Game of Thrones: The Strongest Guoguang

The Last Durandon
Boros often boasted of the beauty of his daughter, who was as delicate as a flower blooming in a storm, like the last Queen of Storms, Aldina.

But in fact, he knew that his daughters were far inferior to this ancestor.

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According to the sailors, in the autumn, terrible storms brewed on the summer seas south of the Stepstones.

After it takes shape, it will roar north through the barren island group, after passing the world islands.

Often they turned to the northwest, sweeping across Cape Wrath and the rainforest, gathering strength over Shipbreaker Bay, and finally smashing hard at Storm's End at Cape Durham.

The rain has been falling, penetrating along people's collars and trouser seams, bringing coldness, just like people's mood.

The bloody head was cut off by a sharp sword, and the blood soared due to the pressure, splashing down on the wet rock wall like a geyser.

The woman did not frown, and said to the kneeling vassal, "Sir Tars, you can see that this is the fate of a traitor!"

Mu Zhixin closed her eyes tightly, lowered her head and said, "Desperation and betrayal are not the same thing, the former is because of cowardice, the latter is because of profit..."

The sound of the rain gradually became louder, piercing the eardrums like drums, and hitting the walls of Storm's End like arrows.

My ancestor is God Seeing Sorrow Duron, the woman thought, I will not be afraid, Storm's End has stood for thousands of years, and I can still hear the howls from the ancient gods, that is the Drowned God asking for the daughter of the god , Yi Ni.

The deserter was killed by her more than this one. The woman was aimless as if she had lost her lonely soul from the very beginning, but now she looked at the bloody head held by the guards without changing her expression. The difference was only one day.

"Your Majesty... is already dead!" Yarjina said looking at the soldier who had fled from the battlefield. His body was covered with mud, and his legs still had scratches from the woods. His blood was diluted by the rain, as if this Can hide the severity behind the soldiers.

"Your Majesty and...bye..., the Targaryen bastard, duel! Then he was...killed by the bastard!" The soldier said the most terrifying truth in a trembling tone.

Half a month ago, my father left Storm's End with thousands of people. Half a month later, only a few hundred people came back from Tongmen City. They were either alone or in groups, but father was not among them.

"Then why are you here? Why don't you avenge your king?" the queen asked him. "In your eyes, don't loyalty and honor be thrown away at will like the armor you threw in Tongmen City?"

"Dragon...they have dragons..."

Dragon.

Father had told Argena about these fearsome beasts, which had numbered in the hundreds, if not thousands, in Valyria once upon a time.

"The Rhoynar, the mothers of those Dorne bastards, were driven here by dragons." Later, Valyria was destroyed in the doomsday catastrophe, and almost all the dragons were buried in the flames and the sea.

Except Dragonstone.

No one pays attention to the few barren islands in Blackwater Bay, except Valyrians.

120 years ago, Inar Targaryen brought his family to Dragonstone Island to settle. "They lost the fight," explained the maester at the time. "They only have five dragons, and they can't compete with other families." 120 years later, the five dragons became three—the only three left in the world.

And now, the descendants of Inar took the three dragons and declared war on every king in Westeros.

"You are a man of the storm, and the man of the storm marries the daughter of God as his wife." Yarjina roared. "Is Duran afraid of dragons? He's not even afraid of gods!"

"Dragon breathes fire," the knight argued. "The woods over the Wende River were burned to the ground."

"Rain can put out a fire, and the Durandon family was born out of a storm." Algerina said, "Sir Mervyn, take him down, behead him, and stick his head on the fence."

Except for the sound of rain, no one spoke for the wet knight.The captain of the guard raised his hand, and the guard behind him grabbed the oath-breaker's arm and dragged him out of the hall of the Queen of Storms.The knight struggled hard, shouting all the words used to beg for mercy, but it was hidden in the sound of rain.Yarjina watched indifferently as he was dragged out, leaving a long wet trail on the ground like a snail.

The root of all this lies in those dragons...

Kings have changed, wars have continued, and the territory of the Storm Kingdom has shrunk day by day. Algila the "Proud" tried to turn things around when he came to the throne, he went to war on the Reach, killed their king Giles VII, he led his army into the disputed lands, and tried to crush the restoration of Volantis The ambition of the Freedom Fortress.

