The king on the Great Wall

Page 185

Needless to say, Robb had already come to the same conclusion. He pulled out the sword at his waist, breathed out and shouted: "Those with weapons stand in the front row, long live the North!"

Amidst the screams of killing, the original fire brigade followed the Lord of the North and launched a brave charge. Judging from the momentum, it was impossible to tell that less than half of them had weapons.In front of them, although there were many soldiers of the Land Grant Army who entered the armory from the east gate and arrived first, they were fighting with the guards guarding the armory. Half of them had already entered and the other half were still outside the house... for a moment , This wave of ferocious counterattack seemed to be effective, until the back row of the "rebels" turned their heads in a panic under the order of the commander, and threw balls with sparks at their feet one after another.

-

Chapter 520 The Wolf in the Urn

Across the vast distance of billions of feet, the fusion light of the central body of this galaxy still stubbornly penetrated the clouds, bringing the dawn of a new day to the land in the north.

In the gloomy morning light, the wall of this castle that has stood for thousands of years has already been hung with a black cloth symbolizing land-grant and a Targaryen red dragon flag indicating its camp.

After spending most of the night clearing out the remnants of the enemy and completely controlling the castle, and even sending people down to search the tomb of the Stark family, Iger, surrounded by reserve soldiers who were useless in the end, set off from the winter town headquarters and walked To the castle that he had visited countless times, but for the first time entered in a non-peaceful way.

The ruins of the long-burned stables have not even emitted a few wisps of smoke, and the frightened horses have been drawn and gathered together. In the wide but messy open space inside the gate, a large number of captured defenders are forced by swords. Gather together and line up to wait.Most of them are still confused and do not understand how they lost the battle, but a few recognized the commander-in-chief of the night watchman who walked in through the city gate, and squinted with angry and contemptuous eyes. Two of them were particularly brave and shouted. They cursed "chameleon" and spit in Iger's direction...It's a pity that their courage and courage did not win applause and cheers, but only a blow from the guard who put them on the knees and knocked them to the ground.

Iger doesn't have the mind and strength to care about these pawns who don't know anything, and there are more important things waiting for him to deal with.

The dead must be cremated, the wounded need to be treated, the captives must find a place big enough to hold them, and the civilians can only be driven back to the winter town outside, not to mention that the east and north city gates that were blown up need to be repaired as soon as possible... In addition, More important than all of this put together: Although the Land Grant Army had captured the castle, they hadn't completely captured Winterfell.

A little north of the center of the castle, the main castle, the core building, is still under the control of its original owner.

It's not that the land-grant army who invaded the city was unwilling or unable to take down the building in one go, but Iger had already clearly ordered that the attack on the fortress was prohibited.Rather than attacking it violently, Iger is more willing to take it down in a gentle way to ensure that the occupants are not hurt.

This is an era when nobles are the most human beings, and the inevitable casualties of soldiers during the siege will be forgotten by those "adults" in a blink of an eye, but if Iger accidentally kills one or two members of the Stark family, not only His original overall arrangements for the northern border will be forced to be transferred to plan B, and the reputation of revenge will be circulated in the upper circles of Westeros for a lifetime, and he will never get rid of it.

And now, the tall round building before him was more like a urn than a fortress, holding tightly to every living Stark in the world.

Oh no, not all, all minus one.

The supreme ruler of the North, Robb Stark, the owner of the castle that had just been captured, was wounded and captured alive in the battle last night!

"Master Robb led a group of soldiers from the side when we attacked the arsenal last night, and almost caught us off guard, but we threw out all the bombs we were carrying in time, and this unlucky guy was the first to charge, He was blown out immediately." The officer who captured Robb's team explained to Iger, "After that, the people who followed him were desperately trying to snatch him out, and that's how we judged that we had caught him. Unbelievable big man, catch up and grab a look: Hey, there is a direwolf coat of arms on the armor!"

