Chapter 84

Chapter 84 Counterattack

  "... The situation is somewhat like this."

  On the pier, Earl Randyll Tarly listened to Samwell's narration quietly, and stood motionless for a long while under the setting sun.

  Every time he hears rumors about his abandoned son's achievements in the past six months, he feels both surprised and relieved.

  But this time, his mood could no longer be described as surprise.

  If his fleet hadn't arrived at Eagle island yesterday, saw the scorched earth there with his own eyes, and asked those who witnessed the battle, Randyll would have felt that his son was lying to him.

  Yet it is true.

  His own son actually defeated the elite army of the Dayne family, and even led the army to the land of Dorne.

  What an honor!

  This made Earl Randyll more and more convinced that he had made the right decision to expel the eldest son. If not, how could he stimulate the hunter blood hidden in his body and force him to become a real Tarly?

Of course, his surname is no longer Tarly now .

  But it doesn't matter.

  In Earl Randyll's view, a Caesar who can expand his territory is far better than a cowardly and incompetent Tarly.

  What's more, the Caesar family is after all a branch branched off from the Tarly family. Even if this blood connection will become weaker in the future, it cannot be completely eliminated after all.

  "You did a good job."

  After a long time, Randyll finally spoke, with an extremely firm tone.

  Samwell was stunned upon hearing this.

  He suddenly realized that he seemed to be hearing his father's praise for the first time.

  Searching through the memory of the original owner, he has never heard such words.

  Never once.

  He doesn't know if he was affected by the remaining emotions of the original owner, but Samwell felt excited for a while.

  But soon, he restrained himself and warned himself not to forget the cold-blooded side of this father in front of him.

  Of course, grievances should be clearly defined.

  Now Samwell has also seen that the Tyrell family may not support him. That Lady Olenna must have other plans, or she doesn't want to have a conflict with Dorne at this time, and she is probably ready to give up Eagle island.

  Without the support of the Tarly family, he would definitely suffer a heavy loss this time, and even return to the state of having nothing.

  Therefore, the kindness that Earl Randyll came to support, he will definitely repay in the future.

  While pondering, Earl Randyll said again: "There is also that Maester Qyburn, he is capable person. I didn't expect the Hightower family to value you so much. Remember to make good use of him."

"Maester Qyburn is indeed a man with ability." Samwell explained with a smile, "But he was not sent by the Hightower family, but he just happened to be expelled from the citadel when I met him."

  "Ohhh ,Really?" Earl Randyll said with a sneering smile, "Is there really such a coincidence?"

  Samwell was stunned.

  He suddenly realized that the timing of the appearance of Maester Qyburn was indeed too coincidental!

  Although in the original book, this person would indeed be kicked out of the academy for conducting unethical experiments, how could he be kicked out just when he needed a Maester ?

  He was still expelled when he went to the "crazy maid" Malora to consult about silver mining, as if they were afraid that he would not meet this person.

  Leyton Hightower!

  Samwell was taken aback, and finally realized that this was probably the arrangement of the old earl of the High tower.

  He thought he was very careful, but he didn't expect to fall into the schemes of one big boss after another...

  "Don't worry too much." Earl Randyll said, "The Hightower family may not have any malicious intentions towards you."

  "I see, father." Samwell put his mind away and nodded.

  At the same time, he also put away some of the pride he had always had as a time traveler, not daring to underestimate any big boss in this world.

  Well, this one in front of him is also a big shot, especially on the battlefield.

  Samwell realized that this was really a rare and good opportunity to learn from the famous general of Reach.

  The set of "military theories" he created by himself is fine for bullying savages, and sometimes a flash of inspiration can defeat a powerful enemy, but he also knows that he still lacks a lot, let alone commanding thousands or even Tens of thousands of people who have experience in large-scale combat.

  And the one in front of him is the top military general in the Reach, and even in the entire Westeros continent.

  "What should we do next? What's your opinion?" Earl Randyll asked after observing the battlefield.

  It seems that he wants to personally test this son who has undergone earth-shaking changes.

  "Father, I've been thinking about ways to break this situation these days." Samwell tried hard to clear his mind, and wanted his father to point out whether his plan was feasible, "Princess Arianne summoned nearly 20,000 troops to block us on this pier, although it is difficult for them to attack in, we can't fight out either. The narrow mountain road ahead not only restricts the Dornish people, but also becomes a cage for us Reach soldiers . Therefore, we must open up a new battlefield! "

  Earl Randyll acknowledged , and he asked, "How to open up a new battlefield?"

