The King of the Iron Islands, Baron Greyjoy, is a complete iron species, and this can be seen in both his personal character and appearance.

A few wisps of silver were mixed in her black hair, her eyes were sharp and tenacious. Combined with her thin and angular face, she looked particularly cold.

Maybe he didn't make a big fuss when he went out this time. He was wearing an inconspicuous gray robe, and the outermost linen cloak wrapped around his thin body. When he stepped into the tent, he seemed to be a moving spear.

This is not the first time that Lan Li has seen him, but last time he didn't have much time to observe carefully. At the same time, he was "not firmly established". Unlike now, not only did he have time to look at the Iron King who rebeled from his brother's rule, he was also not afraid of the commander rushing over. He even felt quite relaxed by understanding the many thoughts of the person in front of him.

"The war failed?"

After both sides met, Renly's first words made Baron Greyjoy pause, and then, sitting in the chair, he unconsciously attached more importance to the extremely young boy in front of him.

"The Iron Fleet was introduced into a trap in the Fairy Island Strait. The River Bay Fleet went north, Stannis Baratheon went south, and the two sides attacked each other, and our army was defeated."

The calm tone still kept its voice unaware of the urgency, as if it was talking about something extremely normal, but in fact the meaning behind this sentence made Baron unconsciously hold the wine glass sent by the drowning person in his hand.

The biggest reliance of the Iron Islands this rebellion is naturally their excellent and huge fleet, and the cruel but kind sea to the Iron People.

The sea is my moat, and it will bury the enemy who dares to invade.

When the Lannister fleet was burned down in one fell swoop, Baron Greyjoy claimed that he believed that relying on this moat, even if Westeros had sufficient logistics and military supplies, their Iron Islands were not without a chance of winning.

However, the battle situation not long ago gave him a blow.

The iron fleet formed by combining the power of the entire island was defeated, with very few survivors, and the power of the Iron Islands' oceans was basically abolished. If you want to restore it, it will take at least seven or eight years.

This is not only the case. Without the fleet, his moat can be passed by the enemy at will. At present, nothing can be seen, but soon, Westeros' enemies will inevitably emerge from the end of the vast ocean and land on the archipelago.

Offense, defense, familiarity, strangeness, after the fleet was abolished, the ironmin became a defensive party, and the geographical advantage and human resources brought by guarding the homeland had certain advantages in this. However, if the strength of the two sides was very different, then this defense was destined to end in failure - although the defensive war had not begun.

When Baron understood that the fleet was defeated, he had already realized this, and he had no choice but to do so. Because this was a hard gap in strength. Without the advantage of the ocean, it was impossible for them to force the united giant.

He was deeply powerless about this. Even after the news came back that day, he spent the whole night in the room thinking about war, the future, and how to do it to recover some disadvantages.

He couldn't think of anything, but instead he had several strands of white hair.

So when he heard that Old Wake Island suddenly showed a "miracle", he ran here by boat, hoping that the boy in front of him could bring some miracles.

The first sentence at the beginning made Baron even more confident, because although the war had already occurred, the news had not spread yet, and the other party could know this now. Obviously, no ordinary means could do it. If he had other unique powers...

However, the next words of the Son of God in front of him made Baron's heart sink to the bottom.

"I cannot change the outcome that has happened, nor can I exert influence on the war that invaded soon."

The tender voice answered what he thought in his heart as if he had predicted it, and his tone was filled with solemnity.

"An elephant can easily step on a hunting dog, but there is no way to do anything about the ants crawling on it. The power of the gods can do many things beyond the ordinary imagination, but there are also many restrictions. Otherwise, the great God of Flooding would have allowed the Iron Islands to conquer the entire Westeros."

This decisive refusal disappointed Baron, but it seemed that it was true if he continued to think about it.

However, even God has no way of doing this, what else can they do?

Baron didn't think about it deeply because it would only make him weaker, and he had no intention of staying here. Although he still had many doubts in his heart, it was no longer important now-

He believed that when Westeros' army arrived, it was his death.

