Game of Thrones: Attack on the North Wolf

Chapter 41 Triumph
"Come here, arrange this place, it's uncomfortable to look at it in such a mess.

Also, it's too monotonous over there, put some bright cloth strips for decoration. "

In the banquet hall of the main castle of Winterfell, Caitlin commanded the servants with a ruddy complexion, arranged messy tables and chairs, and decorated the banquet hall with flowers, colored cloth and other items.

Hodor, who was huge and burly, hugged the sober Brandon across his arms, and stood beside him with a blank expression, watching silently.

Rickon cheerfully chased Shaggy Dog, walking among the many servants, adding more trouble to the busy servants.

"Ms. Caitlin, Lord Robb is about to arrive at the Winter Fair, let's get ready to greet him at the school grounds!"

Maester Luwin, who was wearing a bachelor's clothes and a bachelor's shackles, hurried in and told the news reported by the soldiers.

"Hurry up, everyone, and go to the school field to line up to welcome them when they are packed!"

Hear the clock is ticking.Caitlin's tone was hurried, and she urged the servants even louder.

Click!Click!
The hoofs of thousands of war horses trampled on the wet soil, making a crackling sound.

The men, women and children of the winter market all stood on both sides of the road, looking excitedly at the cavalry passing by.

Discussing in a low voice from time to time, their mighty and neat military appearance when marching in line.

"Oh my God! The army trained by Lord Robb is so arrogant, their mental state is not the same as before!"

"Of course, I heard two days ago that Lord Robb captured the Dreadfort, which can scare children into tears.

It was the first time in thousands of years that the Dreadfort had been breached by force. "

"Hey, isn't that Lord Luce of the Bolton family? When he came to Winterfell with hundreds of cavalry, I saw him from afar.
Such a big man is now in shackles and a prisoner! "

Luce, who was walking slowly while dragging heavy shackles, could of course hear the loud discussions of these damned civilians.

He can't wait to skin these civilians immediately, but now he has more than enough energy.I had to droop my head, pretending not to hear.

pat!

Blood Wind, who was walking with Robb at the front, suddenly turned his head to avoid a small stone thrown from the left. With sudden force in his limbs, he jumped over the heads of the civilians on the left.

"what!"

"Run!"

"Scared me!"

Because the blood wind was too oppressive, the civilians who jumped over their heads were frightened and screamed, ready to flee with their heads in their arms.

"Bloodwind!"

Hearing Robb's voice, he opened his wolf mouth, revealing a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and barely stopped his next move in front of a child's gray face.

call!call!
Its ferocious wolf mouth that made people frightened even looked at it, and breathed out a white mist with a stench, causing the shivering brat in front of it to retch.

"Ah, Iger! My lord, please be merciful!!!"

Among the civilians watching, a middle-aged woman who had reacted rushed forward.

Hugging this brat who had eaten the guts of a leopard and dared to hold a small stone and throw blood into the wind, there were bursts of howling begging for mercy.

"return!"

Bloodwind heard Robb's call, before turning around to leave, he stretched out his slender tongue very viciously, and licked the child's face.

"Wow...wow!"

The bear boy Iger, who thought he was going to be eaten, was so frightened that he peed his pants and burst into tears.

Feeling the banter coming from Blood Wind's heart, Robb rolled his eyes angrily, took out a silver deer from his bosom, and flicked it to the middle-aged woman with a 'ding' sound.

"The child is frightened, buy something delicious to appease him!"

"Thank you! Your lord, be merciful, rich, and healthy!"

When the middle-aged woman saw that the child was spared and was rewarded with a silver stag, she immediately uttered meager praises loudly.

After this episode, the Winterfell army continued to move forward, but at this moment, the focus of discussion among the surrounding civilians was no longer on the majesty of the army.

But the fierce blood wind, the kind Robb, the lucky mother and son.

The entire triumphant return team stretched for several kilometers, but as long as they returned to Winterfell, Robb and other high-level officials didn't need to worry too much.

The middle-level officials of Winterfell City will naturally deal with such trivial matters as taking prisoners, disposing of the wounded, and counting the spoils of war.

When they came to the school grounds, mother Caitlin led everyone in the inner castle to put up the formation they had used to welcome the king.

"Mother!"

With a smile on his face, Robb got off his horse, shouted, and opened his arms to embrace Caitlin.

"It's good to come back! This war, I have sent a Raven letter to inform your father, he will be proud of you!"

Seeing the eldest son return unscathed (the sword wound on the left arm cannot be seen), Caitlin blushed and said happily.

"Mother, this time I used 4000 people as bait, and more than 800 people died."

Robb was not happy when he heard the words, he didn't need to pretend in front of his mother, he said softly with some guilt.

"They sacrificed their lives for their lords, and you should make their families get what they deserve."

Caitlin stroked her eldest son's smooth hair and replied softly.

"I will, the harvest this time is far beyond imagination."

After venting his fragility in his heart, Robb, who was in a much better mood, stood up straight and nodded.

"Well, that's good. Robb, you are far stronger than you think!"

Caitlin smiled and encouraged the eldest son who showed her Ed's shadow.

Robb nodded, and strayed to Hodor.

Looking at Brandon whose face was still exquisite but whose eyes were no longer as lively as before, he kissed Brandon's chestnut hair distressedly.

"Bran, don't worry! Brother will make you recover!"

"Robb, you should know that my legs are impossible to recover!"

Brandon no longer called him 'brother' affectionately, but called him by his first name as indifferently as a stranger.

"Well, I know, but I'll get you back."

Robb didn't care about his indifference, and replied with a smile.

He told himself in his heart that he must restore Brandon to be that lively and happy boy, and not let him become the so-called Green Prophet.

Teased little Rickon again, condolences to Jory who returned to Winterfell to recover from his injuries, and Daisy, who has been following his orders and is responsible for guarding Winterfell,

Maester Luwin who is hardworking and can do everything, Osha who has nothing to do, etc...

After painstaking condolences one by one, Robb let everyone disband, and see you in the banquet hall during the dinner.

Bloodwind's current size can no longer enter Robb's room, so it has its own room.

In the left corner of the first floor of the main castle, which could easily accommodate him, it was almost directly below Robb's room.

Half a month after the war, Robb finally returned to the big solid wood bed he was familiar with, took a comfortable bath, and lay down comfortably after being tired on the way home.

It was already sunset when the servant woke him up.

Putting on the lord's casual clothes that Caitlin specially ordered the servants to bring, the handsome and mighty Robb went to the banquet hall for the banquet.

This banquet hall is a celebration and reception dinner carefully prepared by Caitlin, with a variety of fruits, refined bread, and large pieces of meat.

Robb, who was sitting on the high table in the banquet hall, knocked heavily on the long table twice, then stood up holding his wine glass.

The discussion that started in the banquet hall stopped immediately, and everyone turned their heads to stare at him.

"Tens of thousands of savages are still gathering strength outside the Great Wall. Tomorrow, our training will still not be the slightest slack.

But none of this has anything to do with today, today belongs to all of us, we are the winners, enjoy your wine and food!
cheers! "

"cheers!"

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