  "I have observed in the past few days, and found that among the Dornish troops who came to support, High hermitage City has the largest troops, with 3,000 troops. And they are all elite!"

  "Are you sure?" Earl Randyll seemed to have understood Samwell's intention, and immediately asked.

  "Absolutely !" Samwell nodded seriously.

  Earl Randyll stared into his son's eyes, as if he wanted to confirm the accuracy of the information in this way.

  And Samwell naturally looked at him without fear.

  This was what he saw through the falcon's eyes, clearly and truly.

  After a while, Earl Randyll said again:

  "You want to go upstream along the Torentine River to attack High Hermitage City?"

  "That's right!" Samwell looked at Earl Randyll in surprise.

  As expected of a famous general in Reach, he immediately guessed his real purpose as soon as he stated.

  Samwell can only be thankful that Earl Randyll is on his side, otherwise, this kind of opponent who can always predict the enemy's opportunity is the most troublesome.

  "This is indeed a good idea." Earl Randyll nodded approvingly, "The limit of the number of troops that can be mobilized in Starfall City is almost the same, so the city must be extremely empty now."

Samwell smiled and said: "Starfall City's blood of the Dayne family has withered, and Hugh Hermitage city , as a branch, can't sit still. It must have mobilized to fight for success, so that it can inherit Starfall City in the future."

"Yes. It seems that you have made great progress these days ." Earl Randyll looked at his son with softer eyes.

  "Father, you are flattering me." Samwell said modestly, and then said, "Since you agree with this plan, shall we divide our troops to attack High hermitage City tomorrow?"

Earl Randyll shook his head slowly: "No hurry. Wait a few more days "

  Sam Well suddenly didn't understand: "Why?"

  "When we left, I had already sent your brother to Brightwater Keep for help. If the Florent family is willing to send troops, they should arrive in a few days."

  When Samwell heard this ,he immediately beamed with joy.

  His mother is the daughter of Earl Alester Florent. With this blood relationship, Brightwater Keep may indeed send troops to support him.

  It seems that family is still reliable.

  Samwell made the same exclamation again.

  This also gave him a deeper understanding of why the nobles of this world value marriage so much.

  This kind of blood connection is indeed the best way to form an alliance.

  Think about the Tyrell family in Highgarden. Their strength does not actually occupy an absolute advantage in the Reach, but after marrying the Redwyne family and the Hightower family, the Duke Mace, the "The almighty lord ", They can all sit firmly on the throne of as Duke of Recah and the guardian of the southern border.

  "Okay, then we wait a few more days. Father, you must be very tired after traveling all the way, why don't you go to bed earlier tonight."

  "No." Earl Randyll shook his head again and pointed to the mountain road ahead, "The ridge over there all the way to the front is your lost line of defense, right?"

  "Yes."

  "Since I'm here, of course I have to take them back, otherwise it will be too crowded here."

  Samwell was stunned for a moment before he was Said: "There is no need to be in a hurry. Besides, aren't your soldiers tired after traveling all the way?"

  Earl Randyll mouth slightly turned up: "No. We arrived at Eagle Island yesterday and rested there for Overnight, the soldiers have almost recovered. Moreover, the Dornish people must not have thought that we would launch a counterattack at this time."

  Samwell finally understood now.

  It was almost dusk, and the Dornishmen were typically prepared to withdraw their troops and return to camp by this time, as it was the most slack period. They would not expect a counterattack as soon as the reinforcements from the river bend arrived.

  "The most important ability on the battlefield..." Earl Randyll taught his son earnestly, "It is to discover and grasp the weak opportunity in a battle . "

  Princess Arianne has just appeased the hearts of the people, and is entertaining the knights with the meat of the poor camel.   There were laughter and relaxed atmosphere in the tent . The morale, which had been slightly lowered by the news of the arrival of the reinforcements at the reach, recovered again.

After all, the Dorne army still has the upper hand in terms of numbers.

  Just as everyone was discussing how to attack tomorrow and how to suppress the Ego of the Reach people, the messengers rushed in in a panic.

Princess Arianne frowned, and asked with some displeasure: "What's the matter ? "

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