Game of Thrones: From King of Elden to Teen Wolf Lord

Chapter 134 Conquest
Standing next to Robb, Bran was startled, wondering how this strange shadow-like thing appeared next to his brother.

There were black lines everywhere on the shadow. From the surface, a lot of black mist was spreading, and it held a long sword in its hand.

The cold breath spread throughout the room instantly, like a cold current blowing into the house.

Bran reacted quickly and immediately used [Gravity Ball], trying to suck the black shadow towards him and make it lose its balance.

The shadow obviously creates a stagger, but it's essentially invisible, so it won't be affected too much.

The vicious and cold shadow blade still stabbed towards Robb's body, and was about to pierce through Robb's body.

Bran's heart tightened, but Robb's gentle voice instantly comforted him.

"Well done, Bran. You're starting to look a bit like a wizard now."

After Robb praised Bran, without looking at the shadow behind him, he snorted coldly, golden light burst out from his hands, and a sacred and great aura instantly spread throughout his body.

"The power of shadow, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to see this kind of monster here again."

When Robb was exploring the junction before, he had encountered some monsters wearing shadows, and ordinary attacks could not harm them at all.

But as long as they show their true nature,

Golden lines and light spots filled Robb's surroundings, and sacred triangular runes appeared in front of Robb's chest. Robb clasped his hands together and then suddenly opened them.

【Correct the Holy Law to Death】

An arc-shaped golden line appeared at Robb's feet, with a holy and sacred aura that judged all the creatures around Robb.

This is one of the prayers of the Golden Tree Law, specifically used to deal with the undead and the shadow undead summoned by the Shadowbinder.

As soon as the shadow undead came into contact with the sacred law of the golden tree, it instantly let out a terrifying scream, as if humans were soaked in sulfuric acid.

The golden luster keeps fading away from the shadow camouflage on its body, just like ice cubes in summer. It doesn't take much effort. In the blink of an eye, this shadow undead melts away.

"This...this is impossible! What is this?!"

Lord Tyrosh was stunned. With his shallow knowledge, he didn't even realize what was happening.

He only knows that the Shadowbinders are very powerful and mysterious beings, although they have to pay a lot of price for one attack, which makes them less active.

But in the continent of Essos, no one doesn't know how powerful the Shadowbinder is!

But in front of Robb, it didn't even have a chance to attack!

At the same time, Lord Tyrosh was also extremely upset. He stumbled and explained to Robb: "Great Emperor of Westeros, this is really a misunderstanding! I swear to the three gods, I originally wanted to surrender. you!

This Shadowbinder is such a stupid pig!A rotten-brained pig!

Why can't I see the situation on the field? That's not what I originally thought!

Please, please have mercy and spare me. "

Robb asked with a smile: "Do you admit that you arranged this Shadowbinder?"

"No...yes, but...I..."

Lord Tyrosh was so frightened by Robb's words that he could not speak. He hesitated and did not dare to speak.

Robb was too lazy to continue talking to such a stupid person: "Knock him out. Don't kill him yet. Let's ask the skinners in the army to do it as usual."

Lord Tyroshi had also heard a little bit about the Skinned Family in the North. When he heard his fate, his mind went blank and his eyes were dull for three seconds before he remembered to beg for mercy.

"No... no, Your Majesty, please don't kill me. I will give you whatever you want! Wealth, gold, or the city of Tyrosh, I can give it to you. Please don't kill me!"

Robb scolded: "Are you confused? If I kill you, won't these things still be mine?"

"what?"

Lord Tyrosh was speechless for a moment, with only countless annoyances in his heart.

If he could go back in time, what he wanted to go back to most now was the afternoon he just met with members of the Mandalay family.

If at that time, I had sincerely cooperated with the Westeros emperor, would the situation now be completely different?

Why would I want to provoke such a big shot?
Robb clapped his hands and said to the guards and confidants around Lord Tyrosh: "Go and call all the free people Tyrosh can speak to. I want to have a good chat with them."

