Game Of Thrones: The God-Emperor of Planetos-Chapter 163 - War of the Four Kings (X)

"Let my vengeance begin." Rhaenys II Targaryen, Empress of the Empire of Mankind.

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While Aenar was about to start the show in the Vale, Visenya and Rhaenys were stationed at Darry Castle, near Harrenhal.

Raymun Darry, Lord of Darry was secretly a supporter of House Targaryen and with the arrival of Rhaenys and Visenya with the Red Legion and the Sardaukar, the man didn't hesitate to kneel before Queen Visenya II and the king's sister, Princess Rhaenys Targaryen.

"The Kingslayer is occupying Harrenhal with an army of ninety thousand men." Raymun spoke with a cold, calm tone. The man deeply disliked House Lannister and couldn't wait to kill every blond-haired man in front of him.

"The armies of House Lannister and Baratheon together." Oberyn spoke in a deep solemn voice, both armies were elite, in particular the army of House Lannister, having fifty thousand men wearing armor was a terrible thing for any enemy army.

"It doesn't matter, we can use the cannons to break their ranks and scatter the army, it will be easy to defeat both armies." Visenya, sitting in the main seat, commented with a cold, regal look, which for some reason reminded her of Aenar's gaze.

Perhaps the queen was imitating the king, but anyone in the place didn't laugh; the queen was majestic, despite her sweet and harmless appearance.

"Using the cannons is a good idea, but if Jaime decides not to fight head-on, the cannons will be useless in front of Harrenhal's walls." Tyrion commented with a helpless tone. If he were Jaime, he wouldn't leave Harrenhal and attack the enemy army from the walls.

Everyone's expressions also showed helplessness, Harrenhal although it fell to Balerion, fell only to the Black Earth and no one else.

"If Caraxes had been there, Harrenhal would have been set on fire again." Rhaenys commented with a sigh. Although Caraxes wasn't as big as Balerion, The Black Terror, the dragon was still incredibly powerful, capable of reducing an entire city to ashes.

Rhaenys was extremely eager for war, she would finally begin her revenge against the murderers of her mother and brother. And she would make them all die painfully.

Everyone agreed with Rhaenys' words, if Caraxes was present, things would be much easier, they just had to melt the castle one more time and everything would be fine. Jaime would die just as Haren, Black and his entire bloodline had died.

Unfortunately, even if the dragon was present, he wouldn't obey the orders of anyone other than the king, which made him rather useless without Aenar around.

"My Queen, the scouts have warned that an army is coming." Raymun, who had just received a note, spoke with a smile.

"What army?" Visenya asked curiously, after arriving at Riverlands, small houses had bent the knee and joined the march. But they were small Noble Houses, none that powerful, the strongest had around three hundred soldiers, the weakest only a few dozen.

However, seeing Raymun's smile, Visenya sensed that the visitor was no simple man.

"Tytos Blackwood, Lord of Raventree Hall and his army of ten thousand men." Raymun spoke with a smile as he learned of his friend's arrival.

As the ancient and powerful noble houses of the Riverlands, House Blackwood and House Darry were long-time friends, Tytos and Raymun had grown up together, both were friends.

Hearing the number of soldiers from House Blackwood, everyone was surprised, including Visenya and Rhaenys themselves. Had House Tully fallen to the point where all their Vassals were so powerful?

House Frey had a large and wealthy army, now House Blackwood had an equally large army. An army of that size was a third of House Martell's army!

"I'm curious how many soldiers House Tully can muster." Rhaenys asked looking at Raymun, no one better suited than someone with great status in the Riverlands like Raymun to answer.

"Two thousand." Raymun didn't hesitate to reply, but his answer made everyone in the hall look shocked at Raymun.

What was the concept of two thousand people? For a normal Noble House, it was definitely a large army, but for a Great Noble House like House Tully, that amount of soldiers was... ridiculous to say the least.

"Two thousand? Aren't you mistaken, Lord Darry?" Oberyn asked as if he'd heard wrong. How could a Great Noble House have only two thousand soldiers?

"Riverlands under Hoster Tully's management is ridiculous, after House Tully entered the war of rebellion fourteen years ago, that situation got even worse. The war killed many people, including heirs and lords of the Noble Houses of Riverlands." Raymun spoke with a cold, indifferent tone.

He continued speaking. "Many noble houses deeply resented Hoster's decision and turned their backs on House Tully. Those two thousand men still remaining are the soldiers personally trained by House Tully."

Looking at Visenya in the main seat of House Darry, Raymun spoke with a respectful tone. "Despite House Tully's order, House Darry fought alongside Prince Rhaegar. My three older brothers died with honor fighting for House Targaryen."

Visenya couldn't help but feel moved by Raymun's words. "And that loyalty will be rewarded, Lord Darry. I will ask my husband to grant you lands and titles for House Darry. House Targaryen does not treat its friends ungratefully."

Raymun nodded and flashed a smile. "I only hope that my son inherits my mantle when I die, anything else is profit to me, Your Grace."

When Raymun had finished speaking, the doors to the hall opened and a handsome middle-aged man entered, wearing majestic red armor with a black tree drawn in the center of the armor and crows surrounding the tree.

Tytos Blackwood, Lord of Raventree Hall.

Behind him, the three sons followed their father, Brynden Blackwood, Hoster Blackwood and Lucas Blackwood. Curiously, all the members of House Blackwood had black hair and black eyes, and were slim and lean.

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While Hoster Blackwood was the opposite, he was very tall at two meters. However, he looked a bit clumsy and seemed like a scholar, although he was too thin, like a stick.

Tytos' dark eyes traveled around everyone in the hall, but soon focused on the beautiful, delicate-looking girl with silver hair sitting in the main seat that only the Lord of House Darry could sit in.

Tytos didn't hesitate, he approached, but because of the two incomparably tall men, he didn't dare get too close. He could see that the two tall men were powerful, just one look made his legs weaken.

Kneeling down, he and his sons looked at Visenya sitting on the seat with respectful gazes. "I have come to fulfill the vows my ancestor made to Aegon I of House Targaryen, we will fight to put House Targaryen back on the Iron Throne, just as it should be."

When he had finished speaking, to show their loyalty, everyone followed Lord Tytos' words.

"As it should be!"

"As it should be!"

"As it should be!"

Visenya couldn't help but feel that the cohesion between the minor noble houses increased with Tytos' words, it seemed that everyone had a determined goal at that moment. She looked at the kneeling man and saw an old political fox.

She knew that Tytos wanted something from her, although she didn't know what it was, Visenya didn't care. As long as House Blackwood was loyal to House Targaryen, she could reward Tytos with what he wanted.

Although Visenya didn't know Tytos' purpose, how could Raymun not? To be more specific, everyone in the Riverlands knew about the bloody feud between House Blackwood and House Bracken. It was obvious that his old friend wanted to use the power of House Targaryen to eliminate House Blackwood's old enemy, the Brackens, once and for all.

"I appreciate your commitment to your vows of loyalty, Lord Tytos." Visenya showed a posture worthy of a queen and spoke grandly. "We will fight House Lannister and Baratheon at dawn, I hope you and your men are ready for war."

Tytos, despite being rather old, smiled gently and replied with a respectful tone. "My soldiers are more than ready, we're going to tear the Lions and Deer apart."

Of this, Tytos had no doubt, he had seen the army in red armor and the army in golden masks, both highly disciplined armies and all wearing armor!!!

That was an army capable of taking on an army twice its size, especially if the other side wasn't well equipped!!!

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