Chapter 99 The Northern Army (5.2k)
Twenty-four days after Lord Eddard Stark confronted the false king in King's Landing, honor had not triumphed over sword.
The young master of the North, Rob Stark, summoned his vassals in Winterfell, commanded about 16000 northern troops, left Winterfell, and quickly went south along the King's Road.
The search for his father, Lord Eddard, who was lost near Harrenhal, is one of them, and more importantly, this army will fight for Eddard Stark's honor.
The North will never submit to the false king's throne.
Kill the false king, and the army goes out!
But now, this army is stationed north of the Neck, waiting for the extremely important vassal of the Stark family, the young heir of the Manderly family, Clay Manderly, and the 2300 northern soldiers under his command .
Moat Cailin, the Northern Army camp
The young commander-in-chief of the army, Rob Stark, was resting his hands on the table. The table in front of him was full of scattered maps, and he was surrounded by the seal of his father Ed Stark. minister.
Joffrey didn't behead Ed, so they were Ed's vassals, not Rob's.
He originally discussed in the hall of Cailin Bay, but the young commander thought that he should stay with the army. This was a proposal that these old nobles could not refuse, so the meeting was changed to It was carried out in the tent in the center of the legion.
In a dark stove, the burning firewood crackled harshly. Although it was very warm, it was far from the passion of the adults in the tent.
"That old fellow Wyman, this time let a child lead the army, are you confused?"
Loud, whiny head of the Umber family, Jon Umber, known as the Greatjon.
This tall man, nearly seven feet tall, was standing in front of the table covered with maps, shouting loudly, without realizing that the commander in front of him was also a child.
Mrs. Caitlin, who was standing next to Rob, heard the words that made her uncomfortable, and immediately stabbed aloud:
"My lord, I think it is necessary for me to remind you that there is probably a person younger than the "child" you mentioned in this tent."
Dazed for a moment, Jon Amber, who had been subdued by Rob and his direwolf Gray Wind, realized his slip of the tongue, smiled embarrassingly, and hurriedly gave Rob a sorry look.
Unexpectedly, Rob didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't hear the words just now.
"Clay and the others should be here soon. The scouts from yesterday have already arrived."
Rob raised his head and said to his mother that he was very much looking forward to meeting his friends.
In his heart, both of them are young leaders, so they naturally feel the same.
Caitlin was also very impressed by the young man who became famous in Winterfell, nodded and said:
"When he comes, you should go to meet him. I remember you have a good relationship."
At this time, Jon Amber reacted, he touched his head and asked:
"The boy who killed the Lannisters in front of King Robert?"
Rob glanced at him and showed a faint smile:
"The Mandalay family, there is no more suitable young commander than him."
……
As the main character in their conversation, Clay was riding a horse at the front of the team, talking with Sir Marlon who was walking side by side.
The surrounding demon hunter guards, four of them protected the two in the middle, and the remaining one was guarding back and forth, although Clay's strength was much stronger than them.
Because there are a large number of infantry, the speed of the Mandalay family's army cannot be too fast, not to mention whether the quality of this army can support a forced march.
Even if they were able to forcibly march to Cailin Bay, they would have to rush south again after a short rest. Clay is the commander in chief, so he wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
Recalling all the details he could remember in normal wars in his mind, Clay was now concerned about a problem.
"Sir Malone, among the more than 2000 of us, where can we rank in the northern army?"
Clay put away the map in his hand, and threw out a question to the old knight beside him.
The old jazz touched his chin, looked back at the steel jungle behind him, thought for a moment, and gave an answer:
"Not counting Stark, the top five must be ranked."
This answer did not satisfy Clay, because in this kind of joint venture army, whoever has more troops is actually equal to a larger share in the company.
The right to speak is sometimes very important.
Why did Roose Bolton lead the Eastern Army after the division of the Twin Rivers?
The Bolton family sent more than 3000 troops in this war, the largest army under the Stark family.
Without Stark, the commander of the Eastern Army can only be Bolton, and this is not what Clay wants to see.
Roose Burton is a good hand at planning the bloody wedding, playing tricks and backstabbing, but when it comes to his combat skills, he is indeed a bit trendy.
Clay didn't want to hand over the pawns in his hands to such a person to lead, this was simply giving away.
