Old Town.

Under the illumination of the towering tower's ever-burning fire day and night, a huge fleet sailed down the Mead River from the upper reaches and sailed into the harbor.

The flags on the ship were 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 Florent family, lords of Brightwater.

The fleet will dock in port, replenish supplies and fresh water, and then continue sailing to the Summer Sea.

"Lord Aleken, supplies and fresh water have been replenished. But..."

"But what?" Aleken Florent asked absently, looking at the Whispering Bay in front of him.

As the eldest son of Count Florentine, Aleken was ordered by his father to lead an army to support Yingzui Island this time.

Aleken actually supported his father's decision.

After all, the child is his nephew, and Earl Landau also made such conditions...

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 side of the river, there has been no movement from the Tyrell family.

Aleken was a little worried. Can this war really be won with the troops from Jiaoling and Liangshui City alone?

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

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

"They want to take a boat? No, refuse them."

"No, sir. 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?"

"Oakshield Mercenaries."

"Oak Shield?" Alekon was a little surprised. He originally thought it was a bunch of poor guys who had nothing to eat and came to them out of hunger, but he didn't expect it to be the Oak Shield mercenary group, which is quite famous in this area.

He knew that this mercenary group was quite strong, with nearly 700 members.

How could such a mercenary group only need one golden dragon to hire them to work on the battlefield?

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

"Yes."

"Do they know what we're there for?"

"You should know that after I tested them, their leader directly said that he would go with us to kill the Dornish people."

"Where is he? Take me there."

"Yes, sir."

While walking, Aleken already had a guess in his mind——

The mercenaries are a group of guys who only care about money. It is impossible for them to be willing to sacrifice their lives for the Florentine family for a golden dragon. The only possibility is that someone has already paid the money.

As for the person who paid, I'm afraid they are the owners of this place - the Hightower family, the lords of Oldtown.

In fact, the Hightower family and the Florentine family are also related by marriage. Earl Leyton Hightower married Aleken's sister Rhea Florentine.

Yes, an old husband and a young wife, and this is the fourth wife of Earl Leyton.

The Hightowers have always been keen on marriage.

But even if they are in-laws, there is no need for the Hightower family to help the Florent 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 indeed correct, because he saw a familiar figure.

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

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

"I sincerely apologize to you, Mrs. Leia." Aleken said pretentiously, but after being hit by his sister, he stopped joking and sighed, "It's not that I don't want to see you, but that I want to

I'm busy, so it's not convenient for me to visit you."

"What's important?"

Before Aleken had time to answer, he saw another man walking over.

"Ser Baelor."

"Ser Aleken." Baelor Hightower said with a smile, "I heard that the Florent family was about to go to the battlefield, so I took it upon myself to hire a group of helpers for you."

"I really don't know how to thank the Hightower family for being so kind."

Belle smiled and waved his hand: "Actually, you don't have to care too much. Because this gift is not only for the Florentine family, but also for Sir Caesar."

Aleken raised his eyebrows: "I didn't expect that the Hightower family has 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 of the new brandy we just launched recently, which is produced on Yingzui Island. Unfortunately, the war interrupted everything. So,

In order to obtain a continuous supply of brandy, we at Hightower are willing to provide you with some help within our ability."

"In this case, I will accept this great gift."

"You're welcome. It has always been the Hightower family's purpose to light the way forward for you."

After saying that, he took a few steps back and let the brother and sister talk about old times.

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 set sail again and sailed into the distance.

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Highland City.

Mark Mullendauer strode into the study and said loudly:

"Father, are you looking for me?"

Viscount Martin was sitting behind the desk, holding a letter in his hand and frowning.

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

"Take two hundred soldiers and go to Yingzui Island."

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

"Yes." Viscount Martin nodded, with a gritted expression, "We lent that boy more than two hundred craftsmen, 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, aren't just two hundred soldiers a bit too little?"

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

"I'm just worried that there are too few people to beat..."

"Don't worry." Viscount Martin raised the letter in his hand and consoled him, "Victor has written. He said that reinforcements from the Tully family have arrived at Eagle's Beak Island, and it was Earl Landau who personally came to the rescue. With him here, this battle will be difficult.

The war shouldn't be a big problem."

Mark was relieved when he heard this.

Randyll Tarly's name still carries a lot of weight in the Reach.

"Okay, father, I will gather the soldiers and set off as soon as possible."

"Yes." Viscount Martin nodded, and finally warned him more worriedly, "If the situation is really bad, don't rush in foolishly, remember to protect our craftsmen and withdraw, do you understand?"

"I understand, Father."

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Qingting Island Pier.

A fleet of ten warships slowly sailed into Redwin Strait and headed southeast.

Hobo stood at the bow of the flagship and couldn't help but whisper to his brother:

"Horace, the Dornish people 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: "This is what my father decided. He told me that we are not working for Samwell, we are just making sure that the brewing technology will not fall into the hands of the Dornish people. Therefore, if the war goes against us,

, we will not go ashore to fight the Dornish people on land, we will just transfer all the brewmasters on Yingzui Island to the ships and evacuate."

"Okay." Hobo nodded, feeling relieved.

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

"He won by the ass!" Horace curled his lips disdainfully, "A guy who can't hit his opponent in a joust, how can he win this war?"

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Yangwu City.

It's also a pier.

Viscount Brandon Kuy patted his brother Sir Eamonn on the shoulder and said:

"I'll leave it to you this time."

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

"As long as you understand." Viscount Brandon hesitated for a moment and sighed, "Also, you can test that boy and tell him that if he is willing to marry my daughter Alice, I will send more people to help him.

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"I understand. If that kid is still ignorant and loses the battle, I will kidnap him back and make him my niece's husband."

Viscount Brandon glared:
Chapter completed!