Chapter 418 Dorne’s massive attack

The next day.

Early in the morning, Myr was immersed in the work of repairing the city.

West coast, port.

There were ripples on the sea surface, and several three-masted sailboats were moored, their broad sails fluttering in the wind.

On the harbor shore, a team of fearless men in black armor and spears stood upright.

Lei Jia looked calmly and looked at the hundreds of members of the Second Sub-Regiment in front of him.

"Prince, thank you for your tolerance. We will live up to your trust."

A young man with a silver trout branded on his chest had a solemn voice and was full of energy.

Along with him, there were several young knights.

These knights have no aristocratic emblems on their breastplates, are illegitimate or commoner, and are all proletarian knights.

Hearing this, Rhaegar smiled slightly and warned: "Go back and communicate with old Tully carefully about the Iron Throne loan."

As he spoke, he looked at the hundreds of other members of the Second Sub-Regiment and gave the same instructions.

Among them, thirty second sons of noble origins received development orders and recruited other companions of lower origins to act as helpers.

The young man from the Tully family nodded vigorously and said with indescribable seriousness: "Don't worry, we will do our best to convince the head of the family to support it."

"very good."

Rhaegar looked approvingly and said: "The war will not end for a while, you have plenty of time."

After a few words of greeting, hundreds of members of the second group looked grateful, beat their chests in unison, saluted, and boarded the big ship flying the three red dragon flags.

To open up a territory, the financial supply from the Iron Throne alone is not enough.

They returned to Westeros on this trip in order to gain support from their family elders and build their territory better and faster.

Or a knight in the family, or an experienced farmer, blacksmith, or craftsman.

Even a certain amount of armor, weapons, and war horses.

Only with these things can one be considered a qualified lord.

The waves rolled gently and two large ships sailed out of the harbor.

Rhaegar looked at it quietly, his purple eyes showing deep thought.

The issuance of the pioneering order was a good solution to the problem of overpopulation of slaves and the development of disputed lands.

But, it seems not enough.

In any free trade city-state, slave owners would enclose land outside the city-state for their own use and plant orchards and farmland.

Interrogations of executed slave owners revealed that these places yielded large harvests each year.

Rhaegar pondered to himself.

Orchards and farmland are very important and are an integral part of the city-state.

In the past, slave owners controlled and enslaved slaves to farm.

Now that these places of making money are in his hands, there is a lot to be done.

Just as he was thinking about it, several figures in different clothes approached.

There are beautiful women in gorgeous clothes, common people with wide bodies and fat bodies, and even old slaves in ragged clothes.

Rega's ears twitched slightly and he turned to stare at a few people.

Several people looked humble and quickly lowered their heads.

Rega's eyes were dark and unclear, and he stared at the fat middle-aged man and said, "Sandra, clean up the manors outside the city and rearrange the work of the proletarians."

He considered changing the system of the estate.

An alternative kind of labor relationship, changing the way of remuneration.

The Iron Throne sends a manor owner to arrange different farm tasks and obtain equivalent points.

After each harvest, points are given to workers in exchange for materials or money.

In this way, workers will benefit and will not fall into the mood of being oppressed.

Without direct payment, workers will not go on strike without authorization and work diligently.

Ensure the normal operation of a season's farming.

Fatty Sandra made a serious face and said positively: "Yes, Prince, I will restore order in the manor soon."

Rhaegar nodded, looked at the old slave, looked at the old face, and said: "They are indispensable in screening the proletarians who have families and families, whether it is manor or land reclamation."

The ratio of commoners to slaves in Myr is as high as 1/3.

The operation of the city-state was basically maintained by slaves, and slaves who married wives and had children were naturally indispensable.

Slaves with families to care about were more stable than slaves who were alone.

The old slave's cloudy eyes contained wisdom, and his voice was rich: "There are many proletarians in the city who have no jobs, and they are happy to help."

He was a wise man among the slaves, proficient in several languages, astronomy, and medicine, and was elected as one of the slave representatives.

After the representatives of the common people and slaves asked questions, it was the turn of the representatives of the old aristocracy.

The beautiful woman called Ms. Carr, with dark olive skin and sexy red lips, consciously reported: "Several bankers have set off to Braavos to look for iron bank loans."

"How much can I borrow?"

Rhaegar didn't know much about this.

Karl blinked his beautiful eyes and thought: "It is about twice the amount of their own bank savings. The merchants in Braavos are not stupid. The Myr bankers can probably only borrow so much."

The Iron Bank has been famous for a long time, and even ancient Valyria before the Doomsday did business with it.

They dare to lend money to hostile forces that are at war because they are confident enough that the other party does not dare not pay back.

However, it does not mean that you will borrow money without any scruples. Demonstrating your ability to repay is the top priority.

After hearing this, Lei Jia thought for a while and said with a smile: "That's enough, the money stored in several banks is not a small amount."

The savings in any bank are as much as the treasury savings that my great-grandfather and father saved for decades.

Borrowing such a large amount of money will not only be enough to develop the disputed land, but also alleviate the losses of building the Stepstone Islands and repairing Myr and Lys.

Rega continued: "The loan period can be as long as you like. It is best to set it at a maximum of 60 years."