Tyrosh's Great King is an electoral system. It stands to reason that every free citizen has the opportunity to become a Great King.

But in reality, the electoral process was rife with bribery and intrigue.

This is a normal thing for Tyroshi people. If you don't pay bribes, it means you have no ability. Then how can you become a king?

What Robb wanted to see were these 'capable people'.

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Among the free people of Tyrosh who received orders from Robb, some were happy and some were sad.

Needless to say, those who are worried need not say that they still don’t know what kind of ruler Robb is, whether he is a tyrant. Maybe the desire to meet is just a pretense, but he actually wants to kill himself and others?
"If we go and get killed by that majesty, then we are all doomed! But if we don't go, we will be settled later, and we still give the other party a handle!"

To go or not to go is a question for these people.

The joyful humanity said: "His Majesty, the Emperor of Westeros, must need someone to rule Tyrosh. We, the local wealthy free people, are his best tools to rule! A new era is coming, let's go." Express your loyalty and you might become the new king!"

The others asked curiously: "Then how do you know that His Majesty Robb will not take action against you?"

"Oh, my nephew is Greenbeard, an officer of His Majesty Robb's First Legion, the Blood Wolves. We have already negotiated, so of course I'm not afraid."

"My grandson is His Majesty Robb's personal guard! The Wolf Cavalry is also here this time. I'm just about to open the city gate to welcome my grandson!"

"What a coincidence, isn't it? My third aunt's son-in-law's brother is the same, and I'm going to pick him up too!"

Only then did everyone onlookers realize that this group of people had long been related to the Emperor of Westeros, and they were afraid that the information in Tyrosh had been sold out.

Within Tyrosh, a group supporting Robb had long been formed.

Of course, they despised this kind of behavior in their hearts.

However, there were expressions of envy on their faces: "It turns out that all of you have already found a way, please take us with you!"

They are businessmen to begin with, and nothing else is worth it except making money.The green-bearded uncle waved his hand: "What's the problem? Everyone brings their slaves and soldiers to the city gate to welcome the Emperor of Westeros' army to Tyrosh!
When the time comes, I will see how you perform. If you are good, you can come with me to the Lord's Hall to meet His Majesty Robb. This is your last chance! "

The king is gone, and the free people in the city know that hiring mercenaries to protect themselves at this time, and then joining those who have taken refuge with Robb, is the best way out.

This chain reaction soon spread to the entire city of Tyrosh.

By the time they reacted, almost the entire city had become their own people.

Robb met with several important freedmen in the Lord's Hall of Tyrosh, and then a network of relationships was derived from those freedmen to form a new ruling force.

Looking at these people, Robb made it clear: "I don't want to rule Tyrosh, it's too far away, and I don't want to interfere with your system and culture. Those are things that have nothing to do with me.

I just want to ensure that our trade can proceed unimpeded, and I will not be stingy about sharing the profits I make in trade with you. "

Robb had already drawn up charters and division ratios with the freedmen who had surrendered, and those present were divided into [-]:[-].

Of course, [-]% belonged to Robb.

In this way, those free people still have to look at Robb's face, otherwise wouldn't Robb's trip be in vain?
"In any case, the city of Tyrosh is the first city to establish diplomatic relations with our Westeros Empire. To show this honor, I personally give you a gift."

Robb glanced at Bahamut. The dragon understood, and with its claws, it gathered together all the weapons collected by all the guards before.

Then a golden dragon flame spurted out, melting the weapon into a small golden chair.

Robb's move is exactly what Aegon did back then, but this chair is much smaller than the Iron Throne and does not look as domineering.

Robb said calmly: "This golden chair is a symbol of the friendship between the Westeros Empire and Tyrosh. I think no one will refuse it."

The free people below saw the dragon displaying its might and were frightened by the burning dragon's breath. Naturally, they all listened to what Robb said.