Robb was able to survive being knocked out. In addition to his own hard life, part of the reason is actually due to the new reward and punishment rules of the Land Grant Army.

Due to many considerations, Iger hopes to minimize the casualties of the defenders in this battle-whether it is members of the Stark family or ordinary soldiers loyal to them.But emotional softness is one thing, but rationality clearly told him that he was the supreme leader of the Land Grant Army, and he was first and foremost responsible for the lives of his own soldiers, not the lives of the enemy.It is impossible for Iger to simply and rudely issue orders such as "shoot softly" and "not allow Stark to be hurt", so that the soldiers are restrained. After thinking about it, they can only decide to save people in a curve.

He specifically stipulated that the reward for victory in this battle is not determined by the number of prisoners killed, but by the number of prisoners. Each living civilian and defender prisoner corresponds to a certain reward, which will be shared equally by the entire army after the total. It is 100 golden dragons, which are only shared among the captured troops!

One hundred gold dragons, to the nobles of Westeros, this is not a high social status and money to buy their lives, but at this time, the result of long-term control of land-grant prices and living standards is revealed——in the eyes of land-grant soldiers Here, this number is as attractive as the tens of millions of prizes in the modern world. Even if it has to be shared with dozens of people, it is rich enough to make most of them think twice when they want to make up the knife or kill them all. think, and then affect the final result.

……

"Very good." Iger didn't hesitate to praise, and nodded affirmatively. "The reward will be credited to everyone in your team... This saves me a lot of effort."

"Not only that, we learned from the same group of prisoners that Robb was in charge of putting out the fire on the school grounds when we broke the city, and that's why he didn't have time to escape into the main castle and defend it. Moreover, it was also because of the fire , I dare to say that the number of guards in the main castle is definitely not more than double digits, maybe even only a dozen, and it is easy to take it down. Your internal response can be regarded as a great achievement, and the adults should give him a note. A bounty is it."

It's her, not him... Iger thought to himself.Of course, he would not be so ignorant as to reveal that Myrcella was his "internal agent": she already had a terrible life experience, if people found out that she actually "betrayed" the adoptive family, then the saying that "evil seeds are inherently vicious" probably She will fly all over the sky again, and it will be difficult for her to get out of the predicament even if she changes her identity again.

It's funny to say that when he asked the little princess to set the fire, his consideration of "holding her down" was far greater than what he expected the fire to create.Who would have thought that this random move would eventually bring him results far beyond expectations: Not only did he move the tiger away from the mountain, dismantling the defenders in the city, but also allowed the siege troops to be defeated one by one, greatly reducing the intensity of the street fighting, He also caught the big fish Robb Stark out of the main castle.

In the initial battle plan, Iger judged that Robb would inevitably retreat into the main castle to continue to resist after the city was broken, and formulated follow-up countermeasures for this. Who would have thought that it would seem that it would not be necessary now.

The bounty Myrcella probably doesn't need it, and when she has time later, she can fulfill one of her other wishes as a reward.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Iger quickly frowned again: "Wait, since the main castle is empty of troops and Robb is in our hands, then the persuasion should go smoothly, why is there no news?"

"Uh...Although Robb survived, he was seriously injured. The doctor said that he was lucky to be able to save his life. I'm afraid he won't wake up within a day or two. And no matter how we shout, there is only one answer in the main castle: let us We show Robb to them. My lord, do we carry Robb unconscious, or?"

They want to make sure that Robb is safe and sound, and what's the point of carrying him there when he's half dead?

After struggling for a while, Iger realized that he was too happy before.

The capture of Robb by his subordinates does mean that Iger can choose not to take further hostile actions but to wait until the latter wakes up to persuade his family to surrender, but he has already learned from the report he received before entering the city: Maester Luwin All the ravens in Winterfell were released last night, so one can imagine where they flew.The northern army that has gathered in Savin City can march here in less than a day. Of course, I can easily defeat them with the advantage of firearms, but after I have already captured Winterfell to achieve the strategic goal, I will use up my combat readiness. There is no point in fighting the northerners.The gunpowder used was wasted, and the soldiers killed in battle were completely useless, not to mention that Roose Bolton and Daenerys Targaryen would not know when to arrive.

