Boulder, Council Chamber.

In the spacious stone-walled room, a large mahogany table sits in the middle of the room. The wooden chairs on either side of the long table were filled with knights wearing battle robes and armor. Duke Philip Islam, who is in his seventies, sat quietly at the head and listened to the adults discuss their countermeasures.

On the day of the fall of the Golden Tooth City, Baron Curvin of the House of Targaryen personally led five hundred light horsemen to pursue him. On the wide, flat golden avenue, the cavalry of the House of Targaryen chased for nearly fifty leagues. As night approached, the cavalry on strong and fast horses finally caught up with the dense figures in front of them, the army of civilians who had fled to Boulder City.

Under the orders of Baron Curwen, 500 sword-wielding grey cavalry rode forward and began to brutally slaughter the unarmed civilians in front of them.

In an instant, the sound of slashing, cries, pleading... , filled with a chaotic and tumultuous crowd.

In order to protect the lives of thousands of civilians, Sir Lyon and Ser O'Otters had to turn their horses around and lead the rest of their exhausted knights to fend off hundreds of energetic Targaryen cavalry.

At the moment when they were besieged and facing a desperate situation, Sir Simon Bryan appeared in time with 3,000 reinforcements of the Golden Tooth City and rescued them. The soldiers of the Blood Wolf Infantry Legion paid the price of hundreds of casualties to push the living Targaryen cavalry back.

To the south, Baron Greenton's 5,000 men had barely reached the outskirts of the market town when they ran into a group of wolfless knights of the House of Sabas and a four-wheeled carriage. They were led by Baron Beneda Sebas, the lord of the market town.

After learning from Baron Benneda that the market town had been breached, Baron Baron led his army to the northeast, intending to get ahead of the Merlist army and lead his soldiers into Greystone. Baron Baron's 5,000 soldiers of the Blood Wolf Infantry Legion plus 3,000 soldiers of the Greystone City Defense Regiment were enough to withstand an enemy five times their size as long as the city was well fed.

Baron Beneda led the rest of the family's knights to escort his wife and children in the carriage to Boulder City for refuge.

The chamber, with its windows closed and its doors closed, was filled with fierce arguments......

"Lord Philip," Sir Simon said cautiously, "the only way to do this is to give up all the lands south of the Golden Lands and gather all the soldiers to do everything in their power to retake the Golden Tooth." ”

At this moment, Baron Benneda was sitting in the corner of the table near the end, and he had a sad face and did not say a word.

The war happened too suddenly and without warning. In just a few days, the Golden Tooth City and the market town fell one after another, and the Targaryen family who occupied the Golden Tooth City did not make any move for the time being. But now they are gathering more soldiers and brewing a bigger battle.

The Merrist family split their forces into two routes, one to the east and capture the town of Wallo, the other to the northeast with the intention of capturing Greystone and Greywolf Castle, while Greystone City, which was further away and more remote, was temporarily spared.

"Sir Simon's words are very true," echoed Sir Leon, "and now that we are on our backs, we must send our troops against the Golden Tooth and drive the greedy Targaryen soldiers back to their homeland. Once we have recaptured the Golden Tooth City and secured the choke point west of the Golden Lands, we will be free to clean up the ungrateful Merlistes. "This stocky, stocky, bald man was full of anger and hatred, and if he were a ferocious beast, he would not hesitate to open his fangs and pounce on his enemies.

"According to the news that Baron Benneda has brought back," reminded the wise Maester Ealing, "Baron Baron Greenton is probably already stationed in Greystone with 5,000 soldiers at this moment, and it is impossible to evacuate these soldiers. The silver-haired old man sat hunched aside, wearing a black robe embroidered with gold trim, and the loose long sleeves testified to the old man's thin body.

When the absent-minded Baron Beneda heard his name being called, he said abruptly, "My lords, perhaps we can send troops to retake the market town first. "At the moment he was only thinking about his own territory, and he wanted to take back his land, his people, and his wealth.

"Take back the market town?" said Sir Simon, in his sharp, cold voice, "Baron Beneda, have you forgotten how you lost it?

