The cavalry swept through, leaving Dornish corpses everywhere.

After breaking out of the camp, Samwell asked Lucas to lead his army to turn around and charge again to kill the remaining Dornishmen.

He himself, Hengjian, immediately watched the battle.

Now with his strength, the giant sword [Dawn] could only be swung twice before it would be exhausted. When he charged just now, he had already used it once, and kept the remaining one just in case.

In fact, he is no longer needed on the battlefield now.

In the previous charge, most of the Dornishmen were killed, and the rest were frightened.

They could not understand why the enemy could suddenly appear like a ghost. Coupled with Samwell's flaming sword energy, the Dornish people thought it was divine punishment coming, and their morale was suddenly greatly reduced.

At this time, Lucas led his troops to fight back, basically cleaning the battlefield and accepting prisoners. Some sporadic resistance could not change the overall situation at all.

It was inevitable that some fish that slipped through the net would take advantage of the chaos and escape. Lucas sent some cavalry to chase them, but in this vast desert, it was difficult to kill them all.

Only an hour later, the raid came to an end.

Samwell also put away [Dawn] and stopped posing.

"Brother, brother! We won!" Dickon rushed over excitedly and shouted, "We won! Two hundred versus four hundred! We actually won a great victory! The Seven Gods are above us! This is really a miracle!"

Samwell smiled reservedly, but he was not too excited. After all, he had led seven hundred cavalry to defeat tens of thousands of troops in Starfall City back then. Compared with this, this one in front of him could only be regarded as a small fight.

But the younger brother danced excitedly:

"It must be the blessing of the gods! Brother, your fire sword must be blessed by the gods! They have given you infinite power to defeat the Dornish people like a pumpkin! Long live my brother! Long live my brother!

Oh! I really want to be a knight!

I really want to become a knight now!

Ah, dear brother, when I come of age, come and canonize me!"

Samwell finally calmed down his overly excited brother. This guy actually wanted him to knight him, which made Earl Randyll's old face turn.

However, this battle was indeed fought beautifully. Although there was a certain amount of luck involved, Samwell felt that his commanding decisions also accounted for a lot of the credit.

When Lucas came over to ask what to do with the prisoners, Samwell said calmly:

"First, let me ask about the situation in Sandstone City. How many troops do the Kogel family have? And where are their logistics and transportation lines? Ask a few more people and compare them to confirm the authenticity of the information."

"good."

"Oh, by the way, who is the commander of this cavalry team?"

"It is Sir Gurian Kogel, the eldest son of Count Quentin Kogel, Lord of Sandstone City."

"Bring him to me."

"I'm sorry, sir, Sir Gulian has been taken away by the stranger."

"Dead?" Samwell frowned slightly.

It's not that he's afraid of any trouble if the heir to Sandstone City dies in his own hands. After all, he was killed openly on the battlefield. The Kogel family won't remember this as a mortal enemy. It's just a pity that he missed a ransom.

That's all.

When Lucas saw this, he thought Samwell was angry, so he explained:

"Sir, the battlefield was too chaotic at that time, and we didn't pay attention to Sir Gulian. Someone saw that Salia stabbed him to death with a sword."

"That female mercenary from the River Bend?"

"Yes, she fought extremely bravely. She killed three enemies in this battle."

"Yes." Samwell's eyes flickered, "It seems she is very good at riding."

"It's indeed quite outstanding." Lucas nodded and admitted, then frowned as if he realized something.

"Okay, you go and ask for the information." Samwell did not continue to ask, but instead issued an order, and then said in an understatement, "After asking, all the prisoners will be killed."

"Yes." Lucas nodded without surprise.

Soon, the information came out.

According to the captured Dornish knight, Earl Quentin, the lord of Sandstone City, took his second son Sir Arlon and three thousand soldiers to support Tianji City, leaving his eldest son Sir Gulian to guard the house.

At this time, there were only 500 infantry soldiers left in the city, and the lord also urgently recruited 500 new soldiers before leaving.

As for the logistics route, I didn't ask because the captured knights didn't know it either. They only knew that every ten days a transport team left Shashi City and headed for Tianji City.

