Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord

As Kairos's words fell, the tent suddenly became chaotic, and everyone was whispering to each other.

Everyone had different expressions, some looked puzzled, while others were full of doubt.

A burly, bearded bandit leader was the first to shout: "Hmph, alarmist! We are gaining momentum now and have liberated 50,000 slaves. How could there be any serious crisis?"

Another thin man with cunning eyes also echoed: "That's right, the minions of the good Lord are hiding far away when they see us."

However, some people looked thoughtful.

Among them, Kyle frowned and asked in a deep voice: "Mr. Kairos, what happened?" Everyone's eyes focused on Kairos again.

A leader with a rough face asked loudly: "Isn't the guy behind you going to get up and introduce yourself?" Another leader also followed up and asked: "Yes, he must be the one who helps us. Speaking of which, we still Don't know him."

When Gavin saw this, he ignored it and just sat there calmly, closing his eyes and meditating.

Kairos looked calm and raised his hands slightly to signal everyone to quiet down.

He cleared his throat and did not introduce Gavin. He just said: "Now the good lords have decided to send an army to suppress us, led by Morizdan Moulho. This army has about five thousand people, although it is not The Unsullied are all trained slave soldiers and well-equipped. Although we have the advantage in numbers, most of them are not trained. In the past, it was okay to rely on numbers to deal with a squad of several hundred people, but now we face a team of five. A legion of thousands of people must be prepared in advance, otherwise they will never be their match."

As soon as these words came out, the tent was once again noisy. Some people began to worry and whispered among themselves to discuss countermeasures; others were full of confidence and thought Kairos was exaggerating.

Kyle stared at Kairos closely and asked, "Are you telling the truth? When will the army of the good Lord come here?"

Kairos nodded solemnly and said: "The news I got is absolutely reliable. The army has left the city and is heading towards Sand Mark Town. It is expected to arrive there in two days."

Kyle stood up after thinking for a while, with firm eyes, he scanned the crowd and said loudly: "Although the army of the Good Lord only has five thousand people, their equipment and training are much better than ours. Even if we have the advantage in numbers, in a head-on confrontation I'm afraid the casualties are not small, and even if we win, it will be difficult to completely wipe out the opponent. I suggest that the rebels abandon Shahen Town and instead attack Linhe Town on the east bank of the Worm River to lure the opponent over to the hilly area. The troops are concealed. After the slave soldiers cross the river, they only need to dismantle the wooden bridge to prevent the other party from escaping. "

Several bandit leaders shook their heads, and one of them with a stern face retorted: "No, fighting in the wild is too dangerous. We should return to Fangshahen Town to prevent the other party from taking it. There are towns and supplies we finally obtained with great difficulty. You can’t give up so easily.”

Another bandit leader also echoed: "Yes, Shahen Town is our foundation and cannot be taken away by the army of the Good Lord. We should concentrate our efforts to defend Shahen Town and then look for opportunities to counterattack."

Kyle glared at these bandit leaders and sternly reprimanded: "You only think about your own wealth, but you forget that the purpose of our uprising is to liberate slaves and let more people get rid of the oppression of the good master. This is the reason for our uprising. The original intention is also the belief that we must adhere to. If we do not defeat the army of the good Lord once and for all, they will continue to send troops to attack us. Sooner or later, we will be eliminated, and those who have been liberated will be captured and re-enslaved. Only the brave. Only by facing the ground can we have a chance of survival.”

The bandit leaders were not to be outdone and started shouting one after another. "You put it lightly. If we lose the town, how can we fight against the Good Master in the future? With the city wall of Shahen Town as a support, we can take our time." One of the leaders shouted at the top of his voice, his face full of dissatisfaction. Convinced.

"Yes! We can't put all our hopes on one battle." Another leader also echoed, his eyes showing dissatisfaction with Kyle's proposal.

Both sides insisted on their own opinions and argued, and the tent became very noisy for a while.

Gavin sat in the main seat, watching them quarreling quietly, thinking to himself: "The three people who were born as bandits are obviously unreliable. They just made some achievements, and then they indulged in pleasure and dreamed of preserving their current wealth." , and he is arrogant and domineering, and has lost control. If he doesn't listen to me, he will be dealt with later. As for Kyle, although he has some abilities, he is stubborn and somewhat idealistic. He may not surrender to me in the future, and he is very stubborn. It may become an obstacle to my rule in Astapor, but his current attitude towards the Good Lord can be used."

Gavin does not intend to abolish slavery in Astapor in the short term. The land here is barren and is not enough to feed the population here. Even building a factory cannot solve the problem in a short time. He can only follow Reese's model to let the slaves They exchanged merit for freedom. The idealistic Kyle would definitely not agree. Moreover, he already had prestige among the slaves and might even start a rebellion.

Just as Gavin was thinking, the arrogant leader slapped the table angrily and stood up, roaring: "If you don't agree, we will divide our forces. No matter what, I want to return to Fangshahen Town." was written on his face. Full of anger, like an enraged beast.

"Yes! Yes, we can divide our troops. With the city wall, we can defend Shahen Town." Another leader agreed, with determination in his eyes.

Kyle glared at the other party and said, "Our only advantage is our numbers. Once we divide our forces, we will be defeated one by one by the good master, and you may not be able to defend Shahen Town alone." His eyes were full of worry, knowing that the consequences of dividing the forces would be disastrous.

At this time, the bandit leader impatiently drew out his long sword, pointed at Kyle and said viciously: "You are right, we may not be able to defend it with our forces alone, but we can with your forces. I heard that you already have 5,000 people under your command. Why don't you hand them over to me today."

As the bandit leader moved, his men behind him drew their weapons one after another. The other two bandit leaders looked at each other and slowly retreated, intending to watch from the sidelines.

The threatened Kyle and others did not show any weakness. They immediately stood up and drew their swords, pointing their weapons at them and confronted them.

The atmosphere in the tent instantly became tense, as if a spark could cause an explosion.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Kyle and the bandit leader.