If there is a chance, Clay will find a way to seize control of the first army. Taking ten thousand steps back, the army in his hand cannot be lost.
"Then what do you think, if the troops are divided, can we in Mandalay be the commander-in-chief?"
Clay throws up his second question.
Startled by this question, Sir Marlon didn't follow Clay's train of thought at all, divide the troops?Why divide the troops?Where to divide the troops?
The old jazz, who was full of question marks, forced himself to think about this question. He didn't make Clay wait too long, and gave his own answer.
"If the troops are divided into two groups, I can clearly say that we can't fight, Stark must be one, and the other is either Bolton or Karstark or Amber."
"In terms of military strength alone, we have some advantages over the rest except Bolton, but the problem is Clay, you have never been on the battlefield, and it is impossible for this second army to be handed over to you, my lord in the north. They won't agree."
The old jazz's answer did not meet Clay's expectations, but, to put it another way, if it is not possible to divide the troops into two groups, what about three groups?
The Twin River City divided its troops so that Rob would personally command the cavalry to attack Jaime Lannister by surprise, while the remaining infantry went to meet Tywin who was heading north.
But now, the situation of this war is different. Ed Stark's last news was near Harrenhal. According to intelligence, it is now the Lannister-controlled area.
Perhaps, a high-mobility cavalry with a small number but extremely strong offensive capabilities will be needed to bypass Tywin's army and go straight into Harrenhal. Duke Tucker.
With Lannister blocking the king's road, Ed Stark could only remain anonymous and his subordinates would be broken up into pieces. Otherwise, the remnants of the northern army in his hands would not be able to stop Tywin's army anyway. .
If he falls into the hands of Tywin, then half of the war will be lost in the North, because Robb Stark will be cautious. After all, he has not won the battle of the Whispering Forest yet, and he has not caught James. Tom Lannister.
Without an equal amount of chips, the game would be unplayable.
Three days later, the dusty Clay could already see the Northern Army camp that occupied the entire hillside.
The so-called 2000 people are boundless. Clay had already felt that the more than [-] people in his hand had given him enough visual impact.
But when he really saw this magnificent army camp, he could only sigh how insignificant the power of an individual is in the face of war.
He saw a group of cavalry holding the gray-white direwolf flag and the red-bottomed iron fist flag, heading towards his army.
"It's from the Glover family." Sir Malone reminded with a smile.
Clay nodded. As a well-educated young man, he certainly knew the flag of the Glover family.
He really wanted to know who Robb had sent to meet him, and it seemed that the members of the Stark family who went south with him were only his mother Caitlin.
Wouldn't Bran Stark also follow?It shouldn't be.
But soon his doubts were answered, because he recognized the leader of the cavalry, a tall young man in a gray and black cloak.
"Ser, Robb Stark himself has come to meet us."
Clay was a little surprised, but he still reminded Sir Marlon.
Next to Rob was a middle-aged man with a gray beard. Clay didn't recognize him, but it was obvious that this man must be a member of the Glover family.
The cavalry approached quickly, and Clay also rushed out of the crowd on his horse.
The young masters in the northern border have come to welcome him, so it is naturally impossible for him to stay in the army.
From afar, Clay raised his arms and greeted Rob.
Ten seconds later, Rob's war horse stopped steadily in front of Clay under his superb equestrian control.
The arms of the two young heirs were clasped together, and they laughed. Clay looked at Rob, who hadn't changed at all, and joked:
"Sure, Mr. Rob, it didn't take long for you to become the master of an army of nearly [-] troops."
After hearing this, Rob smiled and gave Clay a slap on the shoulder. Then, he stepped aside slightly, pointed to the middle-aged man who was half a horse behind him, and introduced:
"Galbert Glover, Lord of Deepwood Motte."
Is this the master of House Glover of Deepwood Motte?Clay looked at the burly man in front of him, smiled and stretched out his hand:
"My lord, Clay Manderly, send my regards to you on behalf of my grandfather."
Gabriel Glover, who has been observing Rob and Clay, can confirm one thing at this time, the relationship between the heir of Manderly in front of him and Rob Stark is probably very good, and Mrs. Catelyn is also very clear at this point.
At the time, it was Lady Caitlyn's idea to ask Rob to meet Clay.