They are all going to die, what doubts are worth paying attention to?

So he stood up happily, bowed slightly to the boy and was about to turn around and leave, but the other party's next words made him pause.

"You won't die, and Baratheon won't let you die."

This suddenly sounds a bit inexplicable, because Baron had never said anything related, but he was quite familiar with the mystery of the Son of God, who seemed to be able to see through the human heart, and was not surprised, but he did not agree with the sentence itself.

"I am the initiator of the rebellion, and I even used a trick to deceive the Greenland King on the Iron Throne. If I don't die, how can this rebellion be considered to be quelled?"

"The Iron Throne is the Iron Throne, and Baratheon is Baratheon." The words of the Son of God made Baron think, and then sat back and listened quietly.

"As a unified king, you, the initiator of the rebellion, should you die." Lanli said: "But just as you guessed when the rebellion was launched, do you think the throne of King Robert is stable?"

Baron thought about it after hearing this and said, "Baratheon relied on the alliance with the North, Hejian and Valley, but this alliance itself was not perfect. The Tuli family had weak control over the River, and no many Hejian lords gathered during the rebellion of the usurpers. Several of them were even on the Targaryen side. The northern territory was vast, but the population was scarce and the mobilization ability was insufficient. The Elin family in the Valley was stronger than the two, but they were not much stronger. However, the decision to marry Lannister was very wise. Lannister had a high control over the West, and the joint efforts of the other families were enough to stabilize the iron chair under the butt of the usurpers. However, the relationship between the two families was not so much a marriage, but it was better to say that the next generation of the Iron Throne heirs, so before this heir appeared, the throne of the usurpers could not be said to be stable."

As he said that, he sighed.

"I thought the river bay would not respond to the call of the usurper, or even if it was responding, wouldn't it be more beneficial for them to let the fleet of our Iron Islands weaken the power of the Western Frontier and the usurper?"

He seemed a little confused about this, but Lan Li did not have the idea of ​​talking about this topic. After hearing this, he concluded: "So, the usurper Robert nominally ruled the entire Westeros, but in fact he had no control over the major territories under his command, and he had basically no control, whether it was the Western Frontier or the River Bay."

"That's right." Baron nodded.

"So, is the existence of the Iron Islands good or bad for the river and the western border?" Lanli reminded him: "What impact does the existence of the Iron Islands have on the Stormland and Kings controlled by Baratheon?"

The latter problem is very simple and has no effect, because the two territories of Stormland and Wangling have nothing to do with the Railway Islands, while the former problem is more obvious, and it is naturally bad. The three sides are across the sea and have been in feudals for thousands of years...

Baron knew something after hearing this, but he still did not have the confidence to survive this war.

"That usurper certainly needs the existence of the Iron Islands, but it is only limited to the Iron Islands."

"But if it is a loose iron island, what's the point of asking for it?" Lanli asked back: "And who can meet this expectation more in line with your expectations than you, the king of the Iron Islands who has been conquered by him once?"

"It's just a consideration of some kind." Baron Greyjoy shook his head: "I started a rebellion shortly after he ascended the throne. What would others think if he didn't deal with me?"

"In the early days of rebellion against Targaryen, three nobles in the storm stood opposite to the usurpers and opposed him as a vassal. After being defeated, the usurpers did not cut off the heads of the leading nobles, but instead used them." Lanli said: "You cannot look at the King of Baratheon with ordinary thinking. He is more like a warrior than a king. At the same time, one factor is very beneficial to you, that is, you have not sworn allegiance to the Baratheon Dynasty. In a sense, you are still from Targaryen."

These words made Baron think: "So, isn't this war... a rebellion?"

It seemed strange that the war initiator said this, but both sides did not feel strange. Lan Li nodded after hearing this: "So I said, you will not die, or you may live."

After carefully considering this matter, Baron unconsciously pursed his lips, and then the other person's words attracted his attention.

"What about after you live?"
Chapter completed!