On the black rocks, clusters of bonfires were lit.
Thousands of fires were burning brightly. On each bonfire were two wild boars as big as cows, and fifty or sixty people were sitting around them.
The golden and shiny pig skin sizzles under the licking of the flames.
The sailors swallowed and moved their eyes to the largest bonfire, where eighty-six captains gathered.
The captains gathered around the new king of Ironborn, and...
They raised their heads until their necks were sore and the dragon's huge head came into view.
"What kind of pig is this?"
"This is a rat pig!" Baron Greyjoy said firmly.
He laughed and showed off his glorious achievements. He once robbed a Braavos ship.
There are many rare and exotic animals on the ship.
"There are striped horses, things with necks like stilts! There are tigers with cubs in bags!"
"And a furry rat pig as big as a cow!"
Baron Greyjoy's eyes shone, but he had never seen so many rats and pigs!
There are thousands of them!
Such rare and exotic beasts were carefully raised in Neptune's Beast Garden and used as capital for showing off, but in Iron Islands, they were put on a bonfire to satisfy Ironborn's appetite.
He laughed heartily, and now he had an appetite for Ironborn!
"Rat pig?" Baelon did not refute.
Very good, the 11th floor of Trial Space is his rat pig farm.
Baelon also specially selected the most common animal, pig, from Trial Space, so as not to surprise Ironborn.
But now it seems that people in this world are very accepting of exotic animals.
Soon, the captains, like many sailors, tasted roasted rat pig for the first time.
After eating and drinking, the Ironborns played finger dances and threw axes at each other.
Screams could be heard from time to time beside the campfire, and broken fingers fell into the light of the campfire.
Sitting around the campfire, Baelon asked, "Iron Islands How many ships are there now?"
"No one knows the exact number."
"At least 500 ships!"
Baelon laughed, "It's a good joke."
"In that case, let each captain report how many ships he has!"
He started, "I only have one ship."
"Captured."
He pointed to the bearded man next to him and introduced, "This is Qhobot, the captain of my ship."
"He doesn't have a last name?" Baron Greyjoy frowned.
Qhobot chuckled, "I am the son of a slave worker."
His parents were both slave laborers working in the mines, but now he was on an equal footing with these ancient family leaders.
Baron Greyjoy pondered for a moment, "House Greyjoy has 12 battleships and 34 plundering ships."
The captains hesitated for a moment, and finally reported the number of their fleets one after another.
Nor could the king seize the captain's ship.
"51 large ships, 213 fast ships." Baelon's eyes lit up.
Ironborn's clipper is small in size, has a shallow draft, and is so light that it can be carried on the shoulders of the digital crew and travel for more than 40 miles.
But such a fast ship has flexible steering and is more suitable for the terrain of Stepstones than the battleship of Velaryon.
"I think you are not willing to join the royal fleet."
Baelon Think about incorporating a group of pirates into a fleet?!
His Targaryen madness hasn't gotten to that point yet.
A captain asked, "Then we also need to fly the flag of the three-headed dragon?"
Baelon looked over and saw a captain with a gray beard.
The purple background blood moon on the clothes, Pyke Wenqi family of Tielin City.
"No, leader Wenqi, I will form a new Iron Fleet!"
"Iron Fleet uniformly hangs the banner of the bronze dragon."
Since it is his fleet, there should naturally be some distinction.
Compared to the red dragon on black background, Baelon prefers to use the image of Vermithor.
Yellow dragon on black background.
He looked at Baron Greyjoy and got to the point, "In battle, I am destined to be unable to command Iron Fleet in a precise manner."
He wants to control Vermithor, ride on a dragon and spit out Dragonfire, and charge on the front line.
"So, Ironborn, what were the fighting methods and tactics like in the past, and what are your views on tactics and command?" Baelon asked.
"Although I am the king of Ironborn, you are the professionals in naval battles."
Baelon hopes that this group of Ironborn, who travel across the sea, stay with ships all their lives, and fight for a living, can teach him more knowledge.
He generously promised, "Come on, I will give the most experienced captain ten new ships."
The captains looked at each other.
Baron Greyjoy was the first to speak. He clasped his head in confusion, "War... tactics?"
"What is that?!"
"Ironborn doesn't need this, just rush forward and kill!"
The captains also spoke at once.
Baelon pieced together Ironborn's naval battle method.
They rushed to the shore by boat, pulled out their knives and axes, burned, killed, robbed and seized.
Carry boxes of Greenlands's treasures onto the ship and collect their women as Salt Wife.
Baelon:...
So simple and crude?!
Ironborn Experience in night raids, experience in using tides and terrain, cooperation between large ships and fast ship formations...
At this moment, Watery Halls was completely absorbed into Drowned God.
He named them and said, "Baron, what suggestions do you have for forming a fleet of longships this time?"