"You all go down, do your best, and don't let me down."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

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The reason why Robb chose the city of Tyroshi as his first step into the continent of Essos was because, on the one hand, many of his wolf cavalry were Tyroshi, and on the other hand, it was a city Island city, suitable for trade.

With convenient transportation, population flow will become denser.

As the first city to surrender, Robb attaches great importance to the development of Tyrosh.

If he wants to plunder enough resources to supply Westeros, Robb has to buy low and sell high.

How to sell it at a high price? The simplest way is to pay a brand premium, just like what was discussed with Earl Redwin before.

However, people who want the continent of Essos subconsciously accept the concept of brand premium from top to bottom. In addition to Robb's own powerful force guarantee, people in the continent of Essos also need to have a consciousness:
The products produced by the Westeros continent are better than those of our Essos continent!

What a craftsman spirit, century-old family handcraft inheritance, Qingting Island's unique geographical location, so the wine produced is also unparalleled in the world!

Once this illusion occurs, it can continue even if there is no guarantee of force.

How to cultivate this illusion?

Of course it started with the banquet of the nobles.

The middle freemen imitated the upper freemen, and what was popular at the upper banquets soon became popular among the middle freemen.

The upper-class free folk did not want to be overtaken by the middle-class free folk, so Robb would introduce the concept of limited numbers to ensure their superiority.

The people below want to get rid of the status quo as much as possible, so they can only work hard.

Of course, the banquet cannot be held only in Tyrosh, so people from other cities need to come together.

At this time, Tyrosh's superior geographical location showed its advantages.

After Robb's army marched into Tyrosh, they quickly dealt with all opposition forces, and Robb's empire began to gradually improve.

In the study, Robb finished writing the template and handed it to Wendel beside him:
"Sir Wendell Manderly, write to the other eight free trade federal city masters, telling them that I will hold a grand banquet in Tyrosh in three months, and I hope they can honor me. visit."

Sir Wendel was slightly worried: "Is there anyone who won't want to come?"

"Of course, they are free to come or not, and we have no right to interfere. But I hope they can understand that this is an invitation from the Emperor of Westeros. If they can't come, I will give them an offer they can't refuse. reason."

Robb's attitude is very clear, that is, he wants to force these people to recognize his status.

If you don't agree, then fight.

Since his magic became more and more active, Robb's strength was getting closer and closer to his peak.

In addition, now that his four generals (Grey Wind, Bran, Arya and Bahamut) have grown up, Robb is not very afraid of multi-threaded wars now.

Seeing Robb being so confident, Wendel couldn't help but feel a heroic aura in his heart: "Okay! Our Westeros Empire is no longer the same as before. These cities of the Free Alliance are really insignificant in front of us. They Why dare you reject yourself?"

As a subject of the Westeros Empire, Wendel felt that he must show this momentum, so as not to shame the Westeros Empire and His Majesty Robb!
The raven flew into the distance. There might be a lot of people coming to the banquet in three months, or maybe only a few people would come to show off to Robb.

However, everyone who makes a decision will pay a corresponding price for their actions.

Wendel is extremely certain of this.

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In the next three months, Robb's main focus and energy was on cultivating his dragon and younger siblings.

In a short period of time, their strength has been further improved.

The little rose was also picked up. Just like in Oldtown, Robb was going to hold a banquet, and it would be more symbolic if the emperor and queen were present at the same time.

Earl Redwyne, Caitlin, and Wendell Mandler are responsible for handling all matters in Tyrosh.

With Robb and a giant dragon hovering here, the entire city is extremely quiet and well-behaved. Not to mention that there is a fleet of tens of thousands of people escorting the port. The city's security has even reached the best level in history.

In Westeros, Earl Blackfish and Earl Lakewood's battlefield intelligence and Wolf Guard intelligence were continuously sent to Robb.

Robb still maintains absolute control over Westeros.

Soon, the day of the grand banquet arrived.

(End of this chapter)