Rob and Clay were about the same age, which attracted Earl Glover's attention. In this war, I am afraid that this Clay will gain Rob's trust.
He reached out his hand and held it together with the hand that Clay handed over. Earl Glover smiled and exchanged greetings with Clay, and then said nothing more, after all, the owner here is still Stark.
Seeing that the two already knew each other, Rob gave an order to Earl Glover:
"Lord Earl, please find a dry and flat place for the Manderly family's army. I will take Clay to see my mother first. After you make arrangements, come to the big tent. Almost everyone is here. We It’s time to discuss what to do next.”
"My lord." Earl Glover agreed, and Clayburn wanted to call out Sir Marlon to arrange the stationing, but unexpectedly, Sir Marlon rode out by himself.
Earl Glover seemed to know Sir Malone, but he laughed and repeated the actions of Clay and Robb just now.
"Let's go, let's go to the big tent, and I will introduce you to my father's vassals."
Rob took Clay away, but Clay noticed that when Robert mentioned these vassals, his tone was not as relaxed as before.
"Why, these adults, can you handle it?" Clay probably guessed what happened to Rob, so he asked.
Before his good brother, Rob didn't hide his thoughts at all. He said with some distress:
"They all followed my father and won the usurper's war. Although this time I summoned them to go south to rescue my father, none of them had a second opinion, but I can see that in their hearts, they still only take I was a child."
"To be honest, you and I are both children in their eyes." Clay shrugged, his tone quite helpless.
Clay understood what happened to Rob. It was a typical situation where the master and the ministers were strong. If Rob hadn't gained Stark's reputation on the battlefield, these old guys might have made something wrong a long time ago.
"Daeron Targaryen was only 14 years old when he conquered Dorne!" Robb expressed his dissatisfaction with the old guys talking about their age.
"Forget it... The Young Dragon King did conquer Dorne at the age of 14, but so what? The Iron Throne first died 1 people for this battlefield, and in the end, in order to maintain the rule there, they broke down again." More than 5 people were lost."
Clay understands Rob's feelings, but the example he cited is really inappropriate.
"In the end, the young dragon king Daeron Targaryen himself died in the war he set off with his own hands. Rob, war is not just about blood and fire. Sometimes, women and garlands can The role played is much greater than the former.”
Humming twice, Rob couldn't find a reason to refute Clay's words.
Along the way, Rob thought about it and shared with Clay what happened in Winterfell.
The two brought their own personal guards, and the banner behind them also turned into a direwolf and a mermaid holding a trident.
In a panic, Clay followed Rob and stepped into the barracks composed of more than 1 northern soldiers.
Along the way, soldiers with weapons and equipment were everywhere, and Clay saw the family crests of various northern families. The closer to the center of the camp, the more soldiers of the Stark family.
The two of them got off their horses at the gate of the camp, and Clay's personal guards were taken to rest by Stark's soldiers. They were not qualified to enter here.
"Let's go, let you see how many unpleasant things children will hear in this camp."
Rob lifted the curtain of the big tent and walked in with Clay.
As soon as they entered the door, there were many people standing or sitting inside, and their eyes were all attracted by Rob and Clay.
Looking around, sure enough, those who came were all people who were as old as his father.
He saw that Mrs. Caitlin, who was sitting in the innermost seat, nodded and smiled at him. Clay left a very good impression on Caitlin during his stay in Winterfell.
The northern nobles present all understood Clay's identity.
Clay, who had just found an empty chair to sit down, saw a rough man who was taller than him, and immediately yelled at him:
"Boy Mandalay, how many troops did you bring with you this time?!"
Loud, very loud.The tone is very impolite.
Clay frowned, he didn't know who this person was, Caitlin introduced him aloud:
"He is Jon Umber, Lord of the Last Hearth."
Nodding to Caitlin, indicating that he knew, Clay turned his attention back to Jon Amber, with an unceremonious tone:
"Master Amber, may I ask in what capacity are you asking me this question?"
The tent fell silent, and everyone was quietly listening to the conversation between the two.
Jon Amber didn't understand what Clay meant, he frowned and shouted with some whitening eyebrows:
"Boy, what do you mean?"
"If you are asking this question as the master of the Umber family, then, as the heir of White Harbor, I don't have to answer your question. If you are asking me as a vassal of the Stark family, then the same Vassal, I don't need to answer you either."
