Game of Thrones: I am Dothraki, not a barbarian

Chapter 46: Take the Gold Away Quickly (4000-word chapter)
The Mander River is the most important river in southern Westeros. Its source is located on the north side of the Dorne Mountains. It flows from east to west through the Tyrell family's fiefdom and finally flows into the sea at Oldtown.

The land on both sides of the river is fertile and produces a lot of grain, so it is called the granary of Westeros.

Long Table Hall, this ancient castle stands in the middle and upper reaches of the Mande River. The water flow here is gentle, and it is difficult to serve as a defensive barrier in wartime, so it gradually evolved into the largest commercial port in the middle and upper reaches of the Mande River.

As night falls, the usually quiet castle is now noisy.

Because of the king's order, all ships heading to King's Landing were forced to anchor here and wait for the seven-day tournament to end.

"Hurry up and unload the cargo, idiot!"

"I'm too busy, I have to pay more!"

The river was crowded with ships, masts standing in rows, and the lights on the river were bright, almost illuminating half the sky. A large number of merchants and sailors pressed into the castle, and the city gates could not be closed. The outer fort was so crowded with tents and warehouses that there was no space to turn around.

The military field outside the inner fort was temporarily converted into a camping site. Vendors hawked their wares, and guards moved among the crowd to maintain order, pushing and shoving with spears and cursing, but it was all useless. Many people couldn't even find a place to sleep, and burglaries occurred frequently.

Laharo reined in his horse on a distant hill and watched all this from afar.

His schedule is very full now. After getting the hostage tickets from High Court, he has to come to the Long Table to get cash. The battle with Mace is just an interlude. Killing more than a hundred knights and squires is enough to make up for the loss.

Qiao Ge, who was stationed in Night Song City, had already joined him with the rest of his troops, ready to complete the mission, rob 200,000 gold dragons, and then retreat to the Grass Sea.

Mace's head was not worth two hundred thousand, not to mention whether he could be killed among an army of five thousand. Even if he could be killed, it would cause the mobilization of Highgarden and the entire River Reach to mobilize eighty thousand soldiers to search for Rahalo. His thousand men would not have a good time either.

The important thing is that if Mace is killed, hundreds of thousands of gold royals of income will be lost.

"Have you sent any scouts outside Long Table Castle?" he asked.

"Blood of my blood, please rest assured. As long as the golden dragon is still in Long Table Castle, I guarantee that they won't be able to transport even one golden dragon out!" Qiao Ge said confidently.

"Alright!" He slowly raised his scimitar, the blade gleaming coldly in the moonlight. "Charge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thousand Dothraki cavalry roared and rushed down the hillside, the sound of their horses' hooves shaking the earth.

The people on the other side initially thought it was the Count of Long Table Hall's patrol, but soon realized something was wrong.

As the light cavalry approached, it was obvious that these riders were shirtless, looked ferocious, and were waving scimitars. They were not locals.

Someone screamed, "Horse thieves!"

The crowd was suddenly in an uproar, like a hornet's nest. The vendors dropped their goods and ran away, the sailors jumped onto the boat and untied the ropes, there were screams and cries everywhere, and the scene was in chaos.

The Dothraki ignored them and rushed through the camp outside the city, heading straight for the city gate.

There had been no war in the river bend for many years, and the military buildings had long been in disrepair. The chevaux de frise broke at the slightest touch, and the rolling logs and stones had long been taken home by the guards to build houses.

The guards on the city wall were so frightened when they saw the large group of people coming that they couldn't even find their weapons in such a hurry.

The Dothraki attacked with a rain of arrows. Some were shot and fell to the ground screaming. The rest were terrified and dropped their weapons and started to flee.

It would be abnormal for a city defense army composed of impoverished people and self-cultivating farmers to dare to rise up in resistance when they encountered the enemy without any preparation and had no commander.

Laharo led his cavalry and easily rushed into the city. The streets that were originally crowded were suddenly empty, with only goods, garbage and trampled corpses left on the ground.

"Qiao Ge, take 800 men and clean up the outer city! Don't kill indiscriminately. Go capture those wearing beautiful clothes. They have gold!"

After that, Laharo took Lazar and Jiku and led two hundred heavily armored cavalrymen straight to the inner castle.

...

At the same time, the inner castle was still unaware of what was happening outside. A banquet was being held inside with bright lights on.

Because there were many merchants stranded here, Lord Orton Marevis ordered that these guests from afar must be well entertained.

