Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 191

Clay didn't want to interrogate the so-called "King of the Savages" because there was no need.

This guy didn't intend to talk at all, and even if Clay dragged him into a small dark room and gave him the Axii sign, the information he got might not be accurate.

Think about where did the information about Mance Rayder, the king of wildlings, come from?Didn't the people below report it to him?
This itself is information that has been processed layer by layer. It will be understood and sorted out in Mance Rayder's mind, and then forwarded to Clay. If there is any deviation in it, you just want to go.

Therefore, instead of asking him, getting wrong information and delaying things in the end, it is better to ask these savages directly. Anyway, Clay believes that he will not have fewer prisoners in this battle.

Not everyone, under the shadow of death, can calmly insist on some kind of "freedom" and not bow to Clay. People are afraid of death, and Clay doesn't believe that what kind of tricks these people can play for themselves .

……

The end of the war was doomed from the very beginning. When the bloody Earl Glover came to him on his horse early the next morning, Clay knew that his mission for this trip had been completed.

He glanced at Earl Glover, who understood what his commander meant, cleared his throat, and began to report the results to Clay:

"Master Clay, according to your order, I led 1000 people to move towards the north quickly. As you expected, the wild people were defeated at the first touch and fled to the northeast one after another. When my troops appeared, many of them were stunned. in place."

"At the time, I visually estimated that our 1000 people blocked at least 5000 people. At first, I thought it was a tough battle, because I think the fighting power of trapped animals is the strongest."

"However, we still think highly of these people. Their spirits must be highly tense. When they are rushed by your army, they have already become frightened birds. Some of them rushed over with abnormal brains. After being slaughtered by us, they will Overwhelmed."

"Later, we continued to confront each other until your army rushed over, and then..."

Earl Glover spread his hands, with an extremely strange expression on his face, he said:
"We calculated that you now have more than 3 captives, ranging in age from newborns to 50 years old. Look..."

Clay frowned. He didn't expect this development. He originally thought that the savages would resist fiercely. After all, if the resistance failed, they would become "people who kneel down."

Well now, these people are kneeling so smoothly and smoothly, but Clay can't be dealt with. His original plan was for the savages to resist fiercely, and then eat them one by one, destroying their spirit. , which finally forced them to surrender.

"How about our damage?"

"Hey, Lord Clay, you are underestimating our brothers in the north, that is, the elite Lannisters can cause us a little trouble. Just these people, a hundred people can't make a sword, what can they do? threaten?"

"We cleaned up the battlefield later, and counted, and we died less than fifty people in total. The rest were all mildly or seriously injured, and most of them were caused by blunt force injuries. We just need to take care of them."

"How many of them died? Don't tell me they're all dead. I saw a large group of people running towards the northwest. We didn't arrange people there."

"Yes, there are not many who died directly at the hands of our cavalry, not more than ten thousand people. Later we interrogated the two wildling leaders who surrendered, and they all confessed. Just over 7 people."

"Of the 7 people, another [-] were allocated to Donghai Watch and Shadow Tower. It is estimated that they are preparing to cross the Great Wall in batches."

Clay nodded. He understood that he faced only 5 enemies, killed 1, captured 2, ran out [-], and left [-] on both sides.

After destroying the core that Mance Rayder, the savage, managed to tinker with, the command system of the savage actually ceased to exist.

In this battle, I played an exchange ratio of one to two hundred on my side. If I changed it to another place, I would probably be arrested as a war criminal. However, now, this big victory has made the threat of the wildlings real. does not exist anymore.

Don't look at only killing 1 people on the battlefield, but in fact, the meaning is far more than that.

The reason why the Night Watchmen were nervous and ran to Winterfell to rescue soldiers was actually because Mance Rayder, the former Night Watchman, had squeezed a hundred thousand wildlings into a ball. Therefore, what the Night Watchmen had to face was a group of Big lump.

But now, the leader that all the tribes obeyed is gone, and the forces of the wildlings are still scattered in all directions, and it is impossible for them to unite again.

Since then, there may still be a lot of wildlings, but in the eyes of Clay and the Night Watch, they are just countless tiny grains of sand.

Without the help of external forces, no matter how large the sand is, it is impossible to build a strong city, and there is no threat in a piece of loose sand.

"Oh, by the way, Lord Clay, during the battle outside the Great Wall, we met a strange woman. We couldn't grasp it, so we brought her here. Would you like to meet her?"

Strange woman, can't grasp it?The corner of Clay's mouth twitched slightly. What do you mean you can leave it to me if you can't grasp it? Is this Lao Tzu used to help you deal with troubles?
"What woman, why do you say she is strange?"

"Eh... that woman is wearing a red robe. In such a cold day, we are all covering up like bears. She is wearing that red cannonball, and she is not cold at all."

"..."

"Also, she claims to be the messenger of the King of Light. According to the will of her god, she asked to see you by name. She also brought a few captives, saying that as soon as you saw the captives, you would meet her. "

"...Okay, bring the captives to me first."

Clay took a deep breath, he already knew who was coming.

No, sister, shouldn't you be staying at Dragonstone as Stannis' royal advisor?What are you doing here?
Moreover, he doesn't seem to have dealt with this woman, Melisandre, has he?Why did she know herself directly?

Clay didn't believe it because of other things. For example, Stannis brought a letter to him. The witch was able to come to him for one reason, and it must have something to do with the magic on him.

Speaking of which, the Three-Eyed Crow hadn't shown up for a long time when I returned to the Northern Territory this time, so it couldn't be that the Internet is bad, no, the magic power is insufficient, so I can't contact myself, right?

It wasn't until Clay saw the twitching wildling captives that he realized he had made a stupid mistake.

These people with light green magic power flowing from their bodies are shapechangers, a unique magical unit for northerners.

They can control animals for reconnaissance, eagles, wolves, shadow lynxes, etc., rush over by themselves, completely forgetting about it.

Clay looked at the unlucky ones with red fire magic mixed with green magic, and understood what Melisandre meant.

This was a meeting gift for herself, which meant that she was doing herself a favor by cleaning up the magic units in advance with a method she didn't know, which made her raid a great success.

"Go, bring that woman to me."

Clay shouted to the soldiers waiting outside the tent.

The soldiers looked at each other, and after making up something in their brains, each of them ran quickly in one direction.

"Troubles keep coming, can't you just stop?"

Clay rubbed the center of his brows with a headache. He really didn't want to deal with these chatterers, because it was beyond his control.

For example, Melisandre, the emissary of the Lord of Light, came to find him, probably because he and the Three-Eyed Raven came to find him for a reason. Just look at it the other way around. His Igni Sign also uses fire magic.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, when Clay was frowning and thinking, a hoarse and magnetic female voice entered Clay's ears.

"It looks like you need help, Agent of Ability God..."

(End of this chapter)