Time seems to be on your side, but in fact it is not necessarily!

After pondering for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth: "Take Robb Stark to the armory and arrange for someone to take care of it properly. Tell the artillery squad to bring the guy in, and we will proceed as planned!"

-

Chapter 521

Amidst the creaking axles, a horse-drawn convoy entered through the broken gate. The cars were big and small, but all of them left white ruts on the cold ground where they passed. All the objects were covered with thick snowproof cloth, and were protected by the entourage as if they were guarding artifacts...Wherever they went, even the soldiers of the Land Grant Army who had just broken through the castle and made great achievements consciously avoided them and paid attention to them. An awe-inspiring atmosphere pervaded for no reason.

The team walked slowly through the east gate that had just been cleared, drove through the open space in front of the guard room full of people of all colors, and finally stopped under the armory.

Lifting off the thick cloth, the escorts surrounded the carriage, and hurriedly began to move the long sticks and short sticks, large barrels and small barrels in the carriage-in short, all kinds of miscellaneous objects that could not be identified were removed from the carriage and transported into the arsenal. Among them, what attracted the attention of the residents and captured soldiers the most was the strange object that five or six people worked together to lift up using various tools such as slings and horizontal bars: a long cylindrical shape with a slightly thick end, The dark blue shiny metallic luster, the black hole with no bottom to be seen, the weight that bends the carriers...

No matter which detail it is, it reveals an indescribable sense of oppression and power.

"Battering ram?" Anyway, they were standing there without incident, and the captives began to quietly speculate on the origin and function of this thing.

"Probably not. The door of the main castle is not thick. If you want to make a battering ram to knock it open, you can solve the problem by cutting down any tree, but that thing looks like bronze."

"Could it be some witchcraft prop? Last night, the doors on the east and north sides were destroyed with a 'bang'. Maybe it was the witch from Asshai who used this thing!"

A group of people stood in the cold wind for a long time, discussing how the rebels entered the city last night, and now this guess, which is very close to the correct answer, immediately shocked many people.

"The bastard is going to use this to attack the main castle?!" Yagao, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, was taken aback. He was on the wall not far from the east gate when the blasting team launched the attack last night, and he still remembered the power of the explosion. The gate of the main castle is not even half as thick and strong as the east gate. If it is attacked to such a degree...no one within dozens of feet can survive!

He who was loyal to the Stark family suddenly became anxious.

"Hey! The door of the main castle is only a few feet thick, and it will break after a few hits. Are you afraid of shocking the people inside to death with this?" The former guard of Winterfell now teaches the enemy to protect the master. It's strange to think about how to attack the main castle, but at this juncture, I can't take care of so much, "Tell your commander: a living Stark is more valuable, and let him not do stupid things!"

"You don't think you've been beaten, do you? Shut up!"

The nearby guards raised their weapons to intimidate the prisoners, trying to calm down the captives, but after being called out by Yagao, the other captured soldiers also recalled: Although they were defeated, the reason why they were willing to be driven out To be a prisoner in the open space instead of desperately resisting, in addition to being stunned by the combination of explosives + bombs, a large part of the reason is actually the restraint and gentleness shown by the occupying side: the Land Grant Army not only did what the slogan called They generally surrendered without killing, and they didn't wantonly burn, kill and loot after they took control of the castle... Just now, they even boiled water on the school grounds and provided them with a simple breakfast.

All kinds of friendly actions gradually subsided the panic and fear of the residents and the defeated soldiers. They recalled: the Night Watchman and the Northern Territory have always had a good relationship, and the two sides fought side by side. In view of the old friendship, they will not be ruthless after victory. Hands make sense.

