"king of the narrow sea?" Gendry savored the title. While the king of the narrow sea might be appealing to others, he now aimed to be the sole king of the narrow sea, the Stepstones, the Disputed Lands, and the Triarchy.
"king of the narrow sea is not a new title!" Maester Qyburn said. "Kings of the Narrow Sea and the Stepstones have appeared many times throughout history!"
"This crown isn't so easily won. It would only be truly deserved after taking the Three Daughters."
"A rare opportunity!" Gendry thought. This was the perfect time, with the Triarchy of Lys, Myr, and Tyrosh dissolving, and the Ironborn and Dornish recovering from war wounds, unable to look eastward. This was a crucial window of opportunity; if he completely swallowed the Stepstones, he would seal off the sea lanes for Myr and Tyrosh.
Gendry looked at the pirates on the black ship. These pirates had once been Westerosi, Lyseni, Tyroshi, Myrish, but now their identity was simply pirate. The pirates knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, like lambs to the slaughter. But thinking of their past of plundering people and robbing travelers, no one would easily forgive them!
"Tell Harris, tell our fleet to split into two routes. One route will continue to patrol the Narrow Sea, blockading Bloodstone and Grey Gallows Island, and watch for support from the Lyseni fleet. The other team will immediately head to Myr Harbor. I have given the Myrish many chances!" Gendry issued the command.
Catapults could completely crush Myr, but for Gendry, that wouldn't be very meaningful. Too much violence would make the Myrish, and the Magisters and citizens of other city-states, unite against him. Besides, he also wanted a relatively intact craft city like Myr.
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
"And you!" Gendry looked at the surrendered pirates. "The time has come for you to pledge your loyalty to me. My fleet will attack Myr from the sea, and you will be the vanguard! You all make your living on the sea, so don't disappoint me. You will also have a share of the spoils."
It would be a waste to kill all these pirates; it would be better to make them serve some purpose by attacking Myr.
"We are willing to join the Wolf Pack Fleet!"
"We are willing to serve the Commander-in-Chief!"
The pirates looked at Gendry's deep, beautiful blue eyes, but no one dared to resist. The most defiant pirates had already been killed by the Butter-King and his Unsullied guards.
When the pirates heard these words, it was like a rollercoaster. It seemed that even if there was a way out, it would involve stepping into multiple difficulties. But compared to being hanged or thrown into the sea, these pirates were still willing to take a chance... Myr, the artisan city adorned and built with white marble, was now in a state of panic.
"Myr is about to fall!" many Magisters wailed. Most of the Myrish Magisters, slavers, and noble class had already entrenched themselves in the inner city. They no longer trusted the common Myrish people and Myrish slaves in the outer city. This was also to escape the increasingly severe slave revolts in Myr. The Myr City Watch had become practically powerless.
Many of Myr's Magisters could only rely on their citizen militia and hired Mercenaries. Some more astute Myrish Magisters had already fled to Pentos or Lys with their families and wealth.
"Bloodbeard is dead! The Bastard of the Titan is dead!"
"Cat's Company is annihilated, Spear Company has defected! Windblown dares not take contracts, Golden Company is unwilling to take contracts!"
The Myrish Magisters received nothing but bad news. Ever since the bodies of Bloodbeard, the Bastard of the Titan, and the Dead Magister were sent back to Myr, the Myrish Magisters had often been in a state of collapse and helplessness. They were afraid, afraid of meeting such a fate. They were panicked, panicked that there would be no strong military force left. The Myrish were willing to pay, but the Golden Company, the only one capable of fighting, chose to play dead, seemingly having joined forces with the Wolf Pack Company.
Standing on the city walls, the Myrish could see the imposing sight of the "Wolf Pack's Three Whores" to the east of the city. These three giant catapults were originally intended to attack the Wolf Pack, but unexpectedly, they became weapons to attack Myr. A section of the Valyrian Road extended from Myr, and the catapults were placed on the road.
Surrounding the "Wolf Pack's Three Whores" was the Free Army's tightly organized camp, with a neat and orderly layout. Trenches were dug around the camp, filled with sharp wooden stakes, and inside the camp, tents were arranged in rows, leaving wide paths. Banners flew high on long poles around the camp, the Free Army's banners, and taxi soldiers in armor, holding Longspears and crossbows, patrolled around the camp. Some Free Army taxi soldiers also patrolled the other two sides of Myr.
"Myr is surrounded on three sides!" This was the message understood by all Myrish. The Wolf Pack and the Free Army had taken the Disputed Lands, and all of Myr's vassal towns and estates. Transport ships from the sea to Myr were also decreasing, and the Myrish had to face the pain of siege and grain shortages. Myrish slavers prayed for help from the Tyroshi, Lyseni, Pentoshi, and even the Volantenes, but hope never arrived.
"At sea!" "There's a fleet at sea!"
"Our reinforcements have arrived!" Myrish Lookouts saw black dots appearing on the sea, and the outlines of the fleet slowly emerged. These warships were smaller than usual warships, and varied in size.
The Myrish wept with joy, thinking that their pleas for help over the past days had finally yielded results. The Myrish had sought help from all directions: Tyrosh, Lys, Volantis, and even Pentos and Volantis.
At first, the Myrish cheered excitedly, but gradually, the Myrish slavers began to feel fear, as if seeing Others appear in Myr. The fleet's banners were not what they expected; they were not the three-headed god of Tyrosh, the goddess of love of Lys, nor the tiger of Volantis. The fleet's banners were the grey-white Wolf Pack, the banner of the Free Army with broken shackles.
"Tyroshi, what are the Tyroshi doing!"
"The Wolf Pack's fleet evaded the Tyroshi patrols. They must have occupied the Stepstones, or Tyrosh has already surrendered."
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The sound of horns echoed again from the Free Army's large camp outside the city. The catapults attacked Myr's defenses less frequently, and more often launched propaganda leaflets.
"Long live the Free Army!" "Long live the Free Army!" A thunderous roar came from outside Myr, as Free Army soldiers, led by Steel Fist and Grey Wolf, rushed out of their tents. The catapults began to operate, as if delivering a final judgment on Myr's fate.
The Wolf Pack Company's taxi soldiers launched a combined attack on the Myrish, both from land and sea.
Gendry's ship entered the harbor smoothly. In the calm Myr Bay, few Myrish warships dared to rush out of the docks, and those that did were overwhelmed and destroyed. This was because Myrish warships also used many slaves, and their combat effectiveness could no longer be trusted. Apart from those warships that fled under the guise of seeking reinforcements, all other Myrish warships were captured by Gendry's Wolf Pack Fleet.
"Beautiful warships, my grand fleet is finally taking shape!" Gendry looked at the Myrish warship fleet, now under control at the docks. The scale of the Myrish warships was, after all, something his ragtag fleet couldn't match in quality. But no matter what, he now had a more magnificent fleet.
Myr seemed to boil over. Slaves, amidst the clamor, overturned the old order, ushering in a larger uprising. Some slaves took up arms and began to assault the Myr City Watch, retaliating against the Myrish slavers who had oppressed them.
With the help of the slaves, some of Myr's city gates were even opened directly.
"The inner city has fallen!"
"The inner city has fallen! The Second Sons opened the gates."
There was an even more explosive piece of news: the Second Sons had defected again, this time helping the Wolf Pack Company open the gates of Myr's inner city.
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