Waves of dizziness, accompanied by a strange feeling in the body accompanied by rising stomach acid, struck Lin Li, who was gradually regaining consciousness.
"Robb, Robb! How are you feeling? Can you stand up?"
A caring greeting that was definitely not in Chinese sounded in his ears, but Lin Li instantly understood its meaning.
What language is this? Robb?
Lin Li, who was still in a daze, shook his head left and right when he heard these words, as if to shake off the dizzy and nauseating feeling.
I don't know if these two shakes had an effect. The dizziness and strange feeling quickly weakened, and Lin Li slowly opened his eyes.
I saw a young man with dark brown hair and handsome and stern features staring at me with his gray eyes.
Seeing Lin Li open his eyes, he put his hands on Lin Li's right shoulders and pulled Lin Li up from the cold gravel-filled ground.
"Brother, what happened just now? Why did you faint suddenly?"
Seeing Lin Li stand up, a young boy on his left, about ten years old, with chestnut hair and a delicate face, asked in a soft voice.
Lin Li, who had not yet figured out the situation, had no idea how to answer Xiao Zhengtai's question.
"Hey, hey, Robb, did you sneak out to find Rose last night? And then fight all night long?"
At this time, a young man with a lean body, fair complexion, and a lewd smile that "every man knows" on his face approached.
He said jokingly while handing the leather water bag he took off the horse to Lin Li.
"Hush, be quiet! Look, Lord Ed is about to start."
The black-haired young man saw this young man with a lewd smile talking about these adult topics in front of the young lady. He frowned and interrupted the conversation.
Only then did Lin Li have time to take stock of his surroundings.
This is in a small valley composed of green shade and gravel. A dozen soldiers in shining armor, with swords on their waists and flags in their hands, stand in a surrounding formation high in the valley.
About five meters away from the right front of Lin Li and the others, there is a stone platform with a slightly flat ground.
There were several tall, burly men standing on it. Three of them were wearing black cloaks made of animal fur, and their identities were unusual.
The man on the far left is very distinctive. He ties the gray hair on both sides of his hair at his chin, making him look like he has a gray beard.
On the far right is a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and a respectful expression. He is holding a long-handled broad sword with a scabbard made of animal fur.
Standing in the center is a middle-aged man with a serious expression. His face is long, his neatly trimmed beard has begun to turn gray, his hair is brown, and his eyes are gray.
Even though he didn't speak, he just stood there silently. His whole person exuded the majestic aura of a superior person.
In front of the three of them, stood two soldiers wearing domed helmets and standard armor.
They held a male prisoner in black clothes with an extremely haggard face, and pressed his head tightly against the groove of a wooden stake covered with black and brown spots.
The majestic man standing in the center nodded slightly towards the man holding the sword on the right. The other man stepped forward respectfully and placed the long-handled broad sword in front of him with his hands flat.
Clang...clang!
The long-handled broadsword radiating with cold light was unsheathed, and a crisp sound unique to metal friction sounded in everyone's ears.
The man holding the sword quietly took a few steps back with the animal fur scabbard. The majestic man stood in front of the prisoner holding the sword in both hands and said calmly and calmly:
"With the kings of the Andals and the 'First Men', the Seven Kingdoms..."
boom!!!
Seeing this scene and hearing the words of judgment from the majestic man's mouth, Lin Li, who had always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart, felt like his head was struck by lightning.
This is... the famous opening scene of Game of Thrones' "The Wolf Family"!
After I stayed up late and worked overtime, I traveled through time? Is it too childish?
No matter how things turned upside down in Lin Li's mind at the moment, the words of judgment coming from the majestic man's mouth had reached their end.
"I, the Duke of Winterfell and the Warden of the North, Eddard of the Stark family, hereby sentence you to death!"
Swish...boom, boom, boom!
After Eddard Stark finished speaking, he held the sword in both hands and chopped off the prisoner's head neatly and skillfully.
The prisoner's head rolled like a rubber ball, and the bright red blood shot out from the headless corpse added new colors to the dark brown wooden pile.
This extremely exciting beheading scene did not move Lin Li in any way, as if he had already seen it all.
Seeing that Lin Li had no vision, the black-haired young man, Jon Snow, released his hands that had been supporting Lin Li and took the lead in walking towards the horse behind him.
When he turned around, he faced the 'Little Shota' Brandon Stark who was standing on Lin Li's left side, gritting his teeth and witnessing the execution process, and encouraged him softly: "You did a good job!"
"Hey! If I hadn't brought Robb a water bag, I should have dedicated the Ice to Lord Eddard."
Theon Greyjoy curled his lips, muttered with slight dissatisfaction, turned around and followed Jon.
"Brother, let's go together!"
Brandon swallowed, tugged on Lin Li's black cloak with his right hand, and said softly.
