Chapter 23

As the morning sun's twilight slowly penetrated the clouds, it sprinkled a touch of golden color on the mountains.

  On the blood-stained ground, unknown weeds greedily absorb the remains of the dead, trying to grow taller and stronger.

  A few vultures were circling in the sky, and couldn't wait to dive down to enjoy the feast.

  Although he didn't sleep all night, Samwell was still in good spirits and was directing his men to clean up the battlefield and place the prisoners.

  The battle was finally won, and it was a hearty victory!

  Samwell understood that this victory meant a lot to him.

  First of all, after the baptism of blood the batch of recruits he recruited are no longer just a display, but a powerful weapon that he can rely on.

  Secondly, he himself gained a lot of prestige because of this victory. Originally, he was a well-known trash among the nobles of the Reach , and no one thought highly of him except those recruits he recruited. But now, everyone looked at him with reverence and respect, and they really regarded him as a lord who expanded his territory.

  The most important thing is that after this battle, the new territory will no longer have to worry about being harassed by savages. At least in the vicinity of this valley, no savage tribe has the courage and ability to pose a threat to him.

  At this time, Todd came over, bowed to Samwell, and said:

  "My lord, the preliminary statistics of this battle have come out."

  After this victory, the knight from the Tyrell family was much more respectful towards Samwell.

  "How is the situation?"

"A total of 21 of our soldiers died unfortunately, and more than 30 people were seriously injured. However, we killed more than 230 savages and captured nearly a thousand people!"

This battle-tested illegitimate knight face was a little unbelievable.

  He has participated in many battles, but he has never seen such an exaggerated result, especially since he knows that the pioneer knight in front of him is only a group of recruits who are on the battlefield for the first time!

  Even if the opponent are only the wildling with poor equipment and poor organization, such a brilliant victory is enough to make this young knight enter the ranks of the best generals in the reach .

  The Tarly family are really rich in generals.

  At this moment, Todd no longer dared to associate Samwell with the name of trash. In his opinion, this was either a misunderstanding, or involved some dirty conspiracy within the Tarly family.

  "Well, let's properly tend to the wounded and honor the sacrificed soldiers. We'll also pay the pensions according to the standard I promised earlier. You can ask Gavin for the money."

"Yes, my lord."

 " Did you catch the wildling leader?"

  "Caught it. This attack was initiated by a nearby tribe named tiger tooth, organized by the three sons of the tribal chief, and they have all been captured."

"Okay, bring them here to see me."

  "Yes."

  Samwell waited until the three tiger tooth brothers were brought to him, he realized that one of them was the terrifying wild man who had posed a fatal threat to him on the battlefield the previous night.

  "We meet again." Samwell greeted with a smile, "What's your name?"

  "Cheka." Cheka gritted his teeth, spit out a few words from between his teeth, and stared at him with blood-red eyes , it seemed that he was going to rush to bite his throat if he got a chance .

  Naturally, Samwell would not be afraid of a defeated general, not to mention that the opponent's hands and feet were tied.

  "Cheka, do we have hatred? I have never hurt anyone in the tiger tooth tribe, but why are you attacking us?"

  Cheka snorted and said angrily:

  "Everywhere you go, the Reach people will occupy land and build cities, cut down forests, and hunt wild animals, but these are all gifts from the gods! You will destroy them, and you still ask why we attack you? "

  " These survival resources are not labeled. Why do you say that the gods give them to you exclusively? Why can't we jointly develop ?"

  " Hehe, since you won, this forest is naturally yours. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Kill if you want, none of the warriors of the tiger tooth tribe is afraid of death!"

  "Really?" Samwell looked at the three brothers who had no fear, and suddenly had a plan, "However, I didn't say I would kill You."

  "Aren't you going to kill us?" Cheka frowned and asked, "Are you going to make us your slaves?"

  Samwell shook his head again: "Slaving others is an offense to the Seven Gods and the laws of the kingdom also expressly forbid to keep slaves."

  "If you don't want us be slaves, will you let us go?" Chimu, the second child, couldn't help asking.

  Unexpectedly, Samwell nodded.

  "Hmph! Are you so kind?" Cheka obviously didn't believe it.

  "I didn't intend to be an enemy of the savages." Samwell said frankly, "It's just that you didn't gave me a chance to show friendship. As I said just now, the gift of nature is not something you can monopolize. As long as you are willing, It is absolutely possible to become a partner, a friend, or even a relative."

  "You reach nobles have always spoken nicely." Cheka said disdainfully, "But don't you just want us to surrender to you?"

  Samwell asked with a smile: "Isn't it natural to submit to the strong? Isn't that the case in your tribe?"

  Cheka was speechless after these words.

  Savages are indeed respected by the strong.

  But then he said in a muffled voice:

  "Only the patriarch of the tiger tooth tribe, our father, can decide whether to surrender to you."

  "So I want to see your father."

  "Okay, then let us go first, as well as our people."

  Samwell shook his head and said,

  "Your attack has caused us huge losses, so there must be corresponding compensation."

  " What? Compensation?"

  "The clansmen who were captured by us must stay and build the castle for me, and they can only leave after the completion." "

  " Isn't this just letting them be your slaves! You said just now that you won't keep slaves, you are really hypocritical nobles! " Cheka snorted softly.

  Samwell ignored him and continued:

  "And you must pay the price as punishment for instigating this fight."

  "What punishment?"

  "Hundreds of people died because of you, and the punishment must be equal, so Naturally, it is also death!"

  Cheka laughed: "So you still want to kill us, are you talking nonsense before?"

  Samwell shook his head again: "No, I will only spare two of you and kill the other one In order to express my sincerity in reconciling with the tiger tooth Tribe."

  The three brothers were stunned for a moment, and then asked almost at the same time:

  "Who do you want to kill?"

  Samwell smiled mockingly, and said:

  "Well, It is up to you to decide which one will atone for the sin."

  After Samwell finished speaking, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly become silent .

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