The two chatted all the way and walked side by side into Harrenhal city.
Viri Wode and Pia have already been ordered to wait and take over the new batch of guards and livestock supplies in an orderly manner.
According to the arrangements Davion explained in advance, the ordinary guards were uniformly arranged to stay in the barracks, while the ten Unsullied had special status and were assigned a separate residence.
All kinds of livestock are placed in the castle stables.
Harrenhal is large in scale, and the stables can accommodate a thousand war horses at the same time. It is more than enough to house this small number of cattle and sheep.
Tyrion also thoughtfully brought ten farmers who are proficient in livestock breeding.
This road was full of water and land, and the horses and carriages were very tiring. Without these dedicated people to take care of them, at least half of these animals would have been lost.
The two of them walked to the empty school field.
Davion put on his coat and sat at the round table opposite Tyrion.
Tyrion looked around all the way, his eyes swept across the dilapidated and empty castle, and couldn't help but sigh:
"Harrenhal is indeed worthy of its reputation. It is large in scale and majestic, but it is too dilapidated and desolate! There are only a few servants, and it is so empty that it looks inexplicably scary!"
Davion said calmly, "There is no way, my family is weak, so we can only repair it slowly."
"I have started repairing the city wall and Kingspyre Tower."
Tyrion curiously asked:
"You bought so many livestock at one time, do you plan to raise them yourself to develop animal husbandry?"
"How can I survive this!"
Davion shook his head and smiled.
"As you can see, the castle is very understaffed."
"My plan is to distribute these livestock for free and give them to farmers in the territory to raise freely."
"My territory is covered with plains, fertile land, and luxuriant water and grass. Farmers can feed it by just cutting some weeds after farming, with almost no extra effort."
"When the livestock are fattened and ready for slaughter, I will purchase them at a low price."
"I have finalized the reconstruction of the Gods Eye dock. Once the waterway is opened, Harrenhal's beef and mutton can be transported directly to King's Landing by water."
"King's Landing has a dense population and a huge demand for meat, so there is no need to worry about sales."
"Once again and again, the cycle continues, and the scale of breeding will only get bigger and bigger."
"The people of my territory can support their families, and my territory's tax revenue and industry can grow steadily."
After hearing this long-term plan, Tyrion showed genuine approval in his eyes and joked:
"I thought Davion Earl was only a prostitute, but I didn't expect that Davion Earl was also good at running a territory!"
"Praise after award, compared to those, I am still better at whoring! Hahahaha!"
As night falls, Harrenhal Hall of a Hundred Hearths lights are brightly lit, and a grand celebration dinner officially begins.
The dining scale of more than 200 people is undoubtedly an unprecedented challenge for Harrenhal's chef who is short of manpower.
All the maids put down their chores and rushed to the kitchen to help out. Only then could they barely keep up with the food supply, which was enough to meet the meal needs of all the soldiers.
Although the food is served slowly, there is unlimited ale.
The aroma of wine filled the entire hall, quickly diluting everyone's restraint, and the atmosphere inside Hall of a Hundred Hearths became increasingly noisy and lively.
The new guards and cavalry brought by Tyrion saw with their own eyes the lord's generous and friendly style, and they all had an excellent impression of the young lord in their hearts, and a sense of belonging quietly grew.
The banquet is coming to an end, everyone is drunk and the atmosphere is high.
Davion quietly summoned Veri Wode, lowering his voice and giving instructions carefully.
"Bring more snacks at night and keep an eye on all the barracks. These boys tend to be reckless and impulsive after drinking too much. Don't disturb the maids!"
After a pause, he changed the topic slightly and his tone became a little more relaxed:
"Of course, if you are the same as me, you don't need to stop me!"
"I understand, sir!" Willy Wode responded solemnly.
"Be prepared in advance. Tomorrow morning, we will officially "meet" these new soldiers!"
Hearing this, a flash of light flashed in Willi Wode's eyes.
He knew that Davion was in short supply of manpower, and these two hundred or so guards and cavalry would definitely be commanded by him in the future.
He had never been in charge of a team of this size before, so he was inevitably uneasy.
Hearing that Davion was going to personally take charge of the overall situation, he felt instantly reassured.
"Please rest assured, sir, I will be ready!"
As a superior, the most important way to control your subordinates is to use both grace and power, and to be relaxed and relaxed.
Tonight's grand dinner, with good wine and good meat, is a show of kindness, which makes everyone appreciate the special treatment and feel a sense of belonging.
