Game of Thrones: The Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon

However, Stannis is undoubtedly the first in line to inherit Storm's End, and his brother Renly is still just a child and poses no threat to him.

At least that's what Stannis thinks.

Even before his elder brother Robert had any children, he, as the younger brother, could be considered the first in line to the Iron Throne.

But Stannis suddenly had a bad feeling.

The reasons may be her strained personal relationship with her brother, and the lack of news from King's Landing.

"Perhaps Robert just wanted to reclaim Dragonstone first."

Stannis released his fingers from his temples, sighed, and muttered to himself.

The knot in the muscles between his eyebrows had also loosened slightly.

Although his relationship with his brother was not harmonious and he had some reservations about his brother's methods, Stannis remained loyal and never doubted his brother.

He knew how much Robert hated the Targaryens, and he gave himself an explanation.

Perhaps Robert simply wanted to reclaim Dragonstone first, and then hand over Storm's End to him.

now.

Since Lord Redwin's fleet suffered a crushing defeat at Dragonstone, it has returned to the coast of Westeros to recuperate.

King Robert's determination to reclaim Dragonstone remained unwavering.

Stannis remained in Storm's End, working urgently to build warships and train the royal navy.

Most of the newly built warships have already been launched, and the newly trained navy is beginning to take shape.

Stannis was full of ambition, believing that once his royal navy was successfully trained, recapturing Dragonstone would be a piece of cake.

Is my brother inside?

And at this time.

A boy's innocent yet slightly excited voice came from outside the study door, but it was followed by a cold, indifferent voice.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lan Li."

"Lord Stannis does not wish to see anyone right now."

A guard standing outside the study stopped Renly Baratheon, the third son of Storm's End.

The boy in the blue velvet shirt looked as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, and he accidentally dropped the shiny stone he was holding to the ground.

For some reason, the third young master of Windbreak Fortress is slightly... different from boys his age.

Although he also received some lighter knightly training, he actually had little interest in wielding swords and spears.

Lanley prefers collecting pretty things.

For example, he had just gone to the beach with some friends and picked up some beautiful stones, and this shiny stone was his favorite.

However, due to the approaching storm surge, the children were sent back before they could have had enough fun.

So when Renly returned to the castle, he took the stone and wanted to share it with his brother Stannis.

However, the boy came running over excitedly only to be turned away at the door.

Lanli's mood instantly plummeted. He pouted slightly, looking somewhat dejected. He picked up his beloved, beautiful stone from the ground and was about to leave.

Stannis, who was in his study, heard the entire conversation outside. His brows furrowed slightly, but he finally spoke in a calm voice.

"Ranley?"

"Let him in."

Actually, he cared a lot about his younger brother.

Their parents, the Duke of Stephen Baratheon and the Duchess of Kasanna Ismond, died in an accident at Shipwreck Bay, leaving behind a young brother.

Robert, the eldest brother, was wild and unrestrained, while Stannis, the second brother, was calm and experienced, playing the role of a strict father.

However, Stannis was not good at expressing his feelings.

Upon hearing that his brother had allowed him to enter the study, the black-haired boy's dejection vanished, replaced by a beaming smile.

However, at this moment...

thump—

A melodious alarm bell suddenly rang out from the direction of the distant lighthouse.

Stannis, sitting in the study, was slightly taken aback, a look of surprise appearing on his usually stern face. The guards outside the study and Renly were also stunned.

That voice is so familiar.

This awakened memories hidden deep within Lanli's heart that had not yet faded away.

Just six months ago, they were trapped inside Storm's End, eating rats, while horns and bells could be heard from outside every few days.

The five-year-old young master Lan Li was so frightened that he burst into tears on the spot, and the scene immediately became chaotic.

The situation inside Storm's End was not much better. The painful memories of half a year ago seemed to still be fresh in their minds. Soldiers were running around in a hurry, and the servants in the castle were in complete chaos.

Stannis was the calmest of them all. After the initial shock, the resolute man quickly regained his composure.

He immediately stood up from his chair, pushed open the study door, and didn't even glance at Lanley, who was sitting on the floor crying in fear.

With one hand on the sword hilt, he strode outside with a gloomy expression.

"The Seven Levels of Hell!"

"Can anyone tell me what happened?"

Just then, a soldier finally ran over in a panic and told Stannis what had happened.