Brother? By the way, I am...Robb Stark!
The Young Wolf Master of the ‘Wolf Family’, the future King of the North, the biggest tragedy of the Blood Wedding!
As soon as Lin Li thought of this, a large amount of information and memories suddenly poured into his mind.
Brandon looked at Lin Li, who was standing blankly with eyes wide open, with a worried look on his face. He hesitated in his heart whether he should call out again for his elder brother who was acting strangely today.
"Bran, do you understand why I want to kill him?"
At this time, Ed, who was wearing leather gloves on his left hand and right hand, walked up to the two brothers without stopping. He first glanced at Lin Li, who was holding a water bag and standing still in a daze, then turned to Brandon and asked
.
"Because he is a deserter from the Night's Watch."
Hearing his father's question, Brandon suppressed his thoughts, turned to look at Ed, and replied with a pursed lips.
"Then why should I carry out the execution myself?"
"Because we, the Stark family, stick to our honor and follow our ancient traditions."
"Yes, 'Those who are sentenced to death must do it themselves'! Bran, you go over first. I'll say a few words to Robb."
Ed nodded with satisfaction after hearing Brandon's answer.
Looking at Brandon's back as he turned away, he continued to speak to the stunned Lin Li in an instructive tone: "Robb, I have told you before that excessive exercise will not make you stronger, it will only cause
A series of bad consequences.
No matter how strong a lone wolf is, he can't defeat a lion!
The glory of the Stark family has never been based on one person. Only when our family is united and we Northerners are united can we survive the winter together!"
"Stop training these two days and take a rest. Next time something similar happens in the territory, you will personally lead the arrest and trial."
"Yes, Father!"
At this time, Lin Li, who had just finished integrating the information and memories in his mind, uh... Robb Stark, replied to Ed with a respectful expression.
Looking at his eldest son who was no shorter than himself, Eddard patted Robb on the shoulder and walked towards the horses.
What he didn't see was the eldest son's eyes flashing behind him, fiery and determined.
I am Lin Li, an ordinary office worker from Blue Star China!
I also grew up in Winterfell, Robb Stark, heir to the Duke of the North!
I will protect my family and friends, and my future will never be a tragedy again!
Gulu!
Pulling open the stopper of the leather water bag in his hand, Robb raised his head and drank heavily. It seemed that he wanted to use the cold spring water to extinguish the flames in his heart.
…
The Stark family was unusually calm on the way back. Eddard Stark drove his horse at the front of the team without saying a word. There was a reason why he was called the 'Silent Wolf' when he was young.
Ser Rodrik Kelso, the gray-haired coach of Winterfell, and Jory Kelso, the captain of the personal guard who kept the 'Ice', followed closely behind.
Jon and Brandon were obviously closer to each other. They walked side by side and talked softly.
Next to Robb was Theon who kept talking. He kept complaining that Robb sneaked out of the castle last night without calling him. He could have had a threesome and had unlimited fun.
Of course, Robb didn't listen to his words. He knew that he only had a few months to prepare, and he had already planned countless development plans in his mind.
Of course, countless plans were also killed!
After the fusion of the two souls, there are no problems with riding, archery, swordsmanship, etc.
These are the results of Robb's daily training for more than ten years, and they have long been turned into body memory, as if he had trained himself.
However, the northern border has been at peace for nine years, and there are usually only a few bandits, scattered savages, murderers and the like.
There is no excuse for Robb to develop his own personal power.
Only his father, Eddard, is qualified to summon and dispatch the guard legions of Winterfell and the vassals from all over the North.
Of course, when his father Eddard is imprisoned in a dungeon in King's Landing a few months later, the acting city lord Robb will also have the right to summon him.
But following fate and waiting for history to repeat itself is definitely not what Robb wants now.
When they were halfway through their journey, they came to an old stone bridge.
Feeling that Robb was being silent today, Theon took the initiative to ride as a scout and discovered the carcass of a strong stag.
Led by their father Ed, they found the female direwolf carcass and five furry, extremely cute direwolf pups under the bridge.
A discussion ensued, and finally Edd listened to Jon's opinion and made the decision to adopt.
The excited Brandon first picked up the direwolf pup he had chosen and walked towards the stone bridge above.
Seeing his son's happy appearance, Ed shook his head fondly, turned around and walked upwards.
Robb walked forward in a few steps and naturally picked up the largest direwolf pup among the remaining four, with smoky gray fur and yellow eyes.
You were originally called Gray Wind, but now, you belong to me, Blood Wind!
Looking at the unusually docile direwolf cub in front of him, Robb slightly changed its name in order to always warn himself of the tragedy of the Red Wedding.
[Detected low-level extraordinary life, whether to sign a blood contract! 】
When Robb decided on the name of Blood Wind, a line of Chinese writing composed of blood appeared in front of his eyes.