Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

  Chapter 85 River Bend Princes

  Old Town.

  Under the light of the towering tower that never goes out day and night, a huge fleet sailed down the upper reaches of the Mead River and entered the harbor.

  The flag on the ship is uniformly embroidered with a dazzling red and gold fox, surrounded by a circle of lapis lazuli flowers—

   This is the coat of arms of the Florens family, the lords of Brightwater City.

  The fleet docked at the port to replenish supplies and fresh water, and then continue to sail to the summer sea.

   "Master Aleken, supplies and fresh water have been replenished. It's just..."

   "But what?" Aleken Florent asked absent-mindedly, looking at the Whispering Bay ahead.

  As the eldest son of Earl Florens, Aleken led the army to support Yingzui Island under his father's order this time.

  Aleken actually supports his father's decision.

   After all, that child is his nephew, and Earl Randyll still offered such a condition...

   However, the Dornishmen are not easy to deal with.

   And I heard that Princess Arianne has already arrived at the front line. On the other hand, on the river bend, the Tyrell family has been silent for a long time.

  Aleken was a little worried, could he really win this war with the troops from Horn Hill and Liangshui City alone?

  With such anxiety, he was not in a good mood along the way.

  The attendant seemed to see that the master was in a bad mood, and whispered: "But there is a mercenary group who also wants to go with us."

   "They want a free ride? No, turn them down."

   "No, my lord. They said they are willing to fight for us, and the price is only one golden dragon."

  Aleken finally turned around and frowned, "Which mercenary group are they?"

   "Oak Shield Mercenary Group."

   "Oak Shield?" Aleken was a little surprised. He originally thought it was a group of poor and hungry guys who came to find him, but he didn't expect it to be the well-known Oak Shield mercenary group in this area.

  He knows that this mercenary group is quite strong, with nearly 700 members.

   Such a mercenary group, how could it be possible to hire them to work on the battlefield with only one golden dragon.

   "Are you sure they only want one golden dragon?"

"Yes."

   "Do they know what we're up to?"

   "You should know, I tried it out, and their leader directly said that he would go with us to kill the Dornish people."

   "Where is he? Take me there."

   "Yes, my lord."

  Walking on the way, Aleken already had a guess in his mind—

   The mercenaries are a group of guys who only accept money. It is impossible for them to be willing to work for the Florens family for a golden dragon. The only possibility is that someone has already paid the money.

  As for the person who pays, I am afraid it is the owner of this place—the Hightower family, the lords of the old town.

  In fact, the Hightower family and the Florens family are also related by marriage. Earl Leighton Hightower married Alekon's sister Leia Florens.

  Yes, old couple and young wife, and this is the fourth wife that Earl Layton married.

  The Hightower family has always been very keen on marriage.

   But even if they are in-laws, there is no need for the Hightower family to help the Florens family hire such a mercenary group.

   You know, this price is not a small amount.

   When he saw the people from the mercenary group, Aleken knew that his guess was right, because he saw a familiar figure.

   "Little sister!" Aleken quickened his pace, opened his arms and gave his sister a hug.

   "Hmph, brother, you didn't even say hello to me when you came to Old Town!" Leiya complained to her brother angrily.

"I sincerely apologize to you, Mrs. Leia." Aleken said pretentiously, but after being thumped by his sister, he put away the joke and sighed, "It's not that I don't want to see you, but that I want to see you." It's inconvenient to come to visit because of business."

   "What's important?"

   Before Aleken could answer, another man came over.

   "Sir Baylor."

   "Sir Allerken." Belor Hightower said with a smile, "I heard that the Florens family was about to go to the battlefield, so I took it upon myself to invite a group of helpers for you."

   "The Hightower family is so kind, I really don't know how to thank them."

   Baylor smiled and waved his hands: "Actually, you don't have to pay too much attention. Because this gift is not only for the Florens family, but also for Sir Caesar."

  Aleken frowned: "I didn't expect the Hightower family to have such a good relationship with Sir Caesar?"