Under his rule, the Storm Kingdom gradually recovered its vitality.

In his later years, the shadow of the ironmen gradually came from the north, and Algila feared that the Hall family would quickly gather forces to attack the Stormlands after they escaped from the work of Harrenhal, so he began to seek foreign aid.

At this time, the Targaryen family, which raised fire-breathing monsters on Dragonstone Island, could not have escaped his eyes. He had fought alongside Aegon in the war against Volantis, and he knew how terrifying the power of dragons was.

However, it is not for nothing that Algila is called "proud". He sent a raven to Aegon, hoping that he would submit to him, but the conditions he offered were ridiculously stingy-he hoped to use a man Aegon didn't need. Wife, and a piece of land that does not belong to the Kingdom of Storms in exchange for Aegon's dragon.

The "Conqueror" naturally couldn't agree to him.Perhaps out of ridicule, Aegon proposed in his letter to ask his confidant, Orys Baratheon, who was rumored to be his half-brother, to hold the hand of Princess Arjena of Storm's End for him.

Argila was furious, and he cut off the messenger's hands, put them in a box, and sent them back to Dragonstone. "You and the bastard bastard only deserve these hands."

Argila didn't want to repeat Heron's mistake and waited to die in Storm's End. He first dispatched surprise soldiers to attack when Oris' army crossed the river, and retreated after killing nearly a thousand people.

Then Argila summoned the main force of Stormland to attack, planning to fight the Targaryen army in the wild.

However, Queen Reynis is a woman who loves to fly. She has been riding Melaxus around Storm's End, and she has a clear view of the movement and deployment of the Stormland army.

Orys Baratheon took advantage of his strategy, led his army to seize favorable terrain, dug trenches and waited for the enemy.On the day of the battle between the two armies, there was a strong wind and heavy rain.

Some subordinates persuaded Argila to postpone the battle, but the red dragon banners with black background all over the mountains and plains made him furious.He ordered the whole army to attack, and this battle was called the last storm by later generations.

This battle was the most evenly matched battle in the Targaryen War of Conquest. Due to the stormy weather that day, the giant dragon could not calmly attack in the air, and could only be used as a large beast that could bite on land.

As the ground became muddy, the well-equipped Stormland Knights could not fully exert themselves, and the three charges to the top of the mountain all failed.When the Stormland Spearmen climbed to the top of the mountain, the Targaryen archers found that the rain hit their eyes and made them unable to shoot, and it was difficult to pull the bowstring.

Algila led his own soldiers into the formation of Oris, and he was about to win, but Merasis suddenly broke out, and the dragon flames engulfed the Storm Army forward, and Algila's followers fell one after another. He was also thrown off his horse.Oris repelled the soldiers who besieged the old king and persuaded Argila to surrender, but in return he insulted him.

Seeing this situation, Oris drew out his sword, and started a one-on-one duel with the gray-haired old warrior.

It is said that they each inflicted a deep wound on their opponent, and in the end the black-haired and bearded Hand of the King prevailed, and the old warrior got his wish and died in the final battle.Seeing this situation, the army of the storm broke up one after another,

The survivors fled back to Storm's End and told his daughter that the king had died in battle.

"Your Majesty," Bachelor Edmin stepped forward, the necklace around his neck jingling, "Please consider what I said yesterday, maybe we can restart negotiations, in my hometown..."

"You people of the river are untrustworthy cowards," the Queen interrupted him. "Surrender and betrayal are commonplace for you, as my ancestors have learned. The Durrandon House is the land of the storm. Men are the bravest fighters, and as I said, we will never surrender."

"Your Majesty, negotiation does not mean surrender."

"Targaryen slaughtered my army, Baratheon killed my father, your king, and you want me to sit down with my enemies? Say that word again and I'll let Sir Mervyn Take you down too."

Edmin closed her mouth and backed away, the only sound left in the hall of Storm's End was the sound of rain.Algerina sat down on the throne of the Durandon family, which was originally her father's seat, and before that belonged to her ancestors——"God Sees Sorrow" Durren once sat here to enjoy the victory over the gods; The "mighty" Montfrey sat here to accept the surrender of the defeated; Maldon IV sat here to wait for his Andal wife; Alan III sat here to command the princes of the three rivers far away.They were all great Storm Kings, and makers of the crown upon the stag's head.

