Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 93 Declaration of Revenge
The warriors of Winterfell immediately formed a circle at the edge of the square with some excitement. These old soldiers who were willing to watch the fun and not afraid of trouble also wanted to see who was more powerful, their young master who was invincible in the North or the Dragon King who was highly respected by their master.

Cregan and Longzier walked into the circle together. Cregan held the Stark family sword Ice, and Longzier also drew Silverblood. They were confident in their swordsmanship and did not use the wooden swords used for training.

"Prince, I've heard of your swordsmanship." Cregan raised his huge sword slightly and chopped it down fiercely. "Please don't hold back." Longzel dodged the slash and struck the ice with his sword, causing Cregan to stagger. Cregan's swordsmanship was simple, simple slashes and circular cuts, without any fancy moves, and each strike was solid.

But Longzel's swordsmanship was of a similar style. He moved easily under Kregen's sword. Every time he swung his sword, he would accurately deflect Kregen's attack when he ran out of energy, and he would retract the sword at the right time. Every time the silver sword and the plain giant sword collided, sparks like a rainbow would burst out, but the result of every collision was that Kregen retreated step by step.

"My brother can't hold on any longer." Jacaerys was startled when he heard a voice behind him. He looked closely and found that it was a girl who looked a bit like Cregan and had a wild beauty. "Sarah Snow." The girl did not shy away from her origins, but was a little proud of her identity: "Your Highness."

"Hello." Prince Jacaerys nodded and continued to watch the duel. Cregan was gradually suppressed by Longzel. Several times, his sword was suppressed by Longzel before he could even raise it. Finally, when Silverblood gently stabbed Cregan's heart, the young Duke of Runwolf threw down the giant sword and raised his hand to admit defeat. "The rumors are true." He looked into Longzel's deep purple eyes: "Perhaps you will be the well-deserved number one swordsman in the Seven Kingdoms."

"If there is still someone in the world who can make me draw my sword." Longzel said with a smile. He turned his head and looked at Jacaerys and Sarah Snow who stood out among the group of men. "Is that your sister?"

Cregan nodded and let his sister come over and punch him. "You laughed a year's worth of laughter in one day, didn't you? Why don't you treat your vassals the same way you treat Prince Longzel?"

"The wolf's smile is reserved for the strong." Cregan knew what his sister meant. Although Sarah Snow was an illegitimate daughter, in the poorly populated North, people's attitude towards illegitimate children was not as bad as in the South. The illegitimate children of the Stark family were often entrusted with important tasks. They either served as the right-hand man of the Duke of Winterfell, or put on black clothes and went to the Wall to serve as senior generals of the Night's Watch.

"Winter is coming. We can only defeat it if we are harsher than winter." Cregan patted his sister's shoulder. "Excuse me, my sister is more boyish. Prince, I have prepared a welcoming party for you. May our friendship last forever."

Riverlands, Harrenhal.

Prince Daemon hurried into the Hundred Hearths of Harrenhal. This legendary hall, which could hold an entire army, lived up to its reputation when in use. The core army of the Black Party in the Riverlands was all here. Lord Petyr Piper followed Prince Daemon and whispered, "Prince, our supplies are ready, but there are some problems with the food for the dragons. Merchants from King's Landing bought our sheep, and now only pigs can guarantee the supply."

"It's okay, Carax loves it." Daemon continued to walk into the crowd. He was looking for Lord Forrest Frey and Alysanne Blackwood. After her father died in the battle, the latter assisted the 12-year-old Earl Benjiko Blackwood together with her uncle William Blackwood.

"How long will it take for our follow-up troops to arrive?" Damon walked up to Marquis Forester.

"Your Majesty, it will take at least two weeks." Marquis Forester said helplessly: "Now is the time to harvest wheat. It is still too difficult to mobilize a large number of people."

"Just tell us how many men we can muster."

"Twelve thousand." Marquis Forester said, "Within two weeks, all the riverland troops flying the Queen's flag will be able to gather about twelve thousand. If we are given another two weeks, we can recruit another nine thousand to ten thousand peasant soldiers."

"The sooner the better." Daemon nodded. "My informant reported that the army of the West has set out from Casterly Rock and is recruiting vassal troops along the way. They have deliberately chosen a route that is difficult for dragons to discover and attack." The prince sighed slightly. "Have the ravens sent to the North received a reply?"

"Not yet." Alysanne adjusted the bowstring. "It takes time for a raven to fly, Your Majesty."

Daemon nodded. "How is Riverrun doing? Does your Lord still insist on supporting the traitor and usurper?"

"Your Majesty, perhaps it would be more appropriate for Sir Elmon to come and talk to you in person," said Marquis Forrester.

"?" Damon looked at the crowd on the side with some surprise. Sure enough, a young man wearing a black cloak and hiding his emblem was standing there.