The servants were busy and sweating, shuttling back and forth between the banquet hall and the kitchen, pouring wine and serving food to the packed guests.

From the second floor up, the Marivets family lived. Thick stone walls and winding corridors isolated them from the noise downstairs.

The highest point of the tower is the Earl's bedroom, which is 50 square meters. The floor is covered with Norvos cashmere carpet, the wall is hung with the Marevous family crest, and the golden horn is filled with apples, carrots, turnips and various fruits, symbolizing abundance.

A large four-poster bed occupied the center of the room, and complex sounds came from it.

Countess Tanya was tall and beautiful, with long black hair scattered on a white feather pillow.

She has a pair of disproportionately long legs, raised high to the sky, and her heavy conscience is enough to move any man.

"That's it?"

Tanya had no expression on her face. She kicked Count Orton off the bed, leaned against the headboard, hugged her shoulders with her arms, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Orton, you're old."

Hearing this, Orton's old face flushed, "Shut up! How could I marry a woman like you!"

Tanya sneered, turned her back to him, covered herself with a blanket, and said nothing.

The bright moonlight shone through the window, illuminating Orton on the floor. He scratched his orange-red hair, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes.

Although he is plain-looking, he comes from a prominent family.

He first met Tanya at a banquet in Mill, the Free State. At that time, her beauty eclipsed other women and deeply attracted Orton. His noble status also gave Tanya an opportunity to escape from her mediocre life.

Afterwards, Otton proposed to Tanya, and she got her wish and became the Countess of the Long Table Hall.

After marriage, Tanya used her beauty and wisdom to quickly integrate into the social circle of the River Reach and became friends with the women of noble families.

Orton gradually handed over the affairs of the territory to Tanya, while he himself indulged in wine and women, and also found two lovers outside.

After Tanya found out, she became more and more dissatisfied with Orton. The conflict between the two became deeper and deeper, and the quarrels became more frequent.

At this moment, a burst of hurried horse hooves sounds could be heard faintly in the distance, mixed with shouts of fear.

Orton frowned and listened carefully to the sound outside. It was not an illusion. He jumped up and yelled to the guard at the door:
"Quick, wake up all the guards, there's an enemy!"

The captain of the guards outside the door was startled and was stunned for a moment before he reacted and hurriedly ran down the tower.

"Order! Wake up all guards! Prepare for battle!"

There was a sudden commotion in the inner castle. The soldiers were still in bed when they were awakened by a burst of urgent whistles. They hurriedly put on their armor, grabbed their weapons, and rushed to the top of the city wall.

Orton also put on his clothes and came to the highest point of the castle. He leaned over and looked down. It was pitch black outside and he could not see anything. He could only hear shouts and the sound of weapons clashing in the distance.

Not long after, a guard from the outer fort ran up the city wall, covered in blood and panting, shouting, "My Lord Earl! A group of horse thieves have attacked the outer fort! They've broken through the city gate and are advancing towards the inner fort!" Orton's eyes widened instantly, a look of disbelief on his face: "Horse thieves? Why are there horse thieves here?"

"I don't know! There were too many of them. We were outnumbered and all the defenders were killed!" The guard had a look of having survived a disaster on his face and his voice trembled.

Orton took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice: "Send the order! Abandon the outer fort! Close the inner fort gate! All soldiers return to the inner fort and defend it! Do not open the city gate without permission until I give the order! Archers and crossbowmen prepare to meet the enemy!"

The defenders sprang into action, the hinges turning and the inner fortress gate slowly closing.

The crowd outside panicked.

"Sir, let us in!"

"I'll pay! Any amount is fine!"

"Save us!"

The crowd rushed towards the inner castle and began to push each other. Some people were trampled to death. The guards held their spears horizontally to stop the crazy crowd.

At this time, some people in the defenders also panicked and started to fight among themselves.

"Are you crazy? You can't close the door!"

"My wife and kids are still out there!"

Two guards suddenly started fighting, while the other guards watched helplessly, at a loss as to what to do.

...

When Laharo arrived at the gate of the inner castle, he saw that the gate was closed and countless torches lit up the inner castle as bright as day.

There were many corpses of civilians lying in disorder under the city wall, their bodies full of arrows, while the city wall was full of archers, ready for battle.

The guard was frightened by this group of murderous heavy cavalry. His hand trembled and a crossbow arrow shot out.

With a "ding" sound, the crossbow arrow left a small hole in the plate armor and fell and hung on the chain mail.