Compared with these ancestors sleeping in history, Aljena worships her father, the "proud" Algila Durandon more.When he first came to the throne, he repelled the Dornish invasion, and in his middle age, he beheaded Giles VII of Highgarden.When old age finally came upon him, the news of Volantis' annexation of Myr reached Storm's End, and he joined the alliance against the Tiger Party, conquered the disputed lands himself, and together with his allies repelled Volantis. The Ravens—for once, the enemies of Dragonstone were my father's allies.

But now the invincible king died at the hands of an illegitimate son in Tongmen City, and the essence of the entire Stormland was also buried with him.Now the smug Baratheon is leading his patchwork troops towards Storm's End, intending to challenge the strongest fortress in Westeros.

I'm not as good a fighter as my father, but I'm not going to let this bastard walk into Durandon's keep humming a little tune.

The queen reached for the wine glass on the armrest, only to find it was empty.

"I want wine," Ardina told Shanna. "Summer is red." Bloody wine is more worthy of killing.

The maid went out with the bottle, and after a while, it was Sir Mervyn who came back, his armor stained with the blood of the oath-breaker.Like the color of summer red. "Your Majesty, our scouts have just returned. That bastard is only a day away from Storm's End."

"How many are they?"

"Three or four thousand."

"4000 people, plus a dragon, we are no match for them." Bachelor Edmin concluded.

"Are you afraid, coward?" asked Sir Mervyn.Unlike the timid Maester Edmin, the old knight was fearless.The report of yesterday's defeat came back to Storm's End, and before he finished listening, he arbitrarily concluded that the soldiers were not brave enough, and asked the queen to let him lead the castle defenders to the second expedition.

"They have ten times as many troops as we do," the maester emphasized.

"So what? One of my subordinates is worth ten."

Shanna is back.Arjana asked the maid to fill her wine glass, "Are you deaf? What I want is summer red." The queen said, looking at the golden wine of Qingting Island in the glass.

"The treasury says His Majesty has just finished drinking the last stock of the castle..."

"I don't want to drink the wine from Arbor Island." The queen handed the wine glass to Shanna.The wine on Qingting Island is too sweet and greasy, and Aljena never likes it. "To Sir Mervyn, who has just come back and must be thirsty."

Sir Mervyn thanked the queen, took the glass and drank it down. "Your Majesty, when Baratheon arrives, his blood will be the summer red I prepared for you." The old knight boasted.

Without any warning, the rain began to weaken in the middle of the night and became thin filaments in the afternoon.All day long the Queen was busy defending the castle with Sir Mervyn.There were less than four hundred men left at Storm's End, mostly old and weak, but Ser Mervyn assured the Queen that they would be strong enough to hold the castle. "A certain gardener king once took on Storm's End with ten times as many men as Orys, and we had fewer men that time," said the ser. "The gardener king boasted that he could take the castle in a week, but guess what? He He and his knights did enter the castle, but instead of walking in, they entered lying down."

As the storm cleared, Orys Baratheon's army came within sight of Storm's End.No matter at any time, the army under Baratheon's command was not considered a powerful army. Although they had more troops than Storm's End, they were disorganized and lacked equipment. "I can easily defeat them with my knights," Sir Mervyn boasted to the queen in her mail shirt.Obviously, although Baratheon won the battle of Bronze Gate City by chance, his father's army undoubtedly dealt him a heavy blow-the old king could have driven the invaders back to the sea, if not...

The giant beast emerged from the northern clouds, at first the size of a sparrow, but soon became a seagull, a goshawk, a vulture... until it became a dark cloud that covered the sky and took the whole of Storm's End under its wings. shadow.The colossal beast of ancient Valyria appeared without warning, spreading terror of blood and fire.Sir Mervyn no longer boasted of his prowess, Maester Edmin's necklace stopped ringing, and the whole of Storm's End fell into a deathly silence, save for the wind flapping the dragon's wings in the distance.

