Chapter 7 Master, I am not short of money
Dear Miss Margaery Tyrell:
I shouldn't bother you with these trivial matters, but considering that you are the sponsor of this pioneering operation after all, I feel obliged to write to keep you updated on the latest developnts.
After parting that day, I t Knight Todd Flowers and a hundred Tyrell soldiers. They are all outstanding fighters. Please help convey my gratitude to Mrs. Olenna! In addition, I also recruited 108 dock laborers myself, and I believe they will also beco an important help for this developnt.
After staying in Highgarden for a day to prepare food and equipnt, we set off. Going south along the Rose Avenue, we arrived near the Hive City in about a month. We are going to take a rest here, and then leave the Rose Avenue and head south.
However, we ran into so difficulties.
It's hard to say, but it was indeed my mistake. I really didn't expect that the march of more than two hundred people would consu so much, especially those newly recruited soldiers. I promised them a al of at every day... So, I realized that I might go bankrupt before I reached the Red Mountain Range …
After much struggle, I decided to confess to you and pray for your help.
Of course, I also know that this request is too much, so even if you refuse, I will not have any complaints. I am just worried that this developnt may co to an end without a problem.
Your Most Loyal Knight
Samwell Caesar
In the garden full of roses, Margaery is sitting on a hanging chair, swinging on a swing, her brown curly hair is blowing in the wind, her delicate face is slightly wrinkled by the letter in her hand, she looks very pitiful .
"What's the matter? Which knight's letter is it that makes our little princess so worried?"
The speaker was a young man in a wheelchair. He had a beard, a thin face, and a peaceful temperant.
This person is the eldest son of House Tyrell, the heir of Highgarden, Vilas Tyrell.
"It's not what you think, brother." Margaery jumped off the swing, handed the letter to Vilas, and said with a red mouth, "It's Samwell from the Tully family, this guy He actually wrote a letter to ask for money. And it took him so long to get to the Hive City, is he traveling all the way?"
"Samwell? Oh, I rember that kid." Vilas looked at the letter with an unconcealable smile on his face, "That pioneer knight who loves to eat golden tail shrimp, huh? You actually funded him? "
"Not yet to cooperate with grandma."
Vilas frowned slightly: "I never asked before, what is the idea of grandma sending Knight Todd and a hundred soldiers of the family guard to help this kid open up the territory this ti?"
Margaret shrugged: "Actually, I don't know what the specific plan of grandma is. I only know that she should deal with Dawn."
"Dawn..." Vilas unconsciously lowered his head, looking at his la leg.
Dorne is located in the southernmost part of the continent of Westeros, separated from the Reach by the Crimson Mountains.
Since ancient tis, there have been many neighbors, and the battle between Dorne and the River Bend has lasted for thousands of years. It is said that the Crimson Mountains were originally green, but they were dyed red by the blood of dead soldiers during the long-term war between the two places.
And Vilas' leg was broken by Prince Oberon Martell of Dorne in a martial arts tournant, which obviously intensified the hatred between the Tyrell family and the Martell family.
Seeing that her brother was in a low mood, Margaret hurriedly stepped forward to hold his hand, and comforted her:
"Don't worry, brother, we will definitely make the Martell family pay the price!"
Vilas smiled relievedly, shook his head and said:
"Actually, I don't hate him. Really. He beat upright in the tournant, so of course I don't complain. I'm afraid you won't believe , but we've been keeping in touch, that guy Oberon A few days ago, I also told a good way to cook horse at, um, yes, I will go to inform the kitchen, I can try a new horse at recipe tonight, haha."
Vilas returned the letter to his sister, and said:
"As for the pioneer knight's request, you can decide for yourself whether you want to continue funding. If you don't have enough money, just tell ."
Margaery didn't know whether her brother's relief was a disguise, but she didn't continue this topic. After taking the letter, she sighed helplessly:
"Hey, we must continue to support him. We can't really let him co back so soon."
"OK, how much?"
"Five hundred... no, three hundred golden dragons. Huh, I'm going to write to that fat man this ti, so he can save so money!"
