Game of Thrones: Attack on the North Wolf

Chapter 6 The Booty and Ramsay Snow

Robb nodded, and said to him: "Theon, you lead someone to cut off the heads of these sixteen enemies, and tie them to the horse with the bodies of the three soldiers who died, and we will bring them back to Winterfell."

"Okay, I'll do it now!"

Xi En promised, and immediately turned around to ask someone to do something.

"Wait, Theon."

Hearing Robb's shout, Theon turned to look at him suspiciously.

"Thank you!"

Robb said softly to him with a smile on his face.

When Xi En heard this, the corners of his mouth raised, he waved his hand chicly as a signal, and then turned around and went to work.

Robb looked at Theon's back, thinking about how to completely subdue him in the future.

Theon is not a bad person by nature, has a certain military ability, and can lead a team to conduct small-scale operations.

Moreover, his combat prowess is also at the upper-middle level in Westeros, and his archery skills are particularly outstanding.

Over the years, he grew up with Robb and others, and received the same education as Ed, and he has actually developed some family ties.

And Theon has always been close to Robb, and has always regarded him as a brother.

In the original play, before Theon was bewitched by his biological father Baron and sister Yara to attack Winterfell, he thought of writing a letter to remind Robb.

It's just that Theon's character is hesitant and his will is not strong enough.Therefore, it is easy to be influenced by others and become a fool.

If Robb can really subdue him now and let him serve with all his heart, he will definitely be regarded as a capable man in the future.

"Jon, go and check the bags on the horses over there."

Knowing the characteristics of the people around him well, Robb gave Jon the task of cleaning up the loot.

Jon nodded expressionlessly, and without saying a word, he walked towards the group of horses tied to the small tree in the col by Dick and the others.

"You are very good, Robb. You can make correct tactical arrangements for the first time leading the team, and win with less damage."

Captain Jory, in mail mail stained red with blood, began to praise Robb as soon as he reached him.

This long pursuit was entirely under Robb's command alone.In the first half of the night, the scouting cavalry that Robb arranged in front found Dick and others who were resting in camp based on the traces.

However, at that time, Robb and others were already exhausted.Therefore, he did not attack rashly, but ate, drank and rested until dawn before launching a surprise attack.

Of course, this group of elite cavalry in Winterfell usually eat fruits, meat, and animal offal.Therefore, there is basically no night blindness that is common among civilians in this era.

Compared with southern warhorses, northern warhorses have more durable endurance and other objective factors, which are also quite important.

"Captain Jory, thank you. In fact, even if the three of us are not here, you can easily wipe out this group of enemies with your team."

Facing the captain of the personal guard who had followed Ed for nearly 20 years, Robb maintained a respectful and humble attitude.

"Haha, when your parents got married, I said when I was having a bridal chamber, 'The son you two will have must be very remarkable.'"

"Ha ha!"

Listening to Jory talking about the past, Robb, who had nothing to do, smiled and dealt with it on the surface, but his mind recalled the scene of getting the blood bond point just now.

When Robb killed Dick, in his vision, a thin red mist the thickness of a thumb rose from Dick's body and submerged into his body in an instant.

At that time, he suddenly felt a steady stream of power surging upwards in his body.

[Blood Pact Point +5]

In fact, this battle gave Robb a total of 7 blood bond points.

However, when he broke through the defensive formation and killed the No.1 soldier, the battle was fierce, and Robb had no time to check the prompt message that flashed in front of him.

At present, his total blood bond points are 7 points.

On the way to chase yesterday, the portable dry food he ate did not allow Robb to get a little blood bond point every day.

He speculates that it may be because the portable dry food is too simple and does not contain rich nutrition.

After a while, Theon and Jon completed the tasks one after another and came back to report to Robb.

Jon speculated that Dick and the others must have not only looted Donglin Village.Because he counted and found a total of 27 golden dragons, more than 1000 silver deer and a large bag of copper plates.

