Game of Thrones: I am Dothraki, not a barbarian

Chapter 95: The King's Killer

Robert hated Jaime because he had fought from Storm's End to the Trident, leaving mountains of blood and blood all along the way, and all his relatives and friends died on the road.

He wanted to smash Aerys's head with his own hands, snatch the damn Iron Throne from the Targaryen family, and let the whole world know that it was him, Robert Baratheon, who overthrew the Targaryen dynasty!
But James snatched that blow!
King's Landing fell while Robert was still far away at the Trident, and Jaime had actually taken action before him.

When he arrived at King's Landing, he saw Jaime sitting on the Iron Throne wearing the white cloak of the Kingsguard. The Mad King's blood was still on his sword, but it had dried and turned black.

All his efforts and expectations were in vain at this moment, and Robert felt like a huge joke.

Not only was he unable to avenge his great hatred with his own hands, but he also earned the title of "usurper" for nothing.

That bastard Jaime swore allegiance to the Mad King and became a member of the Kingsguard, but he didn't even keep the most basic oath and stabbed the person he was loyal to!
Moreover, Robert was forced to marry Tywin Lannister's daughter, Jaime's twin sister. He didn't like her, but he had to sleep with her.

He hated James, but he had to call him "brother-in-law"!
Even, no matter day or night, he had to face two identical golden-haired and green-eyed people, as if reminding him how dirty the crown he risked his life to win was!

When Jaime heard Robert's ridicule, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal and gave the king a polite smile.

Ned watched coldly without saying a word.

He knew that Robert always held grudges, especially those that brought him shame. Jaime was like a thorn in Robert's heart that could not be touched or pulled out.

The reason why Ned took him with him on this expedition was simply because he wanted to keep him as a hostage.

But now was not the time for internal strife, Ned pointed to the map and changed the subject.

"There are two tide-breaking towers controlling the gorge, and the capstans are inside them. We must destroy these two towers to break the iron chain. We must storm it."

"Then use fire and bombardment! Do everything possible to destroy them!" Robert had no idea how much sour red wine he had drunk that night, and his voice was particularly loud.

At this moment, Renly suddenly stepped forward and said confidently, "Your Majesty, I request that an army be landed along the southern coast of Pentos and assault the city gates directly."

Behind him, Loras Tyrell tugged gently on Renly's sleeve, but Renly ignored him.

"Varys just sent word that Rhahalo is undermanned," Renly continued. "It would only take a week to go around it from the south. We could disperse the defenders and catch them off guard!"

Loras whispered to Renly, but Renly shook his head slightly, looking determinedly at Robert, who in turn studied his brother with a look of doubt in his eyes.

"I think so," Ned told the king.

This time, Robert brought the fleets of House Valarion and House Kelp, as well as elite soldiers of Houses Royce and Stockworth.

Tywin turned a deaf ear to the call to arms, Stannis has been seriously ill, and in addition to the royal family, Renly brought a large number of Stormtroopers and performed quite actively.

Several knights loyal to the Stormlands were killed by Rhaelor, and even the loyal old minister Selwyn Tarth died. It is understandable that Renly was eager for revenge.

What's more, Joffrey cannot inherit the throne. If Ned has any selfish motives, it is that he wants Renly to make achievements.

"The northern coast is also suitable for landing, and we can attack from three sides!" Damon Thorne followed closely behind.

He was tall and strong, with a noticeable scar on his right cheek. His gray-green eyes were full of determination. He wore half plate armor with chain mail, the ancient family sword "Thor" hung on his waist, and a red thorn badge on his chest.

The Thorne family has been stationed in the royal territory for generations, and their cavalry has saved the royal family in critical moments seven times.

While other lords were vying for flattery at banquets, he was mostly sweating in the training grounds or reviewing his troops in the barracks.

He is Baratheon's most loyal ally, but also a sharp blade pointing at the enemy at any time!
Robert's eyes wandered between the two Lannisters in the cabin. He patted Lancel on the shoulder and suddenly burst into laughter.
"We actually have two lions here! One little lion helps me dress and eat, and the other golden lion just stands there and poses."

James had a cynical smile on his face, but there was a hint of barely perceptible anger in his eyes.

"Alright! It's settled!" Robert downed a whole skin of sour red wine and stood up drunkenly. "Renly, you will land from the south, commanding three thousand footmen and a hundred knights. Ser Daemon will land from the north, also commanding three thousand footmen and a hundred knights. Ned and I will lead the main fleet to assault the Tidebreak Tower head-on. Once we break the iron chain, we'll march straight in and destroy Pentos in one fell swoop!"

Robert then turned to Jaime and said jokingly, "As for you, Kingslayer, stay aboard the ship and watch over your pretty face. You have done great service in killing the Mad King. It is time for your king to make his mark!"

James bowed slightly, "As you command, Your Majesty."

While everyone was discussing the details, Loras quietly reminded Renly, "Your Highness, the Dothraki should not be underestimated. Don't forget, my family just suffered a great loss..."

Renly, however, didn't take it seriously. A flicker of jealousy flashed across his eyes. "I'll be careful!" He patted Loras on the shoulder. "With you, the Knight of Flowers, protecting me, what do I have to fear?"

"But……"

"No buts. After this battle, I will hold a grand wedding in the Stormlands. Margaery will wear a pure white wedding dress, and I will marry her wearing the laurel wreath of victory. This is what you and I are looking forward to, isn't it?"

Loras sighed and stopped trying to dissuade him.

...

The next day, just after dawn, Robert stood at the bow of his flagship, took a deep breath, and raised his warhammer.

"Order! Target the chains and Tidebreaker Tower with your ballistae and catapults, and attack with all your might!"

The catapults and crossbows had already adjusted their positions, arrows streaked through the air, and burning stones flew towards the Tide Breaking Tower like meteors.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The waves from the stone bullets reached the flagship, causing the hull to shake slightly. Countless flames covered the tower, and black smoke rose, dyeing the sky red.

Countless crossbow arrows shot towards the top of the tower, covering the defenders' positions, causing countless debris to fly up and screams to be heard.

"Trebuckle, strike back!"

Baqu squatted under the city wall, his head covered in blood from the rubble, and he grimaced in pain.

However, compared with the enemy's fierce offensive, the dozen or so crossbows of the defenders were like tickling and could not cause any effective damage.

Several arrow towers on the city wall had been blown up. Soldiers could only hide behind the broken walls, holding their heads and struggling to hold on, unable to prevent an effective counterattack.

"Oh no!" Baqu's deputy watched the arrow tower reduced to ruins, worried. "Their catapults are too far, and our range is not enough!"

"Stay calm!" Baqu wiped the blood from his face and cursed, "Everyone, stay in your positions and save your lives first. When they run out of ammunition, it's time for us to strike back!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The explosions continued for almost the entire day. The outer walls of the Tide-Breaking Tower had been battered by stone bullets and were shaky, as if they would collapse at any time.

Baqu watched his comrades fall one by one, their blood staining the wall red. He gripped his longbow tightly, wishing he could rush up and fight the enemy.

"Sir! If we continue like this, we will all die here! Let's retreat!" There was despair in the deputy's voice.

"Retreat!" Baqu cursed, a rare occurrence. "As long as the Tide-Breaking Tower stands and the chains remain intact, we can't let the enemy in!"

They have already deserted once, and if they run away again this time, Laharo will never forgive them!

At this moment, a messenger emerged from the thick smoke, crouched down and quickly ran to Baqu, saying hurriedly: "Sir! The commander of the guards orders you to retreat immediately. The Tide-Breaking Tower is no longer needed!"

(End of this chapter)