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"What a saving! Do you think I'm short of money?"
Facing the heroic Samwell, Gavin frowned and said:
"But master, the purchase funds you gave before are almost used up..."
"So fast?" Samwell was also a little surprised when he heard this, but there was no panic on his face.
Gavin felt a little more at ease when he saw this, but he still persuaded earnestly:
"Master, in fact, you really don't need to be so kind to us. Although we promised to have a al of at every day, we actually only need to have broth to drink. Giving us twenty pounds of at a day like this is really extravagant." ..."
"How can you have the strength to train if you don't let everyone eat enough at?" Samwell plausibly said, "As for the money, you don't have to worry about it, sir, I am not short of money!"
Gavin felt helpless, but also felt warm in his heart: "Master, you are really the most generous knight I have ever seen!"
Samwell, who was generous to others, accepted Gavin's praise without any psychological burden, gave him so golden dragons, and said with a smile:
"Okay, let's go to the market town to buy. Rember to see if there are any ingredients that you haven't bought before. No matter how expensive it is, buy a copy."
"Yes, sir."
In fact, Samwell's generosity is really not pretending. Although his current developnt funds are indeed running out, he believes that the Tyrell family will not sit back and watch him return without success.
After all, a hundred elite soldiers have been dispatched, are you still reluctant to add so money?
Of course Samwell knew that Mrs. Olenna had sches against him, but using and being used were always mutual.
And before the opponent achieves his goal, he is actually the one taking the initiative.
After sending Gavin away, Samwell ca to the camp and ordered:
"Alright, let's start today's military training!"
Imdiately, he blew the rallying horn.
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred newly recruited soldiers rushed out of the camp and ca to the open space to form a neat queue.
To be honest, Samwell had no idea how to train troops.
The only relevant experience ca from the military training in college in the previous life.
The original owner was forced by his father to receive a lot of military education, but these mories are not his own after all. Although he has inherited them after crossing, they cannot be perfectly integrated, just like shells scattered on the beach. He took pains to collect and organize.
So since he decided to open up, Samwell has started to sort out the relevant military knowledge in the mory of the original owner, combining the modern military theories learned from various film and television dramas and novels, plus his experience of managing dozens of employees in his previous life when he was doing business. Experience, and then continuously optimized and adjusted in practice, gradually ford a set of training thods of its own.
As for the effect...
Samwell doesn't know either, after all, it hasn't been tested in actual combat.
But at least now these recruits can understand the orders, and they can line up, walk, and do so basic combat movents neatly.
Actually, what Samwell didn’t know was that the military training thod he figured out by himself frightened even Todd Flower, who was watching secretly from the sidelines.
Actually, when he first saw that Samwell was recruiting recruits, Todd was ready to see the other party making jokes.
Originally, he thought that if Samwell, a well-known waste in the river bay, was allowed to train soldiers, he estimated that all the more than a hundred recruits would run away before they reached the pioneering land.
However, the reality is completely different from what he thought.
Not only did the recruits not run away, but they beca more and more orderly. After just one month, they already looked decent. It is estimated that no one would believe that they were regular troops.
Todd has also changed from being disapproving at the beginning to being serious now, and even every ti Samwell trains recruits, he will secretly observe from the sidelines.
That weird training thod made him both shocked and a little...frightened.
Is this still the useless eldest son of the Tully family?
If Earl Randall can't even look down on such a son, how powerful is the heir he really likes?
Todd can actually see that Samwell was a bit unfamiliar at the beginning, but along the way, he beca more and more proficient and handy, and as ti went by, the temperant and appearance of this group of recruits really changed. There have been earth-shaking changes.
Of course, Todd also knows that the group of recruits in front of him is actually just a show, and their combat effectiveness cannot be compared with that of the regular army. But even so, it is the show that Samwell put up in just one month. There is no such ability.
"It's just because of eating at every day that I'm so energetic."
Todd turned his head, and saw his attendant Carter saying sourly on the side.
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