In the Fengxi Castle, in a straw shed near the inner city wall, two rows of knights in deck armor sat around the long table, headed by Stannis, with thin and sunken cheeks, but he didn't say anything, but listened silently to the surroundings.

"The loss of two boats will at most make the stupid Redwin sober, but now they know that our food problem has been resolved and it is very likely that the strategy will be changed."

"It's possible, but the defense of Wind Snack Castle is enough to withstand anyone's attack."

"Just with our staff?"

"You may have forgotten that we have been guarding the castle for nearly a year."

"Then have you forgotten what we are talking about?"

"The high walls of Fengxi Castle are enough to-"

"Our city wall is very high, but do you really think this castle was built by magic? Hell, tell me, there is no castle that cannot be broken!"

"Good jazz, what we are talking about now is whether they will attack the city, not whether they can attack the castle."

“Isn’t this a problem?”

"I don't think Tyriel will take the risk of siege. Even if we are not equipped with enough staff, he wants to attack, and he will not be able to make a move without thousands of casualties."

"I think the key to the problem is Robert..."

...

The toxic sunshine shines from the sky, making the land outside dry, but the meeting place is blocked by a straw shed, and I can't feel this heat.

However, even though they were shrouded in shadows, the knights wearing plate armor were still sweating profusely, and the meeting began to announce the end of the meeting not long after it lasted.

Then the knights who left the seat one after another saw a black-haired boy squatting at the base of the rock wall on the edge of the city wall of the straw shed under the care of a strong servant. Two guards who should have stopped people from approaching were standing next to him with helpless expressions.

That was Renli, the third young master of the Baratheon family. No one in the castle didn't know him.

Several knights raised their hands and greeted him, while others glanced at him and ignored him and left. Some even asked him why he was here.

"There are two nests of ants here."

The boy's answer was astonishing: "I found that they could easily fight each other, as long as I threw a little bread crumb."

The knights couldn't help laughing when they heard this. A brown-haired man even came up and squatted with him for a while, then touched the boy's hair and left.

No one thinks that Lan Li has anything unreasonable here, nor does anyone doubt what the other person said.

Until Stannis came out at the end.

"You shouldn't be here," he said expressionlessly.

"I'm watching--" Before the boy finished speaking, the other party had already looked at the servant Qiaomi behind him.

"Take him back to the tower, I have nothing to do, and ask Krisen to teach him."

After saying that, Stannis left step by step, without giving Lanli any chance to speak, which made him roll his eyes, then pat his butt and stand up, "Jomi, let's go."

"Okay young master." The servant nodded quickly, and then kindly suggested: "There is a nest of ants and a nest of hornets at the back door of the kitchen. We can go there to play, young master, if you want."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Renli waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the tower with his short legs.

He was just listening to the corner of the wall just now, but he was not very interested in ants or anything else. The reason for listening to the corner of the wall was the same as the knights before, and he was worried that this sudden shipwreck and food supply would stimulate the other party.

But he was worried or not and couldn't change anything. He pretended to see the ant's mouth drying, but he didn't hear much, except hearing one thing-

His brother, Robert Baratheon, joined forces with the Stark family in the North, the Torley family in the River Diet, and the Elin family in the valley to win a battle in a place called Shitang Town.

The news seemed to be outdated, and it was provided by the smuggler when he first came. Lanley didn't know about it. He felt a little comforted, but he was more looking forward to the news that Robert had killed the royal heir with one hammer.

He remembered this rebellion, and as long as the Targaryen royal family was defeated, he did not think that the enemies outside Fengxi Castle would risk attacking the city - who would stand on the doomed side?

"Hope has happened now." He muttered, and in his heart he was still worried whether the enemies outside the city would suddenly come to attack the city, so he began to think about what he could do if he really attacked.

After thinking about it, he seemed to be unable to do anything except relying on the Breath of the Mermaid to jump into the sea and escape.

So in the next two days, Lanley was ready to escape.

However, time passed day by day, there was no big noise outside the city. Except for the occasional one or two knights riding horses to come and shout loudly, there was basically nothing else to happen.

The atmosphere in the castle is much stronger than before, and the food is supplemented. Many numb people will become more and more active, just like withered plants regaining their vitality.

Since the smugglers returned, Lan Li could clearly see more and more smiles on everyone here, which made him quite satisfied. No one learned that this matter was related to him, which made him even more relieved. At present, this world similar to the medieval world, people do not like witchcraft and others.

Smugglers have become popular in the castle and have become very popular. No one knows how they got a boat of fish back. Most people think it is because they have super high fishing skills.

An old fisherman named Tom in the castle began to ask around the buttocks of a pointed smuggler, hoping to learn this technique. Lan Li heard that for this he introduced his daughter who was a chef in the kitchen to the young smuggler.

It was obviously impossible for him to learn any skills, but his daughter was already having sex with the other party and was about to talk about marriage.

The servant Qiaomi was full of resentment when he talked about this. This was mainly because his youngest son, who worked in the horse house, originally had a good relationship with that daughter, and he even prepared the taxes and fees he needed to pay to Baratheon when they got married, but in the end he was useless. At first, Qiaomi even said that the smugglers were great saviors sent by the gods, but now he blushed and sulked when he mentioned them.

Lan Li, who was not concerned about his own affairs, held a mentality of watching the excitement and kept paying attention to the development of the situation. He did not have any empathy, but he was quite happy to watch it.

...

The ordinary time passes quickly, daily learning history and words, eating, hanging out and watching plays, sleeping...

Repeat this way, two months passed in a flash.

Changes also occurred on a somewhat gloomy afternoon in the sky.

The situation inside and outside the castle had been stalemate for a long time, but on this afternoon, the sound of horns suddenly sounded loud outside the city, and the melodious whimpering sound accompanied by the surging waves in everyone's ears in the Fengxi Castle.

"Are you going to attack the city?"

"what happened?"

"Bless the gods!"

Accompanied by the sound of trumpets, figures walked out of the buildings in panic, including the chefs in the kitchen, the chefs in the horse houses, the little brothers in the horse houses, many servants in the castle, the shoemakers and barbers, etc.

With the horn roaring, they subconsciously gathered in a courtyard near the towering tower in order to quickly enter shelter when disaster strikes.

But the actual situation is not as they imagined.

In a room facing the castle gate at the top of the tower, Lanli could clearly see some situations outside the city.

The enemy camp surrounded by the castle's range was full of commotion at this moment. Looking around, dense black dot figures appeared from the camp tent and ran back and forth. Finally, they formed a defensive military formation in front of the camp, and it seemed that the enemy troops appeared.

But what finally appeared was not the army, but a group of people, a group of gray-looking people, but only a dozen horse riding people.

They arrived in front of the besieged army and had a moment of confrontation with them. After they didn't know what they said, a figure who seemed to be a little larger walked out of the army-

Then he knelt in front of the riders.

"That's the direwolf flag in the north, that's Stark!"

There was a voice behind him murmuring. Lan Li turned his head and looked at him. The old scholar who had always been steady was now opening his old brown eyes.

"Ed Stark!" he murmured repeatedly, as if confirming, and gradually burst into tears.

"Tyriel kneeled down and surrendered to him without resisting. It must be your brother Robert who succeeded! That's right, it must be like that. We--" He grabbed Renly's arm tightly and laughed excitedly at the boy.
Chapter completed!