Clay stared coldly at Jon Amber's angry face, and continued:
"If you are asking this question as an army commander more experienced than I am, then I can tell you, but be careful my lord, teenagers can let a wolf bite off two of your fingers, then I , you can also use a sword, and let you lose two more!"
With a bang, Jon Amber kicked the chair away, and touched the giant sword at his waist with his big hand.
Sitting beside him, a thin, pale-skinned middle-aged man held Jon Amber's arm, preventing him from drawing his sword.
"What do you want to do! Lord Amber?" Rob yelled, and then Jon Amber angrily let go of the hilt of his sword, picked up the chair and sat in with a bang.
A pair of bull's eyes stared at Clay angrily, as if they wanted to eat him.
"My lord, haven't I asked for your name yet?"
Clay smiled at the man who had just stopped Jon Amber, and asked:
But when he heard the answer, the smile on his face became very unnatural for a moment, because the name was:
"Roose Bolton."
It is really a new experience to write such a large chapter for the first time, but from my own feeling, there are more things that can be described, and I have more opportunities to lay out some things I like.
That's right, didn't the heroine reveal her identity before? Some masters have their own ideas. Let me share with you my understanding. In the entire Game of Thrones, the Dragon Queen must be the most distinctive female character. She is not a vase, but a queen. Not the queen.
Of course I can let the protagonist go to Essos before and kill the horse king directly, but here comes the question, is this Daenerys still her?
Possibly, this becomes a vase with this name on it. It has never seen blood and fire, never experienced pain and loss, so it is probably like Myrcella, just a flower in a greenhouse.
This is boring.
I don't know if I can write emotional dramas, I will try it in the future, if not, I will not write, because Daenerys is such an important role, it is definitely inappropriate to chop it off with a knife.
Whether the protagonist has true feelings for her, I think it is not very important, whether she has true feelings for her or not, her claim to the throne is real.
The protagonist marries the three idiots. Assuming that the male Starks are all abolished, it is equivalent to gaining the Northern Territory claim, and the same is true for Daenerys.
As for the future, let's just look at my pen.
(End of this chapter)
Twenty-four days after Lord Eddard Stark confronted the false king in King's Landing, honor had not triumphed over sword.
The young master of the North, Rob Stark, summoned his vassals in Winterfell, commanded about 16000 northern troops, left Winterfell, and quickly went south along the King's Road.
The search for his father, Lord Eddard, who was lost near Harrenhal, is one of them, and more importantly, this army will fight for Eddard Stark's honor.
The North will never submit to the false king's throne.
Kill the false king, and the army goes out!
But now, this army is stationed north of the Neck, waiting for the extremely important vassal of the Stark family, the young heir of the Manderly family, Clay Manderly, and the 2300 northern soldiers under his command .
Moat Cailin, the Northern Army camp
The young commander-in-chief of the army, Rob Stark, was resting his hands on the table. The table in front of him was full of scattered maps, and he was surrounded by the seal of his father Ed Stark. minister.
Joffrey didn't behead Ed, so they were Ed's vassals, not Rob's.
He originally discussed in the hall of Cailin Bay, but the young commander thought that he should stay with the army. This was a proposal that these old nobles could not refuse, so the meeting was changed to It was carried out in the tent in the center of the legion.
In a dark stove, the burning firewood crackled harshly. Although it was very warm, it was far from the passion of the adults in the tent.
"That old fellow Wyman, this time let a child lead the army, are you confused?"
Loud, whiny head of the Umber family, Jon Umber, known as the Greatjon.
This tall man, nearly seven feet tall, was standing in front of the table covered with maps, shouting loudly, without realizing that the commander in front of him was also a child.
Mrs. Caitlin, who was standing next to Rob, heard the words that made her uncomfortable, and immediately stabbed aloud:
"My lord, I think it is necessary for me to remind you that there is probably a person younger than the "child" you mentioned in this tent."
Dazed for a moment, Jon Amber, who had been subdued by Rob and his direwolf Gray Wind, realized his slip of the tongue, smiled embarrassingly, and hurriedly gave Rob a sorry look.
Unexpectedly, Rob didn't even raise his head, as if he didn't hear the words just now.
"Clay and the others should be here soon. The scouts from yesterday have already arrived."
