Game of Thrones: The Red Dragon Lord.

Chapter 198 The Leaders of the Rebellion

As Kairos finished speaking, the tent suddenly became chaotic and everyone started whispering to each other.

Everyone had different expressions, some looked confused, while others were full of suspicion.

A burly, bearded bandit leader was the first to shout, "Humph, you are just exaggerating! We are on the rise now, and we have liberated 50,000 slaves. How can there be any serious crisis?"

Another thin man with cunning eyes echoed, "That's right. Now those minions of the good master stay away from us 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 were focused on Kairos again.

A chief with a rough face asked loudly: "Isn't the guy behind you going to stand up and introduce himself?" Another chief followed up with a question: "Yes, I guess he is the one who helped us. To be honest, we don't know him yet."

Gavin ignored it and just sat there calmly with his eyes closed.

Kairos looked calm, raised his hands slightly, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

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 Mourho. This army has about 5,000 people. Although they are not Unsullied, they are all trained slave soldiers and well-equipped. Although we have the advantage in numbers, most of us are untrained. In the past, we relied on numbers to deal with a small team of a few hundred people, but now we are facing a legion of 5,000 people. We must be prepared in advance, otherwise we will never be their opponent."

As soon as these words came out, the tent was once again filled with noise. Some people began to worry, whispering to each other about how to deal with the situation; others were full of confidence, thinking that Kairos was exaggerating.

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

Kairos nodded solemnly and said, "The information I received is absolutely reliable. The army has left the city and is heading towards Sand Scar Town. It is expected to arrive there in two days."

Kyle thought for a moment and stood up. He looked at everyone with a firm gaze and said loudly, "Although the army of the Good Lord has only 5,000 people, their equipment and training are much better than ours. Even if we have the advantage in numbers, I am afraid that we will suffer heavy casualties in a head-on confrontation. Even if we win, it will be difficult to wipe out the enemy. I suggest that the rebels abandon Sandmark Town and instead besiege Linhe Town on the east bank of the Worm River to lure the enemy over. It is a hilly area there, which is convenient for us to hide our forces. After the slave soldiers cross the river, we only need to dismantle the wooden bridge to prevent the enemy from escaping."

Several bandit leaders shook their heads. One of the leaders with a face full of flesh retorted: "No, a field battle is too dangerous. We should go back to defend Shahen Town to prevent the enemy from taking it. There are towns and supplies that we have obtained with great difficulty. We can't just give up like this."

Another bandit leader also echoed, "Yes, Sandmark Town is our foundation, and we cannot let the army of the Good Lord take it away. We should concentrate our strength to defend Sandmark Town, and then look for opportunities to fight back." Kyle glared at the bandit leaders and scolded them harshly, "You only think about your own wealth, but forget that the purpose of our uprising is to liberate slaves and let more people get rid of the oppression of the Good Lord. This is the original intention of our uprising and the belief we must uphold. If we don't defeat the army of the Good Lord in one go, they will continue to send troops to attack us. Sooner or later, we will be wiped out, and those who have been liberated will be captured and enslaved again. Only by bravely fighting back can we have a glimmer of hope."

The bandit leaders were not to be outdone and started shouting. "It's easy for you to say that. If we lose the town, how can we fight against the good master in the future? With the wall of Sandmark Town as our support, we can take our time." One of the leaders shouted at the top of his voice, his face full of dissatisfaction.

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

The two sides each insisted on their own opinions and the argument continued, causing the tent to become very noisy.

Gavin sat on the main seat, watching them quarrel quietly, thinking to himself, "The three bandits are obviously unreliable. They have just achieved some success and are intoxicated with pleasure. They are dreaming of preserving their current wealth. Moreover, they are arrogant and out of control. If they don't listen to me later, they will be dealt with. As for Kayle, although he has some ability, he is stubborn and a bit idealistic. He may not submit to me in the future, and may become an obstacle to my rule of Astapor. However, his attitude towards the good master can be used for the time being."

Gavin does not plan to abolish slavery in Astapor in the short term. The land here is barren and is not enough to feed the population. Even building factories cannot solve the problem in a short time. He can only follow Reese's model and let the slaves exchange their merits for freedom. The idealistic Kyle will definitely not agree, and he already has prestige among the slaves, who may even start a rebellion.

Just as Gavin was thinking, the leader with a fierce face slammed the table, stood up and roared: "If you don't agree, we will split up our forces. No matter what, I want to go back to Fangshahen Town." His face was full of anger, like an enraged beast.

"Yes! That's right. We can divide our forces. With the city wall, we can defend Shahen Town." Another leader echoed, with determination in his eyes.

Seeing this, 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 leader, and you may not be able to defend Shahen Town by yourself." 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 his sword, pointed it at Kyle and said viciously: "You are right. We may not be able to hold the city with our troops alone, but we can with your troops. I heard that you already have 5,000 men under your command. Why don't you hand them over to me today?"

Following the bandit leader's actions, 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.

Kyle and the others who were threatened did not show any weakness. They immediately stood up, drew their swords, and confronted them with their weapons pointed at them.

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

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

(End of this chapter)