"Lord Stannis, something terrible has happened."

The soldiers were out of breath, as if they had run all the way from the watchtower in one go.

His face was still filled with panic.

"A large number of unidentified ships have appeared on the sea and are now riding the storm toward the port!"

Chapter 38 A Fire in the Storm

And not far away.

On the sea off Shipwreck Bay, the Dragonstone fleet rode the storm.

The bad weather hindered their progress, but it also obscured their whereabouts.

wow-

The warship broke through the wind and waves, disappearing into the storm, while the heavy rain continued to pour down, with large raindrops pattering against the deck.

The sky was terribly gloomy, and countless warships emerged from the mist on the sea in neat rows.

Appearing and disappearing like ghosts, as if emerging from beneath the sea, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden, as if appearing out of thin air in the sight of the Windbreak Fortress sentries.

The Baratheon soldiers rubbed their eyes hard as they stood on the watchtower, watching the massive fleet hidden in the storm rapidly approaching.

"this…"

"This is…"

He could hardly believe his eyes, and then, after realizing what was happening, he hurriedly rang the alarm bell.

However, it was too late.

The fleet has already sailed straight towards the port of Storm's End.

Storm's End is one of the most fortified castles in the Seven Kingdoms, surrounded by thick outer walls.

The thickest part is about one hundred feet high and forty feet thick, while the side facing the sea is about eighty feet thick. It is exceptionally sturdy, and the city wall consists of two layers of rock and a sandwich of sand and gravel.

The wall has a smooth, curved surface, and the stones are so tightly packed that not even a wisp of air can get through.

There are even legends that Storm's End was built by the ancient Storm King using magic, and can withstand the harsh climate of Shipwreck Bay.

Storm's End itself does not actually have a port; it is a cliff overlooking the sea, with only one waterway leading into the castle, but this is blocked by a fence gate.

The port of Storm's End was built for Stannis to train the royal navy.

Because of its advantageous geographical location and deep waters, it was not difficult to build a port in Windbreak Castle. Not far from the castle is where the royal navy is now stationed.

And now.

These newly launched royal navy warships were all huddled in the harbor, their ropes secured, and covered with tarpaulins, making ample preparations to withstand the storm.

Stannis grew up in Storm's End and naturally knew the terrible weather at Shipwrecked Bay very well.

In addition, a warning was recently received from the City of Schools that an unprecedented and massive storm is about to hit the east coast of Westeros.

Although Shipwreck Bay was not the epicenter of this storm, it was not greatly affected; it may have only experienced a heavy downpour.

But the cautious man still made thorough preparations.

Therefore, Stannis had long ago ordered all warships to stay away from the port, and the navy's training program was temporarily suspended. All soldiers were required to stay in the barracks and were not allowed to board the ships.

Therefore, before this storm arrived, there wasn't even a single sampan to be found in the entire waters near Storm's End, so naturally, the silently approaching Targaryen fleet was nowhere to be detected.

Now, the Targaryen fleet, hidden in the nascent storm, is sailing straight towards the port of Storm's End.

Although the fleet suffered some losses in the storm, these losses were still within an acceptable range.

After all, the straight-line distance from here to the storm's center in Blackwater Bay is more than 600 nautical miles; this is just the edge of the storm.

However, due to the constant movement of the storm, Storm's End was also affected by the disaster.

The Targaryen fleet arrived so suddenly, like a divine intervention, catching the Baratheon soldiers completely off guard.

No one expected the Targaryen fleet to arrive on the storm. The royal navy of Storm's End hadn't even launched a single sampan, leaving them completely unprepared.

Then this fleet, which had just begun to take shape and had not even fought a single battle, suffered a devastating blow.

Boom boom boom—

The catapults on the flagship Black Death roared, and the stone projectiles pierced the air with a dull thud, directly bombarding the Baratheon fleet, which was densely packed together and huddled in the harbor in the distance.

Many of the stone projectiles were even wrapped in oil-soaked cloth and then lit. The oil would not be extinguished by the torrential rain, and the oil-soaked stone projectiles flew out and slammed into the warships of the Baratheon fleet.

If the battle were fought in formation on the sea, perhaps these large-scale siege weapons wouldn't be so accurate. However, Baratheon's fleet is now densely packed in the port.