The sharp-faced and thin-eyed Baron Beneda suddenly turned red, and he wanted to retort, but when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back into his stomach.

The strength of the Blood Wolf Infantry Legion was 8,000 soldiers, and now there are only 3,000 soldiers under the command of Sir Simon and 3,000 soldiers in the city garrison, and only 6,000 soldiers in the entire Boulder City. It is impossible to regain the territory from 50,000 wolf-like enemies.

"The princes of the northern realm of the Golden Lands may have men and horses in their domains," Ser Leon pointed pointedly, "and the Lady Illin only needs to send the ravens and gather the vassals of the House of Islam to come and show their allegiance to Archduke Philip. ”

Boulder City is now under attack, and these knights are not talking about how to hold the city, but how to fight back and regain the lost territory from the enemy. Perhaps it's because in thousands of years of lordship wars, no enemy has ever broken through this impregnable behemoth from the brave and fearless Knights of Glory.

Sir Simon told him, "A few days ago, Maester Ilyin had sent out the Ravens on the orders of the Grand Duke, but it would take time for the lords to gather their soldiers. Then he emphasized, "The urgency of the delay now is to send troops into Salt Town, if the Targaryen family takes Salt Town, I am afraid we will really have to sit and wait." ”

Salt Town, the domain of Baron Kane Greer, is located in the middle of the Golden Land, and is an easily defended choke point and the only way to connect the southern and northern borders of the Golden Land.

"What about the soldiers?" asked Sir Oster in a sudden voice, "where do you plan to draw the soldiers?"

Sir Simon tilted his head to Duke Philip, who was sitting at the top, "If the Grand Duke allows, I will personally lead the soldiers of the Blood Wolf Infantry Legion to garrison Salt Town." ”

"3,000 soldiers?" said Sir Oster, looking at him suspiciously.

Sir Simon replied coldly, "3000 is enough." ”

The east and west sides of Salt Town are surrounded by steep mountains, and only the south and north walls remain. And he only needs to gather all his forces to defend the southern wall, plus the garrison in the city of Yanzhen, relying on the strong city wall 4,000 soldiers is enough to withstand the attack of 20,000 enemies.

"What if the Targaryens send troops to attack Boulder City?" Sir Leon reminded him.

"Boulder City is unbreakable. Sir Simon emphasized.

Sir Oster retorted sharply, "Even the strongest walls need to be defended by enough soldiers. ”

Sir Simon's face froze, and he said stiffly, "If Salt Town is lost, Boulder City will be breached by the Targaryen army sooner or later." ”

In the stalemate of the adults, Luke Ness stood up and said loudly, "Grand Duke, I personally lead 300 knights to ensure that the walls of Yanzhen will not be broken for ten days. His loud and high-pitched words filled the room, full of confidence and majesty at the same time.

The spacious room suddenly fell silent, and the adults no longer quarreled, but waited for the instructions of Archduke Philip.

Sir Luke Ness, the head of the Knights of Glory and the unrivalled Grand Knight of the Golden Lands, would not question his abilities, let alone challenge his majesty.

"Captain Luke Ness will soon set out for Salt with 300 knights," Duke Philip said in a deep voice, "Sir Lyon led his men with Count Gavin. He didn't call his grandson by his name, but Count Gavin. The old man hoped that his grandson would understand what he meant.

"Yes, sir. Luke Ness replied loudly. He was six feet five inches tall and stood tall in the crowd like a towering tower. Dressed in battle armor and wearing a double-pronged antlered helmet, he was a veritable giant, his strong arms as thick as a tree pole, and his strength was no less than that of the iron spike warhammer that giants were accustomed to.

"Obey your wishes, my lord. Sir Lyon replied respectfully.

Gavin Islam, who had been sitting quietly next to Duke Philip, looked sideways at the old man in front of him, he knew his grandfather's concerns, and at this moment he was thinking about him. Gavin tries to make himself strong and cheer himself up, he wants to prove to everyone that he is a member of the Islamic family, the Earl of Golden Tooth City. But whenever he is in danger, he always becomes cowardly and unassertive.