Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"We were doing quite well when we were all going through tough times together..."

"Why did I lead my brothers to change our destiny, but it turned out like this?"

The ragged prince was completely baffled. Perhaps he understood the reason, but he was unwilling to face the reality.

"People's hearts are fickle."

The ragged prince could only sigh in despair.

Following a young, ambitious, and more powerful ruler with a promising future is certainly more promising than following someone who is old and frail and whose power is being usurped.

Not long ago, Jon Clinton wanted the Prince of Raggedy to order a search for Viserys.

At that time, the ragged prince was still a bit hesitant, and even Jon Snow drew his sword.

However, before he could even speak, a large group of former Windblows brothers were called away by Jon Snow and left.

He then quickly added further orders to prevent anyone from noticing anything amiss.

However, Jon Clinton's hasty arrival brought Viserys not good news.

"Are the Dothraki coming to attack Pentos?"

Viserys sat down at his desk, put down the intelligence report in his hand, looked up at Jon Snow, and frowned slightly.

Where did you get the information?

The gray-red-haired man sitting opposite Viserys explained, and Viserys frowned again upon hearing this.

"You mean... the Dothraki are raising the banner of revenge for their governor friends in Pentos?"

"So that's why you want to attack Pentos?"

Do the Dothraki actually have friends?

Viserys shook his head at the lame excuse, and couldn't help but chuckle a little.

The Dothraki might as well have just stated that they wanted to take advantage of the situation and plunder this rich jewel of the bay; that would have been more acceptable to everyone.

Since the Bloodshed Age, the Dothraki have appeared on the world stage as a barbarian people. To this day, this nomadic people of the steppes have destroyed countless cities and exterminated countless races.

The Dothraki have now united five Khals and nearly 80,000 mounted warriors, a force comparable in scale to the Battle of Ravenfields that destroyed the Kingdom of Salor.

"You really think highly of me."

"They really are... never stopping for a moment."

Viserys sighed.

He had originally planned to sit back and watch the fight unfold, observing the war between the Seven Kingdoms and the Wildlings in Westeros, as well as the impending war between the White Walkers and the humans.

However, fate didn't want him to be idle for too long, so it sent him another enemy, leaving him no chance to slack off.

Viserys shook his head slightly.

However, strangely enough, he didn't feel much tension inside; perhaps he had become accustomed to a stressful life.

From King's Landing to Dragonstone, then to Andalus and Pentos, Viserys underwent significant changes at each step.

Now he will await the Dothraki challenge in Pantos.

Chapter 255 The Great Battle Is About to Begin

Viserys then pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Jon, keep this a secret."

"Then tell Prince Raggedy and those families to contribute manpower or money as needed."

Viserys began.

The governor's family of Pentos was massacred, but some wealthy merchant families who had escaped returned trembling with fear when they saw that there was no follow-up.

After all, their assets, businesses, and ancestral heritage are all here, and it's not something that can be easily transferred away in a short time. Therefore, Viserys is not afraid that they will run away again once they find out the news.

However, Viserys took advantage of this.

Because Viserys believed that they all knew very well that if Pentos were to fall to the Dothraki, it would be a true catastrophe.

It's possible that something a hundred times more terrifying than the 'Crimson Night' could happen, and the city-state of Pentos could simply become history.

"clear."

Jon Clinton nodded slightly.

He had personally commanded major battles before, and although the final result of the Battle of the Bells was the defeat of the royal army, the reasons for this were very complex, and the fact that it was not a fault of the battle cannot deny that Jon Clinton was an excellent commander.

Ultimately, Aerys II stripped Jon Snow of his title and banished him, which indirectly led to the tragic fall of King's Landing.

The next step, defending against the overwhelming Dothraki, will be Jon's moment to prove himself once again.

Now, just thinking about those men with long, gray-red hair makes me feel excited.

He had been waiting for just such an opportunity. Ever since he was banished from King's Landing by the king, he had been wandering the continent of Essos and could only associate with mercenary groups like the Golden Company.

Although Jon Snow's exceptional abilities led him to victory in several battles, he eventually rose to the position to the right of Captain Misthorne.

