#381 - Chapter 115: The Spider's Fangs (Part 2)
#381 - Chapter 115: The Spider's Fangs (Part 2)
Suddenly attacked, Duke Mace struggled fiercely. This seemingly dull duke was not as weak as people imagined. After all, someone who could cultivate famous knights like Garlan and Loras would naturally not have poor physical qualities.
In a panic, the Duke punched, kicked, and scratched wildly, catching Varys off guard and landing several heavy blows, almost causing him to vomit blood. You must know that Varys had fought his way up from the streets when he was young. Although he had enjoyed wealth and glory for the past twenty years, he still retained that ruthlessness in his bones. In the struggle, Varys stabbed Duke Mace in the chest with a dagger, once, twice, three times... five times. He stabbed Duke Mace in the chest with force again, this time directly piercing the Duke's heart, killing him on the spot.
However, before his death, Duke Mace showed amazing tenacity. In extreme pain, he actually used his hand to tear Varys's face apart, even gouging out his left eyeball. This sudden change caught Varys off guard; he did not expect Duke Mace to be so difficult to deal with.
This unexpected serious injury completely disrupted Varys's original plan. Enduring the severe pain, he quickly left the Red Keep through the sewers. Before leaving, he ordered his 'little birds' to ignite the wildfire hidden beneath Visenya's Hill and Rhaenys' Hill. He could use wildfire to create chaos and then escape King's Landing in the confusion. But now, he was seriously injured and unable to command personally. Moreover, igniting wildfire was a huge risk and could easily affect himself.
Due to his severe injuries, Varys could no longer do much. He left King's Landing through a secret door under the city wall and boarded a Lysene merchant ship according to the previous plan. Here, he had his own men, including physicians, who could help him treat his wounds. Although this was not the best option, it was the only feasible one at the moment.
Varys lay quietly in the cabin, waiting silently. Time passed minute by minute, and the anxiety in his heart grew heavier and heavier. He didn't know if the wildfire had been ignited, nor did he know what was happening inside King's Landing. At this time, it had been almost three hours since Galon's army entered the city.
He waited and waited, but he never received the explosion he had expected. This made him feel very confused and uneasy. Could it be that his little birds had betrayed him? Or was there something wrong with the wildfire? All kinds of questions flooded his mind, making him unable to calm down.
After a long wait, Varys sighed helplessly: "It seems our plan has failed, the gods do not favor us." Varys said heavily, "Menaely, we can't wait any longer, go tell the captain to set sail!"
The female dwarf Menaely nodded, she understood that there were no other options now. She picked up the tray, turned and left the room, preparing to act according to Varys's instructions.
Varys took a deep breath, then reached out and slowly opened the cabin window. He quietly stared at King's Landing outside the window, a complex emotion湧上心头(涌上心头, this part is in Chinese, I will translate it) surging in his heart.
His original plan was to ignite the wildfire hidden in the cellar while Galon led his army to attack the Great Sept of Baelor, at the critical moment of the fierce battle between the two sides. Back then, Aerys II had ordered the pyromancers to place a large amount of wildfire in the cellar, and he was there at the time to witness it.
According to the pyromancers' estimates, once the wildfire was ignited, it would cause a devastating explosion, completely engulfing the area from Visenya's Hill to the Dragonpit, including the Street of the Silent Sisters, Flea Bottom, Silk Street, and Eel Alley.
In this way, not only the attacking army, but even Galon himself would most likely be buried in this disaster. Galon had a huge power overseas. If he unfortunately died here, then the forces under his control would inevitably fall into chaos, and the internal power struggle would cause it to fall apart. In this way, he and Illyrio would have the opportunity to win over some of them and transform them into a powerful boost for Aegon VI.
However, even if Galon was not burned to death by the wildfire, his relationship with the Iron Throne would inevitably break down after his army suffered heavy losses. In addition, the death of Duke Tyrell further exacerbated this situation, and the two sides would fall into a life-and-death battle.
More importantly, the Faith of the Seven would definitely fully support Tommen and Galon in a desperate fight, and even Daenerys behind Galon might be rejected. After all, the church's control over the people of the Seven Kingdoms is quite strong, and it can quickly raise a considerable army. In this way, their war with each other will consume a lot of their strength, and Storm's End will be able to take the opportunity to gain precious respite.
Varys waited a long time, but he never heard the expected explosion. He knew that this operation had failed, and those 'little birds' responsible for carrying out the mission could not approach the cellar where the wildfire was stored.
A look of determination appeared on Varys's face, and he decisively decided to evacuate, because the body might have been discovered in the Red Keep, and according to his experience, the enemy should soon be aware of their actions. He secretly regretted it, feeling that this operation was too亏了(亏了, this part is in Chinese, I will translate it), not only did he abandon the intelligence network that he had painstakingly built in King's Landing for many years, but he also lost one of his eyes. Although some backhands were left, they did not succeed, and the only achievement was Duke Mace.
Varys's guess was correct. Just as the merchant ship left Blackwater Bay, a visible commotion appeared on the Red Keep not far away. It could be clearly seen that the guards above were being mobilized abnormally. This large-scale mobilization would only occur when a major event occurred. Obviously, Mace Tyrell's death had raised the alarm. But now it was too late, Varys and his men had already left the port and sailed into the sea.
At this time, Liu Yuan slowly walked out of the dark alley. He was holding a rugby ball-shaped glass ball in his hand, inside which was a emerald green liquid that glowed. This liquid was the famous 'wildfire' on the continent, the means left by the Mad King Aerys II for a mutual destruction. This was the eleventh cellar, and the harvest was much less than expected. There were about 45,000 of those five-liter pottery pots, but even so, this was the Mad King's inventory for more than ten years.
Liu Yuan secretly calculated in his heart that he was going to transform these wildfires into a more terrifying weapon. In fact, he had collected some wildfire in his early years, and with this harvest, if all of it was invested in the battlefield of the Wall, it would bring a huge threat to the enemy.
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