Chapter 179

Chapter 179

  The west-slanting sun casted a dim light.

  Samwell and his party have out of Sandstone City, and an endless sea of sand spread out in front of them.

  The world became dim and monotonous again.

  Samwell slowed down his horse and began to count the number of people.

  From the original two hundred cavalry, there were only one hundred and forty cavalry left, which shows that the loss was not small.

  However, the results obtained were quite brilliant, and the task of harassment has been overfulfilled.

  They not only harassed the Qorgyle family's logistics and transportation routes, but directly took the other party's hometown, and burned all the food and supplies. Now Earl Quentyn Qorgyle may be in a bad situation.

  Now, he needs to borrow food and supplies from other lords.

  Oh yes, the heir of the Qorgyle family is all dead. I wonder whether Earl Quentin, consumed by anger, will choose to recall his army and return to haunt Samwell, the accused murderer.

  The cavalry team went all the way north, away from Sandstone City, and found a village with a water source to rest.

  Out of self-confidence, Samwell allowed the soldiers to light a fire, eat some hot food, and drink some wine-

  of course, they could not get drunk.

  After these victories, Samwell believed that the Dornish people around Sandstone City should have no courage to trouble them again unless Earl Quentyn led the army back.

  Therefore, he can relax a little bit and let the soldiers adjust their tense emotions.

  Dickon Tarly was roasting the leg of lamb over the campfire and kept asking his brother how to use the powerful flaming sword.

  Samwell didn't know how to answer this kind of question, so he could only make it up.

  Fortunately, Dickon was easy to fool, he believed everything Samwell said.

  When the lamb leg began to drip, Dickon sprinkled it with spices he had scavenged from the Qorgyle castle and sent it graciously to his brother.

  Samwell took a bite, it was hot and fragrant, full of strength, so he gave his brother a thumbs up in satisfaction.

  While eating, he saw Obara Sand staring at him.

  "What? you hungry?" Samwell teased the prince's illegitimate daughter, "But the captives will be the last to eat, don't worry I will leave a few bones for you to chew on."

  Obaya ignored his teasing, just stared at the giant sword behind the man and:

  "[Dawn] actually recognized you as the master, this is really..."

  "What is it really?" Samwell asked with a smile.

  It took a while for Obaya to squeeze out a few words: "The gods are wrong!"

  Samwell laughed loudly: "You are a mere mortal, and you start to question the gods."

  "Or it is the devil's trick! "Obara said bitterly, "That's right, you used the power of the devil to master that sword. You are the son of the devil! " being insulted.

  Samwell was not angry, he raised his hand to stop his excited younger brother, and said with a smile,

  "Lady Obara, your logic appears quite perplexing. I find it rather curious that if I were to follow in the footsteps of the Dayne family and wield the legendary blade known as "Dawn" as the "Sword of Morning," it would suddenly render me a child of the devil. Does this imply that merely opposing the Dornish people automatically deems one as evil, even if I were to employ the very same weapon, or even more skillfully than you people ?"

Obara snorted softly, turned her head away, and did not want to talk to the man again.

  Samwell didn't bother to pay attention to her, and only threw a few bones to Obara after everyone finished eating.

  The prince's illegitimate daughter actually gnawed at the bits of meat on the bone, she wasn't squeamish at all.

  After arranging the manpower for the night, Lucas Dayne found Samwell and asked:

  "My lord, what's your next plan ?"

  Samwell was lying lazily halfway by the campfire, lost in thought.

  What to do next is indeed a good question.

  His harassing task this time has been overfulfilled, and it is impossible for the Qorgyle family to send a supply convoy, so there is no need for them to harass again.

  As for Sandstone City, since it cannot be occupied and all the good things inside have been searched, it is of little value to Samwell for the time being.

  In that case, is it possible to go to other places?

  To the west of Sandstone City is the direction they came from, to the south is the Summer Sea, and to the east is Hellholt, which is the territory of the Uller family.

  Why can't I try to breach the Hellholt too?

Samwell licked his lips, a little moved.

  But soon, he dismissed the idea.

  He was able to capture Sandstone City this time, in fact, there were many coincidence factors in it, especially thanks to the divine assistance of the illegitimate daughter of the "Red Viper", but even so, the soldiers under him suffered heavy losses.

  It would be very dangerous if he tried to attack the Hellholt again.

  What's more, Samwell remembered that Meraxes, one of the three dragons of "Conqueror" Aegon Targaryen, died in Hellholt.

  The ballista on the wall just hit the dragon's most vulnerable eye, causing it to fall to its death.

  Such a ballista, Samwell didn't want to be in crosshair.

  Still, have to be steady!

  Samwell recalled his principles of warfare.

  If not east, the only option left is to go north.

  To the north of Sandstone City is Skyreach City.

