Dominate the Game of Thrones with Mount and Blade

Chapter 47: Shiel Village

In the open space in the center of the village, Arthur and his friends sat on wooden stools carried out by the villagers and ate around the table.

Dinner was only in the afternoon, and lunch was already past the time.

One can’t do either, just eat enough.

Fortunately, the food was delicious. After Arthur finished half a chicken, a leg of lamb, and three pieces of freshly baked bread, his stomach finally stopped singing.

“Where’s the village chief? Come here.” He ordered after taking a gulp of beer.

A skinny old man wearing a wheat-colored top and gray linen pants came over with a smile on his face.

“Master, are you satisfied with this hospitality?”

Arthur nodded, “How much do I need to pay you?”

This is the eastern part of the riverland, which is more prosperous than the western part of the upper reaches of the Red Fork River, but because it is in the countryside, he can’t say the price.

“Just give us six silver deer in total.” The old man smiled even happier when he heard Arthur take the initiative to pay.

According to his rich life experience, nobles who can interact with civilians like this are often noble, but not many.

More commonly, their villagers paid for labor and food, but only got a beating.

Two half-grown lambs, seven chickens, plus five or six basins of fruits, unlimited beer and bread, only six silver deer in total, which made Arthur feel very cost-effective.

He took out eight silver deer from his purse and slapped six of them on the old man's hand first, "This is the meal money."

Then he put the remaining two in the old man's other hand, "This is a tip for you, to pay for your labor and feed the horses."

The village chief clenched his hands and quickly retracted his arms to his side, as if Arthur would change his mind.

But while doing this, the smile on his face became even bigger, "It is our honor to satisfy the masters. I won't bother you."

He was about to retreat and leave.

But Arthur took out another golden dragon, a shining golden dragon, which made the old man stop retreating.

Arthur used his thumb to bounce the golden dragon up, then caught it with his palm, repeating this several times.

The village chief's shining eyes also rose and fell with the golden dragon, "Master, you said, we can definitely meet your requirements."

At this moment, he believed that if the master in front of him asked him to dig out his dead wife, he could immediately get her out of the grave and satisfy some of the master's fetishes.

"I need a few strong horses to carry me and my luggage, and I also need a solution for that red horse."

The old man's wrinkled face suddenly became full, and he said excitedly: "No problem at all. We can find a few strong horses among the horses plowing the fields in our village. Although they are not as good as the war horses of the adults, they will have the same effect if we ride them in turn, and it will not delay your business at all."

"As for the red horse, I think we can take care of it and make sure that when you return from King's Landing and pass by here, its red hair will become shiny and smooth when you see it again."

Arthur asked back: "How do you know that we must pass by here when we return?"

The old man smiled: "Even if you don't pass by here, you can send a subordinate to pick up your little baby. Our village can't walk. Can we let hundreds of villagers stay away for a horse?"

Arthur nodded and agreed with the old man's words, "Go and do it quickly. We will set off after eating."

He threw the golden dragon to the village chief.

"What is the name of your village?" Desmond asked next to him.

"Shire, Shire Village, my lord." The old village chief ran away flexibly, but turned back to answer.

Arthur felt that the name of this village was very familiar. After picking and choosing in his memory, he remembered that this was a village that the Mountain had massacred.

According to the plot of the original book, after the Mountain Gregor Clegane received the order from the Lannister head and Duke Tywin in Casterly Rock, he went east along the Golden Road, crossed the Blackwater River and went north, and began to burn, kill and loot from the east side of the God's Eye Lake, and slaughtered all the way to the upper reaches of the Red Fork River.

The purpose of doing this is, first, to disperse the troops of the river lords, second, to reduce the war mobilization capacity of the river, and third, to make the river lords tired of pacifying the civilians in the territory and unable to cope with the call of the feudal lord Tully family.

Tywin, the man who served as the King's Hand of the Mad King for 20 years, has a brain, and few in the Seven Kingdoms can match him.

The success of this strategy almost made the Tully family lose the hearts of the people in the river.

Soon after the war began, there was a famous saying: three spit, one for Lannister, one for Stark, and the remaining one for Tully.

Arthur did not expect that the village he accidentally encountered would be the object of the Mountain's "kindness".

It seems that there is a destiny in the dark, and he and the Mountain are destined to fight.

In a moment, the village chief and several villagers had brought three skinny horses to Arthur.

"My lord, are you satisfied with these horses?"

Although the horses are skinny, they are quite big, and there is no problem carrying a person.

One horse for Arthur to ride, one horse carries Arthur's sledgehammer and sword, and the other is a spare, which is enough for Arthur to get to King's Landing.

The Lord of the Red Mill smiled at the village chief, "I am very satisfied. In view of your service to us, I am willing to make a prophecy for your village and give you some suggestions. Do you want to listen?"

He suddenly wanted to give these poor people some tips.

The village chief didn't know what the old man was talking about, but for the sake of the golden dragon and the silver deer, he smiled and said, "You tell me, you tell me, I will definitely stop and keep it in mind. When the prophecy comes true one day, I will act according to your advice."

Patrick on the side looked at Arthur's actions curiously and asked Desmond, "What is he doing? Making predictions and giving advice, who does he think he is?"

Desmond didn't know either, "Look, Mr. Arthur is not a ghost."

Arthur walked out of the range of the table and benches and stood in an open space, his hands hanging naturally, his eyes closed, as if he was feeling some mysterious existence.

Then, he suddenly raised his right arm, raised it high above his head, and muttered in his mouth, as if communicating with something.

The reason why he raised his right hand instead of both hands was because he didn't want to perform the Faguo military salute.

Arthur had previously decided to go to King's Landing to pretend to be a charlatan to make money. This time, he planned to practice giving predictions and advice to the villagers of Shier Village.

The three servants and the surrounding villagers were also attracted by his behavior. They whispered to each other and discussed what the master was doing.

After feeling that he was pretending to be serious, Arthur suddenly shouted, then opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

"I predict: in more than a month, your village will be burned, killed and looted by the army led by the tallest and strongest man in the Seven Kingdoms, and after letting you bleed enough, this group of evil people will continue to go north and commit all the crimes in the world along the God's Eye Lake and the Red Fork River."

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