Lord Glover Tully of Riverrun was a steadfast and stubborn Green. When the ravens came, he immediately wanted to rally his bannermen to fight for King Aegon, but unfortunately, old age had defeated the Duke, and he could only lie in bed, allowing his grandson Ser Elmon to close the city gates and lower King Aegon's flag.

"Your Majesty, we are willing to support the Queen's legitimate rights." Elmon walked to Prince Daemon: "But we are also afraid of the dragon's wrath, so..."

"We will provide you with asylum." Daemon interrupted Elmon Tully's reasoning before he finished speaking. "I will stay in the riverlands to command the battle, and Corakshu will provide asylum to all the lords who support the queen's rights." "Riverrun thanks you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Elmon sighed, "Unfortunately, my grandfather is still dying, and the Duke of Riverrun is still loyal to the usurper. I can't do anything about this."

"I understand, child. If it were me twenty years ago, I would suggest you to give your grandfather the last mercy." Daemon said with a smile, "But now I understand your difficulties. Go back, child. As long as Riverrun does not become our enemy, we will not vent our anger at will."

Elmon Tully nodded gratefully and called his servants to prepare to return to Riverrun.

At this time, Simon Strong suddenly ran in in a panic. His old and fat body could not withstand such tossing and turning. He almost fell down before he ran to Damon. "Your Highness, it's a letter from Stormland."

Damon's heart skipped a beat. He took the letter from the old strong, but before he finished reading it, his body swayed and he had to force himself to steady himself. "Aemond" Lord Forester and Alysanne both heard the prince's suppressed anger. Lord Forester Frey glanced at the letter in the prince's hand and his eyes widened suddenly.

"This is parricide. It is a heinous crime hated by the gods!" Marquis Forester's face flushed red instantly. The nobles of the riverlands came over one after another. They soon knew the contents of the note.

"This is a heinous crime," said Sir William Blackwood. "Killing the messenger and slaying his own family, Aemond's name will bring shame to the gods."

"This is exactly the same as Blackwood!" said the released Earl Humphry Bracken angrily, not caring at all that he was surrounded by Blackwoods. Of course, Blackwood would not care about this either.

"Revenge." Lord Petyr Piper and Lord Mallister of Seacrest both raised their swords: "We must avenge the innocent Prince Lucerys!"

"We want to avenge the innocent Prince Lucerys!" For a moment, in the entire Hundred Hearths Hall, all the knights, whether they knew it or not, raised their swords and shouted the same words. Even Elmon Tully stood at the door and joined the declaration of revenge.

"My stepson died as a warrior." Prince Daemon said with red eyes, "The fishermen of Shipbreaker Bay and the lookouts of Storm's End witnessed his bravery in fighting the old bitch fearlessly. The blood he shed on the battlefield, we will take it back for him on the battlefield!"

"Revenge!" "Revenge!" "Revenge" The Hall of Hundred Furnaces seemed to be shaking, and every sword was shouting revenge. Every sword seemed to be saying the name of Prince Luthris.

When the North raised the black flag and pledged allegiance to the Black Party, the Hightower family in the South had already begun preparing to march north.

Urwin Peck was one of the first nobles of the Reach to publicly declare his joining of the Green Party. This powerful noble who owned three castles led 4500 warriors to join the Earl of Mond's team. Together with them came the nobles of the Reach who also supported the Green Party. They put together an army of 15000 people, including 2000 knights and cavalry, and joined the 6000 regular troops of the Hightower family at the mouth of the Mead River. Even larger armies of the Reach were still gathering.

Their opponents were several other great nobles from the Reach. Lord Thaddeus Rowan of Goldentree raised the Queen's flag, and together with him were the Caswells of Bitterbridge. The Cotoin family and the Bisbury family, vassals of Hightower, also raised the Queen's flag at the same time. Alan, the acting patriarch of the Bisbury family, publicly sent ravens to King's Landing and Oldtown, demanding that they immediately release Lord Lyman Bisbury.

The poor young man did not know that his grandfather had been the first to shed blood in this struggle. Alan Beesbury resolutely raised an army when he received no response and sent a request for help to Horn Hill.

"That kid's guerrillas are so annoying." Urwin Peake threw his helmet to the ground. His scouts were killed by Alan's guerrillas. "Mund, they are waiting for the armies of the Tullys and Rowan families to arrive. When will the reinforcements from Oldtown catch up?"

"Our greatest reinforcements have arrived." Earl Mond pointed to the sky confidently.

A sharp dragon roar pierced through the clouds, and a cobalt blue dragon descended from the sky and landed steadily beside the Green Party earls.

"My lord, we have served you well." Prince Daeron took off his helmet and jumped off the dragon's back. Blue Queen Tesserion let out a long and lazy neigh, and the soldiers of House Hightower immediately brought sheep for the dragon to enjoy.

"Look, our real main force is here." Count Mond said with a smile.

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