Game of Thrones: I became a crown prince for a day.

Chapter 78 The Allegiance of the Kleb Family

The fight between the two sides was getting lively and gradually became intense.

Under their respective flags, knights commanded the battle.

Seeing these two flags, Rhaegar immediately thought of the two largest noble families on the peninsula.

The Bren family of Dreadhole Castle and the Klebbe family of Whispering Castle.

These two families are the only two nobles on the peninsula who have established castles.

Even if he is also called a semi-savage, he at least maintains his family's face.

Especially the Kleb family.

There have been Kingsguards and Lord Chamberlains in the family, and they have also been prominent for a while.

"How did these two families get together?" Rega was a little confused.

They are all so poor.

If we don’t seize the opportunity to develop wealth, there will be no free war.

After thinking for a moment, Rhaegar did not act rashly and continued to watch while riding on the back of the dragon.

Once a war breaks out, hatred will spread everywhere and cannot be stopped by a few words.

It's almost done by waiting for the fight below.

Rhaegar's further intervention would help convince the half-savage family, who were both at risk.

The melee continues.

The two sides fought in darkness, with shouts and roars heard endlessly.

The fight lasted half an hour.

The melee below grew tired.

The wildling army led by Rhaegar also arrived from the rear and surrounded the battlefield on all sides.

The siege was ordered by Rhaegar.

He is trying to command and arrange the war.

Although he is still young, it would be better to get to know him more if you have the chance to meet him.

Seeing the decline of the battle below.

Rhaegar knew it was time to show up.

He patted the glutton on the back and signaled it to descend from the clouds.

"Hiss..."

The glutton let out a long roar, and its huge body broke through the clouds, covering the battlefield like a black cloud over a city.

In an instant, the soldiers in the melee were overturned by a strong wind and became a mess.

Without waiting for orders from the commanders of both sides, the gluttons hovered in the sky, spitting out green dragon flames in protest.

"Dragon! How can there be a dragon on the peninsula!"

"Run! What kind of monster is this!"

"..."

The moment the giant dragon appeared, the battlefield was completely disrupted.

The soldiers stared at the glutton in horror and ran away without their armor.

However, the deserters had not run very far when they were blocked back by the savages outside.

The savage army, led by the Crab Claws, tightened the encirclement, screaming and provoking wantonly.

The time had come, and Rhaegar rode the Glutton down to the clearing.

The figure was exposed to the eyes of the commanders on both sides.

As soon as they saw someone on the dragon's back with silver-gold hair, the heart that nearly jumped out of his chest was relieved.

A dragon controlled by a dragon master is fine.

The most fearful thing is the uncontrolled wild dragon, which is a giant beast that treats humans based on their mood.

Rhaegar sat on the back of the dragon, overlooking the battlefield below, and said loudly: "I am Rhaegar Targaryen, the eldest son of King Viserys I. Where is the knight loyal to the Iron Throne!?"

The words fell.

The commanders of both sides rushed over, knelt down on one knee, lowered their heads and shouted: "I have seen the prince, and the Brun family and the Kleb family send you their sincere greetings."

Rhaegar glanced at the two commanders and several lieutenants, all dressed as knights in armored robes, and asked:

"The noble families on the peninsula have always lived alone. Why did you start the war privately?"

"Prince, the Bren family has gone too far and robbed our farmland!"

The knightly officers of House Kleb responded indignantly.

"It's ridiculous. It was clearly your Kleb family who stole our cargo ship from our long voyage, and you refuse to admit it!"

The commander of the Bren family looked aggrieved and glared at the other party fiercely.

Rhaegar sat and watched the two biting each other, frowning. Both sides have their own reasons, and they obviously have long-standing grievances.

Rhaegar pondered: "Who caused the dispute first?"

"It was the Kleb family that stole our cargo ship!"

"There is absolutely nothing on the ship, and three of our soldiers died inexplicably. It was clearly framed by your Bren family!"

"..."

As soon as the question came out, the two sides immediately started arguing.

As they spoke, they drew out their swords from their waists and approached each other.

Rega was stunned and speechless.

As expected of a semi-savage family on the peninsula, they have a rough personality and will be beaten to death if they disagree with them.

No time to deal with their bad debts.

Rhaegar drove the glutton to interrupt their quarrel with a roar, and the scene fell silent for a moment.

Rega had a cold face and said dissatisfied: "Call your lords out and pay homage to the king's eldest son!"

It would be more convenient to directly summon the person who can make the decision.

"Yes, Prince..."

The two sides did not dare to neglect, glared at each other angrily, and ordered the adjutant to inform the lord to come.

I myself gathered the remaining troops and collected the bodies of the fallen soldiers.

Rhaegar ordered the wildling army to close the encirclement, consolidate one garrison, and send out scouts to search the wildling tribes in the eastern part of the peninsula.

……

It's approaching noon.

Several fast horses rode the lords of the two castles to the battlefield where the smell of blood still lingered.

The first thing I saw was a glutton lying on the ground, which was as big as a hill.

"Seven Gods! A Targaryen prince has arrived on the Crab Claw Peninsula."

The lord of the Kleiber family is a tall, fat old man with half-white hair and beard. He couldn't help but sigh when he looked at the giant black dragon.

The peninsula is too barren and there are few outsiders.

A member of the royal family who controls a dragon is rarely seen once in many years.

He turned over and dismounted, ignoring the guards' dissuasion, and quickly ran to the dragon.

When he saw the sleepy Rhaegar on the dragon's back, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"To be able to tame such a huge dragon at such a young age!"

He knelt down on one knee, raised the sword at his waist to his chest, and shouted with great energy: "Lord of Whispering Castle, Sam Clayber meets the prince!"

Rhaegar was attracted by his voice, looked down at the old man on the ground, and said doubtfully: "Lord Sam, offering your sword is not the etiquette for a prince."

"I know."

Sam breathed quickly, looked up at the young prince in the sun, and said respectfully:

"You possess the noble blood of a true dragon and come here riding a demonic dragon. On behalf of the Kleb family, I implore you to accept our loyalty and make us your vassals."

"I am just a prince, not the heir to the Iron Throne." Rhaegar was even more confused.

Sam smiled: "My ancestor Clarence Crabb was the legendary hero of the Crab Claw Peninsula, and my great-uncle Clermont Crabb was the Kingsguard of your great-grandfather King Rui..."

"Today, House Krab has been away from House Targaryen for too long. I don't care if you can inherit the Iron Throne."

"I only ask the noble prince to accept the loyalty of the Kleb family and let the Swamp Marigold flag bathe in the glory of the royal family again."

Rhaegar: ...

Quietly watching the excited Sam Kleb, Rhaegar frowned, not knowing how to answer.

to be frank.

He looked down upon the half-savage families on the Crab Claw Peninsula.

Poverty, brutality, remoteness...

This is their true label.

Accepting Sam's allegiance will not bring him any substantial help, and will also attract the prying eyes of others.

Rhaegar organized some words and declined politely: "Lord Sam, I admire your loyalty to the royal family, but I am not the heir to the Iron Throne and have no right to accept the allegiance of a lord."

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