Game of Thrones: From Lord Elden to Young Wolf

The fighting continued until early morning.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the Whispering Forest, the war that was destined to go down in history finally subsided.

In the woods, bloody dewdrops condensed on the leaves and grass, dripped along the texture on the body, and then quickly disappeared.

Robb sat under the tree to rest. Gray Wind acted as Robb's backrest and protected him firmly. He made a gurgling sound in his throat. Last night, he was howling and fighting, and his throat was not very comfortable now.

The rest of the wolf cavalry were sitting around, and a few wolf cavalry dragged their tired bodies to watch in the jungle, guarding against the sudden attack of the enemy troops near Riverrun.

As for the corpses and trophies scattered on the ground, they really didn't have the extra energy to sort them out.

Sir Blackfish sat opposite Robb and reported the results of last night's battle: "We captured nearly a hundred knights and a dozen nobles, including Earl Westerling, Earl Benfort, Sir Gales Greenfield, Islam The Earl, Ser Tytos Brax, Malor the Dornishman... We also captured three Lannister men, all nephews of Lord Tywin, two of them are his sister's, and one is his. My dead brother’s…”

"The bodies are still being counted. We don't know how many people died on the opposite side yet. According to my visual inspection, about half of the enemies fled an hour after the fight started."

These series of names made Robb's head hurt: "Tell us about our casualties. I'm more concerned about this."

Sir Blackfish's tone paused: "We lost fifty-eight people and more than a hundred were injured."

Robb was a little sad. If possible, he really hoped that none of his wolf cavalry would be sacrificed. This is war, and only blood and fire can forge outstanding warriors.

Theon Greyjoy sat on Robb's left hand: "We have captured the Kingslayer! Now the bastard in King's Landing will be stunned. Lord Ned can be saved!"

"hope so……"

Robb knew that Emperor Joe would go crazy and kill Ned Stark at this time, but there was still hope of saving his two sisters.

Although both of them will experience hardships and grow up in the subsequent plots, Robb would rather his relatives spend their lives peacefully in the greenhouse.

Suffering is not the only thing that can make people grow. People who praise suffering must have ulterior motives.

Robb looked at the remaining two hundred wolf cavalry. Although their faces were full of exhaustion, their expressions were very exciting. For many of them, this battle was worth bragging about in the tavern for the rest of their lives.

This team can continue to fight, but only after adequate rest.

Robb began to think about the current battle situation: Riverrun still needs our support. There are still more than 10,000 enemies besieging the city. However, after they learned about the battle in the Whispering Forest, their morale should have hit rock bottom. It was a decisive battle. It's time.

"Sir Blackfish, is there any news about Lord Jason Mallister?"

Jason Mallister is the lord of Seaside City. Currently, almost all of the Riverlands has been looted by the Lannister family. Only three cities, Riverrun City, Luanhe City and Seaside City, have not been breached.

Haijiang City is near Luanhe City, so Robb asked Blackfish to inform Jason Mallister early in the morning, asking him to lead people from Haijiang City to the Whispering Forest.

After all, no matter how powerful the three hundred wolf cavalry are, it is impossible for them to break through the fortified camp of 10,000 people head-on. This has nothing to do with courage, it is simply an act of seeking death.

Sir Blackfish's intelligence work is unparalleled: "I received the news. This raven was also very lucky. It was not shot to death in the chaos. According to your instructions, Jason Melly of Haijiang City Lord Ste has already set off with his army."

"But their speed is a bit slow, because they met a lot of riverland soldiers and wandering knights who were defeated by James before. He is absorbing these people and preparing to integrate the team. It is estimated that they will reach the Whispering Forest in two days, with a total of two thousand people. about."

Robb calculated in his mind that the old weasel in Luanhe City could pull up a team of four thousand people by himself. Haijiang City was not as rich as Luanhe City. Plus the defeated soldiers absorbed on the road, there could be two thousand people. It's good if there are more than one person.

In addition, there are more than 3,000 people guarding the city in Riverrun City. Although the troops on our side are at a disadvantage, they are not unable to fight.

No matter how difficult it is, can it be more difficult than the battle last night?

Having made up his mind, Robb began to order: "In that case, let's wait here for Lord Jason to come with his people. Sir Blackfish, please keep in touch with Riverrun. Once we attack, they will also need to cooperate with us to fight back. "

The next thing was simple. After the wolf cavalry had rested, they happily began to explore for their spoils.

Robb treated the wolf cavalry very well, and would give them trophies based on their merits in every battle. The armor of these dead enemies was expensive, and Robb would distribute it fairly.

At the same time, Robb also began to meet his trophy.

Jaime the Kingslayer was stripped of his armor and brought to Robb covered in blood. His blond hair was dyed black with dried blood.

"Ser Jaime, you are so majestic. You almost brought down the Riverlands."

James raised his head and stared at Robb: "What the hell are you?"

Robb shrugged: "Just a poor man who wants to save his family. I won't kill you. I can get my family back by sending you back to King's Landing."

James' face looked a little sad. This kind of captive exchange after defeat was really an insult to his reputation.

But the good news is that his reputation was already at rock bottom.

Robb changed the subject: "But besides that, we still have an account to settle."

James was a little confused.

Robb kindly reminded: "You pushed my brother downstairs, causing him to be disabled for life; you stabbed my father's knee in King's Landing, causing him to walk on a crutch. Can this be forgotten?"

"It's up to you."

James was very calm. He actually felt guilty about Bran. He was just a child, but he hurt him for his own selfish desires, and he deserved to be punished.

Robb nodded: "Very good."

Without any nonsense, Robb swung his sword and completely cut off James' left hand: "This is revenge for Bran's disability."

Before Jaime could scream, Robb had already pulled out a spear and threw it at Jaime's knee, directly piercing Jaime's knee and sticking into the ground.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

James' screams of pain echoed through the Whispering Forest.

Robb wiped his hands: "Fair enough, crippled and crippled, through the knees and through the knees, Lannister, now a debt must be paid."