Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

"I simply cannot imagine how we are going to defeat them."

"Moreover, the Mad King's son also has an army of 60,000, as well as Dothraki."

The continent of Essos is not far away, but for a woman who has never left the Westerlands and King's Landing in her entire life, the Dothraki are as distant as a legend.

Legend has it that these savages ate human flesh, drank human blood, raped and plundered, and committed all sorts of evil deeds.

The thought of falling into the hands of the Dothraki sent a chill down Cersei's spine.

However, these fierce Dothraki all submitted to the son of the mad king...

"Can you defeat him, Ser Jaime Lannister?"

"Defeat the dragon? Defeat the Dothraki? And the Golden Company's elephants?"

What can we rely on?

"Father's army or those dog-shit-wearing golden robes of King's Landing?"

Cersei's slightly sarcastic voice echoed in the Cathedral of St. Baelor. Although she was not a general in command of troops, she understood the vast difference in strength between the two sides.

Before the White Walkers appeared, the nobles in the south scoffed at the idea and didn't believe it at all.

However, when the White Walkers actually attacked and swiftly defeated the allied forces, swallowing up the entire North, the nobles in the South became like frightened birds, wishing they could flee to Essos for refuge.

Cersei was one of them. She once thought that the White Walkers were non-existent, and that her husband's departure from King's Landing made it easier for her to have an affair with Jaime. However, she was terrified when the White Walkers attacked.

“That’s right, Cersei, we really can’t beat him.”

"He has dragons, barbarians, and an army..."

On the other side...

The white knight, also standing inside the Cathedral of St. Baelor, was seething with anger at Cersei's sarcasm, and finally couldn't help but speak up.

"But are you sure that if we kill this old man, we'll get his forgiveness?"

"You should know that I killed his father!"

In the center of St. Beller's Cathedral, directly below the seven-pointed star symbol, lies the body of an elderly man with white hair.

Chapter 382 Jon's Assassination

This morning.

A cataclysmic event has occurred in King's Landing.

Jon Arryn, the Lord Chancellor of the Eyrie, who was acting as regent on the Iron Throne, suddenly left the Tower of the Chancellor for some unknown reason, and hurriedly led a few guards to the top of the Iron Street in the Visenian Hills.

Although Steel Street is not far from St. Belle Cathedral and the Silent Sisters Street, it is a mixed bag with a chaotic population.

While not as bad as Flea's Nest, it was still a slum, a gathering place for many of King's Landing's lower-class citizens who made a living in the gray areas, including thugs, thieves, beggars, mercenaries, and of course, blacksmiths.

The arrival of the powerful Duke of the Valley with his guards naturally caused a stir.

The ordinary, working-class people living on Steel Street watched coldly, while some menacing-looking individuals cast malevolent glances at the Duke, which heightened the vigilance of the accompanying Erin family guards.

Even the Golden Robe doesn't dare to come here alone to cause trouble on ordinary days. They patrol in groups of three or five. Every now and then, an unknown corpse is dumped on the streets and alleys.

Steel Street leads directly to Fishermen's Square and Mud Gate, which is also the most common gathering place for King's Landing smugglers.

However, the Duke of the Eyrie ignored the threatening gazes around him. He arrived at a blacksmith's shop, dismounted shakily, and was about to go inside.

But at that moment, a dozen or so mobs who had been lying in ambush around the blacksmith shop suddenly rushed out.

They were dressed in tattered clothes, but they carried all sorts of weapons, and they stabbed the old duke in the chest and abdomen with random blows.

Puff puff--

A mob suddenly appeared and grabbed Jon Arryn by the shoulder, stabbing him more than a dozen times.

The Duke was completely unprepared until blood gushed out, his entire body was covered in blood, his pale beard trembled, and he died on the spot, his body lying in a pool of blood.

The accompanying Erin family guards were naturally terrified and engaged in a fierce battle with the 'mob,' but they were outnumbered.

These rioters were all highly skilled in martial arts, and they easily killed all the guards of the Erin family before fleeing.

The sudden upheaval terrified all the residents of Steel Street. Although they hated the princes and nobles, they absolutely dared not commit murder.

These people living at the bottom of society keenly sensed that something big was about to happen, so they scattered and fled.

The Golden Robe also received the news in the shortest possible time.

Upon hearing of the assassination attempt on the Prime Minister, Genos Slint, the current commander of the capital's garrison, was both shocked and enraged. He then quickly led his men to the scene to capture the assassin.

The atmosphere in King's Landing instantly became tense. News of the assassination of the King's chief minister spread among the nobles, both high and low, and countless men in gold robes blocked all the streets of King's Landing to capture the escaped assassin.

That night, several fierce battles broke out in King's Landing. Some assassins were found and fought to the death, refusing to surrender, and were killed in the streets.

Some assassins surrendered or were captured alive and imprisoned to await trial. However, before the night was over and the sky had cleared, these assassins all died suddenly in the prison.

Meanwhile, the people of Steel Street also suffered a great misfortune, with countless gray forces hidden beneath the surface of King's Landing being wiped out and reduced to ashes in this massive purge.