But the little sense of security that was finally born, burst like a bubble with the appearance of the strange bronze item just now—the weapon suspected to have broken the gate last night.The rebels unintentionally put on this posture of killing the wolf family and leaving no one alive. How can these people who were born as the Stark family be able to settle down?

Unrest and turmoil spread like water waves, and it was about to turn into a prisoner riot. Fortunately, the general of the Land Grant Army who was in charge of guarding noticed the abnormality in time.

……

Lyon was one of the first members of the security team established by the Logistics Department in King's Landing. He was Iger's personal bodyguard on weekdays, and served as a middle-level officer during wartime.He approached the source of the noise, frowned like his commander-in-chief, and asked loudly, "What's the noise here?"

"Sir... this guy doesn't know what's going on, he clamored that the living Stark is the most valuable, and told the commander-in-chief not to do stupid things."

"Hey, you are in charge, right?" Yagao rushed to the front of the crowd regardless of his injuries, and demanded loudly, "Let me see your commander, there must be other ways to solve this matter!"

"Huh?" The black-clothed officer looked at his subordinates and then at the captive who provoked the trouble. His brain worked a little, and he guessed the general situation. After thinking about it again, he even conceived a solution.

He turned towards the captives and waved his arms: "Everyone, please be quiet, I know that everyone is worried about the safety of the relatives and friends who are still in the main castle and the Stark family, but I can guarantee: Mr. The commander made it clear at the combat meeting that no matter what happens, there will not be even a single casualty in Winterfell today. Because of our positions and ideals, we have become enemies for a short time today, but look For the sake of the old and the new gods, the Night Watchman Corps has never been stained on the principle of 'keeping its word'!"

"After standing for a long time, everyone must be a little tired. Next, we will disperse everyone to the hall and the winter town outside the city according to their physical condition. If everything goes well, we will no longer be enemies before dark today. Already!" The shouter did not give others a chance to ask questions or refute and attack him, and as soon as he finished speaking, he temporarily controlled the scene and waved his hand to signal the soldiers in charge of guarding around to disperse and transfer the prisoners, and then turned to Yagao who squeezed out of the crowd: "As for this friend, I just have something to see the commander-in-chief. If you have any good ideas or something you must talk to him, come with me—bring him out."

The last words were addressed to the subordinate soldiers around. Two Land Grant Army soldiers walked into the pile of prisoners and led Argao out of the crowd. The latter followed them out of the clearing with his head held high.

The turmoil of the captive group gradually subsided as Leon came forward to appease and the restless "catfish" was removed...but their "spokesperson" or "representative" was not taken away as expected. He met the Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch, but was locked in a small dark room away from the square alone.

The dangerous elements were isolated, and the group of captives were also divided into three parts and driven away from the main castle. While the Land Grant Army outside the house was busy trying to kill the threat of riots in the cradle, Egg Wei in the house Sturt is also seriously supervising the assembly of the artillery, waiting to witness the first roar of this weapon in actual combat.

***

As the last self-protection barrier of the Stark family, the main castle is not only built of solid granite, but also has a hidden mystery in its structural layout: Although it looks like an ordinary building standing in the city, the lower half of it only has shooting holes. There are no windows, and there is only one entrance and exit around the body. It is higher than the ground and is not open to the square. Instead, it is connected to the arsenal next to the guard room through a closed bridge.

The advantages brought about by this design are too many to explain in a short time, but the core point is: any enemy who invades and successfully invades Winterfell City, don't even think about bypassing the defenders and directly attacking the main castle to deal with it. The Starks carry out "beheading", but they must first completely defeat the defensive forces and occupy the arsenal before they pose a threat to the final goal.

Iger met the pre-conditions for attacking the fortress, but he gave up the storm and chose to persuade him to surrender in order not to hurt the members of the Stark family... It's a pity that the soldiers under his command failed to persuade him to open the gate of the main fortress. a big problem.

