"I will," Gendry promised.
"Take your men west. With our army's fighting strength, the Lannisters won't dare face you in the field. Hold your ground and wait for me. If an important matter arises that you cannot decide, follow Ser Barristan Selmy's judgment," Gendry instructed them further.
Barristan was the most respected of knights, and his prestige qualified him to command a theater of war.
"As you command, Your Grace."
"As you command."
"A general must be brave, certainly, but strategy is indispensable too."
Had an ordinary person said this, everyone would have laughed, but Gendry truly was a renowned commander who had fought through every campaign. The knights could only listen with sincere respect.
Whether in personal valor or tactical command, the king stood far ahead of everyone else.
The dragons lay curled in the courtyard, while Margaery Tyrell and Sansa Stark watched them expectantly.
Daenerys's tests had shown that a dragon could carry an additional slender girl. As long as the passenger was not a burly man, the dragon could bear the weight.
"Come up, Sansa," Daenerys said. She was very fond of her companion.
Since they were going to the Golden Tooth to meet House Stark and House Tully, Daenerys felt it was only right to bring Sansa along.
As for Gendry, to ensure the dragons' balance, Margaery had been assigned to his dragon.
The dragon stirred his wings. Gendry fastened the chains to the rings on the saddle, then took Margaery Tyrell's hand.
Margaery was not particularly short, but she looked rather petite beside Gendry.
Boom! The dragon spread his leathery wings with a series of cracking sounds, then surged into the sky toward the Golden Tooth.
Balerion went first, followed by Vhagar, then Viserion.
Chapter 437: Arya the She-Wolf, Gendry the Storm Dragon King
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