And tomorrow morning is the time to establish your authority!
Only with one kindness and one power can the soldiers under your command be both grateful and in awe.
Tyrion, who was sitting next to Davion, looked at Davion, his eyes full of longing for the female body.
After all, Harrenhal has no books here, so Tyrion can only have some fun in other ways.
Davion chuckled. "Tyrion, the same goes for you, just don't force me."
Tyrion rubbed his hands and grinned:
"Don't worry! I, Tyrion, always know how to do things appropriately, and I never do anything that makes things difficult for others!"
As the night got darker, this lively dinner finally came to an end with everyone drunk.
Westeros There is a lack of entertainment and no nightlife to speak of.
After everyone had had enough wine and food, they all had no other entertainment, so they all returned to the barracks and fell asleep.
The next morning, it was bright and bright, and at eight o'clock, all the soldiers woke up.
More than two hundred guards and cavalry brought by Tyrion, plus ten Unsullied, were all summoned to the school grounds by Viri Wode.
Everyone lined up in a regular queue, waiting quietly for the lord's lecture.
With so many new faces suddenly appearing in Harrenhal, Davion was inevitably a little worried, so he wanted to establish his authority in front of these people today.
Let them know that even if House Whent is now in decline and he is the only one left to support the overall situation, his identity of Harrenhal Earl will never allow anyone to underestimate him!
In the center of the school grounds, Davion, dressed in black and wearing a cloak, stood on his shoulders. He came to stand in front of everyone.
Tyrion followed closely behind, but he kept looking curiously at Yunesk on Davion's shoulder.
Davion stepped forward slowly, his eyes slowly swept across the soldiers in the field, and he nodded slightly.
"In good spirits, soldiers!"
"Yesterday was the first time we met. Today, I formally introduce myself.
My name is Davion·He'an, House Whent is the current patriarch, Harrenhal is hereditary Earl, and I am also your new master starting from today."
At this moment, Davion has completely lost the friendly and relaxed attitude he had at last night's banquet. He is surrounded by the majesty of an orthodox nobleman, without anger or authority.
But he has the right sense of proportion, he is majestic but not overbearing, and distant but not arrogant.
It not only allows everyone to clearly understand the identity gap between superiors and subordinates, but also prevents them from feeling resentful.
"Two hundred of you will serve as infantry full-time, responsible for Harrenhal patrols and city defense. The fifty cavalrymen have superb riding skills and will be organized into a cavalry squad, mainly responsible for border patrols and foreign campaigns."
"From now on, you will all be under the control of Viri Ser Ward."
Davion raised his hand to signal.
Viri Wode immediately stepped out of the queue, held his head high, and stared solemnly at the hundreds of soldiers in front of him, with a look of excitement and excitement in his eyes.
Taking charge of a team of hundreds of people was an experience he had never had before.
Davion looked back at the queue again and continued to give orders in a deep voice.
"The cavalry is divided into five squads, and the captains and deputy captains have been selected."
He raised his hand and pointed to the ten veteran cavalrymen beside him, and introduced loudly:
"These ten brothers have fought with me on the battlefield and killed the enemy with blood. They have rich experience in actual combat and are calm and tenacious."
"They are more than enough to serve as cavalry captains."
"As for the infantry, ten squads have been organized. The captain is currently lacking."
"I'm not familiar with you, so I don't know what your abilities are! In this way, anyone among the infantry who thinks he has the ability to be a captain should step forward immediately!"
"It's not just infantry! Among the cavalry, if there are those who think they are superior and are not convinced, they can also stand up!"
As soon as the words fell, the whole school grounds instantly resounded with a murmur of discussion. Everyone exchanged words in low voices, their eyes full of excitement.
"Lord, are you going to openly select the captain?"
"Seven is on top! It means we are qualified to be the captain directly!"
"I have been working hard for many years, but I have always lacked such an opportunity! I have to give it a try today!"
"It's developed! I will definitely be the captain!"
You must know that these fifty cavalrymen are all veterans who have been fighting outside all year round. They have been fighting outside for at least five years.
Having seen the bigger world, they are naturally unwilling to accept it.
Now that there is an opportunity for open competition, they want to take advantage of it.
After a brief commotion, more than 20 soldiers stepped out of the infantry queue, and more than ten people stepped out of the cavalry queue. Everyone was full of fighting spirit.