It stands to reason that he should show his eloquence in person at this time... But the reality is: no matter how good the eloquence is, it can only be effective if the person is willing to listen.Under the label of "chameleon", the old friendship has become a drag instead. When Robb is in a coma and it is difficult to appear on the stage, what he said by himself is not only worthless, but may even have the opposite effect.Time waits for no one, even if he is helpless, he can only resume the artillery deterrence plan that he had abandoned long ago, and take the road of physical persuasion.

Not long ago, Iger encountered a visit from R'hllor in a dream. The goddess spoke so many words in the dream, but he was not completely convinced, but after waking up, the "gift from heaven" dispelled all his doubts... Was it the dragon scale that pierced through the roof and shot into his body that made him wake up and figure everything out?Of course not, it's just that the strength shown by this hand made Iger realize that he had to believe it if he didn't believe it.

The fact is so cold: Sometimes, a show of strength is a better way to persuade than a barrage of explanations and exhortations.

***

The first batch of artillery that was ready to be put into service was cast at that time, and three were scrapped. Two of the remaining seven were left in Houguan Town for emergencies, and the remaining five were sent to the south in a hurry much earlier. Iger brought it with him as a hole card.Five, this number looks shabby, but considering the tight preparation time and the scarcity of qualified artillery, it is enough to satisfy him.

The purpose of the so-called "cannon deterrence" is naturally deterrence rather than killing. In this case, even five is too much.Iger ordered that only one of the doors be moved into the arsenal, assembled on the spot and arranged at the end of the bridge facing the gate of the main castle.

"Land Grant I" is a primitive front-loading smoothbore gun with simple structure and operation. The gun is more than one meter long, and it is equipped with spherical projectiles that are not even the size of a fist. If you have to measure its caliber by the standards in the original world, then It’s probably between four and five pounds. It’s not that Iger doesn’t want a bigger and more advanced model, but that with limited resources and time, the initially established land-grant arsenal was the first to complete the verification and confirm the reliability. Just this one for the time being - it's a fact that the firepower is not strong enough, and this is the main reason why he didn't have the nerve to take out this cannon as a deterrent when he was still outside the city.

Of course, lack of firepower when facing the double walls of Winterfell is one thing, but in front of the wooden gate of the main castle, the Land Grant Type I appears to be completely overwhelmed.

The walls and roof of the arsenal became the best cover, and the artillerymen didn't even have to worry about the harassment of arrows from the enemy. At this distance from the gate of the fort, even the crude aiming device on the cannon seemed a bit redundant. After a rough visual inspection and a little adjustment, the chargeer stuffed a pack of gunpowder granulated by Bachelor Coburn himself into the barrel of the gun.Loading, feeding, pressing, piercing the charge and inserting the fuse... After a series of simple and stylish preparations were completed, the squad leader told Iger: "It can be launched at any time."

"Let's launch."

Without much emotional preparation, the gunner ignited the fuse, and after a brief burn, the first shot of the Night Watchman's Southern Expedition fired.

"boom!"

The minimum amount of charge brought a slightly crisp bang. Two sparks, one large and one small, were ejected from the muzzle and ignition port at the same time. At the same time, he spat out black cannonballs, and flew towards the gate of the main castle not far away with afterimages.

-

Chapter 522 Surrender

Fixed target, 40 meters distance, no hostile fire harassment...

Naturally, there was no reason for such an ideal bombardment to miss. Two-tenths of a second after the cannon was ejected, the sound of it hitting the target was transmitted back to the ears of everyone in the arsenal.When the gunpowder smoke cleared, Iger, who was looking for the point of impact, was a little surprised to find that despite the low charge, the projectile shot through the door and into the main castle without any suspense, not only passing through the hole, but also bringing a The long cracks along the grain of the wood—I don’t know whether it’s because the gate cut corners and turned it into a bean curd project, or the thermal weapons that cross the ages have such terrifying crushing and destructive power.

I hope no one is standing behind the door—Iger thought to himself.Without thinking too much, he nodded and ordered: "Go ahead, fire three more rounds."

