iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 669 First Deputy Commander-in-Chief

Seeing His Majesty Green nod, the Duke of Inflatable Fish's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly: "Are you sure?"

After a pause, Green nodded again: "It's confirmed. After setting foot on the northern lands, I 'smelled' the scent of an epic battle. You could say that's... the intuition of a great general."

An epic battle...

Famous general...

Prime Minister Mayes' Adam's apple bobbed, and he blurted out, "That's fantastic!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent.

He quickly realized his lapse in composure and forced an unnatural expression of sorrow: "Uh, what I mean is... uh... the Seven Kingdoms are in great trouble!"

Green smiled gently: "War is cruel, but like you, I get excited when I hear news of war."

He shrugged, as if joking, "Perhaps this is the resonance between great generals?"

A resonance between legendary generals!
Prime Minister Mayes couldn't suppress the smirk on his face, and he couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty Green, am I, cough, also a famous general?"

"In the Battle of Eastwatch (Chapter 616), your decisive cavalry raid on Stannis's savage army was absolutely brilliant."

Upon hearing Green's personal praise, Prime Minister Mayes burst into laughter, stroking his beard and saying with slight humility, "Well, I must admit, there was a bit of a gamble involved."

Green's lips curved slightly: "I call it a natural battlefield sense."

"Hahaha……"

Matus Rowan, who was silently watching the interaction between the two, was speechless.

Green slightly raised his right hand, his thumb and forefinger almost touching: "But to be honest, my Prime Minister, this battle between the living and the dead might be a good opportunity for you."

Yes, although Prime Minister Mayes felt that he already possessed the qualities of a great general, he was still a bit far from being renowned throughout all seven kingdoms.

Prime Minister Mays fell into thought for a moment, when Green's sigh came over: "Perhaps, this is also an opportunity for the Seven Kingdoms."

Meeting the gazes of Prime Minister Mays and Count Matus, he continued, "This life-or-death battle will unite the seven nations and rebuild their glory."

As doubt flickered in Prime Minister Mays' eyes, Count Matus's steady voice rang out: "Yes, Your Majesty Green, the Seven Kingdoms will be completely free from the influence of the usurper and usher in a true rebirth."

Prime Minister Mayes was even more puzzled. He resisted the urge to scratch his head, and he suddenly missed his clever daughter.

Green's brown eyes flickered slightly as he addressed the Duke of the Inflatable Fish: "The Starks and the North will fight side by side."

Prime Minister Mace paused slightly, finally understanding what Green and Matus meant: Stannis was dead, but the Seven Kingdoms still had one usurper remnant left—the Stark.

Although the King and Queen pardoned the Starks and the North for the sake of peace in the Seven Kingdoms, the "Old Kings" will inevitably still harbor hatred.

But the impending great war is a matter of life and death for the entire Seven Kingdoms, and they must put aside their hatred for each other and fight together.

Blood and fire can breed hatred, but they can also extinguish it.

Thinking of this, Prime Minister Mace felt a surge of anger and jealousy. Stark was truly lucky!

Originally, he had planned to make Stark taste the bitterness of being ostracized from the center of the Seven Kingdoms.

however.

The war artist then thought that the main battlefield of this great war was in the North... and his mood immediately improved.

Sitting there, Prime Minister Mayes' expression shifted repeatedly. Count Matus coughed softly, "Your Majesty Green, please advise on how to proceed in the Reach."

Prime Minister Metz finally came to his senses, followed by a surge of anger. He disliked Matus's "unauthorized actions," for he was the rightful ruler of the Reach.

He immediately raised his voice and said, "My Majesty, the River Bend is at your disposal."

Matus: "..."

.........

…Rose Camp.

Inside the Duke's tent, the inflatable fish Duke paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, looking unusually pleased.

The commander-in-chief of the living army was naturally King Green, while there were four deputy commanders-in-chief: the Duke of Highgarden, the Duke of Winterfell, the Prince of Dorne, and the Duke of Riverrun.

King Green I personally declared that he was the first deputy commander-in-chief, and that the four of them were headed by him.

Commanding the entire army is the king's natural duty; in a way... he is the protagonist of this epic war.

Prime Minister Mays has begun to envision the day when he will be renowned throughout the Seven Kingdoms and become the most outstanding leader in the history of House Tyrell.

Ugh!
He sighed again, clearly pleased with himself; his sons and subsequent Tyrell heads would likely find it difficult to surpass his achievements…

Stopping in his tracks, Prime Minister Mays squinted and stroked his meticulously trimmed triangular beard.

then.

He lifted his foot, sat down behind the table, and reached for the blank parchment and quill pen.

His Majesty Green has ordered that information about the White Walkers must be kept secret for the time being...

After thinking for a while, Prime Minister Mayes still couldn't come up with a good way to "discreetly" mobilize resources and recruit soldiers.

Forget it, let's leave this small matter to Velas. His successor should have more experience.

Yes, and also write to Lady Olena and Margaret, asking them to assist Velas in the High Court.

Having made his decision, Prime Minister Mays nodded in satisfaction, dipped his quill in ink, and began to write.

After arranging these trivial matters, he could devote himself fully to the war effort.

After finishing writing Velas's letter, Prime Minister Mayes paused as he picked up a new blank parchment. The intuition of a war artist suddenly told him that the war against the White Walkers would be different from traditional warfare...

But he didn't dwell on it further. So what if they were White Walkers? Could they be harder to defeat than Storm's End?!
His writing paused slightly; alas, Storm's End...

He paused for a moment, then continued wielding his quill. With Green around, he should be thinking about how to win spectacularly, to prove his art of war, and to become a true Seven Kingdoms general.

.........

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Rushing City.

Sansa Stark was left half-reclined in a steaming bathtub, with only her fair shoulders visible above the water.

"Miss Stark."

Rodin's Handmaid (Chapter 654) softly called out, and Sansa slowly opened her eyelids, her sapphire-like eyes slightly dazed: "Was I asleep?"

Standing to the side, Jenny, the maid, said with concern, "Sansa, you're too tired."

Jenny Poole is the daughter of Viyan Poole, the steward of Winterfell, and Sansa's best friend. She is one of the Winterfell escorts chosen by Lady Catelyn.

"Dear Jenny, thank you for your concern."

Sansa smiled faintly, then complained in a slightly exaggerated tone, "Thank goodness, if I had soaked any longer I would have been cooked."

Amidst the cheerful laughter of the girls, Sansa, supported by Rodin's maids, slowly emerged from the bathtub with a "splash."

Jenny and the others quickly dried Sansa's body with towels and draped a soft nightgown over her.

Has my maternal great-uncle returned?

(End of this chapter)