  Skyreach City is the southern gate of the Prince's Pass, and it is also the place where the first army under the Iron Throne must pass.

  Calculating the time, the first army should have started attacking Skyreach long ago, and it might have already been captured.

  If that is the case, why not go to Skyreach City to have a look, maybe I can join the first army.

  Thinking of this, Samwell raised his head and said,

  "Let's go to Skyreach City."

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  Skyreach city.

  Earl Quentyn Qorgyle was circling the room anxiously.

  It wasn't until Prince Oberyn the "Red Viper" walked in that he hurriedly went up to him and said,

  "Prince Oberyn! I just got the news that a Reach cavalry captured Sandstone City, and they killed my eldest son! I'm sorry. , but I must go back, I must go back!"

  Prince Oberyn did not speak, but picked up the jug on the table and poured two glasses of red wine, and handed one of them to Earl Quentyn.

  But, Earl Quentin wasn't in the mood to drink. He took the glass and kept talking:

  "Prince Oberyn! I can leave half of the army for you, but I must take the other half back !"

  "Quentyn ." Prince Oberyn took a sip of his wine and said unhurriedly, "The real Reach army is outside the city, not in Sandstone City. I can understand your grief, But please think about it, is it possible to occupy Sandstone City with just a few hundred cavalry?"

  "Then do I have to watch them wreak havoc in my territory? And my son Gulian, I will avenge him "

  "Of course you want revenge, this is your right. But not now. If I agree to your withdrawal now, what will the other lords think? There are also enemy cavalry raiding their territory. If they all come to ask me to Withdraw their troops, then what about Skyreach city?

  Once the Iron Throne's army breaks through the Prince's Pass and enters the hinterland of Dorne, will your castle will truly be unscathed.

  So, you can't leave, and your army can't leave either."

  Earl Quentyn clenched his wine glass tightly with both hands, obviously very upset.

  Before he could speak again, Prince Oberyn put his hands on his shoulders and said again:

  "Quentin, we grew up together, Sandstone City is my second home, and now I know that she fell into the hands of the Reach people, don't I feel sad? Besides, you should also know that my daughter Obara is also in Sandstone City now, and I don't know if she is alive or dead.

I am as anxious as you, but our real enemy is here, and we cannot defend her. If you leave Skyreach city, the entire western part of Dorne will be exposed to the Iron Throne, don't you understand this truth?"

  " I understand..." Earl Quentyn said in a difficult tone.

  "You also have a son. I remember his name is Arron, right?"

  "Yes."

  "Let him be my squire, follow me, and I will teach him how to kill, how to lead an army, how to be a qualified lord. When he becomes an adult, I will personally make him a knight."

  Earl Quentyn's eyes flickered, and after a moment of contemplation, he finally drank the wine in his glass and said,

  "Okay! Oberyn, I will give you my last son!"

  Prince Oberyn showed a satisfied smile and was about to say something more when he heard a knock on the door.

  "What's the matter?"

  The guard shouted and reported outside the door:

  "Prince Oberyn! The army of the Iron Throne has begun to attack! "

  Skyreach city is the key road leading to Dorne from the Bay, so it is no longer just a city, but a military fortress.

  It stands high above the crimson mountain range and is integrated with the rolling hills, like a huge eagle with its wings spread out, looking down at the vast land around it.

  Its majesty is not something anyone dares to offend easily.

  Since the birth of Skyreach City, countless warriors have fallen under it. Their courage, faith and blood have been continuously poured on its tall city wall, making it more indestructible.

  Now, this Dorne city has finally ushered in another challenger.

  "In three days, I will conquer it!" King Joffrey stood under the city in high spirits and declared confidently.

  "No one can capture Skyreach City within three days, not even Aegon Targaryen who owned a dragon." Duke Eddard reminded blankly.

  "That's how stupid he is!" Joffrey drew out his long sword, waved it in the air, and ordered, "Attack! Attack!"

Then the dull sound of horns sounded, and the siege battle finally kicked off.

  The densely packed soldiers of the First Route Army launched a charge against the arrows, rolling stones, and hot oil that fell like torrential rain from the top of the city.

  The sounds of fighting, screams and shouts suddenly became the main theme between heaven and earth.

  Blood flowing lives disappearing, this siege has entered the cruelest and bloodiest stage from the very beginning.

  Although they have just experienced the siege of Kingsgrave, compared with the current fierce battle situation, that battle was simply a small fight.

  After watching for a while, Queen Cersei felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach, so she took her son's arm and said,

  "Your Majesty, let's go back to the camp. Anyway, this battle won't be over for a while."

  "No!" Joffrey rejected his mother, his eyes flashed with tyrannical and excited light, "I want to watch my army capture it with my own eyes! Quick, quick! Kill them! Kill them for this king !"

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