Carter's death didn't cause much of a stir.

Todd followed Samwell's suggestion and claimed that Carter was murdered by a passing bandit.

After hearing the news, the soldiers of the Tyrell family clamored to avenge Carter. In desperation, Todd took some people to sweep around.

In the end, they actually caught a few bandits wandering nearby.

So in the excitement of the crowd, these bandits took the blame for Samwell in such a way that they all had their heads cut off to pay tribute to Carter.

Well, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

Samwell continued the military training of new recruits.

The pioneering team also returned to its previous slow pace.

At noon that day, Samwell had finished his training and was sitting by the campfire roasting a deer leg when he saw a man and a horse appearing on the road in the distance.

After the man saw the pioneering team, he actually turned his horse's head and drove towards this direction.

Gavin immediately led several people to greet him.

After cross-examination, it was discovered that this person turned out to be a messenger from Highgarden, and this time he brought Samwell a reply from Margaery and a large bag of golden dragons.

Samwell was overjoyed and ordered Gavin to entertain the messenger well, while he opened Margaery's reply.

The special ink on the parchment exudes a faint fragrance, but the content inside is not very polite.

Margaery sternly expressed her dissatisfaction with Samwell's extravagance and asked him to speed up his march immediately.

Samwell simply ignored such a request.

Of course, when he got the bag of gold dragon coins, he sincerely thanked the Duke's daughter who was far away in Highgarden.

Then, he began to think about what reason he should give the next time he asked the other party for money...

At this moment, there was sudden movement again on the road near the camp.

Moreover, the movement was quite big this time, with a team of hundreds of people and dozens of carriages coming.

Gavin took a few more people to check, and then returned to report:

"Sir, this is a caravan from Old Town and is heading to Highland City."

Samwell nodded, he had already clearly seen the flag of the caravan——

A stepped white tower with a beacon burning at the top on a soot background.

This is the coat of arms of House Hightower, Lords of Oldtown.

Samwell originally had no intention of paying attention to this caravan, but then he remembered something and changed his mind, saying to Gavin:

"Reveal my identity and ask the steward of the caravan to come over."

"Yes, sir."

Not long after, I saw a short, middle-aged man trotting over behind Gavin.

"Dear Sir Caesar, I am Jace, the caravan steward of the Hightower family, the lord of Oldtown. Please allow me to express my greetings to you on behalf of Lord Leyton."

"Mr. Jess, what are you transporting?"

"It's a batch of weapons and equipment shipped to Highland City for sale."

"Weapons and equipment? Can I see it?"

"sure."

Jace brought Samwell to the caravan and showed him various weapons and equipment:

Long swords, steel knives, bows and arrows, spears, armor...

When he saw a cart of leather armor, Samwell's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but pick one up and look at it carefully.

Seeing this, Jess smiled and explained:

"Sir, this is leather armor made of gray lizard skin. It is durable and very comfortable to wear. Do you want to try it?"

Samwell didn't wear it himself, but called Gavin and asked him to try it on.

Jace saw Samwell's intention and quickly started selling:

"Sir, if you are satisfied with this, I can immediately send people back to the old town and ask the leatherworkers to make a batch of leather armors for you. The price is absolutely fair!"

Samwell touched his chin without comment and asked again:

"Is there any other armor?"

"Yes, there are a few more pairs of chain armor, would you like to see them?"

"Where's the plate armor?"

Jess smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sorry, sir, the manufacturing cycle of plate armor is long and the cost is high. Our blacksmith shop in Old Town is one of the best in the Reach, but it can only make three or four pairs of plate armor every year. And

They were all booked in advance by major families before they were ready."

Samwell was not surprised when he heard this.

Plate armor is the armor with the highest level of protection in the cold weapon era. It is also extremely difficult and expensive to make. A pair of well-made plate armor can be passed down as a family heirloom by many small nobles from generation to generation.

Even if Jace had one in his caravan, he doubted that he might be able to afford it.

As the eldest son who had been given up long ago, Lord Landau would naturally not prepare armor for Samwell. When he left Highgarden before, he considered that conscription would be expensive and that he would lose a lot of weight if he lost weight, so he did not buy armor.

Tool.

This time, having just obtained a large sum of money from the "Rose of Highgarden", Samwell couldn't help but want to upgrade the equipment for himself and the new recruits.

You know, the presence or absence of armor has a huge impact on combat effectiveness.

"Then show me your chain mail."

"Okay, please come this way." Jace led Samwell to another carriage and took out a piece of chain armor. "This one is a more suitable size. Do you want to try it?"

"OK."

Jace helped Samwell put on the chain armor with a smile and introduced:

"Sir, it took the best blacksmith in Old Town three months to make this with thousands of iron rings. It weighs about thirty-five pounds and can effectively protect against attacks from swords, spears, and spears. Do you like it?

"

Samwell, wearing chain armor, moved his hands and feet and felt that they were pretty good, so he asked:

"If I want this chain armor and 108 sets of the leather armor just now, how much will it cost?"

Jess's eyes lit up, showing the joy of meeting a big customer, and he said quickly:

"Sir, we need 735 golden dragons together. If you are sure you want it, I will send someone back to the old town..."

Samwell raised his hand to interrupt the other party: "There is no problem with the price, but I want it in stock, right away."

"This..." Jess looked embarrassed, "But sir, these are all reserved by the Mullendauer family."

Samwell shrugged and said: "I understand your difficulty, but our team is going to open up the Crimson Mountains and urgently needs this equipment. Therefore, if we cannot get it as soon as possible, I would rather buy it elsewhere."

Jess hesitated for a moment, but thought that the Mulundall family in Highland City was the vassal of his own lord and was one of his own, so the delivery time was completely negotiable, so he gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay! Sir, I will give you this batch first. As for the Mullendauer family, I will send someone back to ask them to make another batch."

"That's right!" Samwell beamed, and took out the unheated golden dragon he had just received, plus some of the funds given by his cheap dad, to assemble the full amount and give it to Jace.

Then, he asked Gavin to bring someone to get the leather armor and distribute it to the new recruits to wear.

Gavin was extremely excited while holding the leather armor, but he couldn't help but said with a pained face:

"Master, you are so kind to us! But... spending money so lavishly, I'm worried..."
Chapter completed!