Chapter 76 Internal and external troubles

Author: Leaning on the railing and letting the wind blow

Chapter 76 Internal and external troubles

The Onion Knight "Davos Seaworth" was once a smuggler. Smugglers are criminals in Westeros, and he paid the price of four fingers for it.

The same origin of his nickname, he is also a knight who became famous during the siege of Storm's End more than ten years ago. He used his smuggling ship "Black Bess" to defend Storm's End who was so hungry that he was about to eat human flesh.

The army sent a boatload of onions and pickled fish to support the castle until the army from the north arrived for reinforcements, thus winning the victory.

Although this knight is not as famous for his bravery as Ser Barristan the Fearless, no one can deny his courage. He dared to use a smuggling ship to pass through the siege of the Highgarden fleet to support Storm's End Castle.

In addition to his superb boating skills, his bravery is also inseparable.

As one of the perspective characters, the Onion Knight, Cole has a very good impression of it. During these days of serving under Stannis, he actually regrets not seeing the Onion Knight.

The two of them worked for Erlu together in similar capacities. I think they might have more in common. A knight who came down from the Great Wall, and a smuggler knight.

"Sir Seaworth."

"Lord Julius."

The two civilian knights greeted each other politely. Fortunately, there were no high-status people around them.

"I didn't expect that His Majesty the King would send you here to deliver a message." Cole invited him to sit in front of a tree stump. "I have read the King's letter. I wonder if he has any other messages to convey."

Davos nodded, "You fought an inspiring victory, my lord. Your Majesty is very satisfied. He praised you in front of all the lords. You know that he rarely praises you."

"Your Majesty would like to ask you, what are your plans next?"

"Did something happen in the castle?"

The Onion Knight sighed, "Lord Montfort Velaryon asked your majesty to send troops to fight Renly. He is a radical man. At the meeting, he threatened your majesty. If you don't send troops immediately, he will lead his people back to Tidehead Island. Otherwise,

Let’s fight for His Majesty again.”

There are really internal and external troubles. Cole has no idea what this Earl Velaryon wants to do. He only knows that he is an arrogant guy. But isn't he busy fighting to die now?

"This is really bad news. Your Majesty agreed?"

Davos shook his head, "No."

"Renly seemed to be fighting against Storm's End. Even though the food was burned, he didn't retreat." Cole looked in the distance in the direction of Storm's End.

"I heard that he sent people to Highgarden to collect food." Davos looked at him.

Looking at his expectant eyes, Cole smiled bitterly, "So what if they knew the news? They won't be stupid enough to be fooled again, Sir.

"You go back and tell His Majesty the King that I will lead people to harass Renly's food transport team, but you also know that I only have these few people and I can't do much at all."

What could the eight hundred men do? They had already suffered serious casualties. Some were knocked off their horses with spears, tripped, and shot with arrows. Although their victory was light, they still lost more than three hundred.

brothers and more than 200 people suffered injuries ranging from minor to severe.

Every charge will lose a few faces.

"I will convey it truthfully," Davos said.

At this time, the smell of meat came, and Cole stood up, "Go and taste horse meat, Sir. When we rode back, two horses fell down, and I had their meat roasted."

"The Dothraki only eat horse meat. They think horse meat can make them stronger." Davos stood up and tried to joke, trying to see Cole's expression.

Cole smiled and said, "Eating too much meat can easily cause stomach upset, so you still need to eat some fruits. Have you been to Dothraki, Sir?"

Davos shook his head. His smuggling activities were only at sea and on the coast. "The Dothraki have a bad reputation across the narrow sea. Every city-state wishes these guys would stay away from them."

"People who don't farm are always like this."

"I heard that one of their horse kings claims to conquer Westeros."

"This is not easy. I don't think our King will let those guys cross over from the sea."

A servant brought horse meat to them on a plate. There was a simple tent in the camp, and Count Duran and a few knights were already eating and drinking inside. When Cole came in, they all stood up to greet him.

Holding the plate in hand, he sat on the mat.

"Lord Cole, has the king given any new orders?" A knight cut open the horse meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and asked at the same time.

The taste of horse meat is not very good. It smells very strong and tastes a little sour. The meat is also thicker than beef. Before stuffing horse meat into their mouths, they all have to take a bite of grilled onions or mix it with blueberries.

"Your Majesty asked us to keep up our efforts. When the repairs are completed, we still have a lot of things to do."

A knight raised his drink and said, "Sir Seaworth, you are welcome."

Davos raised his drink in response.

Before Cole and the others came in, they seemed to be talking about something. Sir Jeffrey continued his topic, "The person who led the people chasing us is Fertimo Klein. I met him at the tourney.

They came really fast this time, but I think his expression must have been wonderful when he saw those flames."

"Sir, have you fought with them?" Earl Duran asked eagerly.

"The scouts had already scouted the road. We crossed the Wende River directly on a wooden bridge. Wine barrels were already placed on the bridge. When we crossed the bridge, they burned the bridge with a fire. But there were

A few guys who were in hot pursuit followed me, and I killed one with my own hands."

"I really wish I could go with you." Duran's face was full of regret, as if he had missed something important. He looked at Cole.

"The war is not over yet, Sir Duran." Cole took a bite of horse meat, which was indeed not very tasty.

"Can you take me with you for the next battle? Sir." Duran asked.

"Okay." If you really want to take a look, let this kid go. But if something happens, you can't blame him. After all, swords have no eyes, and no one can explain accidents on the battlefield.

"Sir, please tell us how you knew where they would go." A knight couldn't help but be curious and asked.

Naturally, Cole would not tell him about the white dragon, so he could only explain it by saying that the scouts had found out about it.

"Information is an important factor on the battlefield. The more information we have, the more complete strategies we can formulate, and we can also take action one step ahead of the enemy."

Well, he could only talk casually. After all, few people would take what he said during dinner seriously. Everyone would brag and have fun and forget about it as soon as they slept.

Before he knew it, the sky was getting dark. After spending the night in the camp, the Onion Knight left early the next morning. He had to return to the coast first and then sail back to Storm's End Castle.

Cole is also preparing for what's next.

They can penetrate directly from the Dorne Mountains into the Royal Forest to harass the convoy and some peripheral troops. However, in the Royal Forest, the White Dragon cannot have an unobstructed view unless a large number of troops are moving. But a large group of troops,

It's not something they can solve.

There is not much Cole can do, and Stannis can only rely on himself next.

Melisandre, Melisandre. What are you waiting for? Kill Renly quickly.
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