"Of course. Sir Caesar is one of the best partners of the Hightower family. You should have heard about the new brandy we just launched recently. It is produced in Yingzui Island. Unfortunately, the war interrupted all this. So, In order to obtain a continuous supply of brandy, we, Hightower, are willing to provide you with some help within our capacity."

   "Since this is the case, then I will accept this great gift."

   "You're welcome. It is the consistent aim of the Hightower family to illuminate the way forward for you all."

   After finishing speaking, he stepped back a few steps to let the siblings catch up.

  Due to the urgency of the war, Aleken did not stay too long. After a brief chat with his sister, he waved goodbye.

  After the new companions joined, the fleet also set sail again and sailed to the distance.

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  Highland City.

  Mark Mullendall strode into the study and said loudly:

   "Father, are you looking for me?"

  Viscount Martin was sitting behind the desk, holding a letterhead in his hand, his brows were furrowed.

   After seeing his son coming in, he put away his thoughts and ordered:

   "You take two hundred soldiers and go to Yingzui Island."

   "Eagle Island?" Mark was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and said, "I heard that Sir Caesar of Eagle Island is fighting with the Dornish people. You don't want me to support him, do you?"

"Yes." Viscount Martin nodded, but his expression was a bit gritted, "We lent more than two hundred craftsmen to that kid, and we can't let these people be lost in the hands of the Dornish people. Moreover, he still owes us a large sum of money." money!"

   "Oh." Mark scratched his head, but was a little worried, "But father, isn't two hundred soldiers a bit small?"

  Viscount Martin rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "You still want to take all the belongings of the Mullendall family to fight for that kid?"

   "I'm just worried that there will be fewer people and I won't be able to beat..."

"Don't worry." Viscount Martin raised the letter in his hand and comforted him, "Vido has sent a letter. He said that the reinforcements from the Tully family have arrived at Yingzui Island, and that it was Earl Landau himself. War shouldn't be much of a problem."

  Mark was also relieved when he heard the words.

  Rando Tarly's name still holds a lot of weight in the Reach.

   "Okay, father, I'm going to gather soldiers and set off as soon as possible."

   "Yeah." Viscount Martin nodded, and in the end he still worriedly warned, "If the situation is really bad, don't rush forward foolishly, remember to protect our craftsmen and withdraw, understand?"

   "I see, Father."

  —————

  Qingting Island Wharf.

  A fleet of ten warships slowly entered the Red Wyne Strait and headed southeast.

  Hopper stood at the bow of the flagship, and couldn't help whispering to his brother:

   "Horace, the Dornishmen don't have a strong navy. We don't need to bring so many warships. We should bring more soldiers."

Horace shook his head and said, "It was decided by my father. He told me that we are not going to work for Samwell, but to ensure that the brewing technology will not fall into the hands of the Dornish people. Therefore, once the war is unfavorable , we won’t go ashore to fight the Dornish people on land, we just need to transfer all the winemakers from Eagle’s Mouth Island to the ship and evacuate.”

   "Okay." Huo Bo nodded, and then he was relieved.

   After a while, he asked his brother again: "Horace, do you think that boy Samwell can defeat the Dornish people?"

   "He wins a fart!" Horace curled his lips in disdain, "A guy who can't even poke his opponent in a joust, how can he win this war?"

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  Yangwu City.

   The same is the dock.

   Viscount Brandon Cue patted his younger brother Sir Eamon on the shoulder, saying:

   "I'll leave it to you this time."

   "I understand. That kid still owes our family a lot of money, so we can't just let him be slaughtered by the Dornishmen."

"It's good that you understand." Viscount Blanton hesitated and sighed, "Also, you can test that kid and tell him that if he is willing to marry my daughter Alice, I will send more people to help him .”

   "I see. If that kid still doesn't know what to do, so he loses the battle, then I will tie him back and make him my niece's husband."

  Viscount Brandon stared:

   "That won't work! That kid is worthy of Alice without Yingzuiyu? I really thought my daughter wouldn't be able to get married!"