Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

The wailing drums finally stopped, and the sounds of fighting also disappeared. The gate of the East Castle had completely turned to ashes, leaving only the iron-plated part covered with black ash.

Yohn Royce walked out of the castle with Robert and Lynn. Their faces were covered with dust, but they could not hide their joy at all. They had big smiles on their faces and could not stop for a moment.

"Duke Artis, we have taken over the East and West Castles of the Twins. The Frey family is in the seven hells. It is really difficult to distinguish between men and women. I have sent people to guard them strictly and no one is allowed to approach." Yohn said.

Lynn Corbray dusted off the dust on his cloth. In order to facilitate the boat, he did not choose to wear heavy armor. "There are really a lot of them. It's like getting into a pile of weasels."

"Hahahaha!" Lynn's metaphor immediately made Yohn and Robert laugh. Artis also smiled. The victory was hard-won.

"Where is the young man in Grafson?" Yohn asked his son Robert.

"Sir Jon should be counting the property of the Frey family. I saw him go straight to Maester Bennett who serves the Twins with an account book in his hand. I guess it's a huge sum of money." Robert replied.

"Let's go into the city first and talk about it later. There is a victory waiting for us to celebrate." Lynn said anxiously. He thought of a red-haired boy in the city and felt restless.

Artis nodded, and the heavy cavalry of Arryn's personal guards behind him guarded him on both sides. The city gate was in ruins, and the bodies were being cleared by the soldiers of the valley to the flat ground outside the city, ready to be burned as usual.

"Pay attention to distinguishing the people of the Frey family and burying them when the time comes." Jon told Robert, who nodded.

Artis rode into the Twins, and the soldiers who were cleaning the blood at the city gate immediately found his duke.

He stood up excitedly, "For Artis Arryn!"

The soldiers stopped what they were doing, "For Artis Arryn!"

The voices were overwhelming, and the gloom of dawn covering the Twins seemed to be crawling under this call, crawling under the wings of the eagles in the valley.

Artis pulled his hand out of the blue cloak, picked up the long sword and waved it in front of the soldiers, "For the valley!"

"For the valley!"

The soldiers drew their long swords, and Yohn, Robert and Lynn Corbray behind them also drew their long swords and shouted in unison.

"Where are the people of the Frey family?" Artis asked Yohn after walking into the main hall.

Yohn looked at Lynn Corbray, who said to Artis, "I have locked up old Walder in a dark room. The East Fort is mainly the son of old Frey's eldest son, Stevron, and they are all placed in their dungeon. Damn, there are really a lot of people. I didn't care about the women and children, but I kept them under strict guard."

"Out of courtesy, please invite the respected Marquis Walder to come and calm him down." Artis said.

Lynn nodded and left immediately.

The main hall of the Twins City is luxurious, with soft purple gauze covering the small windows, and the wine glasses on the long table are inlaid with gold lines. What is even more shocking is that a whole map of Westeros is carved on the stone long table, from the Land of Everwinter to the Summer Sea, vivid, as if the world is under your fingers.

Artis sat at the main table where old Walder usually sat, with a soft cushion underneath, and it was very comfortable to lie on it.

Ange poured a glass of wine, handed it to Artis at the table, and stood aside.

"Did you kill the enemy on the battlefield following Earl Jon?" Attis asked.

Ange smiled at him and pointed to the dagger at his waist, "This one pierced the throats of two people," then shrugged and showed his longbow, "The bow and arrow shot eight people in the head."

Attis smiled, "Beautiful, if this goes on, I will personally enthrone you as a knight sooner or later, Ange, on the Giant's Spear, I will enthrone you as a canyon knight."

Ange was stunned. He knew what this meant, and his heart was touched, and a look of joy filled his face.

Violent footsteps came from the door, and old Walder stumbled from the door and fell to the floor of the main hall. He looked up in embarrassment and looked at Attis Arryn, whom he had been looking forward to meeting.

"Attis Arryn, I..." Old Walder looked at Attis on the main seat, panting, and pointed at Attis.

Atis stood up and walked down from the main seat, saying, "Lord Frey, you are frightened. I didn't expect that the mercenaries under your command would be so disrespectful of honor and betray you so easily. The Canyon Knights are the chosen of the Seven Gods and will not allow such things that disregard the gods to happen. I have no choice but to deal with the mercenaries for you."

"You..." Old Walder's eyes were wide open and he couldn't speak.

"It's a pity that the mercenaries are very cruel. Many of your family members have been killed. Don't worry. King Robert asked me to punish the criminals. I think it is likely that this group of mercenaries. Marquis, you should also pay attention. The people who buy people with golden dragons are destined to have no price for loyalty."

"Seven layers...seven layers of hell." Old Walder panted.

