Chapter 494

"Lord steffer!"

At this time, a middle-aged man with sad face and slightly gray hair said.

"My son died in the hands of Dorn barbarians! You saw it! Everyone saw it!"

He was count Roland kreeher of the Yangji hall. His second son lilegang had just died in the hands of Oberon in a short conflict.

Count Roland kreich's words made the tent silent. All nobles and knights looked at each other, and then bowed their heads and remained silent.

After all, the other party has just died his son. At this time, any words are likely to cause hatred.

"This... Lord Roland."

The mellow commander, Stevie Lannister, looked embarrassed, hesitated and said.

Although he had led the troops alone for several times and had a certain command ability, he only fought a dozen bandits and exiles who could not make money, and once resisted the invasion of iron people.

But Stevie also has an obvious disadvantage, that is, he always has no idea.

In fact, if it weren't for tywin, there would be no one to trust and wouldn't use him.

If it weren't for kevon and Gillian... Every time I think about it, tywin hates wesselis.

Stevie's sister is tywin's wife Joanna, and the common cousin of Stevie and Joanna is tywin. It is because of this complex and connected relationship that tywin attaches so much importance to Stevie.

"Lord Stafford."

However, Stanford Lannister was just about to say something with an embarrassed look, but was interrupted by count Roland.

The gray haired middle-aged man stood up, looked at each other sincerely and sincerely, and then looked around at everyone around him.

"Dorn's barbarians only brought 20000 people, and our number is no less than theirs."

"And I'm more familiar with the terrain here than anyone else."

"I have a good proposal. We can..."

...

Tangaryan army and Lannister army.

However, the next morning, the soldiers in charge of reconnaissance hurried to report.

"Commander of the army."

Oberon was washing now, naked, with dark brown skin and strong muscles on his upper body, and a pair of sandy yellow breeches on his lower body.

He stood in front of a golden washbasin and rinsed his mouth, then spit out the water from his mouth.

"Lord prince."

The exposed maid took a towel to help him wipe the water off his face. Then the jade hand touched Oberon's chest slightly, and her beautiful eyes showed a charming smile.

"Tonight..."

But the naked maid only said half of what she said. Then she looked at the intruder, smiled again, picked up the golden basin, turned and swayed away.

In tangaryan's army, only Oberon can carry women's dependents, whether mistresses or maids, and even white faced guards, which is also the privilege of Prince Donne's diligence for many years.

However, although Oberon is addicted to carnal desire and love and believes that this is the best gift given to mankind by the gods, he is a wise man. A wise man will not let his hobbies affect his business.

The maid knew Oberon's temper, so when she saw a guard coming in to report something, she immediately put on her washbasin and turned away.

Oberon also had a smile on his face. He liked the girl's sensible.

Snap——

Then he reached out and patted the maid's upturned hip, which was full of elasticity and made a clear sound in exchange for a white eye of coyness and blame.

Then looking at the half covered maid leaving with the washbasin, Oberon slowly withdrew his eyes.

"Yes."

He looked at the guard who broke in, raised his chin slightly and said.

"Come on, what's the matter?"

According to the rules of Oberon's army, if there is no major event, generally no one will disturb him at this time of the morning, but since there are guards coming, it means that there is a major event.

"Lord Commander, the Lannister family's army has retreated."

Then the guard hurried to say.

"Oh?"

When Oberon heard the guard's words, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and a pair of dark eyes glittered.

But he didn't seem surprised. Oberon had thought long ago that the other party might not fight him but retreat directly. Then he nodded.

"That's all?"

"Yes, my Lord."

The guard nodded.

"Step back."

However, when the guards turned and left the camp, Oberon's smile completely disappeared and his face became serious.

He knew that the opponent against now was not the Duke of tywin.

Oberon is confident that no matter how fast tywin moves, he can't move as fast as his soldiers, let alone in the complex terrain of the mountains.

But after all, the western border has a big family and great business, although it is not the largest area, the largest population or the most productive area in the seven countries.

But there is no doubt that the west is the richest. There are many mountains in the West. The abundance of gold and silver deposits is amazing.

It is even said that the Duke of tywin even shit is gold.

The west is so rich and natural that it can hire a large number of troops and weapons.

Oberon only took more than 20000 people to attack the west, which really seemed a little stretched.

However, he actually has an advance estimate of the current dilemma. He knows that this action will not be too easy.

However, Oberon is an optimistic man. He never shows his pessimism on his face. Instead, he always looks relaxed and holds the winning ticket, which makes the officers and soldiers at the bottom confident.

Naturally, the result he most expected was that the Lannister army in front of him could fight him squarely.

Only in this way can he at least have a chance to eat them and hit the living forces in the West.

What Oberon feared most was actually the original deployment of Duke tywin, ordering all the Western troops to retreat in the castle, shrink and defend, do not fight back, do not resist, and wait for the reinforcements to meet.

If Oberon wants to win, the possibility of winning the West will be greatly reduced.

As a senior and experienced commander in chief, Duke tywin naturally understood Oberon's weakness.

He doesn't need to compete with young people like Oberon to see who has a better brain.

He just needs to do his own things step by step, be impeccable, and wait for Oberon's weakness to be exposed.

"Fuck him!"

After picking up a toothflower, Oberon cursed heavily, then put on a sandy yellow coat, opened the tent and went out.

"Someone!"

"Pursuit!"