Corlys knows very well that if he cannot create some trouble for Redd, then the subsequent war against Dorne and Stepstones will be greatly affected.
Therefore, he decisively decided that it was time to dispatch the fleet that had been hiding in the dark.
This fleet was carefully cultivated by him, and its combat effectiveness cannot be underestimated.
At the same time, Tormund Velaryon received a raven letter from his brother Corlys.
After quickly reading the contents of the letter, he issued action orders to the crew without hesitation.
The huge fleet was like a giant beast, slowly sailing out of the Pentos port. Hundreds of warships were neatly arranged on the sea, majestic and amazing.
Tormund, who was standing on the bow of the ship, looked at the dragon-shooting crossbow set up on the bow.
This is an extremely powerful weapon, specially designed to deal with dragons.
He was full of confidence in this mission, because he believed that with this powerful fleet and advanced weapons and equipment, it would be easy for him to intercept all ships from Braavos to Dragonstone.
Being able to command so many battleships, Tormund feels so satisfied that it is simply indescribable.
You know, if the brother Corlys hadn't been worried that excessive exposure of maritime power would arouse the fear of the king Iron Throne, I'm afraid it would not be his turn to take charge of the fleet.
After all, the dozens of warships and hundreds of merchant ships that Driftmark showed on the surface were just a cover, and even his brother's wife Rhaenys was kept in the dark.
Tormund felt like a mirror in his heart. He knew very well that although the more than 600 warships under his command were large in number, there was still a certain gap compared with the thousands of warships of Sea King.
Not to mention the famous and world-famous fleet of purple-sailed and purple-hulled merchant ships, which is really beyond our reach!
Therefore, his fleet's current strength can only be ranked third at most, second only to the Sea King Fleet and the Iron Islands Fleet.
However, what is unexpected is that on Dragonstone, the Braavos compensation that Redd has been waiting for has not yet arrived.
As time passed, he became more and more anxious.
Two full days passed, and he never received any substantive news. In the end, he only received an apology letter from Neptune.
This letter made Redd feel very confused and angry, because he had no idea what was happening behind it.
In fact, the people sent by Neptune had encountered misfortune on the way to Dragonstone. They were brutally killed by Tormund, and even the ships were destroyed by dragon crossbows and sank to the bottom of the sea.
And the compensation that was supposed to belong to Redd was naturally cut off halfway by Tormund.
Not only that, Tormund also carefully planned a scam, disguised it all as a pirate attack, and even deliberately left some broken ship planks floating on the sea to mislead Redd.
Redd, who did not receive compensation, naturally believed that Neptune was deliberately perfunctory.
After all, he didn't have much affection for the rulers of these city-states.
Redd knows very well that the tragic experience he suffered is inextricably linked to these rulers.
Although many people on Essos claim to be descendants of Valyria, I am afraid only they themselves know the extent of the content.
Otherwise, how could they be so frantic in searching for those Valyrians with silver-blond hair and violet eyes?
These people are regarded as rare beings with special genes and bloodlines.
They were imprisoned within that the Black Wall, as if they were isolated from the world.
And those families use these Valyrians as tools and use them to improve their family's bloodline.
However, once these people lose their usefulness, they are ruthlessly eliminated and thrown away like used items.
Redd is not completely incomprehensible to this approach.
After all, powerful ancestors can become legends in history, but they can never become "living ancestors" in reality.
Especially when this ancestor can still control the giant dragon that covers the sky and the sun, and can burn everything to ashes with Dragonfire with just a little displeasure. What ruler can tolerate such a "living father"?
Time passed by in a hurry, and a week passed in the blink of an eye, but Redd failed to get the results he expected.
Faced with this situation, the anger in Redd's heart burned even more fiercely.
After careful consideration, Redd decided to take an extreme and decisive action - sending his dragon to Braavos.
The dragon is Redd's most powerful weapon and his greatest reliance.
He wanted Braavos's Sea King to experience the majesty and anger of a real dragon for himself.
However, the current Redd does not have a powerful army, nor does it have a maritime fleet capable of competing with Braavos.
In this case, sending the dragon on a mission seemed to be his only option.
Although this means that Braavos cannot be captured immediately, it can at least cause huge damage to the enemy and let them know how powerful the dragon is.
Redd clenched his fists tightly and stared firmly into the distance, as if he could see a dragon hovering over Braavos, spitting out flames and turning the city into ruins.
He believed that Long would be able to complete the mission he assigned and bring a devastating blow to Braavos.
Through spiritual connection, Redd sensed that King Ghidorah was still sleeping in the magma, and immediately decided to let Aegon and Ehm go.
Since becoming Titan Dragons, these two dragons have significantly improved their intelligence and can now act independently. They do not need the dragon driver to command them all the time. They know what to do with just a simple command from Redd.
Aegon and Ehm climbed out of the magma in the crater one after another. The magma flowing down the huge dragon body exuded scorching heat.
Suddenly, a high-pitched and loud dragon roar broke the silence above the crater, followed immediately by another deep and powerful dragon roar.
These two dragon roars echoed each other, as if they were communicating with each other.
Following these two dragon roars, two huge dragons were seen rising into the sky from the crater. They spread their broad wings and flapped vigorously, creating a strong wind.
These two dragons are huge in size, and their scales shine with a metallic luster. Each one looks like a carefully crafted work of art.
Their flying speed was as fast as lightning, like two burning fireballs, streaking rapidly through the sky, leaving two long tracks.
These two tracks appear particularly dazzling in the night sky, like two meteors in the universe, attracting everyone's attention.
Many slaves at the foot of the volcano were stunned by this sudden scene.