“…… That's probably the case. ”

On the docks, Earl Randolph Tully listened quietly to Samwell's story, and stood still in the sunset.

Although he has heard a lot of rumors about this son who was abandoned by himself in the past six months, he will feel surprised and relieved every time.

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

Had it not been for the fact that the fleet had arrived at Hawksbill Island yesterday, seen the scorched earth there with his own eyes, and asked those who had witnessed the battle, Count Landau would have felt that his son was lying to him.

But that's exactly what happened.

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

What a glory!

This made Earl Landau more and more convinced that his decision to expel his eldest son was the right one in the first place, and if it wasn't, how could he stimulate the hunter bloodline lurking in him and force him to become a real Tully?

Of course, he is no longer surnamed Tully.

But it doesn't matter.

In the eyes of Count Landau, a Caesar who can expand his territory is far better than a cowardly and incompetent Tully.

What's more, after all, the Caesar family is a branch of the Tully family, and even if this blood connection will become weaker and weaker in the future, it cannot be completely eliminated after all.

"You're doing a great job."

After a long time, Count Landau finally spoke, and his tone was extremely embarrassed.

Samwell was stunned.

He suddenly realized that it seemed that he had heard his father's praise for the first time.

Searching the memories of the original owner, he had never heard anything like it.

Never.

I don't know if it was affected by the residual emotions of the original owner, Samwell was a little excited for a while.

But soon, he reined in his mind and warned himself not to forget the cold-blooded side of the cheap father in front of him.

Of course, grievances should be clear.

Samwell had now seen that the Tyrells might not support him, and that Lady Olenna should have other plans, or she didn't want to conflict with Dorne at this time, and was ready to give up Hawksbill Island.

Without the support of the Tully family, he would have lost a lot this time, and even returned to a state of nothing.

Therefore, he will definitely repay the kindness that Count Landau came to support.

While pondering, I heard Count Landau say again: "And that Bachelor of Coben is a capable person, I didn't expect the Hightower family to value you so much, you remember to use him well." ”

"Bachelor Coben is indeed a capable person." Samwell explained with a smile, "But he wasn't sent by the Hightowers, but he happened to be expelled from the school city and I ran into him. ”

"Really?" A sneering smile appeared on the corner of Earl Landau's mouth, "Is there such a coincidence? ”

Samwell was stunned.

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

Although in the original book, this person was indeed expelled from the school city for conducting immoral experiments, how could he be kicked out just when he needed a bachelor's degree?

Or was expelled when he went to consult with the "mad girl" Moroya about silver mining, as if he was afraid that he would not meet this person.

Leighton Hightower!

Samwell was shocked, and finally understood that this was probably the arrangement of the old earl of the towering tower.

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

"Don't worry too much." Earl Landau comforted, "The Hightower family may not have malicious intentions towards you. ”

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

At the same time, he also put away the pride he had always had as a traverser, and he didn't dare to despise any of the bigwigs in this world anymore.

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

Samwell realised that this was a rare opportunity to learn from the best of the world.

The set of "military theories" he concocted by himself was okay to bully and bully savages, and sometimes a sparkling strategy could defeat a powerful enemy, but he also knew that he still lacked a lot of things, and he had no experience in commanding thousands or even tens of thousands of people in large-scale operations.

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

"What's next? What is your opinion? Count Landau asked after observing the battlefield.

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

"Father, I've really been thinking about ways to break the game these days." Samwell tried to clear his mind and asked his father to show him if his plan was feasible, "Princess Aleen has gathered nearly 20,000 troops to block us on this dock, and although it will be difficult for them to get in, we will not be able to get out. The narrow mountain path ahead not only confined the Dorn, but also became a cage for us riverwanes.

So, we must open up new battlefields! ”

Earl Landau's eyes flashed, and he asked, "How to open up a new battlefield?" ”

"In the past few days, I have observed and found that among the Dorne troops who came to support, the strength of Gaoyin City is the strongest, there are actually 3,000 people, and all of them are elite!"