The artillery resets, the barrel is cleaned, and the reloading... Iger has no intention of attacking the main fort. Naturally, he has no requirements for the rate of fire. Get a better sense of the horror of being bombarded by artillery and the vulnerability of old fortresses to such weapons. Within 10 minutes, the artillerymen completed a total of four shots in an orderly manner like a demonstration teaching.Once, again, again... The roar of artillery firing echoed between the buildings and walls of Winterfell, and the entire world was silent, as if it was the only sound left.

Not long after the fourth round was fired, the person Iger wanted was also brought to the second floor of the arsenal.

One of Maester Luwin's cheeks was bruised—he was still flying ravens when the soldiers of the Land Grant Army broke into the maester's tower last night, so he was severely beaten, if Iger hadn't given him ten golden dragons for capture Jin may not be able to survive the hands of those big, brawny bosses.

"Lord Iger!" The bachelor walked towards the night watchman as soon as he entered the door, and begged eagerly and sincerely: "You have already captured Winterfell, there is no need to hurt more people, please let me come forward to persuade you to surrender, I will be able to persuade you Lady Caitlin offers up the castle!"

"That's why I called you here." Iger was kind, pointing to the pile of objects behind him: "You've heard the voice, so I won't demonstrate it anymore—I can smash the gate of the main castle and even destroy the entire castle." All the fortresses were razed to the ground, and the fire was stopped because we didn't want to hurt anyone inside, so Maester Luwin should tell my lady that, and ask her to make a wise choice."

The old bachelor agreed, and impatiently walked out of the door leading to the main castle, as if he was afraid that Iger would change his mind if he took a step too late.He raised his hands high so that the shooters in the fortress could see him clearly, approached the gate step by step, and negotiated with the defenders behind the gate through the hole made by the projectile in the gate after reaching the entrance of the main castle.This conversation took a while, and while everyone was waiting, they could even faintly hear the quarrel between the guards inside the gate and the bachelors who persuaded them to surrender.

Iger neither urges nor pricks up his ears to listen. His strength has already been demonstrated, and the negotiators sent are also the most rational and reliable candidates in the city. If the people in the main castle are still determined to give up, then Iger can only... …

Well, there are not so many ifs. About an hour after the lingering sound of the fourth gunshot, Maester Luwin, who had been negotiating with the defenders in the cold wind for a long time, finally shut up and took a step back to the side.Behind him, the gate of the main castle, which had been hit by four shells, was half opened with difficulty, and a group of people came out in a row.

They were led by a few soldiers in armor. They walked in the front empty-handed to show that the main fort had given up resistance. The tactics of attacking the arsenal were so well executed that no defenders had time to withdraw into the main castle; the last ones followed were a large group of stewards or servants who were in charge of various affairs in the castle, and they should Egger "empty the main castle." "The request followed the master's request... and the members of the Stark family were sandwiched between these two groups of people.

The first one is the young Rickon. Because Bran joined the night watchman and Robb was captured in a coma, he was only eight years old and he became the oldest Stark boy in the main castle. The identity of the temporary Patriarch became a representative of surrender.

Then there was Lady Catelyn, who put her hand on Rickon's shoulder and was half a step behind her younger son, seeming to be pushing the boy forward. Although she was second, everyone knew that-at least temporarily, This mother is the real head of the Stark family.

The third is Robb's wife Roslin Frey Stark, a beautiful woman who was born in a weasel's den but grew into a white swan. She held her daughter Lyanna who was just a few months old in her arms, and 20 years ago, a woman who eloped to escape marriage and indirectly led to the downfall of the Targaryen dynasty had the same name. Obviously, Robb got the name in memory of his aunt whom he had never met.