"It is indeed the seven layers of hell. Such a beautiful Twins City was ruined by traitors. This group of mercenaries must be the source of the Green Fork River banditry, but what is strange is why they accepted your employment?" Atis squatted down and looked at Old Walder.

"Nonsense...it was obviously you..." Old Walder shook his head and looked at Atis in disbelief.

"Yes, it was me. I helped you sort out the relationship with the bandits. The mercenaries deceived the Frey family's trust. If it weren't for the help of the Vale, I'm afraid the Twins would have been controlled by a group of thugs." Atis picked up the wine glass and handed it to Old Walder's mouth. "You should be grateful to me, Marquis."

"You must have been poisoned in this place!" Old Walder said.

Attis drank the drink in one gulp, "I need a handwritten letter to send to King's Landing. There are a large number of bandits, rioting in the northern part of the Riverlands. Many bandits fled to many territories of the northern princes in the Riverlands. The Frey family was betrayed by the bandits. We have suffered heavy losses. Please ask the valley army to help suppress the bandits."

Old Walder listened to Attis's statement in a daze, and looked at Attis's face as he sipped his wine slightly, his lips trembling, and his forehead resting on the ground, "Yes, the Frey family is begging the Valley to help suppress the bandits... "

Linn saw Artis nodding slightly, then picked up Old Walder and walked out of the main hall.

"With so many people in the Frey family, how do you arrange it?" Jon frowned and asked Attis.

Attis rubbed his temples and said with a headache: "We need an obedient Frey, and he must be higher up in the succession."

"Stefren died in his room, and his eldest son Lyman was imprisoned in the dungeon of the East Castle. Lyman's sons, Edwin and Black Wald, died in the rebellion, and there was another one with you. About the same age as Petyr Frey," Yohn Royce said. "Our grudge dispute with Tully involves these Freys. To be honest, ahem..."

Attis noticed Yon's discomfort, but he didn't say anything and just chose to continue listening.

"We must protect this young man's minimum noble honor." Yon said.

Attis nodded and sighed slightly in his heart. He found a hint of Ed in Bronze Yohn.

"Protect Frey's family, select Frey's children with the highest succession, and send them to the Eagle's Nest City," Attis said.

Yon nodded, "This is the most appropriate solution at present."

"The army has been fighting all night, so it's time to rest. There are still many battles to be fought in the future," Attis said.

"Okay," said Jon, "I have the army in good shape and ready to go."

"Tell Jon Grafson to keep the golden dragon in Twins City, and I will ask Nestor's people to come and claim it. This money is really hard-earned for the valley." Attis closed his eyes slightly, although he He wasn't involved in the battle, but fatigue still came to him and he needed to rest.

Angei put away the armor and sword on Attis, handed them to the soldiers on the side, and gave instructions on the route. Attis arrived at a bedroom in the East Fort.

A wooden barrel was prepared in the bedroom, and the hot water was ready. Attis got into the wooden barrel and closed his eyes to rest.

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"These damn mercenaries!" Robert cursed angrily. "Everyone in this group of mercenaries behaves badly, especially the one with the red nose. He almost climbed into a girl's bed. Damn it, that girl Haven’t experienced menarche yet! Damn it! These mercenaries!”

Lynn Corbray took a few sips of fruit wine and said nonchalantly: "A battle has just ended. All the soldiers in the valley need to vent, let alone those mercenaries who only care about money?"

"That is not in line with the spirit of chivalry, Lynn, you are a knight of the valley." Robert was quite dissatisfied. The tradition of the Royce family requires them to pay attention to honor.

"Canyon Knights are also human beings. Do you see how many Canyon Knights have gone to the towns of West Fort to have fun? Are you willing to stay here as a soldier?" Linn's mouth smelled of alcohol, "If it weren't for the noble lady, they wouldn't If you dare to touch it, you may be happy for a while, but it will be a disaster for the rest of your life.”

"It is natural for the people of the valley to obey the orders of Duke Attis." Robert said, he did not agree with Linn's words.

"Yes, yes..." Lynn Corbray said impatiently, "I also have to find happiness. You can take care of the mercenaries. Instead of seeing the mercenaries upset, it's better to send the golden dragon and tell them to go away. I think That kid Jon Grafson is doing this. You fight well, but the aftermath is not as good as that kid Grafson.”

"Besides," Linn smiled and held up the wine glass, "it may not be that the Duke does not need a woman's comfort. God, the Valley Eagle is still young!"

Robert frowned angrily, but he didn't know how to retort. He just stood up and said to Linn: "Sir Jon may not be able to control those damn mercenaries. I'm going to help."

"That's right!" Linn gave him a thumbs up, "We can't let the Duke handle everything, can we?"

Robert ignored him and left.