Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 195
The parchment was picked up, put down again, and picked up again.

The next news of Tywin Lannister's assassination is that Varys, the former intelligence chief of the Seven Kingdoms, is wanted throughout the Seven Kingdoms.

The murderer is known.

The cold wind blows from outside the account, blowing up some charcoal sparks from the steel basin, just like Cole's hard-to-calm heart.

Maybe it's time to go, Cole thought.

It seems that someone wants to make Westeros more chaotic. The Lannister family lost half of the lion's teeth without Tywin's pin.

The king is young, and there is no one who makes decisions in the royal court, so he will soon fall into a struggle for power.

The Rose family will not let go of such an opportunity, and Cersei Lannister will not let go of her rights.

Cole roughly read all the news in the letter, but his mind actually stayed in the most eye-catching words.

After putting down the letter, Cole got up quickly. He walked out of the camp like flying, stopped the training in the barracks, and then called all the officers into his tent.

The attendants lined up the chairs on both sides of the charcoal fire steel basin, and the officer in charge of training rushed to the camp after receiving the military order.

Cole was sitting on the main seat in armor. When they saw His Royal Highness in full armor, they seemed to have guessed something.

"Who else hasn't arrived?" The Prince of Storm's End asked.

Lange was walking into the tent at this time, and just in time to meet Cole's questioning, he couldn't help showing an embarrassed look. "Sorry, I'm late."

"Take a seat." Cole ordered.

"Yes, Your Highness." Lange quickly walked to the empty seat.

"It seems that everyone has arrived." He looked at the full chairs, "Then the meeting begins."

Cole cleared his throat: "The purpose of this meeting is to prepare for the return trip to the south. I decided to divide into two groups, and I will lead the two battle groups to go first. The remaining four battle groups will continue to stay here, waiting for Du Ran Baer Ammon brought back her royal highness, and escorted her back to Storm's End."

His gaze scanned the faces of the six regiment leaders, and he quickly decided on the candidate, "Langer, Lyle, follow me to the south, and let the soldiers prepare now."

The two officers who were named stood up from their seats. Lange was a black-haired Andal who was born as a serf. He followed Cole to the city in the battle to capture Storm's End, and then joined the cavalry. He participated in many battles with Cole, and his physique is not tall, but after a year of fighting and training, he looks strong.

Lange led a cavalry regiment, and this time he went north to Cole with two cavalry regiments, about 400 people.

Lyle is a very capable new military officer. He was born as a merchant. His father was a well-known merchant in Storm's End. He dedicated his loyalty and wealth to Cole, and sent his son to serve as a soldier under Cole.

This kid is not a rich second generation with no skills. He hired many teachers for him from his father to train Lyle's abilities in various aspects, such as martial arts, management, business and so on.

"By the way, get the Starfish and White Bird ready for sailing." Cole continued to order the two.

Cole assigned an officer to run the barracks after he left.

After releasing the next mission, Cole began to write a letter. He had to urge Duran to reach an alliance with the Stark family as soon as possible. If it was blocked, he had to take Shireen back to Eastwatch as soon as possible.

He also wrote a letter to the Great Wall.

After everything was arranged properly, Cole thought carefully about whether he had missed anything.

By the time the ships started sailing, it was already the evening of the next day, and the sky had turned yellow. Westeros is called the land of sunset by the Easterners. The sun was slowly sinking from the west, and the afterglow was cast on the sea, sparkling .

Cole stood on the deck, holding on to the rail of the boat, his shawl and silver hair blown by the sea breeze, and looked at the Great Wall stretching away.

When the capital of the North loomed in the manors and fields, it was the place Jon had dreamed of, where he had grown up, with his brothers and sisters.

Robb, little sister Arya, Sansa, Bran, Rickon.The faces of these familiar people came to his mind. Jon had hoped to ride south and come back here.

They went to an abandoned manor in the hills. It was here that his father executed a night watchman two years ago. He was a ranger. At that time, Jon didn't understand what a ranger meant. He is a deserter who escaped from the Great Wall, and he is full of all kinds of strange words.