After cross-checking and confirming the authenticity of the information, Lucas led his men on a killing spree and killed all the prisoners.

Blood soon stained the sand dunes red.

Samwell was worried that the smell of blood would attract more pursuers, so he did not stay here too long and ordered to leave after cleaning the battlefield.

The cavalry team headed south until late in the night when Samwell ordered to stop and rest again.

The exhausted cavalrymen dismounted one after another, smelling blood, and fell asleep.

Lucas kept vigil with three cavalrymen.

There is a strange beauty in the sand sea in the middle of the night. The undulating sand dunes look like waves of the sea in the darkness, stretching endlessly to the end of the world.

A silver moon like a scimitar slowly sets in the west, announcing that dawn is approaching.

A slight noise startled the half-asleep Lucas, and when he raised his head, he discovered that it was the female mercenary from the River Bend.

"I'm going to make a convenience, sir." Seeing Lucas' eyes turning, Salia explained softly.

Lucas nodded silently and watched the female mercenary disappear on the other side of the dune.

Shhh——

There was the sound of water flowing in the darkness.

Salia squatted on the ground and took out something from the bag she carried with her.

A strange rustling sound came from her hands.

"What are you doing?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, scaring Salia so much that her heart skipped a beat.

She turned around suddenly and saw two figures standing on the top of the sand dune, looking at her.

In the faint starlight, she recognized Samwell Caesar and Lucas Dayne.

"Lord Caesar! Why are you so rude!" Thalia quickly lifted her pants and said with a hint of shame.

"You are the one who is rude, right?" Samwell said coldly, "We kindly took you in, but you did some tricks behind our backs."

"I do not understand what you mean."

Samwell sneered: "What are you holding in your hand?"

Salia raised her hand frankly and said: "A scorpion just emerged from the sand, and I caught it."

"Awesome." Samwell gave a thumbs up, "A Reacher is better at playing with scorpions than the Dornishmen."

"I am a mercenary, and I often come to Dorne to perform missions, so I am somewhat aware of and prepared for the poisons in the sand." Thalia said, throwing the scorpion on the ground, and then pulled out her sword and stabbed it to death.

The scorpion made a squeaking sound, and the black juice flowed out, moistening a small area of ​​sand.

Seeing this, Lucas said:

"I heard that the Kogel family is the best at raising scorpions."

"Of course." Salia said naturally, "There are three black scorpions on their coat of arms."

Lucas continued: "I also heard that the Kogel family specializes in raising a kind of purple-tailed scorpion. The body fluids of this scorpion cannot be smelled by humans, but it is smelly to well-trained hunting dogs.

This is a strong stimulus that allows them to follow the taste and follow the target.”

"Really? There are such magical scorpions." Shalia smiled a little reluctantly.

And she noticed that there were already more than a dozen soldiers surrounding her, blocking all directions for her escape.

"Miss Thalia, you used this kind of scorpion to attract the Dornish cavalry, right?"

"You really misunderstood me." Thalia still insisted, "If it were really me, how could the previous raid be successful? How could the Dornish people not notice our approach?"

"That is the protection of the gods." Samwell said with emotion, "After the sandstorm, we have been tracking the Dornish people against the wind. Your scorpions just peed all the way, and the smell was blown behind us by the wind. Dornish people

Naturally, the dog will not notice anything."

"Sir, you have really wronged me. I am from the River Bend!" Thalia spoke sincerely.

"You have the face of a Reacher, but you do have Dornish blood flowing in your bones. Stop making excuses, the Dornish captives have already revealed your true identity."

"Impossible!" Shalia retorted reflexively.

But as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized that she had been deceived.

The corner of Samwell's mouth turned up, and he said proudly: "Why are you so sure it's impossible? Are you the only person who knows your true identity, the eldest son of Sandstone City, who has been killed by you yourself? Tsk tsk, you are so cruel, even

He will be killed if he is told by his own people. Moreover, he is the heir of the distinguished Kogel family.

This also makes me suspect that your true identity may not be simple."

Salia bit her lip and stopped talking.
To be continued...