Algerina could smell the plague-like terror in the castle. It didn't knock down the walls, but it broke the Queen's and Sir Mervyn's meticulous defense all day long.The behemoth came straight for Storm's End, but was in no hurry to bring down the flames that would destroy Harrenhal - it circled the castle's only tower, each time it was lower than the previous, and the lower it fell, the more the panic grew. The deeper it spreads.The defeated army retreating from the Bronze Gate City fled in a panic on the first lap, while Shanna and other servants trembled and lost control on the second lap. Sir Mervyn and his knights did not lose their composure like the others, but Algeria Na saw a bead of sweat fall from the old knight's temple on the third lap.Without the fourth circle, and without the flames that destroyed the castle, the silver behemoth finally landed in the inner courtyard of the castle, in front of Argenta.

Surprisingly, the usually timid Maester Edmin was one of the few who was not overwhelmed by fear, but his advice still turned the Queen's stomach as always. "Your Majesty, it is not wise to continue to resist..."

"If you want to change your family, do it now, and I will never bow to my enemies." Yarjina said. "Here, she's down."

Aegon Targaryen's sister leaped from the dragon's back and walked toward the Queen of Storm's End with her proud head raised.She was dressed in black scale armor, with a slender sword on her waist, and a large black cloak embroidered with three red dragons. Her beautiful silver hair from ancient Valyria danced in the wind like a silvery white flame. . "Your Majesty." She nodded as a salute. "I am Rhaenys Targaryen, Aegon I, King of All Westeros and Queen of the Shield of All Peoples."

"With my sister." Arjana added.

Renis shrugged. "In order to avoid more casualties, and to preserve your ancient family, I came here to negotiate on behalf of my husband."

"There will be no negotiations, my lady," the queen told her. "Storm's End will be fought to the last man."

Renis laughed. "Look at your subordinates, Your Majesty, which one of them isn't frightened by my Meraxes?"

She was right.Half of the people fled when the dragon surrounded the castle, and a third of the remaining half followed the dragon's footsteps after it landed; while those who stayed in the courtyard were either incontinent or helpless, or trembling and kneeling Prayer - or both, just look at them and know that they never have the courage to draw a sword.

But Ser Mervyn and his knights are not yet crushed by the dragon, and they will fight with me. "Storm's End has nothing to do with surrender as long as I am the Storm Queen."

"A wise man chooses a wise way, Your Majesty, bow the knee to me, and you will keep your castle, land and vassals, and rule your old kingdom as a vassal under Aegon I. Bukele and Aegon Lor had already bowed his knees after the Battle of the Bronze Gate, and Baal Ammon and Marseilles had joined King Aegon's side from the very beginning. If I remember correctly, they were originally vassals of Storm's End. "Rhaenys pointed to the outside of the city wall, "If you want, go up to the city wall now, and you will see their flag."

"A coward will give up everything to survive." Yarjena said, "And I will never fight side by side with the murderer of my father and my enemy, and have a good drink."

"Are you not afraid of a repeat of the tragedy at Harrenhal?" Rhaenys asked. "Aren't you afraid that your father-killer will take away your castle, occupy your land, and squander your wealth?"

"You can take my castle, but you will only get bones, blood, and ashes." Argenta said, "Let's go, lady, you are not welcome in Storm's End." Extra arguments are meaningless, Argentine Na turned and left.She heard the flapping of leather wings behind her.She finally couldn't bear it, is she going to burn down my castle?
No, Renis just rode on Meraxes and left.

But the fear of death did not dissipate: in the next few hours, the castle was no longer noisy as before, replaced by only hopeless silence, even at the most noisy dinner time in the past, no one spoke; Occasionally, two sobs would come through, it was because the young maid couldn't help herself.Everyone in Storm's End, from the Godswood to Buckhall, had tacitly accepted the fact that the Queen refused to bend the knee, and that she would die in the flames.No one fled, which pleased the Queen. They were afraid, but they would live and die with Storm's End.

The storm that had been raging for several days completely subsided in the time of the bat, and the dark clouds that had gathered for a long time finally dissipated.Ardina put on a crown of antlers and a golden dress, and sat on a throne in the hall, waiting for the end to come.I heard that when Helen was burned to death, she stripped naked and slept soundly, just like a suckling pig in an oven. Aljena didn't want to do this—the Durandon family would not let go of their dignity even if they died.