But now that I think about it, maybe he was right, when he told them there were dead people outside the Great Wall, but everyone thought he was crazy.

The horses went on, and they got into a wood.

This is it, Jon told himself, his eyes on Ghost.

It was here that they found the dead direwolf, along with six direwolf pups.

Jon didn't stop looking for things he was familiar with until they reached the winter town. This place was much more lively than in memory. People would gather here only when winter came. It seemed that the people in the north knew that winter was coming. to.

Robb and his men meet them in front of the castle.

He had grown taller, Jon soon realized, and his auburn hair still stood out with a beard.

Jon got off his horse and handed the reins to his squire.

"Welcome home, my brother." Gray Wind followed Robb, the direwolf with only one eye and a long, narrow scar on his face.

Jon hugged him.Behind Robb was a group of people, including Maester Luwin, Ser Harris Moran, Ser Rodrik Cassel, and many strange faces, but Jon did not find Lady Catelyn among them.

The illegitimate child couldn't help laughing at himself, even though he was already the commander-in-chief of the night watchman, was he still not liked by Mrs. Stark?

"I've already held a banquet in the hall, let's bring the brothers of the night watchman in first," Robb said.

Walking from the city gate to the hall, he introduced the princes of the North to Jon, and the tall man who followed him was Jon Amber, the patriarch of the Amber family, known as "Big Jon".

Finally, the Amber family in Hearth City, their territory actually ranges from Seal Bay to the east of the King's Road, and the wildlings always sneak across the patrols of East Watch to harass the Amber family's territory.

Jon also introduced to Robb the Count Duran Bar Amon who came with him.

"You are also welcome at Winterfell, Your Excellency." Robb said calmly.

"I am deeply sorry for what happened to the Duke," Duran said.

The atmosphere of the banquet was not heavy, and Robb arranged it in an orderly manner.

Jon sat between Maester Luwin and Robb, and as Lord Commander of the Night's Watch rather than Stark's bastard son, he deserved the honor.

"I'm glad you're here, Jon," Robb told him.

Robb's every move is no different from his father's. He issued orders majestically and dealt with guests calmly.

"If it can help you," Jon replied.

"I can't stay here long, you know the war is still going on in the south, and the general must be with his men," Robb told him.

Jon thought bitterly in his heart, why isn't he like this, the Great Wall has a lot of troubles.

Beside Robb was a girl Jon was sure he had never seen at Winterfell.

As if realizing that Jon was looking at her, Robb said, "Forgot to introduce, this is my wife Jenny, 'Jane Westerling'. She is pregnant." His eyes were full of tenderness.

"Hello, Lord Jon." Janey greeted with a crisp voice.

She was a pretty girl with curly chestnut hair, brown eyes, and a slightly protruding belly.

"He's my brother, just call him Jon, Jeyne."

The girl smiled shyly.

"If it's a boy, I'm going to call him 'Ed,'" said Robb.

Jon nodded. "Father's business?"

"I have ordered the best masons in Winterfell to carve a statue in his likeness."

Both brothers looked sad.

After the dishes were cleared away, the guests dispersed.

"Go see your father," Jon said to Robb.

They picked up the torches and walked in the direction of the cellar.

Darkness and coldness quickly enveloped them, just like the memories they explored again and again, they used to play here.

Go deep along the rows of stone pillars and statues, almost to the end.

There are no statues in the crypt, but they all know who is sleeping here.

"It's my fault." Jon's voice was hoarse, "If it wasn't for saving me, father wouldn't either"

"No, it's not your fault, Jon." Robb's voice was extremely low, and by the light of the fire, Jon could see the tears in the corners of Robb's eyes.

The wind howled in the cellar, and in the dark corridors, it seemed that countless shadows were swaying in the weak firelight. Generation after generation of kings of the north were buried here.

Jon Stark, Rickard Stark, Brandon Stark.
In the depths of the deep cellar, there are even more ancient kings.

Robb's shadow seems to be one with them, and Jon will never have the chance to join them, here is the tomb of the king in the north.