After the battle of Nightsong City, seeing the iron-clad knights of the River Reach, the stubborn Lazar also put on armor.

He looked down, suddenly pulled out the arrow, raised his eyebrows, and let out an earth-shaking roar towards the city wall.

Orton was shocked and couldn't help but look down. He blurted out in shock, "Gods! Are these people horse thieves? Their equipment is better than mine!"

In the sight, two hundred cavalrymen were holding scimitars and wearing double layers of heavy armor. Even their horses were covered in armor, leaving only their eyes exposed. They were armed to the teeth, like a steel fortress, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

Hidden in the castle cellar were 200,000 gold dragons given by Highgarden to the Iron Throne. Just as Renly Baratheon's vassals blocked the Mander River, he vowed to keep these treasures safe, and then the horse thieves came.

This is no coincidence!

His grandfather had served as the Hand of the King and knew the darkness and filth of King's Landing better than anyone else. No matter what, he couldn't be put on the blame for the robbery of the national treasury!
But before he could think about it, the commander-like man below raised his scimitar and yelled something.

What Rahalo said was, "Fire attack!"

One hundred cavalrymen responded with a roar, took out Molotov cocktails from their saddles, kicked their horses' bellies, and rushed towards the city wall.

They rushed to the bottom of the city wall under the rain of arrows, lit Molotov cocktails and threw them on top. Balls of strange green flames rose up on the city wall!

"Wildfire! Put out the fire!"

More than a dozen guards were unable to dodge and were engulfed in flames. The city wall was in chaos. The guards coughed violently and their vision was obscured by the thick smoke, making the arrows they shot inaccurate.

Then, the flames ignited the rolling logs on the wall, and the fire spread. The wooden tower collapsed in the fire, and thick smoke covered the sky.

Orton looked at the strange green flames, but his heart was cold.

Wildfire is the secret of the King's Landing Alchemist Guild. Where did these "horse thieves" get it from?
This further confirmed his view that it was definitely some big shot in Junlin who was manipulating this behind the scenes!
When gods fight, mortals suffer!
Thinking of this, Orton pulled the butler Brayton aside. This was the person he trusted the most. He had served the Marevis family loyally for decades and could ask him to do anything. Even if he was asked to die, he would draw his sword and commit suicide without hesitation.

Orton said anxiously, "Quickly move the Tyrell family's gold! Use the secret passage! We must transport the money away before the city is captured!"

The butler took the order and left, bringing his servants to the cellar. When he opened the door, a metallic smell hit him in the face, and everyone's face was reflected in a golden light.

Under the supervision of the butler and the guards, the servants hurriedly moved the box containing the golden dragons into the secret passage. The gold coins collided with each other, and the crisp sound of tinkling echoed in the narrow secret passage, which was very thrilling.

Bretton walked in front with an expressionless face. He could already see some light at the end of the passage. A breeze blew in, and he could hear the gurgling sound of water outside.

There is a special gold transport ship for export, which is parked at a private dock. It goes down the Mander River and can be delivered back to High Garden in three days.

With such a huge sum of money, it is impossible for Orton to not have a backup plan. In order to prevent the huge sum of money from being robbed, he naturally has his own means.

At this time, footsteps were heard from the opposite side. Bretton stopped with a serious expression.

The servants were sweating and at a loss, while the guards looked alert and their hands unconsciously pressed on the hilts of their swords.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. A group of people came in from outside and blocked the secret passage. Bretton looked forward and saw that the one leading the group was Tanya.

She said coldly, "Where are you going?"

Bretton kept silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

There are rumors outside that Earl Orton and Lady Tanya are not in harmony and do not trust each other. She should not be here for such a secret matter.

"Do it!"

As soon as Tanya finished speaking, the ten guards behind her moved in unison, raised their Myr triple crossbows, and the crossbow triggers made a series of "bang bang" sounds, and thirty crossbow arrows were fired at the same time.

The secret passage was very narrow and there was no room to hide. In just a few breaths, all the guards and servants sent by Orton fell in a pool of blood.

The last man fell to the ground with blood gushing out of his throat, staring at Tanya. He wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

Breton hid behind the crowd, using a corpse as a shield, and no arrows could hit him.

He wiped the blood off his face and bowed respectfully to Tanya.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brayton."

Tanya's lips curled up slightly, "There's nothing for you to do here. Go back and tell Orton that the mission has been completed."

"As you command, ma'am."

(End of this chapter)