Maester Edmin brought a small glass of cider as usual. "Today's wine is too sweet." Yarjina said after drinking it, she didn't like the taste.

The bachelor didn't answer.

She dreamed that she was a father, standing in the mud of the Bronze Gate, fighting a duel with the bastard son of Orys Baratheon.She had never seen the appearance of Oris, and he had no face in the dream, where there were originally facial features, there was only a whirlpool of yellow and black.Yarjina slashed him with sword after sword, cutting his swirl face beyond recognition. "I'll drive you and your brothers back to the sea!" she yelled at the enemy.

Oris from behind the vortex responded to her, but Aljena couldn't understand his words at all—it was more like the sound of deer than human language.The bastard reached for her, Ardina cut off his hand, but more hands came out of the mud. "Put on my cloak, put on my cloak..." the voice of the owner of the hand came from the ground.Dirty hands bit Aldina's arm like a poisonous snake, and stripped her naked.She returned to Storm's End again, and Orys became Ser Mervyn.

"She's awake!" said the guard who bound her arms.

"What are you doing?" asked Aldina in horror.Her crown was gone, and her finery was torn and strewn across the hall floor.The queen believed that even if Rhaenys rode a dragon through the narrow window of Storm's End, it would not scare her any more. "Sir Mervyn, tell them to stop!"

But the old knight said nothing, he lowered his head, and Ardina saw the tears running down his face.He betrayed me.

"Let go of me! You cowards, bastards, cowards, thieves, are you going to fuck me? I am your queen!" Yarjina struggled hard, but to no avail.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, but we don't want to be scorched like Heron." Another guard said.He tied the snake-like hemp rope around Aldina's feet and tied it in an ugly knot.

Seven layers of hell! "You are going to take me..." Yarjina's mouth was opened, and a rag was stuffed into her mouth.The smell of rags made her sick, and she didn't know or want to know where it had been torn from.

"Go outside, hehe." The guard who gagged her mouth said. "Go to Orys Baratheon."

Yarjina was taken into the barracks by the traitors, where Oris rested.

When the young illegitimate son just entered the door, he found this unexpected guest nestled at the end of the bed.

"You are…?"

Yarjina knew that the illegitimate child was pretending to be surprised. She heard Oris scolding the nobles, but it was obvious that he killed her father.

If she hadn't been tied up with a strong rope, Argenta would have risen up and cut off the bastard's head with a knife.

"You must be Argenta, Queen of Storms..." To her surprise, the illegitimate son untied her, comforted her, and wrapped her leaking spring with his cloak.

"I admire your father very much." Arjana heard the illegitimate son say this, telling his admiration, his support for the Durandon family, his enthusiasm, and his praise of his beauty.

Aldina suddenly calmed down and just listened.

Until the two got married, Aljena was still so calm, but the former Durandon became Baratheon.

She did not spare any of the knights who betrayed her, and strangled them to death with a noose.

Orys went out, leaving behind the pregnant Algerina Baratheon, "I will come back immediately, when I have wiped out Aegon's enemies." After speaking, he gave her a passionate kiss.

As Oris receded, Yarjina stroked her pregnant belly as if it possessed magical powers.

"My father is dead, and I am the only one left in Durandon. At that time, the only way to save me is to kill my father and my enemies.

Hehe, I married my father-killing enemy and had children. "A line of tears flowed down the beautiful face.

"But I'm the last person in the family, and I can't die." Some people in the castle betrayed her, and some didn't dare to speak out because they were cowardly. At this moment, they were all her reminders.

"I have to rely on your bastard father to take revenge."

Ardina caressed that place, as if an unprecedented storm was brewing in the womb.

"Children who will inherit this castle in the future, half of you are the blood of your bastard but kind father, and the other half is the blood of me, the last Durandon."

"I hope you will remember the shame of Durrandon and the pride of the Storm King in the future." Let Targaryen pay the price...

Yarjina's hatred didn't weaken even a bit, she just buried this emotion deeply, and together with Oris created the nobleman of the Stormland who inherited the crowned stag - Baratheon!
(End of this chapter)