Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 214 Bloody Feast

Renly's camp was only a foot high.

Compared with the huge shadow cast by the towering Storm's End, it is as small as a grain of sand.

But at this moment, there was no gloom in Renly's heart.

Standing on the hill where the camp is located, he looked out into the distance.The flat and open fields stretched his gaze to the distant horizon.

Endless campfire.

No matter where you look, only the fireworks are visible.The flames are like falling stars, covering the four fields, forming an endless sea of ​​stars.

What a beautiful night scene.

Renly was even more fascinated by the vast power revealed by the scenery.

These are countless campfires.

Every campfire is a warrior ready to go, with cold blades and swift and heavy arrows.

Anger ignited.

By these campfires the wrath of Baratheon will be conveyed to Joffrey who has stolen the throne and the ravenous Lannister lion!

The real bucks will take what is due!
"When the first ray of morning light is born, the whole army will line up and attack the city!" Renly ordered generously with a wave of his sleeves.

End the war before sunset!

Lord Mace Tyrell responded cheerfully, "The righteous cause must be blessed by the gods, and there are so many swords and loyal men to assist. Your Majesty will surely achieve what you want."

Renly looked towards Storm's End hidden in the darkness.

"Especially Ser Cortnay Penrose." Mace Tyrell sighed approvingly. "With such loyal warriors at his side, justice must prevail."

The Duke of Mace knew the plan.As long as Nei Ying opens Storm's End, are you afraid that you won't be able to win?

Randyll Tully looked at the smug lord, although there were many thoughts in his heart, he finally endured it without saying a word.

It's hard to say, but Lord Randyll knows more than his lord.

Ser Cortnay Penrose, for example, was not alone in the real battle plan for tomorrow.No matter how negligent the enemies in the castle are, can they still give Sir Cortanay a chance to open the city gate?
The most likely scenario is that Ser Cortnay is now in the prison of Storm's End.If it gets any worse...

The night wind blows over the hills.

Renly sighed slightly. "Ser Cortnay's loyalty cannot be questioned. I will remember him, and Storm's End will remember him."

Mace Tyrell nodded with a smile, "Yes, after this battle, Sir Cortnay has made great achievements, and he should indeed be rewarded, a big reward."

Randyll Tarly shook his head imperceptibly.He knew that Lord Mace didn't understand the deep meaning in the words.

This is not to blame others.It is impossible for people to really spread out the words and explain them clearly.

Renly, too, had given up trying to communicate his real plans with Lord Mace.Judging from what Mr. "Inflatable Fish" thinks, it's better not to know.In other words, why did the Duke of Metz insist on following all the way?
"Your Majesty." Duke Metz couldn't help but say again, "When you attack the city tomorrow, please bestow the honor of commanding the former army on your most loyal servants."

Lando Tarly knew that Lord Mace meant himself.

Of course, Renly was not so crazy, "Master Mace, you and I can just watch the battle in the big camp with peace of mind. If you are accidentally injured, how can I explain to Mrs. Olenna and how to face my dear Mary?" Gerry?"

Before Duke Mace could respond, Renly immediately looked at Randall Tarly, "Lord Tarly, you are in charge of commanding the vanguard and follow the plan."

Randyll Tarly responded respectfully.

Duke Mace was still not reconciled, "Lord Randyll is a good helper. However, after capturing Storm's End, please allow me to take back King's Landing City for you, as a reward for your servants."

Mace Tyrell's greatest wish is to achieve a truly laudable victory.

Randyll Tarly sighed secretly.Lord Mace was too impatient to push the king like this, even if he didn't mean to, even if the power of the Reach was indispensable to King Renly.

Renly was silent for a moment, and had no choice but to agree: "It's perfect. I believe you will regain King's Landing intact."

I heard that King's Landing City has changed.

The Duke of Metz finally bowed to thank him and left with satisfaction.

Randyll Tarly stood silently aside.

Ren Li's expression became a little more relaxed, "Lord Randao, it's up to you tomorrow. After this battle, you will be the leader."

Lando Tarly nodded steadily.

The plan has a good chance of success.With 5 people on one's own side against 5000 of the enemy's, as long as one can avoid the barrier of Storm's End and launch a decisive battle as soon as possible, even mysterious spells may not be able to save the situation.

Can it be avoided?
It was this hope that Sir Cortnay brought.

Is there such a loophole?

Randyll Tarly didn't want to doubt it, but he really didn't know much about Sir Cortnay, so he didn't dare to put his life and death on him.

But in any case, King Renly is the final decision maker.And the king was convinced.

"Go and rest, Lord Randyll."

Ren Li said indifferently: "We will gather at the camp tomorrow morning, there will be a final banquet, and after that, it will be the moment to decide the fate of the Seven Kingdoms."

Randyll Tarly backed away silently.

He really needs a good night's rest.These days, he has heard countless quarrels, watched countless face changes, and thought too much.

But the gods never let people get what they want.

"Lord Landau," Hugh Granderson, Earl of All-Seeing City, caught up with him on the way, "Have you heard that the Royal Fleet actually sailed to the Arbor Island, and Redwyne joined them!"

Lando Tully stopped immediately, "When did it happen?"

Earl Granderson lowered his voice, "Just now, Luomucheng sent a messenger. Lord Meidou was the first to know the content, and then..."

"When?" Lando Tarly repeated the question.

Earl Granderson was stunned for a moment, and finally understood Lando Tarly's meaning, "On August 8, the Royal Fleet arrived at Qingting Island ten days ago."

Randyll Tarly nodded slightly.Calculating the time will not affect tomorrow's battle.

Earl Granderson was not as calm as him, "In this way, we will have no hope at sea. If the war does not end quickly..."

Lando Tully glanced at him, "Why, you think the consul is not bad?"

Prior to this, because of King Joffrey's harsh policies, the lords had firmly supported His Majesty Renly and had never considered reconciliation.At least on the surface.

Earl Granderson blushed, "Hmph, I'm just worried!"

"Good intentions are not rewarded..." The self-inflicted Earl Granderson muttered and left, not knowing whether he was going to return to the camp or continue the meeting with other people.

Lando Tully stood there, stunned for a moment, and could only sigh.

The hope of victory seems to have dimmed a lot.

"Sam." Lando Tarly sighed softly, looking at the empty ground.

Maybe we will meet again soon.

"Take Storm's End today! Without Joffrey, what if the fleet is ten times larger? We are the justice that the people want!" Renly encouraged morale at the banquet.

The sky is already slightly blue.

King Renly's golden camp was surrounded by flames in the middle, cold and warm, quiet and noisy.

"Victory!" Renly held up his golden cup.

"Long live the king!!" Everyone responded loudly, trying their best to show their confidence and determination.

"Your Majesty~" Melisandre lay flat on the big soft bed, her whole body was naked, her face was extremely pale.She held out her hand to the king, her eyes full of desire.

Joffrey glanced outside the city, then took the priestess' hand.

Blood is coming.

(End of this chapter)