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

Chapter 621: Baelon and the Children of the Forest
Hejian land, noble heart.

This place is located on a high hill in the riverlands, between Riverrun, Harrenhal, and Pink Fell.

Halfway up the mountain, a team with a flag bearing three red dragons set up camp.

"Kermit, it's your turn."

In a tent, three boys sat in a circle playing cards.

The red-haired boy whose name was called had a confused look on his face, looking back and forth between the other two.

"Hurry up and play your cards. We'll have dinner soon."

Belron smiled and urged his new friend.

"Right, right, play your cards."

Another short boy with black hair and black eyes responded from the side with a shy smile on his face.

If you look closely, you can find that beneath that harmless baby face, there is always a hint of unbearable restlessness hidden.

"Don't rush me, Ben!"

Kermit threw out a card and kicked his friend.

Benjiko cried out in pain and hid behind the crown prince foolishly.

"Don't bully him, you cunning fish."

Baeron likes the introverted Benjy Cole, and at the same time teases Kermit, who has similar interests.

Among the three boys, the other one is the oldest, already 19 years old.

His grandfather is the late Lord Tully, and his father is the current Lord of Riverrun, Elmon Tully.

Benjy Cole beside him is also no ordinary person, he comes from an ancient family in the riverlands - the Blackwood.

His father is Samwell Blackwood.

He is two years older than Veron and just turned 12 this year.

The three boys played a round of cards, and then Harwin Strong, known as the "Bone Crusher," opened the curtain and said jokingly, "You three, it's time to eat."

"it is good."

Bellon stood up, clapped his hands, and walked in the lead.

Kermit followed behind the left and said aloud, "I'm going to go find Oscar. We'll continue playing cards later."

That's his younger brother, who just turned 16.

Father Elmon left an order to make friends with the crown prince.

He thought it was unnecessary and that the crown prince was someone worth making friends with.

Oscar would think so too.

……

That night.

The moon is dim and the stars are sparse, and dark clouds cover the sky.

Belron was lying in the tent, his head resting on someone's thigh, and he was sleeping in a daze.

The boys played until late, and went hunting together after dinner.

They are all very tired.

call--

A cool night breeze blew through the curtains and brushed across my cheek like a palm.

Baerlon frowned and turned away from the tent door.

However, this is not enough.

Suddenly, the air around seemed to be still.

Baeron seemed to sense something and opened his eyes dazedly.

"..."

Before my vision cleared, I could hear a faint and strange whisper in my ears.

The murmurs were loud and soft, rough and soft, as if ten thousand people were whispering in your ear.

"what sound?"

Baeron, sleepily, stood up and crawled out of the tent.

"Quack quack..."

There was silence all around, except for a pitch-black crow standing on the treetop.

Baerlon seemed to be in another world, walking step by step on the hillside.

I don’t know how long it took, but my vision suddenly opened up.

On the top of a high mountain, thirty-one weirwood stumps formed a circle, like a strange altar.

"Run away, someone is coming..."

"Someone, with a sword..."

"..."

Just as Baeron saw his surroundings clearly, the whisper in his ear suddenly intensified and appeared like a sharp roar.

call--

The next moment, a biting night wind blew, completely driving away the sleepiness.

In the darkness in the distance, clusters of flames suddenly appeared.

"Who's here, and who are you?"

The wind blew so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. He could only see the torches and human figures gradually approaching the foot of the mountain through the gaps between his arms.

stomping on...

Just then, light footsteps were heard behind me.

Baeron turned around quickly, his eyes widened.

Under the dim night, the circle of weirwood stumps looked like tombstones without words, exuding a gloomy and strange feeling.

A short figure flashed by and hid in one of the weirwood stumps.

Baeron rubbed his eyes hard to make sure he was not seeing things.

He saw clearly.

The figure just now was definitely not a human.

He was less than four feet tall, covered in green bark armor, and wore a helmet inlaid with huge deer antlers.

In his hand, he held a spear made of stone and wood, primitive and simple.

hum-

Before Baeron could open his mouth, the whisper in his ear disappeared immediately.

I wanted to hear those inexplicable sounds again, but all I could hear was the whistling of the night wind and the chirping of insects.

"What is that, half-human?"

Baeron was still young and had the illusion of seeing a dwarf.

But the disappearance of the small figure proved that the dwarf could not penetrate the magic of the weirwood stump.

"Who else is coming?"

Belron was confused and quickly looked back at the fire at the foot of the mountain.

They are so densely packed that they look like ants crawling.

He took on his father's mission and traveled all the way from the King's Road to Harrenhal, Riverrun, and Raventree.

I passed by Noble Heart tonight and will be heading to Pink City tomorrow morning.

"No, they're coming for me!"

Baerlon was startled and ran towards the camp halfway up the mountain.

He ran and shouted along the way, alerting the patrolling soldiers that there were enemies.

……

midnight.

"Kill him! The young dragon king's eldest son is at the top of the mountain!"

"Cut off the crown prince's head and teach that damn king a lesson..."

"..."

The night wind blew coldly, swaying the clusters of firelight under the night sky.

An indistinct number of soldiers rushed to Noble Heart and hacked and killed the Royal Guards and the River Knights indiscriminately.

The latter numbered less than a hundred people and suffered a one-sided defeat.

Inside the tent.

Baeron was panting and stayed with the boys.

"Prince, you need to evacuate from the back mountain."

Leonor looked solemn and drew out the two-handed broadsword that he had not used for a long time.