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

"Sure!" Samwell nodded earnestly.

Count Landau stared at his son's eyes with burning eyes, as if he wanted to confirm the accuracy of the information in this way.

Samwell, of course, looked at him without fear.

This was what he saw through the eyes of a falcon, and it was clear, real.

After a moment, Count Landau spoke again:

"You want to go up the turbulent river and attack Gaoyin City, right?"

"That's right!" Samwell looked at Earl Landau with some surprise.

is worthy of being a famous general in Hewan, as soon as he got up, the other party immediately guessed his true purpose.

Samwell could only be glad that Earl Landau was on his side, otherwise, this kind of opponent who could always anticipate the enemy's opportunity would be the most troublesome.

"It's a really good idea." Earl Lan Dao nodded approvingly, "The limit of the number of troops that Gao Yin City can mobilize is almost this number, so the city must be extremely empty now." ”

Samwell smiled and said, "The bloodline of the Dane family in Starfall City is withering, where can Gao Yin City, as a branch, still be able to sit still, and he will definitely go out to fight for merit, so that he can inherit Starfall City in the future." ”

"Not bad. It seems that you have really grown a lot these days. Earl Landau's eyes softened as he looked at his son.

"Father, you've won the prize." Samwell said modestly, and then said, "Since you agree to this plan, then we will divide our troops to attack Gao Yin City tomorrow?" ”

Count Landau shook his head slowly: "No hurry." Wait a few more days. ”

Samwell suddenly didn't understand: "Why? ”

"When I left, I had already sent your brother to Liangshui City to ask for help. If the Florentine family is willing to send troops, it should be there in a few days. ”

Samwell was overjoyed when he heard this.

His mother is the daughter of Count Allister Florent, and with this blood relationship, Brightwater City may indeed send troops to support.

It seems that his family can still be relied on.

Samwell exclaimed the same thing again.

This also made him more deeply understand why the nobles of this world attach so much importance to marriage.

This blood tie is indeed the best means of forming an alliance.

Think about the Tyrells family in the High Court, their strength does not actually occupy an absolute advantage in the Riverlands, but after marrying the Redwin family and the Hightower family, the Duke of Mace, the "Inflatable Fish Lord", can firmly sit on the throne of the governor of the riverbend and the guardian of the south.

"Okay, then wait a few more days. Father, you must be tired from all the way, why don't you rest early tonight. ”

"Nope." Earl Landau shook his head again, raised his hand and pointed to the mountain path ahead, "The ridge that goes up 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's too crowded here."

Samwell was stunned for a moment before he wondered, "Then you don't have to rush it?" Besides, your soldiers must be tired all the way, right? ”

The corners of Earl Landau's mouth turned up slightly: "No." We arrived at Hawksbill Island yesterday, where we rested for a day and a night, and the soldiers were almost recovered. Moreover, the Dornites certainly did not expect that we would launch a counteroffensive at this time. ”

Samwell finally understood.

It was close to dusk, and the Dorns were usually ready to collect their troops and return to camp by this time, which was the most lax, and they really did not expect the arrival of reinforcements from the river bend to launch a counterattack without any rest.

"The most important ability on the battlefield ......," Count Landau taught his son earnestly, "is to discover and grasp the warplane." ”

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Camp Dorne.

Princess Arlene had just been reassured, and was entertaining the knights with the flesh of the poor camel.

There was laughter and laughter in the tent, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

The morale, which had been slightly depressed by the arrival of reinforcements from the river, was restored to its original state.

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

Just as everyone was discussing how to attack tomorrow and how to suppress the arrogance of the Hewan people, the herald ran in in a panic.

Princess Arrene frowned, and asked with some displeasure, "What's the matter?" ”

"Your Highness, it's not good, the Hewan people have suddenly launched a counterattack!"

"What?"

Alianen snorted, and the camel meat on her plate suddenly knocked over the ground.