"Sir Amory Lorch and his men were also captured by that brat, and most of the men we sent out were lost."

In Harrenhal, two brothers from the Lannister family were discussing the current war situation.

Sir Kevan Lannister is Tywin Lannister's younger brother and the second commander of the Lannister army.

He held a piece of intelligence in his hand and reported with a frown: "And the group of mercenaries from Qohor were also wiped out. That brat is more cruel than we thought. He learned the skills of the Bolton family and skinned all the captives and hung them on the head of the spear.

The most terrifying thing is that he didn't know what kind of witchcraft he used to make those poor people endure more than ten days of torture before they died. Now many nobles are no longer willing to go out to plunder. They are afraid of Robb."

Tywin listened to the report with a normal look. He held the golden wine cup, cut off a piece of roast suckling pig skin with a knife, and put it in his mouth to chew carefully.

"Poor Sir Amory Lorch. I still remember his brave performance when I broke into King's Landing and asked him to kill the mad king's granddaughter. He stabbed a little girl more than 30 times."

Tywin said this, but everyone could see that he didn't care much about the plight of those people. His son had returned, and the others were just chess pieces in his war.

Kevan Lannister continued to report: "The war in the riverlands has been spread to Luanhe City. The area of ​​God's Eye Lake under our control is already a sea of ​​fire. Livestock and supplies have been looted."

Tywin swallowed the roast suckling pig skin. The piece he was eating was looted from the Earl of Lakewood in Wildraven Castle.

Kevan was a little annoyed: "But recently, Robb has been wandering around the riverlands with a team of unknown number. All the teams that met him were captured, and no one escaped."

Tywin took a sip of wine to relieve his greasiness: "I underestimated this kid. I didn't expect him to be able to restrain his mind and not come to Harrenhal to fight me, but to do something like leading the army in person."

Three hundred years ago, the "black-hearted" King Harren plundered half of the resources of Westeros and built Harrenhal in the riverlands.

Workers, gold, stones, and thousands of years of fish beams were transported in succession, tens of thousands of slaves died of exhaustion, and it took forty years to build it.

So this fortress is the tallest and strongest fortress in Westeros, with five towers covering the sky and the walls as solid as a rock. Even if there are many enemies, it is impossible to break through easily.

It's a pity that King Harren met Aegon the Conqueror and his three dragons at that time.

Although Aegon the Conqueror could not break the city wall, the surging dragon flames suffocated the people inside.

Since then, the Hall family disappeared from the world forever.

Every family that obtained Harrenhal afterwards would encounter misfortune, and this place became a dark and cursed place.

Although Harrenhal is an unfortunate city, for the Lannister army occupying Harrenhal, this is the most suitable place in the entire continent to fight a decisive battle with the Stark army.

So Tywin kept sending small-scale teams to plunder the territory of the riverlands, just to force Robb to make a decision.

Tywin's strategic planning is almost unmatched in this world:

If Robb doesn't care about himself, the nobles of the riverlands will lose patience and loyalty.

Even if Robb lets the army plunder the Westerlands, the losses recovered cannot make up for the laxity of people's hearts, because they can only rob supplies from the Westerlands, but cannot save their relatives and friends in the riverlands.

And in the Westerlands, Tywin has also prepared a back-up plan early.

Ser Stafford Lannister, Tywin's cousin and the brother of his late wife.

He is quietly gathering an army near Casterly Rock. As long as the northern army invades, they will hold the other side back.

At this time, Tywin can take the initiative to attack and eat up the old peeling army, which will seriously damage the vitality of the North.

If Robb ignores everything and comes to Harrenhal to fight with him, it will be even better. This is what Tywin wants most.

Facing Robb's third way to break the deadlock, Tywin also began to think about how to deal with it. His fingers tapped the table rhythmically, brewing a conspiracy, making the atmosphere in the room even more depressing.

"Now is the time to compete in endurance. We don't have much time. We must get rid of this troublesome little devil as soon as possible."

Tywin finally made up his mind: "Robb's move means that the nobles in the riverlands can no longer sit still. They want to protect their own territory and wealth.

What we have to do is to hold this string and continue to plunder the riverlands. As long as one noble leaves Riverrun to defend his own territory, the team in the riverlands will be completely dispersed."

Sir Kevan Lannister reminded: "Our people are also very scared. Robb's methods are too horrible. No one is willing to go."

Tywin smiled contemptuously: "Heh, a bunch of vultures. They almost knelt down and begged me to let them go to plunder, but now they are weak. But it's useless for them to go. They are no match for Robb."

Ser Kevan Lannister guessed his brother's thoughts: "Ser Gregor Clegane? This is a good choice. He may be able to capture the brat alive. Even if he is defeated, he will not be unable to escape and leave us in the dark."

"Yes, it's the Mountain. Where is he now?"

"He just plundered Darry, but there are not many people in that city. It is said that Robb, the brat, forced most of the nobles to take refuge in Riverrun."

Tywin frowned slightly: "Let the Mountain make a bigger noise, you send people to support the Mountain, and wait until Robb, the brat, collides with the Mountain before you take action."

Sir Gregor Clegane is famous for his brutality, and he is tall and burly. Just seeing his appearance can scare many people to tears.

It is really the right person to use him to do such a thing.

Sir Kevan Lannister went out to arrange the task, and old Tywin stayed in the study to think.

Tywin was very confident in the fighting power of the Mountain. Even if Robb was not captured alive, it would be fine to repel the opponent's team.

In this way, the nobles under his command would have the courage to rob again.

In addition, some other back-up plans should be prepared.

Tywin thought about it, wrote a few letters, and secretly sent them to the earls stationed in the West, as well as the Luanhe City in the north and the direction of Roose Bolton's army.

After writing, Tywin rubbed his temples tiredly.

The current situation reminded him of the scene of the crusade against the Mad King many years ago.

There were rebels everywhere, and the continent of Westeros was in flames.

What he had to figure out now was: who was his enemy and who was his friend.

Tywin muttered to himself: "Just wait and see, a mere kid from the Stark family dares to call himself king..."

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