Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 43 Black Falcon and Mountain Weasel

Chapter 43 Black Falcon and Mountain Weasel

It took a full month of preparation, we gathered a legion of more than 400 people, plus four light cavalry for reconnaissance and support, oh yes," Dorian suddenly looked at the mercenary captain Granson Sir, "It seems to be on that day, the day you returned to your station after completing your last mission to the north. "

"That's right," Sir Grantson nodded, "I just came back, and I was programmed into the battle order before I figured out the situation. The head of Harrison (Sir the Landlord) I commanded was screwed off."

Ian reached out his hand to stop Er Wu Zai, motioned him to stop talking, and then looked at Dorian: "Go on, go on."

"In the end, I don't know if Sir Granson told you, we finally found a temporary camp in the woods south of Whitewall City, a camp with a size of about four or fifty people, but when we got there, the camp had already empty.

So we continued to search, but in the end we couldn't find even a hair. Since the east is already a plain, it is almost impossible for them to hide there, so our mighty operation this time has failed shamefully.

However, as soon as we disbanded, the bandit group immediately resumed its activities, as if it was a ghost that appeared out of nowhere, so we had to gather again to discuss countermeasures.

With the lessons learned from last time, we eliminated all unreliable mercenaries in this operation, and changed the operation from attack to lure and annihilation. We let the elite disguise as a caravan engaged in velvet and silk trade, Try to lure the enemy out, and then surround and annihilate them with ambushes. "

"Good idea," Ian nodded approvingly, "but you still failed?"

"Yes, that bandit group wasn't fooled at all. We changed several versions of the plan, but those bandits just didn't come to rob us."

"Did they die down when you set up an ambush?"

"No! They are still active, but what they looted were the real passing caravans. It was a coincidence that they avoided our trap perfectly, just like ghosts."

"This is obviously an inside ghost!" Ian said, not to blame for the internal strife between the Black Falcon mercenaries and the Knights Alliance. This bandit group is obviously robbing everywhere, but they just don't bite their hooks. This is not the inside ghost at all. impossible.

"My adoptive father and Sir Wilder also judged in the same way, but as to which side the ghost came from, the two sides insisted on their own opinions, and there was no evidence, so our alliance was soon broken. After that, we We started to split up and search for Black Flame's treasure of restoring the country, but they didn't get anything."

"Wait a minute," Ian stopped Dorian, "Is there anything important you didn't say?"

"what?"

"Black Flame's Treasure of Restoring the Nation! After listening to your story, I can't understand where you came to such a conclusion! You have been talking about the bandit group the whole time. What is the connection between the bandit group and the Black Flame Treasure? "

"Oh, I overlooked it. This is the judgment Sir Simon made during our second joint operation."

"Sir Simon?" What kind of Sir is this?What a damn western name!Ian growled inwardly.

"Sir Simon Rivers, the sworn knight of the Darry family, he is the only knight sent to us by Darry."

Lord Bastard of Darry City, Seven Gods forgive me, I can only remember him like this, "What is he based on to make such a guess?"

"The second Blackfyre Rebellion died before it even started. The Earl of Whitewall City and his accomplices must have stockpiled a large amount of supplies for the rebellion. However, there is no mention in the history books of the capture of the 'Blood Raven' in Whitewall City." , so this huge sum of money may have been hidden in advance." The adopted son Dorian replied.

"So that Sir Simon of Darry City is still a maester, isn't he? How does he know this?"

Dorian froze for a moment: "We didn't ask, he was very sure of what he said."

Ian frowned. Although he had an impression of the second Blackfyre Rebellion, because this rebellion was too farce, he really didn't pay much attention to its aftermath.

It is indeed possible that the Earl of Whitewall City has saved a large amount of wealth, but the wealth left by the Earl of Whitewall City alone is not enough to qualify as the "Treasure of the Restoration of the Black Flame", but
"You guys have been looking for the black fire treasure for so long, so far it's just a guess? You haven't found even a hair of evidence?" Ian's mouth twitched, and suddenly he wanted to slap Dori. The impulse on Ann's face.

"The bandits have been active around Whitewall City, and they must be looking for this treasure. Otherwise, why did they have to come here? If they want to set off a new Blackfyre Rebellion, it is impossible to start on the east bank of God's Eye Lake Right?" Dorian quickly explained.

"But if they came to find the treasure, shouldn't they do it in a sneaky way? Why are they looting in such a big way?" Ian shook his head and denied Dorian's statement
"My adoptive father also mentioned this issue," Dorian said hastily. "In the end, his judgment was that the bandits had been searching here for a long time, but they never found them. Angry and angry, I want to recover the loss through looting."

This makes sense. There is something about this black falcon. It doesn't look like a muscular, simple-minded brat, etc. That's not the point, is it?
"So this is the evidence that you think the Earl of Whitewall City left behind a treasure of the restoration of the country? Is this too rough as a guess? There is no evidence or clues?" Ian just felt absurd.

"I don't know, but since the adoptive father and Sir Wilder are so sure, it means that they must know some clues, but they didn't tell me." Dorian said awkwardly, after all, he had only boasted about the clues before. Falcon treats him as his own, without reservation.

Ian rolled his eyes, and no longer entangled in this unanswerable topic: "In the past month, has there been any progress in the treasure hunt between you two?"

"No, after the alliance was broken, we didn't dare to confront the ghosts of Whitewall City any more. We just silently tried to find the treasure, and they didn't take the initiative to attack our garrison. They just robbed passing caravans as usual."

"So no one cares about them?"

"You mean?"

"This level of banditry is enough to report to the lord, right? Since you can't deal with this bandit group, you only need to go to the Ben River Valley to report to Duke Hoster, and the Tully family will naturally send troops to deal with it.

Although the Tully family was a group of political opportunists, they still did a good job in treating vassals and subjects. "Ian is playing a member of the Lannister family, so naturally he doesn't need to be too polite to the Tully family.

"Having said that, Sir Wilder and the others are worried that if the Tully family sends someone, they will lose their share of the Blackfyre's treasure."

(End of this chapter)

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