Game of Thrones: Attack on the North Wolf

Chapter 92
Robb received a reply from White Harbor the next day, knowing that Earl Wyman had dealt with Bachelor Theomo, and that Bachelor Theomo had also sent the final information.

And earlier today, Clay took Hal to the Bachelor's Tower in Winterfell, and captured a crow's nest cleaner who was no longer useful.

After the two people confirmed each other, it was determined that there were no other spies in Winterfell.At this point, Robb finally cleaned up the internal spies.

As for the external ones, such as the eyeliner of Varys' little bird, they are like weeds. After one batch is cleaned, another batch will be born again.

As long as important information cannot be conveyed, Robb will temporarily choose to ignore it.

The information about the servant Hal was told by Torun to his brother before he died.

Maybe at the last moment, the jealousy and the temptation of some powers in his heart disappeared, and he suddenly realized that he wanted to use this information to save his brother from being implicated in his betrayal!
This is one of the reasons why Robb is willing to help him hide the betrayer's secret.

Thinking of Torun's words in the south tower of King's Landing, he kept repeating the dream, and in the dream there was a strange crow bewitching him.

Robb understood that this must be the disgusting trick played against him by the Three-Eyed Raven who once trapped him in his dream.

Although he didn't understand why the Three-Eyed Crow targeted him so much, Robb made up his mind that it was time to rectify this time, the Three-Eyed Crow who liked to play tricks.

In his memory, the one closely connected with the Three-Eyed Raven must be the Heart Tree, the representative of the belief of the old gods in the north.

At first he thought the heart tree was the weirwood, but after consulting with Maester Luwin, he realized the difference.

Although the weirwoods in the south of the Neck have been largely felled and are almost extinct, they are still widely distributed throughout the northern border.

But not all weirwoods can be called heart trees.

It must be the descendants of the ancestors who harbored the belief of the old gods, through their sacred carving ceremony, carved the weeping blood human face on the weirwood, this is the heart tree that allows believers to pray to the old gods.

As the king of the northern border, Robb, in order to maintain the stability of the rule, naturally cannot order to cut down all the heart trees in the northern border.

On the Wind Miko, he was thinking hard about the solution, and he remembered a small mistake in his previous life.

Gollum!Gollum!
In the kitchen of the Inner Castle of Winterfell, Gendry was stirring the cauldron with an iron spoon, and the steam was constantly escaping.

Robb had sent all the kitchen servants away for trying.

"Your Majesty, do you want to continue adding to it?"

Wiping the sweat off his face, Gendry turned to Robb.

"Keep adding!"

Hearing Robb's nod in answer, he used the iron spoon in his hand to scoop a large spoonful into the cauldron from the wooden basin filled with large white particles beside him.

Watching Gendry keep adding kosher salt to the pot, Robb's mind flashed scenes of mistakes from his previous life.

That time, he accidentally used the same high-concentration salt water as water to irrigate the flowers.As a result, in just two days, those flowers and plants withered and died.

Therefore, he thought, in this world, although the heart tree is somewhat special.But as long as it's still a plant, it should work.

Until the chunks of coarse salt, thrown into the boiling cauldron, can no longer be melted.

Robb called Daisy, who was guarding outside the kitchen, and asked her and Gendry to quietly pour the pot of high-concentration salt water into the godswood in Winterfell, near the base of the thick heart tree.

If, after a few days, the effect is obvious.Then Robb will let the selected personal guards kill all the known Heart Trees in the Northern Territory using this method.

Having not returned to Winterfell for more than a month, there are many accumulated government affairs that need to be dealt with by Robb.

Before that, he first counted and distributed the pensions of the sixteen Winterfell cavalry who died in the battle in King's Landing.

Each survivor received two golden dragon pensions, and their names were included in the warrior's tomb, so that the survivors could enjoy the corresponding preferential treatment.

Only two golden dragons were given, not because Robb was stingy, but because it was enough for the survivors to live for a long time. If there were more, it would not be a good thing.

In this era, if there is no power to match wealth, then wealth may be a disaster.

Lord Earls of the Northern Territory, have already gone to the Winterfell Barracks for the final preparation of the army, making preparations for going south.

Because of some pre-war planning, Robb, who couldn't get away from going to the barracks, asked Clay to bring his own letter, and asked Theon and other generals to make pre-war preparations according to the plan.

When Robb was in the conference hall, he was discussing with Master Luwin about the first aid measures for expanding into a formally organized battlefield rescue team.

Jory, who has always been very calm, stumbled towards the meeting hall, and reported loudly when he saw Robb: "Your Majesty, Lord Ed... is back!"

On the school grounds of Winterfell, the travel-stained Yoren, leading a team of reserve night watchmen, was standing silently with his head bowed.

When Robb followed Jory to the school grounds, the rest of the Stark family had already arrived.

Looking at the dilapidated wooden coffin on the transport carriage, Caitlin bit her lips tightly, with big tears streaming down her face, Sansa and Rickon wailed directly, sobbing uncontrollably.

Brandon, who was being carried by Hodor, had a rational and indifferent expression on his face, as if he was used to seeing life and death.

Robb walked up to the wooden coffin in a few steps, reaching out his hand to open it, when Yoren at the side saw this, stepped forward and whispered to him, "My lord...Your Majesty, you'd better be mentally prepared."

After Yoren said this, he looked in the direction of Caitlin and Sansa.

"Robb, open it! Let's see him one last time."

When Robb heard what Yoren said, he was hesitating whether the family members behind him could bear it after opening it, so he heard Caitlin speaking to him in a firm tone.

Crack!
Hearing what his mother said, Robb pushed the dilapidated wooden coffin away with one hand.

It took more than a month from King's Landing to Winterfell, even though Yoren had done anti-corrosion and insect-proof treatment for Ed's body on the way.

But Ed's body was still beyond recognition, and he could only vaguely distinguish what it used to be.This is also due to the fact that the further north you go, the colder the temperature.

call!
Robb took a deep breath, calmed down, turned his head to Caitlin who was staring at Ed's body, and Sansa couldn't bear to close her eyes next to her, and said, "Mother, I'll ask someone to fix my father's face and face again." body. Then, hold a funeral for him."

"No, Ned doesn't like these things.

We are here to hold his funeral, just let him enter the family vault. "

Caitlin heard the words, staring straight at Ed's body and weeping, while shaking her head and rejecting Robb's proposal.

Indeed, Ed was not one to like grand ceremonies.

At the beginning, when Robert held the King's Hand Tournament for him, he thought it was too expensive and useless, so he wanted to cancel it.

Robb didn't have time to thank him at this time, Yoren, who had sent the corpse back all the way, could only nod to him.

Then, relying on the strength of his own hands, he alone carried Ed's wooden coffin and walked towards the tomb of Winterfell step by step.

Caitlin and the others followed Robb closely, walking towards the tomb with heavy steps.

Yoren, who was behind them, looked at the family that was tightly leaning on each other, and murmured, "Lord Ed, you're back home!"

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