After that, there are the eldest Miss Sansa of the Stark family, the second Miss Arya, and the "Third Miss" Myrcella. It is worth mentioning that Maester Luwin, who has completed the task of persuading the surrender, is halfway through the surrender team. And then joined in, following Arya, talking nervously while clutching the latter's arm.This old man who has served Winterfell for decades knows the temper and character of every living Stark well. He knows that Rickon and Arya are the two brats who are most likely to cause trouble. With her mother watching, of course I have to keep an eye on the latter one.

"Lord Commander." The interim patriarch of the Stark family pouted, and reluctantly began to read the lines according to what his mother taught, "I surrender to you on behalf of the Stark family, and Winterfell is yours. "

Iger waved his hand with a smile on his face, a group of soldiers stepped forward to take the swearing irrelevant prisoners out of the arsenal, and the other group passed by the Starks and entered the main castle to search if there were still people hiding in it...then Only then did the surrenderee slowly walk up to a row of Starks with a friendly expression, scanning them slowly.

……

Caitlin was expressionless, Rickon was unhappy, Roslin was holding the baby tightly as if worried that Iger would snatch the baby girl away, Sansa was nervously staring at her toes and trembling slightly, Myrcella blinked her eyes suspiciously. She glanced at him and then lowered her head, and even Arya turned her head away the moment the man's gaze moved.

Everyone behaved normally, except for Arya...Eggben was worried that she would yell at her to embarrass herself or goug herself with murderous eyes, but who would have thought that she would not say a word, and would not even make eye contact? By myself, I don't know what I'm planning.

Before he had time to think about it, he withdrew his gaze and said, "Everyone, it's a pity that I have to enter the city to meet you in such a rough way. I hereby ask for forgiveness. But Earl Bolton has officially sworn allegiance to Queen Daenerys. At this moment On my way to this place, as a friend of the Stark family, I must take over the castle before he arrives, and eliminate the chance of others harming you in any way..."

In fact, Iger hasn't got the exact news yet, but he naturally can't tell the group in front of him that he attacked Winterfell because of a guess.He has always hated this kind of bloody plot: two groups of people who have no old grudges or even had a close relationship have misunderstandings due to lack of communication, and finally turned into enemies and turned into hostility and even died endlessly... In order to prevent this from happening to him, His method is: get straight to the point, and explain to the Starks the purpose and reason of his move.

It is much better to speak clearly first, even if it is just to make the listener doubtful, than to be completely hostile to yourself.

"Where's Shaggydog?" Rickon was not interested in Iger's explanation, and suddenly asked himself the whereabouts of the direwolf.

This question stumped Iger for a while. As far as he knew, the land-grant soldiers who entered the city last night were attacked by "a big dog" when they searched the godswood. It took more than a dozen people to succeed, but many people were bitten. Kill the giant dog, and it must be Rickon's wolf.But... how to tell him the news?

Your dog died?Of course not.

Which wolf fought bravely and went bravely?God knows if a child can understand the overtures in this euphemistic description!

What if the kid started making a fuss on the spot after hearing the news, how would he end it?

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord Iger." Mrs. Caitlin intervened in time to change the subject. She knew from the night watchman's hesitation that the shaggy dog ​​was more dangerous than good, but in this critical moment, after all, people are more important than animals. "We will cooperate All your requests and proposals, please also see it for the sake of past friendship, don't hurt innocent residents."

"My lady is serious. The northern border is a land-grant friend, and you are not prisoners. You will still live in the main castle until Mrs. Stark—" Iger suddenly recalled that there were two Mrs. Stark in front of him. , I had to change my words: "Until Mrs. Caitlin or Robb and I discuss a feasible follow-up plan, I will leave on my own and let the normal life here resume."

"Where's Robb?" Hearing the hint in Iger's words, Caitlin's stagnant expression rippled a bit.

"It's in the next room, you can go and see for yourself." Iger tilted his head, and instructed his subordinates, "Please invite the young masters and ladies back to the bedroom, and everyone except Mrs. Roselin and her children will have a room." Please take care of me." Then he stretched out his hand to invite: "Mrs. Caitlin, please come with me."

-