章節 276: Chapter 276: Retreat
Not long ago, a major incident occurred in the city of Pentos during the night.
Members of the families that had been purged during the Red Night had somehow secretly returned to Pentos. They hid in the shadows, bribed some soldiers, and hired many mercenaries.
They attempted to seize the city gates during the onset of war, allowing the Dothraki to rush in, but in the end, this rebellion was quelled.
Viserys was furious and ordered Ramsay to thoroughly investigate the matter.
Ramsay had been busy with this recently, as it was his responsibility that the surviving members of the purged Magister families were able to sneak into Pentos and cause trouble.
"Does it have anything to do with the Beggar Prince?" Jon Connington, busy with paperwork, asked without lifting his head.
Jon suspected that this matter had something to do with the Beggar Prince.
After all, the fact that the surviving members of the Magister families could sneak into Pentos under the noses of the guards indicated a significant problem with the bureaucratic system.
However, suspicion was just suspicion, and he had no evidence.
After all, during the Red Night, the one who had been most ruthless against these Magister families was the Beggar Prince.
In theory, there should be deep hatred between the two, and the Magister families should hate the Beggar Prince to the bone. They would never cooperate, but...
Jon always felt something was off, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
"No."
However, Ramsay Snow shook his head slightly in response to Jon's question.
"This matter ultimately did not lead to the Beggar Prince."
Ramsay had pried open the mouths of the prisoners, and eventually traced the matter to many people.
However, the power behind them was very alert. When they noticed Ramsay's investigation, they chose to cut off their tails to survive, and the entire line of inquiry was cleanly severed.
Before Ramsay could find the remaining people, they had already been killed, making it difficult for Ramsay to continue the investigation along this line of inquiry.
The Beggar Prince had been behaving himself recently, and it was hard to see any problems.
"Is that so?"
Jon heard Ramsay's words, paused his pen for a moment, thought for a while, and then sighed.
He then asked again, "What about the Princess from Dorne and the Sand Snakes? Any recent movements?"
"No."
Ramsay shook his head again.
Princess Arianne and the Sand Snakes had not left the palace much recently. At most, they had climbed the city walls to look at the Dothraki surrounding Pentos.
Not long ago, when Viserys was about to leave Pentos on his dragon, Arianne wanted to join him on the dragon, but it seemed that Balerion had refused.
Jon didn't know the specifics, but it was clear that not just anyone could ride a dragon.
Arianne did not have the blood of the Dragon King, so naturally, she could not gain the approval of the dragon. Dragons are very proud, and the face of Viserys alone was not enough, they needed more...
And Aegon... Jon's pen did not stop, and his thoughts unconsciously drifted here.
When Balerion was in Pentos, Jon had tried to get the little boy to know this huge black dragon.
However, it was clear that Aegon could not gain Balerion's approval either, but his attitude was not very bad.
Jon had been prepared for this, as Balerion already had a partner, which was Rhaegar's younger brother, the current king.
And not every Targaryen could gain the approval of a dragon.
However, even though Jon was prepared, he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.
And this disappointment was even more evident in young Aegon - the dragon did not recognize him.
Jon was lost in thought for a moment.
"Lord Jon."
"I'll leave first."
The leader of the internal affairs department, wrapped in a black robe, stood up and nodded slightly.
"Alright, good."
The man with grey-red hair also nodded.
Then, Ramsay, dressed in a black robe, turned and left Jon Connington's office.
Since Jon temporarily took over the military and political power of Pentos, Ramsay has been much busier than before, having to come to Jon's office every day to report on his work.
In fact, it's not just Ramsay. Everyone in the palace, and even the entire city of Pentos, from government officials and military leaders to ordinary soldiers and merchants, have become busier.
Jon Connington fully demonstrated his meticulous character, insisting on getting to the bottom of everything, no matter how big or small.
In handling government affairs, Jon might be more proficient than Viserys, and also more professional than the nominal Hand of the King, who has virtually relinquished power due to old age and injuries from the Battle of Dragonstone, Lord Joffrey.
When Viserys left Pentos, he handed the city over to Jon.
And now it seems that Jon is handling everything quite well.
Year 291 of Aegon's reign, June.
Time flies, the former Ghoyan Drohe, now Ghost Hill, has almost become a nightmare for the Dothraki near the Trident.
Two consecutive wars have hit a wall for the Dothraki who had been rampaging on the continent of Essos.
Even a bloody defeat, with two to three tens of thousands of Dothraki dying in the two wars, truly becoming a mass grave for the Dothraki.
After winning the war, Viserys allowed the soldiers to rest for a day.
He distributed the rewards brought by Oberyn, and then the army set off towards Pentos.
Two giant dragons flew in the sky, and on the ground was an endless Targaryen army.
They held high the banner of the three-headed dragon, wore black and red armor, and marched in orderly steps.
They formed a winding long snake, with cavalry riding on the sides of the team, shouting loudly.
And the slow and heavy supply carts followed in the middle and rear of the army, being protected by the army.
Ahead.
Pentos was not far away.
And the Dothraki had received news of the defeat on the other side a few days ago.
Immediately, Mago did not hesitate and led the remaining fifty thousand Dothraki warriors to retreat towards Meereen.
And the other two, Jhogo and Pono, surprisingly did not object.
Fifty thousand Dothraki facing twenty thousand regular Targaryen army in an open field battle, in theory, there should be no need to retreat.
However, the Dothraki have a natural fear of dragons, and the presence of dragons would scare their horses.
Therefore, the Dothraki felt that there was no chance of winning this battle, so they ran very cleanly.
And for the people of Pentos who had been besieged for a month and a half, when they saw the Dothraki outside the city start to dismantle their camps and prepare to retreat, they were all taken aback.
"Are the Dothraki trying to trick us?"
Jon Connington personally donned his armor and climbed the city walls to observe.
"Or has there been a change in the situation on His Majesty's side?"
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