Rob raised his head and said to his mother that he was very much looking forward to meeting his friends.
In his heart, both of them are young leaders, so they naturally feel the same.
Caitlin was also very impressed by the young man who became famous in Winterfell, nodded and said:
"When he comes, you should go to meet him. I remember you have a good relationship."
At this time, Jon Amber reacted, he touched his head and asked:
"The boy who killed the Lannisters in front of King Robert?"
Rob glanced at him and showed a faint smile:
"The Mandalay family, there is no more suitable young commander than him."
……
As the main character in their conversation, Clay was riding a horse at the front of the team, talking with Sir Marlon who was walking side by side.
The surrounding demon hunter guards, four of them protected the two in the middle, and the remaining one was guarding back and forth, although Clay's strength was much stronger than them.
Because there are a large number of infantry, the speed of the Mandalay family's army cannot be too fast, not to mention whether the quality of this army can support a forced march.
Even if they were able to forcibly march to Cailin Bay, they would have to rush south again after a short rest. Clay is the commander in chief, so he wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
Recalling all the details he could remember in normal wars in his mind, Clay was now concerned about a problem.
"Sir Malone, among the more than 2000 of us, where can we rank in the northern army?"
Clay put away the map in his hand, and threw out a question to the old knight beside him.
The old jazz touched his chin, looked back at the steel jungle behind him, thought for a moment, and gave an answer:
"Not counting Stark, the top five must be ranked."
This answer did not satisfy Clay, because in this kind of joint venture army, whoever has more troops is actually equal to a larger share in the company.
The right to speak is sometimes very important.
Why did Roose Bolton lead the Eastern Army after the division of the Twin Rivers?
The Bolton family sent more than 3000 troops in this war, the largest army under the Stark family.
Without Stark, the commander of the Eastern Army can only be Bolton, and this is not what Clay wants to see.
Roose Burton is a good hand at planning the bloody wedding, playing tricks and backstabbing, but when it comes to his combat skills, he is indeed a bit trendy.
Clay didn't want to hand over the pawns in his hands to such a person to lead, this was simply giving away.
If there is a chance, Clay will find a way to seize control of the first army. Taking ten thousand steps back, the army in his hand cannot be lost.
"Then what do you think, if the troops are divided, can we in Mandalay be the commander-in-chief?"
Clay throws up his second question.
Startled by this question, Sir Marlon didn't follow Clay's train of thought at all, divide the troops?Why divide the troops?Where to divide the troops?
The old jazz, who was full of question marks, forced himself to think about this question. He didn't make Clay wait too long, and gave his own answer.
"If the troops are divided into two groups, I can clearly say that we can't fight, Stark must be one, and the other is either Bolton or Karstark or Amber."
"In terms of military strength alone, we have some advantages over the rest except Bolton, but the problem is Clay, you have never been on the battlefield, and it is impossible for this second army to be handed over to you, my lord in the north. They won't agree."
The old jazz's answer did not meet Clay's expectations, but, to put it another way, if it is not possible to divide the troops into two groups, what about three groups?
The Twin River City divided its troops so that Rob would personally command the cavalry to attack Jaime Lannister by surprise, while the remaining infantry went to meet Tywin who was heading north.
But now, the situation of this war is different. Ed Stark's last news was near Harrenhal. According to intelligence, it is now the Lannister-controlled area.
Perhaps, a high-mobility cavalry with a small number but extremely strong offensive capabilities will be needed to bypass Tywin's army and go straight into Harrenhal. Duke Tucker.
With Lannister blocking the king's road, Ed Stark could only remain anonymous and his subordinates would be broken up into pieces. Otherwise, the remnants of the northern army in his hands would not be able to stop Tywin's army anyway. .
If he falls into the hands of Tywin, then half of the war will be lost in the North, because Robb Stark will be cautious. After all, he has not won the battle of the Whispering Forest yet, and he has not caught James. Tom Lannister.
Without an equal amount of chips, the game would be unplayable.
Three days later, the dusty Clay could already see the Northern Army camp that occupied the entire hillside.
The so-called 2000 people are boundless. Clay had already felt that the more than [-] people in his hand had given him enough visual impact.
But when he really saw this magnificent army camp, he could only sigh how insignificant the power of an individual is in the face of war.
