving in Luomucheng.

A battle stance.

It has to be said that Renly's arrangement is quite cautious.

But it also proved Renly's determination and confidence to launch a surprise attack here.

Joffrey understood that he only needed to play leisurely outside Storm's End for a few days, and Renly would bring the rebellious lords to "audience".

And Renly didn't even suspect that he knew nothing.

After all, from Renly's point of view, the castles of the Reach and the Stormlands were still under his control, and the lords of the grass were not near the army's marching route.

In other words.

Joffrey, who remained outside the walls of Storm's End, could not get information from the ravens between the castles.

It would take a long time for the spies to get the information to the castle with the raven, or to travel long distances to Joffrey outside Storm's End.

This period of time was long enough for Bitterbridge's army to rush to Fallenwood City and launch a surprise attack south.

Until then.

If Joffrey's scouts were effective, they would have spotted the army thirty or fifty miles away, and managed to escape back to the barracks outside Storm's End.

It was too late.

The plundering fleet was hard to contact, and Joffrey's [-] infantry could not retreat, so they had to rush to fight.

It is clear at a glance who wins and who loses.

That's what Renly said at yesterday's meeting.

And issued a series of orders.

All the troops were ordered to strictly keep secrets, block roads, and detain any suspicious persons. At the same time, they continued to make signs of westward movement to confuse the enemy in case the blockade was not strict.

The emotions of those generals have recovered a lot, and they can be said to be high-spirited and active in action.

Fallen Wood City began to change quietly.

The number of soldiers patrolling the roads, trails, and forests gradually increased. The tents outside the city emptied and filled again. Troops came from the east to Fallwood City, and then marched west, but finally stationed in the hidden depths of the forest.

Apparently, Renly and his men put their hopes of victory ahead of this raid.If you plan hard and make enough preparations, you will succeed in one fell swoop.

pity.Joffrey sighed with a slight smile. Renly's actions had nothing to hide from the magic.

This war is almost over.

By magic.

Joffrey looked at the dancing red robe, Priestess of the Lord of Light, Melisandre.

"Merry," Joffrey beckoned to her.

The red-robed girl stopped dancing, and panting, she approached Joffrey step by step, and fell on his lap.

Joffrey brushed her long fiery red hair, "Perhaps the Lord of Light sent you here just for this day, to use your body to give birth to a shadow reflected by light."

Of course it's just a white lie.

The only meaning of this kind of thing is research and enjoyment.

Although it consumes a lot of mental power every time, it is not painful to Joffrey, and it is nothing compared to the complicated patterns that emerge out of thin air.

The red-robed woman took off her red robe.

Joffrey wrapped his arms around her neck from behind, and with a little force, she swam on the verge of suffocation.

Much tighter.

Satisfied but not satisfied, Joffrey moved his body and launched a conquest.

After Renly, who is next?

The sea monsters of the Iron Islands, Oldtown and the Citadel, or stubborn Dorne?
Iron Fleet...

(End of this chapter)