Game of Thrones: Joffrey the Chosen

Chapter 93 The Lion's Delusions

Hooves clattered, raising a light dust.

Joffrey's orders echoed in James' ears once more.

"Okay then."

"If he crosses the river, I will cross the river too."

"If he crosses the river to attack my Casterly Rock, then I will cross the river and march straight to High Pavilion in the bend!"

James thought he was aggressive enough, but he didn't expect Joe to be even more daring than him.

I really don't know who she learned it from.

Bronze Yorn rode beside him, his grey beard fluttering slightly in the wind.

He wore his ancestral bronze armor, engraved with magical runes, and stood ramrod straight, as if he were the vanguard commander.

Unfortunately, that's the reality; Jaime's role as Warden of the East has been rendered meaningless.

Because he had been ambushed once before, Xiao Qiao stopped taking his side and even made a point of mentioning it at the meeting, telling him to discuss things with the old man during the battle.

Is negotiation even useful? The people who came are all from the valley; they're not going to listen to him anyway.

A small scout team returned from the front, with a man riding across the back of one of the horses.

The prisoners were thrown on the ground, their faces covered in dirt and grime.

James spurred his horse forward: "How many of you are there?"

"Ten thousand—less than twenty thousand."

That's less than ten thousand.

That old man is really something. Has he been scared off by Renly? With so few men, he doesn't even dare to defend Deephole.

"Speed ​​up, speed up." James gestured with his chin toward the messenger. "Get everyone behind you running."

The man glanced to the side, and only after receiving confirmation did he turn his horse around.

After a while, the command was given.

The infantrymen, clutching their spear shafts, feigned a running motion, but their speed did not increase at all.

The men of the West don't do that; they obey orders unconditionally.

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But Bronze Yorn seemed to have no desire for victory, neither picking off a few to whip, and simply letting them proceed at their leisure.

No wonder this old man has never won a martial arts tournament in all his years.

In the competition not long ago, he didn't even make it to the quarterfinals.

In Port Lannes, they were eliminated in the round of 16, defeated by someone from a remote, impoverished area.

James gets angry when he thinks about it; that was the closest he ever came to a championship.

I don't know what kind of magic those people from Bear Island took, but in the finals, they broke nine spears and still couldn't determine a winner.

Then Robert the fool ruled in favor of the man.

Time ticked by, and the vanguard continued its march southwest.

They had five thousand valley cavalry, half of whom were skilled in lance charges, while the rest were light cavalry who only knew how to use swords.

There were also 10,000 light infantrymen as follow-up support and cover, and they only carried a few days' worth of dry rations, leaving all their supplies to the main army behind them.

Xiao Qiao had previously analyzed a lot of intricacies, and Jaime summarized it.

The enemy forces occupying Deep Cave City are probably few in number, and they will definitely run south once they know the allied forces are coming.

Their vanguard's objective was to halt the enemy forces and allow the reinforcements to wipe them out.

James took off his hood and wiped the sweat from his brow.

This summer is exceptionally hot.

When the army left the city, the Stark girl found Joffrey, and after some coy hesitation, she kissed him in front of everyone.

Why can't Cersei do the same?

They were very close since birth. One day, they saw the male and female dogs behaving in the animal kennel and started playing the same game with their older sister.

When her mother found out, she was terrified.

So they moved James's bedroom to the other side of the castle and warned them that if they dared to do that again, they would tell their father.

Fortunately, this painful life did not last too long.

Not long after, his mother died while giving birth to Tyrion.

Speaking of Tyrion, he's already twenty-five and still not married.

James felt somewhat sorry for him in this regard.

But my father insisted that the farm girl was only after our family's gold and didn't truly love Tyrion.

Not daring to disobey his father's orders, he lied and claimed that he had orchestrated the entire marriage.

Neither Tyrion nor his father said what happened to the girl after that, so Jaime didn't know either.

Forget it, I don't want to think about it.

The scouts' horses returned one after another, each time bringing new information.

James looked up at the sun.

If we keep chasing them, we should be able to hold off the enemy forces before nightfall.

He reached out his hand, and a cousin handed him his lance.

After weighing it a couple of times, James felt that he still couldn't get any strength in his right arm, so he had to hand the lance back.

My cousin didn't catch it.

This guy was originally Robert's squire. After Robert left, he was assigned to Joffrey by him. I think his name was something like Lancel.

There are too many brothers in our family, James can't remember them all.

He wasn't nearly as bad off as his cousin when he was a servant.

He served as a squire to Ser Sumner Kreeher in the Rocky Hall, and after a few years, following the battle to wipe out the Kingsguard, he was knighted by Arthur Dayne, the Sword of the Morning.

Not long after that, he was sent to Riverrun to deliver a message, but old Horst kept him there for half a month, making his youngest daughter sit next to him at every meal.

That girl's laugh was like that of a silly goose; James wanted nothing more than to smash a plate over her face.

It's not nearly as interesting as the blackfish.

Later, Jaime visited Cersei in King's Landing after many years, and she had become even more captivating at court.

His older sister told him that their father wanted him to marry Lysa.

No way.

His older sister gave him an idea.

Joining the Imperial Guard would be respectable, and it would also allow me to stay by her side.

A month later, James donned a white robe.

Then Dad got furious.

He later learned that the Mad King had done it on purpose.

By using a Kingsguard position, the heir to Casterly Rock was transformed into a bodyguard who would never marry.

Then the old man resigned as Hand of the King, took Cersei back to the Westerlands, and left Jaime in King's Landing.

Sigh, then another bunch of unpleasant things happened.

At this moment, Bronze Yorn said a few words from the side, and the cavalry split into two groups and dispersed to the flanks.

James squinted and saw a dark mass appearing on the distant horizon.

He drew his sword and looked at his face.

He's very handsome.

Now that Robert has run away, once these troublemakers are dealt with, no one will be able to stop him and Cersei anymore.

After returning, Joestar will also marry Sansa.

But he still had to do it secretly, and couldn't marry Cersei.

On what grounds?

Although Kingsguards are not allowed to marry, why would he wear this white robe if it weren't for Cersei?

Just because they are siblings?

My dad married his cousin!

Besides, Stannis has been spreading rumors about his affair with Cersei everywhere, even though nobody believes him. But why don't I just make it public?

Aren't the Dragon Kings also involved in brother-sister marriages?

Over the centuries, whether they were cultivators, nobles, or commoners, who cared about them?

Of course, this makes it a bit troublesome for Xiao Qiao to inherit the throne.

But what helped Robert build his empire wasn't some worthless bloodline, it was swords and blades. As long as she's strong enough, Joffrey can still sit firmly on the Iron Throne.

"Waaaaah"

The battle horns sounded.

James spurred his horse and charged forward with the troops.

After we finish fighting and go back, we should let Sansa get lost and let Joffrey marry Myrcella.

Let the world know that we Lannisters are extraordinary.

Like the Targaryens.

Like a god.

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