Donglin Village is located northeast of Winterfell. It is about a day's walk from Winterfell. If you ride a horse, you can reach it in half a day.
This is a village built between the Bairen River and Sheephead Mountain. Relying on fishing and mountain products, the whole village is relatively wealthy.
There are more than a dozen farmhouses in the village, a meeting hall and a watchtower. Public security is maintained by several village warriors elected by the village chief.
Sam, who came to Winterfell for help, was the youngest among the brave men of Donglin Village.
At this moment, Sam, who couldn't ride a horse, was sitting behind Qiao Li, staring blankly at the ruins of Donglin Village where a few wisps of black smoke occasionally appeared and charred corpses were everywhere.
"Seven hells! This place is simply miserable."
Xion rode his horse and searched around, but found no one alive, and couldn't help but sigh.
Jon didn't speak, but the way he frowned and bit his gums showed that he was filled with rage.
This peaceful and prosperous Donglin Village ceased to exist in one night.
Robb rode his horse through the ruins, the air still filled with the smell of burning and the faint aroma of meat.
Seeing this tragic scene, he only looked angry and did not show any discomfort. Instead, he observed carefully.
Most of the ruins were charred corpses. The few that were not burned by the fire were broken limbs with large and small wounds still on them.
He could not imagine what the villagers of Donglin Village went through before they died.
The tragic scene made Robb feel very depressed, but his thoughts were extremely active. He scanned the surrounding ruins with sharp eyes, not missing any abnormality.
He has made up his mind to make the murderers who did such things receive the punishment they deserve.
"Wow! Why, why!"
There was a heartbreaking cry from behind, and it was Sam's voice.
"Adults, please come here!"
A Winterfell soldier seemed to have discovered something and shouted at Robb and others.
When Robb and others heard the roar, they all drove their horses in the direction of the soldier.
This is the meeting hall of Donglin Village. It is built with yellow mud wrapped in rough stone. Although the outside was smoked black, the inside was not affected by the fire.
Robb was far away. When he came to the meeting hall, dismounted and was about to enter, he saw Jon walking out of it with a gloomy face and stopped Sam, who had tears on his face.
"What's in there? Let me in! Let me in!"
After being stopped by Jon, Sam's suppressed emotions suddenly burst out, and he kept struggling hard to enter the meeting hall.
Snapped!
Qiao Li shot from behind and knocked out the out-of-control Sam.
Robb looked at the unconscious Sam, bit his lip, and stepped into the meeting hall.
There were more than a dozen Winterfell soldiers standing quietly in the meeting hall. They stood there silently, with anger rising in everyone's eyes.
Robb pushed aside a soldier in front of him, and at a glance he saw a scene like hell on earth.
More than a dozen women were naked and dead.
They were in the shape of large characters, with their limbs nailed to wooden stakes and fixed to the three loess walls of the meeting hall.
Two or three of them had their throats cut to death, while some of the others had blood holes all over their bodies, some had their bellies disemboweled and their internal organs spilled all over the floor, and some had most of their skin peeled off.
Crunch! Crunch!
Robb felt a fire rising in his internal organs, and he gritted his teeth.
Suddenly, he saw one of the women moving her fingers.
"There are still people alive!"
Robb took two steps in three steps and hurriedly walked to the woman covered in blood.
"white……"
This woman with disheveled hair, whose face could not be seen clearly, and whose body was covered with blood holes. After seeing clearly the direwolf emblem on Robb's mail armor, she weakly uttered a word, then hung her head and died.
Before Robb could say anything, when he heard this word, his mind immediately thought of the row of horse hoof prints heading southwest that he had just paid special attention to.
"White...White Harbor! The murderers went to White Harbor in Biting Bay."
Combining the map of the North in his mind, Robb reacted instantly.
"Captain Jory, leave two people to look after Sam and collect the body. The rest will set off immediately!"
…
Night falls, near the lower reaches of Bairen River, in a leeward mountain depression.
More than a dozen soldiers wearing leather armor were sitting in a circle, sitting cross-legged beside a crackling campfire, enjoying dinner.
Dick took a hard bite of the bone-in lamb leg that was roasted to brown in his hand, picked up the wine bag filled with inferior ale, and poured it into his mouth.
A middle-aged man with yellow teeth looked at the roasted lamb leg in Dick's hand with envy.
He broke off the hard black bread in his hands and asked Dick with a smile: "Captain Dick, is your cousin really an officer in the Capital Guard of King's Landing?"
"You still need to ask? Captain Dick often uses raven communication with his cousin. His cousin is a big shot in King's Landing."
When someone questioned Dick, a close confidant beside him immediately replied.
"Hehe, we are risking our heads this time to follow Captain Dick, so please feel free to ask questions."
Snap!
Dick, who was enjoying his meal, saw the yellow-toothed man and the other soldiers staring at him, waiting for an answer.
He put down the roasted leg of lamb in his hand, patted his grease-covered hands, and said loudly: "This time, starting from the Dreadfort territory, all the money obtained from the three villages looted will be divided equally among everyone in King's Landing. I think you are most concerned about it.
It’s this.”
"Secondly, as long as you are still willing to follow me, I will find a way to recruit you into the city guard. You have followed me for so many years, and you know that whatever I promise, Dick, will always come true."
After Dick finished speaking, the soldiers sitting around looked at each other and cheered in unison.
"Long live Captain Dick!"
"Follow Lord Dick to the death!"
"Master Dick..."
Dick stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly. Seeing that the soldiers' excitement had calmed down a little, he continued: "It's not the time to celebrate yet. Ramsay Snow, the bastard bastard, must have been chasing us.
The village that was looted yesterday belongs to the Stark family. When they know the news in two days, they will definitely come to pursue us.
If we offend these two families, there will be no place for us in the north.
However, by the time they chased them to White Harbor, we were already on the ship heading to King's Landing."
"Haha, when the time comes, book two or three skilled women in White Harbor in advance and write greetings to the 'adults' of the two major families on their buttocks."
"Hey, we are unlucky. We happened to be attacked by those savages during our shift."
"Yes! Those damn savages didn't know how to get around the Last Hearth City. Fortunately, we ran fast."
"They are not humans, they are beasts. I watched with my own eyes as old Hank had his neck bitten off by a savage."
"Hey, if I didn't escape, I would have been eaten by those savages. If I had escaped, I would have been skinned by that bastard bastard. Fortunately, Captain Dick was still there."
Dick's words were still very effective and made the soldiers feel at ease. After listening to Dick's words, they started chatting away.
Share the money equally? Huh, wait until we get to King's Landing...
Dick looked around at the soldiers of the Dreadfort, including his cronies, with a cold glint in his eyes.
They judged in their hearts that the pursuers, Dick and others who were at least two riding days away from them, had no sense of urgency. After eating and drinking, no one was left to keep watch, so they fell to the ground and fell asleep.
As time goes by, the night gradually recedes, and the morning sun shines its first rays of sunlight on the horizon.
Hooves! Hooves! Hooves!
The weak sound gradually expanded, and Dick, who was more alert, immediately broke out of his sleep, sat up like a frightened rabbit, stretched his neck and looked towards the source of the sound.
In the direction of the rising sun, a group of black figures came straight towards them.
Dick, who reacted immediately, stood up suddenly and shouted loudly: "Get up! Get up quickly! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"