A large number of nobles were brought into the chamber of Storm's End.

When they saw Earl Anders Ellenwood returning from Halberd City, they gathered around him to inquire about the situation.

When they learned that Princess Arrene had agreed to the prisoner exchange, everyone smiled with relief.

The conversation was much more relaxed, and many people had begun to praise Count Anders.

And when Prince Doran was pushed into the hall in a wheelchair, most of the Dorne nobles only looked at him indifferently, and no one came forward to salute at all.

It was as if it was not their feudal lord who came in, but just an irrelevant stranger.

Although a few Dorne nobles still respected their feudal lords, they did not make a maverick move when they saw this situation.

From the mouth of Count Anders, they already knew that Prince Doran was not included in the plan for this prisoner exchange.

Apparently, Caesar did not intend to spare the culprit who plotted to assassinate him.

They immediately realized that if Prince Daolang could not return to Yang Halberd City, the political landscape of Doen would change drastically.

Princess Arrene alone can't hold the situation, and perhaps the decline of the Martell family will begin here.

Earl Anders Ellenwood seems to have become the most promising person to take charge of Dorne's future authority, which is why these Dorne nobles will start to fight early.

Prince Doran was indifferent to the indifference of the Dorne nobles, and only quietly played with the Sivas chess pieces in his hand.

But his hands trembled terribly, I don't know if it was because of gout, or because of his uncalm heart.

In just a few days, Prince Daolang seemed to have aged by more than ten years, and the exhaustion on his face could not be concealed at all.

Footsteps rang out again.

Then came the greetings of "Your Majesty".

Prince Doran finally looked up, and saw the young Storm King slowly walking into the hall.

In Prince Dolang's eyes, Samwell's appearance has not changed, and he has an conqueror's crown on his head, but perhaps because of this, this person's entire temperament has changed drastically.

Thinking of this person's resurrection from the dead on Bloodreef Island, and a series of miraculous scenes that happened later, the bitterness in Prince Daolang's heart became stronger and stronger.

Samwell sat down on the throne and slowly scanned the hall before speaking:

"Good news for you. Yang Halberd City agreed to exchange prisoners. 20,000 Storm Land troops, for 48 of you. ”

"Doran Martell is not among the prisoners." Samwell added specifically.

Prince Dolang did not show any frustration or anger, he spoke lightly and asked:

"Caesar, what are you going to do with me?"

Samwell ignored him, and went on to say to the nobleman of Dorne:

"Before you go back, there's one last request."

"What requirements?" Earl Anders Ellenwood asked.

Samwell pointed to Prince Dowland:

"This man is in danger for his own selfishness. Therefore one of you stabs him with a sword, and he will return to Dorne. ”

As soon as these words came out, the hall was silent for a moment.

"What if we don't stab?" Count Haman Ulle asked.

"Then stay and don't go." Samwell Road.

"Your Majesty Caesar." Count Anders reminded, "If you detain the nobles of Dorne, I'm afraid that the Halberd City side will not agree to let the Stormland army return." ”

"Then pause the prisoner exchange first." Samwell waved his hand nonchalantly, "It doesn't cost much food to feed you forty or so, but Dorne has to raise an army of 20,000 for me." Let's see who's in a hurry.

Moreover, I'm not asking you to kill Daolang, it's just a sword stabbing one person. ”

"Where's the thorn?" Earl Anders asked.

"Whatever you want." Samwell said, the corners of his mouth pulling a slight arc, "As long as you see blood." ”

Hearing that only blood was needed, the Dorne nobles, who were still a little resistant, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

This does not seem unacceptable.

It's not like forcing yourself to kill Prince Daolang.

Only a slight punishment......

What's more, they already had a grudge against Prince Daolang in their hearts, and they just took this opportunity to vent it.

"Don't be fooled." Prince Doran spoke, "This is an insidious trap. Once you have my blood on your hands, Dorne will be divided......"

