Chapter 128 - The Battle of Haigh Castle (II)
"Do not wait for your enemies to make preparations; attack when they are most defenseless." - Prince Oberyn Martell, the Red Viper of Dorne.
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"You look grander in armor, my lord Hand." Aenar commented with an amused tone. Like Tyrion, he also wore crimson armor. A crown of Valyrian steel studded with rubies rested on his hair.
Tyrion, who wore golden armor with a green lion on his chest, flashed a helpless smile and spoke with a tired tone: "Wearing armor is complicated, mainly because of the weight."
"You get used to it. Armor becomes a second skin after fighting dozens of battles." Oberyn, who was also wearing yellow armor with the House Martell crest, commented in an amused tone, watching the dwarf.
Everyone was gathered in a tent, looking at the map on the table in the center.
Eddard, wearing gray armor, looked at the map and spoke in a calm tone:
"From the scouts' information, House Frey's army is stationed fifteen kilometers away, under House Haigh's castle."
"Do we know the enemy numbers, Lord Stark?" Tyrion asked with a glare. He looked at the map and located House Haigh's castle; it wasn't far from Twins.
"Between ten and fourteen thousand men. The rest are probably in Twins." Eddard gave a rough estimate of the enemy troops, since the scouts had no way of knowing the exact number.
"It's a large army, especially considering that House Frey is not a paramount lord of the Riverlands." Oberyn commented, still incredulous at the number of House Frey soldiers. To understand how large this army was, House Martell had around thirty thousand soldiers and possibly less than that. To know that House Frey had so many men was shocking, to say the least.