There are also seventeen top-quality northern warhorses, and two bags of precious medicinal herbs and wild goods.

Such a large amount of wealth cannot be gathered by a Donglin village.

After resting for about ten minutes, Robb gave an order, and the cavalrymen of Winterfell expertly controlled the horses and the spoils, and started their return journey.

On the way back, there was no hasty march.One is that the horses are already tired, and the other is that the extra horses and trophies are dragging down.

In about half a day, Robb and his party arrived at the confluence of the White Sword River and the Linwen River.

"Xion, let everyone eat and rest, and wipe off the blood on your body by the way."

Seeing that the field of vision is wide here, and there is also a confluence of water sources, Robb, who took the lead, gave orders to Theon beside him.

Theon nodded, then rode his horse back, and shouted loudly along the cavalry line to get off the horse and rest.

"Jon, you take a person to the front to check the situation, and I will send people to rotate in a while."

After receiving Robb's order, Jon nodded, turned his head towards a familiar cavalryman in the team, and the two rode their horses to investigate ahead.

This time he led troops independently, and the military tactics his father Ed had been talking about in Robb's mind gradually turned into practical applications.

Robb didn't let the cavalry swarm to dismount to rest and clean their bodies.Instead, let them rotate in batches to guard against possible cavalry raids.

Da da da!
After Robb and the others simply wiped off the congealed blood and ate the dry food, Jon and the others rode back quickly.

"Robb, there is a troop of cavalry ahead, flying the flayer banner of House Bolton."

As soon as he approached, Jon directly opened his mouth to report the situation.

"The Bolton family... have they attacked you?"

Hearing this, Robb stroked the stubble on his chin, thought for a while and asked.

"No, they ride very slowly, and it feels like we usually go out for an outing."

"Okay, I see. Jon, the two of you rest, and the rest organize the team and prepare to fight at any time."

After Robb gave the order, the cavalry began to quickly adjust the mail armor, and then got on their horses to prepare for battle.

After a while, a cavalry team appeared in Robb's vision. After riding a certain distance, their team stopped.

One of the horsemen, bearing the Flayer's banner, approached Robb's cavalry.

After some communication, Robb knew that they were a team led by Roose Bolton's illegitimate son, Ramsay Snow, with the purpose of chasing down the defecting soldiers who had looted two villages.

After learning Robb's identity, the cavalry saluted respectfully and rode back to report.

A few minutes later, with a bright smile on his face, the black-haired and black-eyed Ramsay came to Robb with two followers and two hounds.

"My dear Lord Stark, Ramsay Snow from the Bolton family sends you my heartfelt greetings."

"Ramsi, I think the defected soldiers you're chasing should be them, right?"

Facing the character who was extremely disgusted in his heart, Robb smiled and pointed to the head on the horse behind him.

"Yes, that's them. How lucky they were to die at Lord Stark's hands!"

"Lucky?"

"Yes, I wish they had the misfortune to fall into my hands."

"They slaughtered a village in our territory, and now I'm going to use these heads to go back to my father.

Take your people and return to your Bolton family! "

After a few brief conversations, Robb frowned and looked at Ramsay, who was smiling but with a dangerous glint in his eyes. He didn't want to continue entanglement, and said.

"Yes, yes! I will follow your order. Please send my greetings to Mr. Ed."

Hearing this, Ramsay smiled slightly.

Then he nodded and bowed in reply, and returned with his followers and hounds.

"Lord Ramsay, you don't have to be so respectful to this 'Little Lord Stark', right? After all, our Bolton family is loyal to his father."

After Ramsay and the others turned and left, a short, fat and ugly follower beside him spoke.

"Erin, we are a group of hounds. We must show the most faithful appearance in front of our master.

The eldest son of the Duke of the North, tsk tsk, what an enviable status. "

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Ramsay's mouth, his eyes rolled, and he said sinisterly,

"Okay, I'm very upset that Dick guy is very lucky to die. Now, let's find a place and have some fun."

(End of this chapter)