Chapter 667 Negotiation

After the royal army retreated, the Dornish nobles did not pursue the victory, after all, their numbers did not occupy too many advantages.

This time, the rebellion of Dorne was only the activity of a few nobles, and it did not get the nod of Sunspear City.

And the demand they are pursuing is also for the Iron Throne to repatriate those Dornishmen who have fled to other places and return to the local area for trial, rather than really rebelling, so they do not dare to chase too hastily.

If this royal army is really destroyed in Dorne, their life will not be easy.

Then, with the Ule family as the mainstay, a coalition of nobles from Dorne marched into the city of Tianji.

"Welcome, Lord Harman Uller!"

"my old friend!"

The old falcon, Count Franklin Fowler, replaced the blood-stained armor and went out of the city to meet him in person.

The flag of the Uller family is a flame of yellow and crimson interlaced, and the Hell Gate Fort is also located in the middle of the Dorne desert, close to the source of the Sulphur River, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Most of the castles of Dorne are set up in dangerous positions, so during the first Dorne War 300 years ago, several Targaryen armies entered Dorne before they faced so many difficult situations.

Just going deep into the desert to fight is enough to persuade many soldiers. There are many difficulties faced in fighting in the desert, such as lack of water, exposure to the sun, poison, and how many lives are buried in it, it cannot be filled.

Therefore, the Earl of Prison Gate Castle jumped out without fear, and took the initiative to fight against the king's power, and supported the Earl of Tianjicheng.

After all, there is a folk proverb in Dorne, 'Half the Uller family is mad, and the other half is worse. ’

"Hmph, I once went on an expedition to the Reach for the Iron Throne!"

"I didn't expect that the yellow mouth kid would betray Dorne."

The burly and gray-haired Earl of Prison Gate Castle, Harman Uller, turned over and jumped off his horse, and hugged his old friend.

"Don't worry, old friend."

"I won't let Jon Clinton take you to King's Landing."

And the old falcon, Franklin Fowler, pretended to be moved and wiped his eyes, but he didn't dare to take Harman Uller's words. The 'yellow-mouthed child' in his mouth was referring to who everyone present knew. Belly Ming.

In fact, Franklin Fowler also regretted after killing someone, but he didn't want to be taken away like this, it would definitely be a dead end in King's Landing, so Franklin Fowler was forced to set off a fight rebellion.

In essence, he still wanted to reconcile with the Iron Throne, and he still had a bit of fantasy in his heart, and he didn't want to go all the way to the dark, so he didn't dare to take the words of his old friend, so he could only smile awkwardly.

"Uric."

"long time no see."

Then the old Falcon Eagle turned his attention to the middle-aged Sir who was slightly younger than the two of them next to Haman Uller.

His face was somewhat similar to that of Haman Uller, and it was Ser Ulric Uller, the brother of the Earl of Hellgate Keep.

"Lord Franklin."

The middle-aged jazz had a calm face and held the hilt of the sword with one hand. He also shook hands with the old falcon, and then retreated behind his brother and did not speak.

"Let's go into the city to discuss."

"Discuss how to negotiate with Jon Clinton, and how to resolve this matter without refuting our majesty's face."

Then Franklin Fowler opened his mouth and made a gesture of invitation.

"Jon Clinton is a guy I saw when I was in King's Landing. He has a cold face all day long, his temper is stinky and stubborn, and he is not a good person to deal with."

"Please--"

"Please--"

The allied armies of the Dornish nobles held high the flags of each family and entered the city of Tianji, while those who could not enter the castle began to set up camp outside the city.

"drive--"

"drive--"

The sound of horses’ hooves was noisy and chaotic, and the colorful flags fluttered in the wind. The soldiers of Dorne were busy on the mountain, but in the king’s army camp below the mountain, the atmosphere here was a little low.

"Lord Jon Clinton!"

"with all due respect."

"The reinforcements of the Dorn army have arrived, and it is impossible for us to attack Tianji City."

Ser Edway Fossoway of the Cider Hall opened his mouth with his hand on the hilt, and his brother Brian Fossoway nodded in approval of the passage.

"That's right."

"Material supplies can't keep up. If we continue to spend here, we may be at risk of annihilation when the Dornish people surround us."

In fact, there are only 4,000 troops under the command of Jon Clinton. It is very proud to be able to break through the Prince Pass of the North Gate of Dorne and attack the hinterland of Dorne.

If the 4,000 people led by Jon just put out the rebellion of the Fowler family and escorted the Earl of Tianji to King's Landing for trial, it might be enough.

But if other Dornish nobles intervened in this war, they would not be worth seeing at all.

You must know that the Martell family in Sunspear City has not made a statement yet. They have neither sent troops to quell the rebellion nor announced their support for the rebellion.

If House Martell suddenly joined the rebellion, they might never get out of Dorne.

The 2,000 Legionnaires who had followed Jon Clinton from King's Landing were still fine. Their morale was still high, and they did not flinch. Most of them came from across the Narrow Sea and were not afraid of the Dornishmen.

However, some of the local nobles in the Reach have already retreated. After all, they have already crossed the Prince's Pass and penetrated into the hinterland of Dorne. If the Dornishmen suddenly turned their faces, they would not even have a chance to escape.

Although it was Rabbit Dead Fox who was sad for the Cen Fude family, no one wanted to die, let alone die for the sake of others.

Therefore, they proposed to Lord Hand of the King to return to the Prince's Pass, and then sent messengers to negotiate with Tianji City, asking Franklin Fowler to take the initiative to obey the law.

Or have Jon Clinton ask King's Landing for help, asking His Majesty to send more troops to Dorne, while they wait for reinforcements at Prince's Pass.

And Jon Clinton, who was standing in front of the map of the central army tent, did not speak from beginning to end, and looked down at the map below with a pair of eyes.

When the group of nobles in the Reach had finished speaking, and their eyes were all focused on him.

The gray-red-haired middle-aged man finally raised his head, his eyes swept across every cheek present, and he spoke in a calm voice.

"The Dornishmen don't have much more reinforcements than we do."

"They didn't come out in full force, which means they don't want to resist to the end for the Fowler family and the kingship."

"So if they dare to go out of the city to fight, they will take the opportunity to eat them. If they hide in the sky and the city, we will accompany them to the end."

"I have already flown to King's Landing to ask your Majesty for help, maybe the dragon will arrive someday."