Game of Thrones: Attack on the North Wolf

Chapter 46 Military Parade
Early the next morning, all the northern nobles were woken up by their servants ahead of schedule, and at dawn, everyone rode horses or carriages to the military camp a few kilometers away from Winterfell.

"Here we are, over there is the newly built Winterfell Barracks."

Earl Wyman, who was catching up on sleep in the carriage, was woken up by Earl Rickard before he had slept for a long time.

Earl Wyman rubbed his eyes, looked through the car window in the direction he was pointing.

I saw that a wooden wall made up of sharpened tree trunks juxtaposed side by side, and the surrounding military camp appeared in the field of vision.

From the outside, this barracks can be seen to be very simple.But it was built in a flat and wide open space, and judging by its area, it could accommodate at least thousands of soldiers.

"what is that?"

Earl Wyman pointed to a towering dagger-shaped building made of bluestone and yellow mud next to the simple barracks.Compared with the simple barracks next to it, this building is obviously carefully designed and constructed.

"I don't know, Lord Robb personally presided over the construction. I said yesterday that as long as he doesn't take the initiative to tell me, I won't ask more questions."

Earl Rickard scratched his head, shook his head and replied.

"In a short period of time, it must have cost a lot of gold dragons to build the barracks and this building. How many civilians have been recruited in total?"

Earl Wyman, who is proficient in business, cares more about the construction cost.

"Well, Lord Robb spent twice the price to recruit civilians. At that time, the civilians in the winter market rushed to work like crazy."

"Twice? Why? Even if the price is less than half, the civilians can't refuse!"

Hearing Earl Rickard's answer, Earl Wyman, who was a little confused, frowned.

"Well, what Lord Robb said at the time was very strange. 'Currency circulation, stimulating domestic demand' seems to be these words, anyway, I didn't understand."

Rickard thought for a moment, imitating Robb's tone, and focused on two words.

After Earl Rickard finished speaking, the words he didn't understand caused Earl Wyman to fall into deep thought.

The carriage fell silent because of this topic.

After a while, the carriage team of the northern nobles entered the newly built spacious barracks.

When they arrived at their destination, all the northern nobles got off their horses and cars, and looked at the newly built military camp in Winterfell.

This is a standard barracks in the shape of a rectangle, and there is an entrance and exit for each barracks in the north and south directions.

In the east where Chaoyang is now, there is an adult-high bluestone high platform, with two sides of the high platform, similar to the stepped stands of the stadium in the previous life.There are brand new wooden seats in the stands.

To the west of the barracks are rows of neatly arranged thick military tents.

At this time, standing on the high platform to greet him was Theon Greyjoy, the commander of the archers of Winterfell.

He greeted all the northern nobles with a smile, and enthusiastically guided them into the stands on the left and right sides.

"The military parade begins!"

Seeing that the noble audience had already taken their seats, Theon announced loudly with a smile.

A messenger soldier standing under the high platform heard the order, immediately took out a black horn from his arms, and blew it suddenly.

Woo! ! !
With the sound of the horn, more than 2000 heavily armed soldiers rushed out of the neat rows of military tents in the west.

They gathered towards the gate of the barracks in the north, and within a short period of time, more than 2000 people stood in a square formation.

Woo!
The ordering soldiers under the high platform saw that the warrior phalanx had been lined up, and sounded the horn again.

Boom!
In the spearmen phalanx at the forefront, everyone put the end of their spears on the ground and made a neat sound.

Immediately afterwards, they held the spears with both hands, turned the tip of the spears to the sky at a 75-degree angle, and took neat steps at the same time.

Crack, crack, crack!
More than 500 pikemen walked from the north gate of the barracks to the south gate, with their armor making the same rhythmic sound and their feet walking in unison.

The northern nobles in the stands were completely dumbfounded at this moment. They had never seen such a well-organized army, never before!

When the last row of pikemen had just passed the stands, the soldiers were ordered to blow their horns again.

Five hundred archers repeated the steps of the pikemen and began to march.The only difference is that they carried the bow and arrow on the right shoulder.

Boom!
After them, as the horn sounded, [-] shield-bearing soldiers took the lead and marched towards the grandstand holding the heavy kite shield.

Swish!
Immediately behind their formation were a thousand sword-wielding infantrymen with drawn swords. The formations of these two arms also marched towards the stands with uniform and orderly steps.

There were more than 2000 Winterfell soldiers in total, and none of them made a mistake, and the formations of each branch remained quite intact.

When the last row of sword-wielding infantry walked across the high platform, the soldiers were ordered not to give the northern nobles in the stands a chance to put away their surprised expressions, and blew a long horn.

Da da da!
A sound of horseshoes came from outside the barracks, gradually changing from weak to strong.

Rows of heavily armed cavalry entered from the north gate of the barracks. When entering the barracks, they were relatively fast, but when they passed the high platform, they suddenly reined in and slowed down.

But with such an operation, from the perspective of the northern nobles in the stands, the rows of cavalry were still quite intact.

More than 300 cavalry rode their horses through the high platform one after another.

At the south gate of the barracks, more than 2000 archers and infantry who had already lined up lined up neatly next to the formation.

Looking at the Soldiers of Winterfell who were completely lined up and standing still, except for the occasional snort of the cavalry and horses, the soldiers of Winterfell were silent.

The northern nobles slowly put away their shocked expressions and exchanged glances with their acquaintances. They didn't know how to describe this perfect and neat military parade.

However, the military parade is not over yet!

"Now, Robb Stark, acting Lord of the North, escorts the criminals.

The Bolton family in the North, Roose Bolton! "

As Theon announced loudly on the high platform, more than 2000 people suddenly shouted in unison: "Lord Robb, Lord Robb!"

With the sound of loud shouts, at the south gate of the barracks, Luce, who was guarded by the heavily armed Little Jon, Owen, and Daisy, and detained by the two brothers Ed and Torun, slowly entered the barracks.

This period of time was a torment for Luce, I saw that he no longer had the gentle appearance of the past, his face was haggard, his spirit was weak, and he was wobbly when walking in shackles.

"Oh my God! What's that?"

With an exclamation, everyone saw that behind Luce and the others, a direwolf that looked like a monster was walking slowly.

An ordinary direwolf can't exceed the size of a pony at most, and it is already taller than a full-grown northern warhorse.

At this moment, its soft gray wolf fur was spread out and fluttering in the wind, and its two fangs, which were like daggers, were exposed outside the wolf's kiss.

Its slender limbs and muscular tissue are well developed, and it is believed that its explosive power is definitely not bad. The sharp nails on the wolf's claws stepped on the snow of the military camp, leaving deep paw prints.

Most importantly, sitting on its broad wolf back was a handsome, mighty young man wearing a lord's casual clothes and a black cloak over his shoulders.

Robb Stark!
(End of this chapter)