"Who is the other party?" Baeron was still calm and heard an accent that sounded like that of a riverman.

Leonor said in a deep voice: "It's the people who opposed your father."

After saying this, he opened the curtain and stared at Samwell Blackwood who was guarding the door.

"What do you want, sir?"

Samwell has deep eyes and a straight figure like a sword.

Lionel did not hesitate and said solemnly: "Protect the crown prince. I have sent a raven to ask Harrenhal to send reinforcements."

"do not worry."

Samwell walked in without any hesitation, pulled the dazed Baeron over, and threw a long sword to his only son Benjyko.

"Give me a sword."

Kermit had a grim look on his face, worried about his father who was leading the army to resist outside.

His sword was in his tent, and he had no suitable weapon in his hands.

Samwell glanced at him, pulled out a dagger and threw it: "Follow me."

……

A group of people rushed out of the tent, ran through the camp where the war was raging, and fled along the back mountain.

The sounds of fighting and screaming behind me continued, echoing in the dark midnight.

Baelon turned hastily and looked at the circle of weirwood stumps on the top of the mountain.

Even at this moment, he still couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

Someone wants to kill him, but an unknown "person" reminds him.

"There's someone here, follow me!"

Several soldiers with strange accents ran into them head-on, drew their bows and arrows and fired a burst of shots.

Bang! Bang!
Samwell swung his sword to block the flying arrows.

The strange thing is that the opponent's archery skills are first-rate and are still very accurate even under the cover of night.

It's not at the level of the people in Hejian at all.

Baeron had good eyesight and could see from a distance that the boots of the rebels were covered with a thick layer of salt stains.

Those are dead masses that have been swirling in the sea all year round and have been penetrated and solidified by salt.

call out!
An arrow flew by and brushed past his cheek, leaving a bleeding cut.

"Protect the prince!"

Samwell shouted loudly, picked up his sword and walked forward alone.

Kermit then charged forward, throwing his small dagger and hitting a rebel in the thigh.

An unfair melee began.

"This one has silver hair!"

Two of the rebels were stopped, and two more rushed towards the bewildered boys.

Oscar was hit by an arrow and fell to the ground wailing.

"Cut off his head and someone will give us money in exchange."

A rebel soldier put down his bow and arrow and took out a serrated scimitar.

"You are an ironborn!"

Baeron stepped back slowly, staring intently.

"So what?"

The Ironborn laughed wildly and licked his cracked lips with his tongue.

"Stop talking nonsense and do it."

The other Ironborn had a vicious look in his eyes and quickly stepped forward to grab the bounty.

Baeron breathed rapidly and grasped the tribal sword dragon claw at his lower back.

Just wait for an opportunity and chop off the opponent's head with one sword.

"Kid, say goodbye to your king father."

Tiezhong was full of jealousy and stretched out his big hands with nails full of mud.

At the critical moment.

"Get lost! You iron-blooded fish eater!"

Benji Ko, who had been trembling all over, suddenly changed color, and an almost crazy red light flashed in his dark eyes.

As soon as he roared, he picked up a stone and leaped forward.

boom!
Tiezhong raised his knife to block, but the next second his head was smashed by the stone, and his cheek was covered with blood and brain matter.

Benjiko rolled on the ground with the scimitar stuck in his shoulder blade, and got up as quickly as a wild beast.

"Hey, damn iron!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Benji Ko's baby face revealed a cruel look, with a bloodthirsty arc at the corner of his mouth.

Like a long suppressed monster, he pounced on another ironborn once again.

"Freak boy."

Tiezhong was shocked and hurriedly picked up the bow and arrow.

puff-

A sharp sword pierces into the lower body, and the root of troubles is removed with a pull.

"what!!"

The Iron Race's eyes were about to burst out as he let out a heart-wrenching scream.

With his dragon claw in hand, Baeron pierced the opponent's raised chin again.

Blood spurted out, and the sword covered with ripples pierced through the skull and came out straight from the back of the head.

"Let's go help Lord Sam."

The first time he killed someone, Baeron's pupils trembled, and he called Benjiko to join the fight.

"No!"

Benji Kou's eyes widened, and he dragged the crown prince down the mountain.

"What are you doing? We need to help."

Belron was very anxious.

"no!"

Benji Ko gnashed his teeth and growled breathlessly: "Let's go to Harrenhal."

The bloodshot eyes had not faded, but he remained rational.

Baerlon was unable to struggle free, so he went down the mountain into the bushes under the cover of night.

Glancing back, I saw a fire spreading across the mountain.

Faintly, one seemed to hear the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.

When I looked back, I saw a little fire in the distance, accompanied by the neighing of war horses.

At the front of the cavalry were waving silver trout flags on a red and blue striped ground.

At the same time, the light of dawn shines down, dispelling the coldness and dark clouds of the night.

Baeron was in a daze, swallowing to moisten his throat.

At daybreak, reinforcements arrived.

……

In the blink of an eye, one month later.

King's Landing, Dragon's Lair.

"Hiss!"

Syracuse crawled on the ground, stretched his neck and let out a roar.

"Be quiet, Sylax."

The dragon keepers stood on both sides, trying to calm the sensitive golden beast.

At a distance, there is a dark dragon pit.

"Cough cough..."

Rhaegar crawled out covered in dust, covering his mouth and nose and coughing.

"How about it?"

Rhaenyra squatted beside the dragon pit and asked nervously.

"Well done."

Rhaegar panted, a smile on his face: "Six dragon eggs, two of which have hatched."

(End of this chapter)