"This is Ironborn a large-scale robbery that has never happened in a hundred years."
Baron Greyjoy hesitated for a moment, looking at Baelon's expectant eyes.
Although the dragon is powerful, Targaryen, who controls the dragon, is actually a kind child.
His heart swayed from side to side, and finally he said, "Baelon King, please control Dragon Ship."
"The dragon will light everything on fire, and then we'll charge forward."
Baelon: "Hey, this battle is different from what I imagined."
"If so, that's... great!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up and informed the captains of the time and place to gather.
Tolerantly and kindly, they allowed them to leave 30% of the ships behind to prevent pirates from taking the opportunity to plunder the empty Iron Islands.
"Only a little."
"In the territory of Seven Kingdoms, no private looting is allowed without my order."
The captains looked at each other, but no one objected to the order of the new King Iron Islands.
Baelon was lost in thought. He needed someone to temporarily command the fleet for him.
Baron Greyjoy has now ruled out his options.
What a pity, he originally wanted to choose Baron Greyjoy.
As he pondered, the captains winked at each other.
Soon, a group of naked women were brought up, their snow-white, wheat-colored skin shining in the firelight.
"King Baelon, these are for you Salt Wife!"
Baron Greyjoy laughed and said, "If you like it, just accept them all."
Everyone laughed.
"There can only be one salt wife, but there can be countless Salt Wife!"
"King Baelon, if you miss it, you will lose it! After all, no looting is allowed on the way to Stepstones hahahaha!"
"That's half a circle Westeros hahaha!"
Ser Harrold was furious and was about to pull out the long sword from his waist.
Baelon held his hand, smiled slightly, and said calmly and naturally, "Okay, then take them all to my boat."
He glanced at Baron Greyjoy and said, "I also have a gift for you."
He clapped his hands and asked his new captain Qhobot to bring two men, one large and one small, with black bags covering their heads.
Baelon untied the two men, "These two are my defeated generals and my prisoners."
"According to Ironborn's habits, how should we handle it?"
As soon as they heard that they were defeated prisoners, someone immediately shouted.
"Two men can't be Salt Wife!"
"Cut their throats and dedicate them to Drowned God!"
"Treat them as slave labor and throw them into mines to mine!"
Mining and farming are the lowest professions on Iron Islands.
No one offered ransom.
Baelon raised his hand and pressed down to stop everyone's shouts.
He swept through the crowd and said slowly, "Now I am the king of Ironborn. According to custom, I can no longer shed Ironborn's blood."
The captains were startled.
"So, Balon." Baelon pushed the two of them towards Balon.
Baron Greyjoy was pushing the two of them away with a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan in disgust.
"I gave them both back to you."
Baron made a move.
"Brother." Barren pulled off the hood.
Dalton silently took off his hood, glanced at everyone without saying a word, and finally looked at Baelon, "Kingsmoot is over."
Baelon smiled and nodded.
"You are worthy of being the king of Ironborn, Baelon·Targaryen." Doerlong·Greyjoy said in a complicated tone, "It's so cruel, your heart is crueler than Ironborn."
So cruel that he once believed in his kindness, and that he still had regrets before his death.
Ironborn is not afraid of death, death is not a regret, he will enter the palace of Drowned God.
But now, Daurlong Greyjoy clenched his fists. Kingsmoot, which had reopened after several epochs, was very close to him, but he could not see it.
"Barren!" Baron·Greyjoy was so surprised that he hugged his brother.
He touched his son's forehead and said, "Dalton."
Euron·Greyjoy stepped forward with heavy steps, "Barren, Dalton."
Baelon looked at the touching scene of the brothers' reunion and didn't want anyone to know about Barren's efforts.
He sat down and said, "Barren once tried to stop me from reopening Kingsmoot. He loves you very much, Baron."
But the next second.
Baron Greyjoy suddenly grabbed Barren's collar and lifted Dalton.
He pushed the two of them down hard on the rocky beach.
Barren·Greyjoy Red blood flowed from his forehead. Daoerlong seemed to have been hit hard and lay on the ground, biting his lips and refusing to moan.
Balon's eyes were red and he yelled like thunder, "Unclean and shameful people! Get away!"
"You don't deserve to be standing on this beach!"
Baelon stood up suddenly, surprised, "What are you doing?!"
"Although they are my prisoners, I have not tortured them since they surrendered to me!"
The captains exploded.
A captain wearing black and green fur stripes spit on Barren's face.
"Drowned God doesn't want to be a coward, and neither does Ironborn!"
The captains stared at the two of them coldly, saying that Ironborn should die in battle as a sacrifice to Drowned God.
Baelon said in confusion, "They are your relatives, Baron. Are you not happy to see them safe?"
Baron Greyjoy said coldly, "They are no longer Greyjoy."
"It would be a shame to fall into the hands of the enemy alive!" Euron said, "They are people without honor."
