Listening to the roaring in his ears like a tsunami, Robb had no idea when he had received the title of 'Northern Wolf King'.
However, seeing the excited expressions of the earls, he sighed secretly in his heart and accepted it silently.
Although it is different from the original 'King in the North', the title of Westeros can be changed or increased with achievements.
When he was in White Harbor, Earl Wyman had told him the general situation in Westeros that he had missed during the month he spent in the Narrow Sea.
Renly Baratheon married Margaery Tyrell, the Rose of Highgarden, in Highgarden, and with the support of the nobles of the River Bend and the Stormlands, he took the lead in becoming king.
Later, Stannis Baratheon proclaimed himself king on Dragonstone and denounced Joffrey and Renly as false kings, and he was the legitimate heir to the Iron Throne.
Robb was elected king at this time. The timing was right and it would play a great role in promoting the unity of the nobles in the north.
"Thank you, Lord Counts, for trusting me!
In the near future, we will definitely overthrow the rule of the false king and gather together before the Iron Throne!
Moreover, this time I came back from the south and felt deeply how barren the north was!
This time when the army goes south, I will definitely take you with me, and I will come back with the endless wealth of the south, making our northern border equally wealthy!"
After waiting for a while with a smile on his face, Robb saw the shouts gradually disappearing. Robb, who accepted the title of 'Northern Wolf King' calmly, thanked the Earls of the North and made plans for a better future.
"Now, sir, please go to the meeting hall. I will make some arrangements for the housework, and I will come to discuss the matter of going south with you later."
After hearing Robb's words, the earls in the school grounds stood up one after another, talking among themselves and walking towards the Winterfell meeting hall.
Earl Rickard deliberately stood up last. He approached Robb nervously and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I think Ed's expression is not right, and he didn't see Torun..."
"I'm sorry, Count Rickard Toren died in the battle in King's Landing!"
Before Lord Rickard finished speaking, Robb spoke out the explanation he had prepared.
"Hoo...hoo!"
Although there were some guesses in his mind, after it was confirmed, Count Rickard, who couldn't accept it, took a few quick breaths.
After a little relief, his eyes were a little red, and he continued to ask Robb: "Then boy, did you not suffer anything before your death?"
"No, a sword pierces the heart."
Robb shook his head and answered truthfully.
The somewhat lost Earl Rickard nodded when he heard this and whispered to himself: "If you don't suffer, that's good, that's good!"
At this time, Eddard approached from behind, nodded gratefully to Robb, and then stepped forward to support his father and comforted him: "Father, Torrhen's behavior in King's Landing is just as you have always taught us.
Like the blazing sun in winter, he fought bravely to the death."
Upon hearing this, Earl Rickard held his second son's right hand tightly, fearing that Ed would also leave him.
Seeing Eddard helping his father to the meeting hall, Robb's evaluation of him improved a lot again.
Eddard had a good way of marching and fighting, and he was also very measured in dealing with others. At that time in King's Landing, he did not ask Robb to spare his brother's life.
Because he knew that Robb, unlike Duke Eddard, would never condone any betrayal.
On the Wind Witch, he sincerely asked Robb to keep the secret that Torrhen was a traitor.
Robb was still willing to allow such small things to gain the loyalty of his capable men.
After getting Robb's permission, Eddard asked everyone in turn who knew Torrhen was a traitor to help him keep the secret.
No matter what, he can be considered a good subordinate, a good son, and a good brother.
Without thinking any more, Robb turned and walked towards Catelyn and her daughter who were hugging each other.
Seeing Robb approaching, the people around Catelyn and her daughter all wisely stayed away, leaving them enough space.
"Mother, I'm sorry. I couldn't bring my father back!"
Robb walked to Catelyn, lowered his head and whispered in a guilty tone.
Catelyn heard her son's voice, she let go of Sansa in her arms and sobbed,
Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he turned around and forced a smile and said, "Robb, this is not your problem. I heard from Sansa that it was your father who wanted to stay.
You can bring Sansa back, and Arya is not in danger for the time being. I am very satisfied.
If I lose them again, I might really go crazy."
"Mother, I promise you that I will definitely bring Arya back intact in the future."
Robb could see the grief that Catelyn was holding back, and he immediately promised to bring Arya back.
"Well, I believe you. I have always thought that you are more powerful than Ned. Now, you have lived up to his wishes and become the 'Northern Wolf King'"
Caitlin reached out and touched Robb's face, and seemed to see Eddard behind him. After being stunned for a moment, she reacted and continued,
"Hurry to the council chamber! Discussing the military situation with your vassals is the most important thing!"
"Yes, mother. Then I will take my leave first and let Sansa accompany you!"
Robb understood the importance of the matter. He nodded to Catelyn, turned to Clay and Gendry beside him, and said,
"Clay, come with me. Count Meiqi must have wanted to see you just now. You two can have a good chat later!"
Gendry...are you willing to attend this meeting as my attendant?"
"As you command, Your Majesty!"
"I do, Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"
Upon hearing Robb's words, Clay immediately saluted respectfully and responded. Gendry, who had lacked etiquette knowledge since childhood, looked at Clay's appearance and imitated a response.
Robb nodded, turned around and walked towards the meeting hall with Clay and the two of them.
In the long-awaited Winterfell meeting hall, under the arrangement of Jory, who had mostly recovered from his leg injury, the nobles and earls had already taken their seats and were whispering to each other.
"His Majesty!"
Seeing Robb approaching the meeting hall, everyone in the meeting hall stood up and bowed to him.
Robb, who began to gradually adapt to this title, smiled and nodded in return, walked to the high platform of the meeting hall, and said loudly: "My lords, please take a seat!
The topic of our discussion today is about the overall plan for this trip south.
First of all, please tell me how many troops are currently gathered in Winterfell!"
"Your Majesty! More than a month ago, we responded to the call to rescue Lord Ed. In two weeks, nearly 15,000 people gathered.
Later, after hearing about what happened in King's Landing, each family once again mobilized more than 9,000 soldiers, and finally added nearly 7,000 people from the Winterfell barracks.
Currently, there are about 31,000 northern soldiers gathered in the Winterfell barracks."
Since Theon, Little Jon and others were all at the military camp in Winterfell, Robb, who didn't know the current strength of the troops, asked directly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ramsay in the crowd immediately stood up and answered with a smile.
"Well, more than I expected. Thank you, Lord Ramsay!"
Seeing Ramsay's very active show of kindness, Robb nodded and replied, then suddenly remembered something and continued to say to him,
"By the way, because you are loyal to your master, you took the initiative to offer the Dreadfort.
I am here to ask you all to witness that Ramsay Snow, from today on, is Ramsay Bolton!"
"Your Majesty, your loyal vassal Ramsay Bolton will always fight for you, from today until the last day of my life!"
Upon hearing that Robb had legitimized his Bolton surname, Ramsay looked excited, knelt down on one knee, and loudly expressed his loyalty.
"Very good, I will look forward to you conquering all enemies for me in the next war."
Robb nodded and smiled, and cooperated with Ramsay to stage a drama of loyalty between king and subject.
Watching Ramsay get up and sit down, he continued to speak: "I'm going to put forward the strategic goal of this southward journey first!
The primary goal is to destroy the Lannister family and kill the false king Joffrey Hisham!
The secondary goal is to collect the wealth of the south and fill the poverty of the north!"