The loan period of Iron Bank is up to 60 years.

When great-grandfather Jaehaerys was building the Kingdom Road, he borrowed a large loan for 60 years, which was paid off in the last ten years.

However, Rhaegar had no intention of returning it.

Karl's expression changed slightly and he reminded kindly: "Prince, the power of the Iron Bank is extraordinary."

Money can make the world go round.

The wealth of the Iron Bank is so great that it can make you push away ghosts.

With so much money, he could even mobilize half of Essos to counterattack and demand payment.

Rhaegar's eyes flashed slightly and he couldn't help but laugh: "The Targaryen dragon has once again set foot on the land of Essos, do you think I will care?"

Repayment?

Unless Braavos changes the Sea King, from being hostile to being close to the Iron Throne.

Otherwise, never expect to get back half a bronze star!

Karl's eyes dimmed and he said no more.

Businessmen are not suitable for fighting and killing.

"Prince, there is news about the prince's palace!"

Just as he was talking, Gray Worm hurried over with his team, looking slightly anxious.

Rhaegar looked serious and stepped forward to take the letter.

The red paint inkpad is a roaring lion, and the sender is Tyran Lannister.

Rhaegar opened the envelope and read it carefully.

Tailan has lived in the prince's palace for a long time, and he is his spy in the Dorne frontier.

As Dorne invades the Stormlands, things could easily go wrong in the Vulture Mountains.

The letter was written in Tailan's meticulous handwriting.

[There is a sudden movement in the Vulture Mountains, and a large number of people are pouring in, invading towards the Bone Road and Prince's Pass...]

In addition, write about the recent developments in Sunspear.

A small fleet from Braavos crossed the Narrow Sea, broke through the patrol ships on the Stepstone Islands, and provided a large number of mercenaries to land.

Rhaegar read the letter and exhaled: "Dorne is going to take action for real."

Strategically speaking, the Stepstone Islands should send troops to block the sea area in the direction of Sunspear City and prevent the fleet support from Braavos.

However, the Stepped Stone Islands are empty of troops, and their maritime power is accumulated in the disputed areas where the three city-states are located.

A complete blockade with day and night patrols is simply not possible, there are always gaps.

Blavski took advantage of this, and a small fleet of ships moved around to provide aid to Sunspear.

Rhaegar thought over and over and told Gray Worm: "Myr is on the right track. Just maintain order. Remember to remind Rhaenys and Daemon to be careful of a sneak attack from Braavos."

Jenny's letter said it was a sneak attack on Pentos, but who knows if it will be transferred to Myr.

Making a splash in the east and attacking in the west, blitzkrieg...

These are all his common tricks.

Gray Worm nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Prince."

Rega's eyes flashed and he left the port.

At this time, the disadvantages of attacking the Three Women Kingdom across the sea became apparent.

Reinforcements are time-consuming, the troops are scattered, and the rear is unstable.

Fortunately, the three city-states are all stable and can spare their hands to help the rear.

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at the same time.

Stormlands, East Coast.

"Hiss..."

The pale silver dragon soars across the sky, weaving through the thin clouds.

Below is an endless ocean of waves.

On the beach, the sand sparkles with gold, and the tide carries crabs and shellfish ashore.

Tread...

Two figures walked side by side, walking in the morning sun.

Lanino looked melancholy and said helplessly: "It's been so many days, and Imond still doesn't send troops."

"The Swan family has offended him."

Cole lowered his head and replied casually.

Stepping on the sand with his bare feet, the cool touch could not cheer him up.

Lanino looked up to the sky and sighed, complaining: "This is a battlefield, not a child's play. He will get into trouble if he does this."

Cole didn't care and said casually: "I am a prince. I have a king and I have the willpower."

"Cole, are you listening to what I'm saying?"

Lanino was very surprised. This was not something his former gentle companion could say.

Cole's face fell, and he reacted and defended: "I mean, the Dornish people are vulnerable, and our victory will be sooner or later."

He spoke quickly, but his words were not convincing.

Lanino frowned and kept his head down without pursuing further.

He saw that his partner was too distracted to talk about the battlefield.

I sighed in my heart, so let's continue to relax.

For a while, the two people chatting about everything were deserted.

a long time.

Cole stopped and said hesitantly: "Lagnino, how are you and Celine?"

After a pause, he whispered: "Lord Corliss attaches great importance to heirs. He should urge you to reproduce."

"Celine? Why do you ask about this?"

Lanino was stunned when he heard this.

Celine Celtija, the wife he married at the end of last year.

Not long ago, Celine's father Bartimus, Earl of Crab Island, was sentenced to death by the Iron Throne for smuggling goods, and she even wrote a letter asking him to intercede.

Cole said nothing, waiting for an answer.

Lanino was extremely depressed and said with a wry smile: "If I could see my wife being as strong as I saw you, I would have had children long ago."

Cole's eyes flashed and he said: "I see that I have been out a lot recently, so I thought I was returning to Chaotou Island."

"No! My brother, you are mistaken."

Lanino denied it with a smile.

"Then where have you been?"

Cole raised his head and asked directly.

Lanino's smile faltered, his eyes averted, and he explained: "There are always people asking me to drink, and I can't refuse."