The ship gang leaders, local thugs, and habitual smugglers who were usually all-powerful and colluded with the Golden Robe were all brought down this time. The Golden Robe gang turned ruthless, and a large number of innocent people were also arrested and interrogated in an attempt to find clues about the murderers.

But none of this could overshadow the news of the assassination of His Majesty the King's adoptive father, the First Lord Jon Arryn.

Jon Arryn's body now lies in St. Baelor's Cathedral awaiting burial, and all the ministers in the Council remain silent.

The Queen, who remained at the Red Castle, received the news and rushed to St. Baelor's Cathedral that very night to bid farewell to the Duke of the Valley.

The Cathedral of St. Baelor, perched atop the Visonia Hills, was silent, save for the beautiful blonde queen, her brother, and the body of Jon Arryn.

"I would have killed Viserys even without him!"

“James.”

Upon hearing Jaime's question, the blonde queen, dressed in a magnificent red velvet gown, turned around, her emerald green eyes fixed on her brother, and then spoke with hatred, each word distinct and deliberate.

He killed our third child!

"He wasn't even born, he hadn't even seen this world, and he was forced to leave because of this old man's discovery!"

Cersei gritted her teeth and raised her chin, her delicate face filled with hatred.

She was never able to let go of the matter, which is why she decided to kill him.

Now is the perfect opportunity to kill three birds with one stone: to avenge himself, gain the Targaryen family's forgiveness, and help Viserys seize King's Landing.

"And he has always been suspicious of Joffrey and Myrcella's parentage."

"If he finds out you're Joffrey and Myrcella's biological father, Jaime, do you think Robert will let us and our children go?"

"We're all going to die! We'll all be strangled to death by that drunken boar Robert who just keeps rooting around in bed all day!"

When her husband was mentioned, Cersei spoke with a resentful tone.

The beautiful blonde queen had the typical Lannister family's golden curls and beautiful emerald green eyes. She was also slender and fair-skinned, and even after having two children, the years had not left any marks on her.

Keep in mind that Cersei is only twenty-six years old, the peak of a woman's beauty, mature, sexy, and full of allure and charm.

Seeing her brother Jaime remain silent, Cersei took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

Then she reached out her fair hands and cupped James' handsome face.

"Don't worry, James, everything is going according to plan."

"I love you, how could I possibly let you die? My body cannot exist without you."

The blonde queen gently kissed the white-clad knight on the lips, then looked at him intently up close and spoke with certainty.

“I will find a way to get Viserys to forgive what you have done. The worst that can happen is that you will be forced to wear black.”

"any solution?"

"Your solution is to wear black?"

Upon hearing his sister's words, Jaime, smelling Cersei's alluring scent, couldn't resist supporting the beautiful queen's full, soft buttocks from behind, giving them a slight squeeze, and taking a deep breath before questioning her.

“Cersei, you know I can’t leave you, and I don’t want to go to that place where birds freeze to death.”

"obedient!"

Cersei, however, remained unfazed as her brother supported her bottom with his hand, and whispered something while placing a slender finger in front of his mouth.

"Don't ask any more questions, trust me."

“James.”

“I won’t let you stay in that place forever. I’ll bring you back.”

Chapter 383 Carlin Bay Defense Line

Inside St. Baelor's Cathedral, a lustful couple, under the watchful eyes of the Seven, made love beside the corpse of the First Lord Jon Arryn.

Meanwhile, on the front lines of the Gulf of Carin, far from King's Landing, after two or three months, the figures of the White Walkers once again appeared vaguely within the detection range of the patrolling sentries.

The war between humans and the White Walkers is different from the war between humans.

Toren Stark, the "Subduer King," led the Northern army south to participate in the siege of the Targaryen invaders, but he arrived too late and witnessed the southern king and the allied forces being defeated by the dragons.

Knowing he was no match for the dragons and the Targaryen army, Toren Stark knelt and submitted at the site of what is now Kneeling Stable, thus securing peace and tranquility for the North. The Conquerors conquered the North effortlessly, without lifting a finger or using a single soldier—simple and straightforward.

But a war between humans and the White Walkers is not an option; it's a battle between the living and the dead.

Although the White Walkers defeated House Stark and the combined forces of the Seven Kingdoms, no Northern noble was able to surrender to them.

Because surrender means death, and nobody wants to die, and after death their corpses are manipulated into disgusting ghouls, the undead army had to sweep through the castles and towns of the North one by one, which took a lot of time.

...

Now, the generals of the Seven Kingdoms alliance are gathered here, and the famous commanders from all seven kingdoms have come together to discuss how to defeat the White Walkers.

After all, this is no longer a matter for just one family or one place.

Some people once thought this was a matter for the North, but in the blink of an eye the North was destroyed, and millions of North people became refugees, fleeing to the South. If they did not unite, they would only be defeated one by one by the White Walkers.

"Although Kalin Bay is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the difficulty of attacking from the north to the south is completely different from that of attacking from the south to the north."

Under the bright lights.

The slightly balding Duke Tywin was dressed in crimson armor with a bright golden lion engraved on his chest and a huge cloak made of gold thread draped over his back. His eyes were bright and his finger was pointing at the map.

"If we put all our bets on being able to hold out at Carin's Bay, then just like when we held out at the Wall and Winterfell, the end result will be a crushing defeat."