The sun rose as usual, shining on the blue sea, on the dark yellow sandstone, and on the blood-stained mountain paths.

After a surprise counterattack last night, the Riverbones recaptured the ridge.

On the mountain road, which was not wide, wooden fences and trenches were erected overnight, waiting for the Dornes to attack again.

On the other hand, on Dorne's side, the fruits of many days of hard work were lost, and morale inevitably suffered a serious blow.

Coupled with the fact that reinforcements from Riverbend had arrived, many Dorne soldiers began to feel that there was no hope of conquering the dock in front of them.

Fortunately, Princess Aleen had just unified the understanding of the middle and high-level of the army, and made an oath, so no one dared to withdraw lightly.

But even so, she also knew that if she didn't do something, the morale of the army would continue to be low, and the dock in front of her would probably become a fortress that could never be conquered.

And if it continues like this, it is obviously not good for Dorne.

After all, they are the attacking side, and the losses are greater.

What's more, Riverbend is already richer than Dorne, and if it really turns into a protracted war of attrition, Dorn will be dragged down sooner or later.

It's a must!

Princess Arlene's gaze slowly swept over the faces of the knights in front of her, and finally rested on Geralt Dayne in High Hidden City.

"Sir Geralt, please take the lead in the attack today!"

"Yes! Your Highness! Geralt replied loudly without hesitation.

"Sir Ulric, please take charge of the second round of attack."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

"Sir Penrose, you are in charge of the third round."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

……

After arranging the order of attack, the knights were about to take the order to leave, but they didn't expect Princess Arrene to speak again and speak amazingly:

"Everyone, please take turns attacking in this order, day and night! Until we drive the Riverbends out of our territory once and for all! ”

"Day and night?" Someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Your Highness, do you want to continue the attack at night?" ”

"That's right!" Princess Arlene's tone was as hard as the sand of Dorne, "We can't give the Rivermen any respite!" ”

"But ......"

"This is my final decision!" Princess Arrene didn't wait for the man to finish speaking before she interrupted forcefully, "Have you forgotten your previous oath so quickly?" ”

At this time, Geralt Dane stepped forward and said loudly:

"I support His Highness's decision!"

Immediately, the knights of the Uller family also echoed loudly:

"We support His Highness's decision!"

Then came the knights of House Bramont......

Seeing that more and more knights were on the side of Princess Dorne, the few remaining who had opinions also closed their mouths and did not dare to say more.

"Good!" Princess Arrene drew her blood-stained sword and commanded like a queen, "My knights, prove your prowess with the blood of your enemies!" Show your glory with a glorious victory! ”

"For the sake of His Highness Alene!" Geralt Dayne was the first to draw his sword and roared hoarsely.

The rest of the people also responded:

"For the sake of His Highness Alene!"

"For the sake of His Highness Alene!"

……

The drums of war rang out, and the Dornes attacked again.

And this time, they are even more menacing.

However, the Riverbend people responded more calmly due to the reinforcements and the famous general Randolph Tully in command.

The brutal fighting lasted from daylight until dusk, but even after dark, the Dornish continued to attack with torches.

Samwell stood behind the fence and watched the Dorne soldiers in the firelight come one after another, and couldn't help but sigh:

"These Dornes are crazy."

"The beast before death is the craziest of all." The Earl of Landau was dismissive of this.

Samwell is not as confident as his father, and night battles are always the most prone to accidents, and in the first battle with the wild people in Hawksbill Island, the first warrior of Huya almost killed him.

"The commander on the other side is Arrene Martell?" Earl Landau asked.

"Yes."

"I didn't expect that Doran Martell, who is so good at forbearance, would give birth to such a daughter with a fiery nature." An inexplicable smile tugged at the corner of Earl Landau's mouth, "The gods always like to mock the world in this way. ”

Samwell couldn't help but glance at his father, he always felt that Count Landau had something to say.

"If there is no one on the other side to stop that girl, then this war, Dorne has already lost." Count Landau's tone revealed a strong confidence.

"Father, it's the Dornites who are pressing us now." Samwell was not so confident, "Even if there are reinforcements from Bright Water City in the future, our strength is far inferior to that of the Dorn." ”

"When will you win with more people?" Earl Landau pursed his lips disdainfully.

Looking back and seeing that his son seemed to be hesitant, Count Landau explained:

"She forsaken the most powerful tactics of the Dorn, and instead fought in the way she was least adept. Hehe, it's really self-defeating. ”

With that, Count Landau turned and left.

Samwell pondered his father's words, and finally came back to his senses.

Indeed, a frontal assault is really the least good way for the Dornés to fight.

The real strength of the Dornites lies in harassing the guerrillas.

Aegon Targaryen the Conqueror conquered the Six Kingdoms with a dragon, but he was the only one in Dorne, because are the Dornians really strong enough to resist the dragon?

Of course not.

The dragon's flames had reduced almost all of Dorne's cities to ashes, but the Dornians never confronted the dragons head-on, but hid in the vast deserts, mountains, and forests, constantly attacking and harassing, and after nine years of stubborn struggle, the Targaryens finally had no choice but to withdraw their troops.

This is what is truly terrifying about the people of Dorne.

Like poisonous snakes in the desert, they are stealthy and dangerous, always delivering a fatal blow when their enemies are at their most slack.

And now, under the command of Princess Arlene, they charged like a pack of mad dogs.

Thinking of this, Samwell completely relaxed, turned around to follow his father's footsteps, and decided to go back to rest.

……

Over the next few days, the Dorn's non-stop assault day and night was indeed fruitful, successfully overcoming more than a dozen of the Riverwanes' defensive lines, and it seemed that they were one step closer to completely driving the Riverwanes off the Summer Sea.

And it was also in these few days that more reinforcements from the river bend also arrived.

The Florents, Redwyns, Mulendals, Cuoys...... Samwell looked at the ships that almost filled the harbor, and his heart was thrilled.

This should be called the help of those who have attained the Tao!

Sir Caesar thought triumphantly, pretending not to know that these were in fact his creditors.

With reinforcements, Samwell is ready to implement his plan of "Surprise Attack on High Hidden City".

This plan was also unanimously approved by the leaders of the various families who came to support, of course, these people mainly saw that Randolph Tully also agreed with this plan, so they decided to follow the boss.

In the end, it was decided that Randolph Tully, Alecon Florent, and Samwell Caesar would lead the best 4,000 men to carry out the plan, while the rest would stay behind to defend the docks and attract the attention of the Dornes.

For concealment, the division was planned to take place late at night.

And in order to prevent the Dornish from becoming suspicious when they saw the sudden drop in the number of people at the docks, Samwell also specially transferred a group of savage laborers from Hawksbill Island to make up the number.

Finally, when everything was ready, on a starlit night, a convoy of troop transports escorted by the Qingting Island fleet left the dock and sailed upriver along the turbulent river.