He saw a group of cavalry holding the gray-white direwolf flag and the red-bottomed iron fist flag, heading towards his army.
"It's from the Glover family." Sir Malone reminded with a smile.
Clay nodded. As a well-educated young man, he certainly knew the flag of the Glover family.
He really wanted to know who Robb had sent to meet him, and it seemed that the members of the Stark family who went south with him were only his mother Caitlin.
Wouldn't Bran Stark also follow?It shouldn't be.
But soon his doubts were answered, because he recognized the leader of the cavalry, a tall young man in a gray and black cloak.
"Ser, Robb Stark himself has come to meet us."
Clay was a little surprised, but he still reminded Sir Marlon.
Next to Rob was a middle-aged man with a gray beard. Clay didn't recognize him, but it was obvious that this man must be a member of the Glover family.
The cavalry approached quickly, and Clay also rushed out of the crowd on his horse.
The young masters in the northern border have come to welcome him, so it is naturally impossible for him to stay in the army.
From afar, Clay raised his arms and greeted Rob.
Ten seconds later, Rob's war horse stopped steadily in front of Clay under his superb equestrian control.
The arms of the two young heirs were clasped together, and they laughed. Clay looked at Rob, who hadn't changed at all, and joked:
"Sure, Mr. Rob, it didn't take long for you to become the master of an army of nearly [-] troops."
After hearing this, Rob smiled and gave Clay a slap on the shoulder. Then, he stepped aside slightly, pointed to the middle-aged man who was half a horse behind him, and introduced:
"Galbert Glover, Lord of Deepwood Motte."
Is this the master of House Glover of Deepwood Motte?Clay looked at the burly man in front of him, smiled and stretched out his hand:
"My lord, Clay Manderly, send my regards to you on behalf of my grandfather."
Gabriel Glover, who has been observing Rob and Clay, can confirm one thing at this time, the relationship between the heir of Manderly in front of him and Rob Stark is probably very good, and Mrs. Catelyn is also very clear at this point.
At the time, it was Lady Caitlyn's idea to ask Rob to meet Clay.
Rob and Clay were about the same age, which attracted Earl Glover's attention. In this war, I am afraid that this Clay will gain Rob's trust.
He reached out his hand and held it together with the hand that Clay handed over. Earl Glover smiled and exchanged greetings with Clay, and then said nothing more, after all, the owner here is still Stark.
Seeing that the two already knew each other, Rob gave an order to Earl Glover:
"Lord Earl, please find a dry and flat place for the Manderly family's army. I will take Clay to see my mother first. After you make arrangements, come to the big tent. Almost everyone is here. We It’s time to discuss what to do next.”
"My lord." Earl Glover agreed, and Clayburn wanted to call out Sir Marlon to arrange the stationing, but unexpectedly, Sir Marlon rode out by himself.
Earl Glover seemed to know Sir Malone, but he laughed and repeated the actions of Clay and Robb just now.
"Let's go, let's go to the big tent, and I will introduce you to my father's vassals."
Rob took Clay away, but Clay noticed that when Robert mentioned these vassals, his tone was not as relaxed as before.
"Why, these adults, can you handle it?" Clay probably guessed what happened to Rob, so he asked.
Before his good brother, Rob didn't hide his thoughts at all. He said with some distress:
"They all followed my father and won the usurper's war. Although this time I summoned them to go south to rescue my father, none of them had a second opinion, but I can see that in their hearts, they still only take I was a child."
"To be honest, you and I are both children in their eyes." Clay shrugged, his tone quite helpless.
Clay understood what happened to Rob. It was a typical situation where the master and the ministers were strong. If Rob hadn't gained Stark's reputation on the battlefield, these old guys might have made something wrong a long time ago.
"Daeron Targaryen was only 14 years old when he conquered Dorne!" Robb expressed his dissatisfaction with the old guys talking about their age.
"Forget it... The Young Dragon King did conquer Dorne at the age of 14, but so what? The Iron Throne first died 1 people for this battlefield, and in the end, in order to maintain the rule there, they broke down again." More than 5 people were lost."
Clay understands Rob's feelings, but the example he cited is really inappropriate.
"In the end, the young dragon king Daeron Targaryen himself died in the war he set off with his own hands. Rob, war is not just about blood and fire. Sometimes, women and garlands can The role played is much greater than the former.”