The enemy took the initiative to send the prisoners back, and even sent the humiliation to the door of Iron Islands!
Baelon said, "I am not an enemy, I am your king."
"Ironborn is not bending the knee to the enemy." He looked at the captains with a smile and meant something.
What is the difference between this group of Ironborn who "surrendered" to him, and Barren and Dalton?
But all the captains hated these two people.
Not even willing to give them a loaf of bread or a drop of salt water, let alone let them set foot on the ship.
They said, "They are not welcome next to Ironborn's Clippers!"
Baelon couldn't help laughing, "I thought I knew enough about Ironborn, but I didn't expect that you could always refresh my knowledge."
"Ironborn are all talents."
The captains lowered their heads one by one.
"Baron, I could have returned these two to you privately..."
Baron Greyjoy's fists clenched, he understood, of course he understood!
If Baelon planned to return Barren and Dalton in public from the beginning, there is no need to wait until now!
He stared at his brothers coldly, "No matter what, it can't change the fact that they are unclean people."
"They trampled on the honor of Ironborn."
Euron frowned and said, "Seven Kingdoms praises King Baelon for his kindness."
So Baelon immediately showed his kindness.
"Since House Greyjoy no longer accepts them, let them go to my ship."
"I will give them the opportunity to use the sword in their hands to wash away their shame."
"Even if Barren and Dalton did not kneel down to me."
Many captains clenched their fists and were unable to loosen them, yes.
Wasn't that useless dignity long ago given up?
Why did it appear at this time?
Because the person standing in front of them is a child?
"Baelon King, I have some opinions on the landing of the Clippers." An old captain said.
Baelon smiled slightly.
After pretending to be a good person for so long, Ironborn really thinks of him as a good person?!
What are his advantages compared to the Seven Kingdoms nobles?
The nobles have been aloof for tens of thousands of years, their arrogance is engraved in their bones, and they don't even bother to pretend.
However, he had already said that he was an ordinary person in his previous life.
He is very willing to pay a little "kindness" and a little bit of money to win over the people at the bottom and the knights.
But Ironborn people proved it to him with their actions.
These pirates don't need it.
In their eyes, his humility and kindness are weakness and cowardice. This cannot win over their hearts. Only strength can conquer them.
Finally, Baelon designated his "Sea Salt King".
His captain - Qhobot, is the commander Iron Fleet.
Baelon patted Qhobot's strong arm, "Qhobot, don't die in the melee."
Qhobot was not afraid and laughed loudly, "I am yours!"
a few days later
Iron Fleet Bring your own dry food, ready to go.
Hundreds of ships are like swans covering the water, dragging their shining tails in groups in a mighty manner.
Qhobot is wearing shining armor, and countless brave Ironborn are waiting for his orders. At this moment, he is infinitely glorious.
"Let's go!"
He laughed loudly and pointed the ax straight in the direction, the flashing light of the ax blade reaching into the sky.
Above the sky, a giant dragon hovers.
other side
Baelon became the new king of Iron Islands, and Iron Islands gathered hundreds of ships to sail southward.
The news spread throughout Seven Kingdoms.
Westerlands were secretly happy along the coast. They prayed silently, hoping that all these Ironborn would die in Stepstones and never return.
Fair Isle lined up the fleet and stood ready in the harbor, silently looking at the group of enemies.
There is no doubt that Baelon·Targaryen proved that even though he is still young, he is already a qualified successor to Prince of Dragonstone and Iron Throne.
He brought back a powerful fleet for Iron Throne.
Red Keep
Corlys·Velaryon laughs heartily, he knows!
House Velaryon will reach the top in his hands!
When Iron Fleet moved, it became so popular that even Sunspear of Dorne also received the news.
Prince Qoren·Martell's eyes were sharp, "Obviously, Iron Fleet is here for Stepstones, for us."
Today, Iron Throne has six dragons, the fleet of Velaryon, and the fleet of Ironborn!
Martell Prince took a deep breath, now, a war is inevitable.
"I have already said that we should not form an alliance with Triarchy, as this will anger the dragon."
"Now a group of robbers are watching with eager eyes, heading south to occupy the sea, and giant dragons are circling in the sky."
"Are we going to repeat the tragedy of a hundred years ago?"
"We only formed an alliance to protect ourselves!"
"House Targaryen is getting stronger day by day, and sooner or later he will want to conquer Dorne!"
Dornish has long been afraid of the dragon, the peaceful Seven Kingdoms.
In the hall, Dorne nobles spoke to each other.
"Shut up! Dornish never gives in!" Qoren·Martell gritted his teeth.
"Before the decisive battle comes, the dragon will definitely fly back to his red house."
"Since it's just a group of bandits coming, we should receive them well!"
Strike first to gain the upper hand!
Intercept and kill Iron Fleet.
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