However, Jon was still not satisfied with this. It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Jon Clinton, after all, had become the Earl of Eagle's Nest and Hand of the King when he was only a few years older than Viserys is now. How could he be content with being reduced to the commander of a mercenary group?

Therefore, he brought Aegon, son of Rhaegar, to Viserys, firstly to fulfill the duty of returning honor and loyalty to the prince, and secondly to obtain an opportunity to prove himself again.

He was a loser, yet he refused to accept defeat.

He is not old yet; he is still in his prime.

Viserys could also see the flames gradually burning within the heart of his former father, the King's Hand, reflected in his face.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then spoke.

"In that case..."

"Jon."

"You are my most reliable right-hand man in Pentos, and I will need to rely on you a lot in the upcoming war."

Viserys could see the burning ambition in Jon's heart.

Everyone has their own ambitions, but what each person pursues is different.

Just as the Prince of Raggedy wanted to seize power, Aegon wanted the approval of his uncle, while Jon Snow craved honor and fame, even placing power second to him, and money was insignificant.

Some people love power, some are lustful, and others crave honor.

Although Viserys looked only sixteen years old, his ability to read people far exceeded his apparent age, so he catered to his preferences and arranged a suitable position for Jon.

As king and the core of the Targaryen power, Viserys's days weren't just about showing off, chasing women, and squandering money.

A ruler who spends his days appreciating flowers and drinking wine cannot possibly support a vast empire.

As the founding emperor, Viserys's goal was almost to rebuild an empire from scratch.

On the contrary, he has many other things to consider, covering every aspect and detail, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with his subordinates observing his words and expressions.

After all, no one owed him anything, not even Jon.

Only by fully understanding the thoughts and desires of each subordinate can we unite everyone and form an unbreakable team and force.

This was experience Viserys had gained from his previous position, which he applied to the present, making him a king who was seen by others as somewhat 'respectful' and 'unconventional'.

As expected, Jon Snow's heart skipped a beat as Viserys finished speaking, and he looked up at Viserys.

Although Jon Snow had experienced several ups and downs in his life and his heart had long since hardened like iron, it must be said that Viserys' words were just right and touched the only soft spot in his heart.

I felt both touched and wistful.

Jon recalled events from eight or nine years ago and finally sighed.

"Your Majesty, your elder brother was once just like you."

Then the man stood up, his expression a mixture of genuine emotion and feigned performance, and punched his chest hard with his fist.

He then knelt on one knee.

"I am willing to hold off more than 80,000 Slark troops for His Majesty."

...

soon.

Two more months have passed in a flash.

More than 80,000 Slark riders marched in a mighty force toward the Western world, a commotion that was impossible to stop.

Although Viserys had received the news long before and strictly blocked its spread, the news still gradually spread and became a hot topic.

People fled Pentos in search of other opportunities, while those who couldn't leave Pentos were filled with anxiety, unsure of what the future held or whether Viserys could hold onto Pentos.

Meanwhile, the Targaryen army had been actively preparing for war for a long time.

Jon Clinton devoted himself wholeheartedly to his work, fully utilizing his command and coordination abilities honed during his time as Hand of the King.

One decree after another was distributed from his hands.

They gathered provisions, stockpiled oil, crafted weapons and equipment for city defense, including logs, stones, and catapults, reinforced the city walls, and temporarily hired a large number of mercenaries and wandering knights.

The garrison in the city of Pentos has doubled in size.

Meanwhile, in the distant Gödoho.

The newly built Heroic Fortress, where the First Legion is stationed, is also receiving a flood of intelligence reports to Pentos every day.

Castle of the Souls was built on the site of Gödel, the site of the ruins.

Built near the river and mountains, it blocked any possibility of invasion of the Andas Plain from the southeast. Its geographical location was extremely important, serving as a transportation hub for both waterways and land routes, and it was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The people of Loyna chose to build their city here for the same reason.

Now, the five Khals, together with 80,000 Dothraki, have their vanguard already within the First Legion's controlled territory.

More than 10,000 Andal soldiers of the First Legion, under the command of Legion Commander Bessi, withdrew their defensive lines and retreated into the easily defensible and difficult-to-attack pass.

The shadow of war gradually loomed over this land.