Humming twice, Rob couldn't find a reason to refute Clay's words.
Along the way, Rob thought about it and shared with Clay what happened in Winterfell.
The two brought their own personal guards, and the banner behind them also turned into a direwolf and a mermaid holding a trident.
In a panic, Clay followed Rob and stepped into the barracks composed of more than 1 northern soldiers.
Along the way, soldiers with weapons and equipment were everywhere, and Clay saw the family crests of various northern families. The closer to the center of the camp, the more soldiers of the Stark family.
The two of them got off their horses at the gate of the camp, and Clay's personal guards were taken to rest by Stark's soldiers. They were not qualified to enter here.
"Let's go, let you see how many unpleasant things children will hear in this camp."
Rob lifted the curtain of the big tent and walked in with Clay.
As soon as they entered the door, there were many people standing or sitting inside, and their eyes were all attracted by Rob and Clay.
Looking around, sure enough, those who came were all people who were as old as his father.
He saw that Mrs. Caitlin, who was sitting in the innermost seat, nodded and smiled at him. Clay left a very good impression on Caitlin during his stay in Winterfell.
The northern nobles present all understood Clay's identity.
Clay, who had just found an empty chair to sit down, saw a rough man who was taller than him, and immediately yelled at him:
"Boy Mandalay, how many troops did you bring with you this time?!"
Loud, very loud.The tone is very impolite.
Clay frowned, he didn't know who this person was, Caitlin introduced him aloud:
"He is Jon Umber, Lord of the Last Hearth."
Nodding to Caitlin, indicating that he knew, Clay turned his attention back to Jon Amber, with an unceremonious tone:
"Master Amber, may I ask in what capacity are you asking me this question?"
The tent fell silent, and everyone was quietly listening to the conversation between the two.
Jon Amber didn't understand what Clay meant, he frowned and shouted with some whitening eyebrows:
"Boy, what do you mean?"
"If you are asking this question as the master of the Umber family, then, as the heir of White Harbor, I don't have to answer your question. If you are asking me as a vassal of the Stark family, then the same Vassal, I don't need to answer you either."
Clay stared coldly at Jon Amber's angry face, and continued:
"If you are asking this question as an army commander more experienced than I am, then I can tell you, but be careful my lord, teenagers can let a wolf bite off two of your fingers, then I , you can also use a sword, and let you lose two more!"
With a bang, Jon Amber kicked the chair away, and touched the giant sword at his waist with his big hand.
Sitting beside him, a thin, pale-skinned middle-aged man held Jon Amber's arm, preventing him from drawing his sword.
"What do you want to do! Lord Amber?" Rob yelled, and then Jon Amber angrily let go of the hilt of his sword, picked up the chair and sat in with a bang.
A pair of bull's eyes stared at Clay angrily, as if they wanted to eat him.
"My lord, haven't I asked for your name yet?"
Clay smiled at the man who had just stopped Jon Amber, and asked:
But when he heard the answer, the smile on his face became very unnatural for a moment, because the name was:
"Roose Bolton."
It is really a new experience to write such a large chapter for the first time, but from my own feeling, there are more things that can be described, and I have more opportunities to lay out some things I like.
That's right, didn't the heroine reveal her identity before? Some masters have their own ideas. Let me share with you my understanding. In the entire Game of Thrones, the Dragon Queen must be the most distinctive female character. She is not a vase, but a queen. Not the queen.
Of course I can let the protagonist go to Essos before and kill the horse king directly, but here comes the question, is this Daenerys still her?
Possibly, this becomes a vase with this name on it. It has never seen blood and fire, never experienced pain and loss, so it is probably like Myrcella, just a flower in a greenhouse.
This is boring.
I don't know if I can write emotional dramas, I will try it in the future, if not, I will not write, because Daenerys is such an important role, it is definitely inappropriate to chop it off with a knife.
Whether the protagonist has true feelings for her, I think it is not very important, whether she has true feelings for her or not, her claim to the throne is real.
The protagonist marries the three idiots. Assuming that the male Starks are all abolished, it is equivalent to gaining the Northern Territory claim, and the same is true for Daenerys.
As for the future, let's just look at my pen.
(End of this chapter)
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