"Shut up, Dolang!" Earl Anders Ellenwood interrupted angrily, "Haven't you done Dorne badly enough over the years?" This time, he made his own decisions again, making everyone a prisoner. Is it too much for us to stab you with a sword by one of us? ”

Prince Dolang turned his head, looked at Count Anders coldly, and said:

"It seems that the Illenwood family can't wait to replace the Martells. Still, Anders, I must remind you that prestige takes time, a long time. It's not so easy to carve the imprint of obedience in the minds of Dorne. Your ambition will not lead Dorne on the right track, but will only plunge into the abyss of chaos, giving outsiders a chance in vain. ”

"Whatever you say, Dorron." Count Anders had already strode forward and took the sword from the guard's hand, "This is the price you have to pay for your mistakes!" ”

After speaking, he stabbed Prince Daolang in the thigh with a sword.

Prince Dolang let out a scream, and blood gushed out.

Although this sword was not fatal, it was by no means light, and it pierced directly through Dao Lang's thigh, which was already a serious injury for an old man suffering from severe gout.

With Count Anders taking the lead, the psychological pressure on the next Dorne nobles is much less.

Countess Delon Elion then appeared, took the sword, and did not forget to exclaim:

"For Dorne!"

The long sword stabbed Prince Dao Lang in the left arm, and there was another scream.

Sir Denzel Dart, Count Trimond Gogenres, Count Quentin Cogle......

One by one, sword after sword.

None of them dared to stab Prince Daolang's body, but even so, so many swords stabbed in the arms and legs were by no means a small injury.

Although Samwell only asked for blood, the nobles of Dorne were basically not light.

This is a subtle psychological trap.

The injuries inflicted by each individual were not fatal, but taken together, they were enough to kill Prince Dolang.

But because this responsibility is shared by everyone, everyone can find self-comfort when they start-

I didn't kill Prince Dolang.

In addition, Count Anders, who was the first to make a move, hit the heaviest, which is equivalent to setting an invisible threshold.

The Dorne nobles who came forward immediately followed were also the ones who were dissatisfied and even resentful of Prince Daolang in their hearts, and they would definitely not attack lightly, which also strengthened this invisible threshold.

When the Dorne nobles in the back came to stab this sword, even if they didn't want to hurt Prince Dolang, they would be worried about the pressure from the other Dorne nobles, and they would unconsciously slap their hands.

The blood had stained the wheelchair red, forming a large pool of blood on the ground.

Prince Dolang could still scream at first, but he only snorted weakly in the back.

When Count Haman Ulle stepped forward, he saw Prince Doran struggling and pointing his trembling hand to his heart.

It was for him to kill himself and put an end to this painful execution.

Earl Haman avoided Prince Dolang's gaze, hesitated for a moment, and finally stabbed his sword into the opponent's thigh.

He didn't dare kill Prince Dorne.

Even if he knew about this kind of injury, Prince Daolang probably wouldn't live long.

But this deadly sword must not be pierced by him.

The Dorne nobles present knew this.

As long as the fatal sword is not stabbed, Prince Daolang's death is the result of their conspiracy.

With so many people sharing the blame, would the Martell family still dare to hold everyone accountable?

Finally, forty-eight Dorne nobles all stabbed a sword in Prince Dolang's body.

In the thick smell of blood, they stood silently to the side, not daring to look at their feudal monarch.

"Good." Samwell nodded in satisfaction, "You've earned your freedom. Someone will take you to the bone road, and the prisoner exchange will take place there. ”

After the guards had brought all the nobles of Dorne down, Samwell got up and walked to Prince Dowran.

The former ruler of Dorne was weakened and speechless.

"Dao Lang, do you see it? How much your vassals hate you. ”

Prince Dolang seemed to want to say something, but he struggled for a long time before he could make a sound, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, and then he fainted.

Samwell reached out to summon Bachelor Coben:

"How long will he live like this?"

Bachelor of Science smiled:

"I can keep him alive as long as you need it."

"No, I don't." Samwell's eyes flashed, "Just make sure he can survive until he returns to Halberd City and then die"

"Yes, Your Majesty, as you wish."

(End of chapter)