But when he turned his gaze to the vaults of Lord Rickard Stark, there might be exceptions.

Jon walked to the statue of the woman, who he thought was his aunt "Lianna Stark", because of his father's thoughts, they slept together here.

And she was actually her own mother.

The statue made him feel strange and confused, and the price of the truth was so cruel. If he had to choose, Jon would rather be kept in the dark for the rest of his life than have any accident happen to his father.

Once upon a time, he was so looking forward to knowing who his mother was from his father, he never doubted whether Ed Stark was his own father.

"Father is here to protect you." Robb told him, "Aunt Lyanna was kidnapped by Rhaegar, and Robert Baratheon hated him so much. If he knew you were Rhaegar's child, he would definitely not let her go." You. So my father chose to hide it from everyone, including my mother."

"Tell me about the Night's Watch, Jon," Robb asked.

"Where do we start with this?" Xue Nuo sighed, and he paused for a while, "At least now I have the final say on the Great Wall."

"It seems that we have to cooperate, Jon." Robb smiled bitterly.

He shook his head, "If you mean the war in the Seven Kingdoms, then I'm sorry I can't do anything, Robb. We made an oath that we will not participate in any affairs of the Seven Kingdoms except not to marry a wife and have children."

Robb fell silent. He knew the oath of the night watchman. There was a deep friendship between the Stark family and the night watchman. They respected every guard on the Great Wall.

"About the Wall," Robb told him. "Our blood against the wildlings has not been avenged."

"The armies of Randyll Tarly and the Freys in the south are watching, and they may cross the Neck and go north at any moment, so the matter of the Great Wall can only be left to you." Robb stared at his face. "I'll send the Greatjon with you."

Jon paused for a while before saying, "Robb, I hope what I said won't make you think I'm a lunatic."

He remembered what Cole had said to him.Enemies, their enemies are never living.

The young wolf lord was stunned, only to hear Jon Snow say: "I saw it with my own eyes, Robb." He said seriously, "When we took the oath to join the Night's Watch, we passed through the city gate, left the Great Wall, and arrived at the Ghost Shadow. I made an oath under the weirwood in the forest, and I couldn't find a heart tree more than a dozen miles south of the Great Wall.

Bai Ling found two corpses in the woods. They were night watchmen, and they were rangers who followed Uncle Bunyan out of the Great Wall. We brought the corpses back to Castle Black. In fact, those corpses had turned into monsters who had been resurrected from the dead. We Call them 'ghouls'.The ghouls came to life and attacked the conning tower and the armory, the kind of monsters that are hard to kill with swords, only flames, and they burn at the slightest touch. "

"I saw it with my own eyes." Jon emphasized again, "Xiong was the commander-in-chief before me. He led us to leave the Great Wall and go deep beyond the Great Wall. There, our team was attacked by wights and suffered heavy losses."

"I know who our enemy is, Jon. If there are dead men, they won't be able to climb a wall seven hundred feet high, at least for 8000 years." Robb's eyes flashed helplessly, "Compared to the dead, Lan Nist's army is already close at hand. From here, go south along the King's Road, and you can reach the Neck in a few days. Although I don't think they have the courage to pass through the Neck, the riverland is my grandfather's territory. I It cannot be ignored.”

Jon Snow looked at Robb in astonishment, "Are you still planning to go south?"

"Tywin Lannister is not having a good time in King's Landing." Robb knew far more about the South than he did. "Go up, the torches are almost burnt out."

They walked out of the tomb side by side. Jon glanced back at the darkness and couldn't help sighing, "I don't know where Bran and Arya will be."

"I've sent people to look for it, and someone last saw Arya in Sea Front City."

The weather outside the cellar was no different from the cold underground. The night was cool and the wind was biting. A howl of a wolf sounded from the castle, followed by a howl of a wolf running in the ice field.

Robb looked at his brother beside him, and found that Snow was looking at him, and the two smiled at each other.

"Winter is coming, Snow."

"Winter is coming, Stark."

(End of this chapter)