"White-haired boy, our lives all depend on you, cheer up!" Bronn still had the strength, so he climbed to the iron cage and knocked on the fence with the shackles on his hands.
Ding, ding, ding, knocking, Bolong started singing again: ".
For tomorrow, please don’t hesitate any more, brave young man, go and create a miracle!"
"Shut up! What the hell are you singing? It's so ugly!"
Sandor is a rough guy, and Joffrey, who has been following him for more than ten years, is also a sentimental guy who hates music extremely.
"I heard this from the Tyrosh bards. Isn't Geralt a Tyrosh? This song will definitely cheer him up!" After Bronn explained, he continued to sing to Geralt.
Geralt, who was chained to the iron frame, had a wry smile on his face. Outsiders only thought that this song was a ballad from Tyrosh, with positive lyrics, but local men in Tyrosh would smile when they heard this song.
This is when Duke Werther was drunk in Oberon's courtyard. Seeing the guests around him cheering, he sang this song to encourage the guests to spend more and not look down on themselves.
Brave boy, the beautiful angel is calling you from afar!
I know you are fearless! I know you are extremely determined! Your strength is extremely powerful!
Listen to these lyrics! The whole song, without exception, encourages guests that you can still fight, empty your wallet and fight with the lady next to you until dawn.
Nowadays, all the technical schools in Tyrosh use this song as a repertoire before turning off the lights, and it is sung by the most beautiful top girl, making the guests anxious to hear it.
"Bronn, can you please stop singing!" Bronn's broken voice was extremely unpleasant to sing. Not only Sandor was annoyed, but Jia Kun beside him also stood up to persuade him.
"Bronn, stop, someone is coming in!" Finally, Geralt sensed someone entering the bottom cabin, and the fatal singing stopped.
The cabin door opened, and eight strong men came in. Two of them escorted the four Bronns out of the cabin.
The three people without magic changed into a pair of thick shackles. As for Geralt, the shackles on his hands were a large piece of iron weighing more than thirty kilograms. Two holes were dug out to fasten the wrists, and there were two iron chain clasps.
on the ankle.
"Brother, are you treating me like this?" His limbs were chained with heavy shackles, making it extremely difficult to walk. Geralt complained to the strong man next to him.
The strong man ignored him and waved to the guard on guard. The guard left and returned not long after.
"Hero, hero, don't be like this, I will never complain again, woo"
The guard held an iron bit in his hand and locked Geralt's mouth.
Seeing the treatment Geralt was enjoying, the three Bronns who originally wanted to ask for some food quickly shut up.
Bronn, Sandor and Jakun received a tattered cloak, and Geralt's clothes were stripped off leaving only a thin piece of clothing to cover his body. This was deliberately to make him consume magic power to keep warm.
The four of them were soon brought to the deck. The sunlight reflected by the snow was particularly dazzling. The three Bronns, who had stayed in the dark cabin for a long time, lowered their heads and closed their eyes and were still adapting. Only Geralt's eyes were not afraid of the sudden strong sunlight.
Observe your surroundings.
The weather is clear with blue sky and white clouds, and there are a few eagles circling high in the sky. Thick snow can still be seen in the forest not far away.
The river is not as wide as White Harbor. The river surface has long been covered by thick ice, and the water flows under the ice. There is only an artificial channel to maintain the navigation of ships. Countless people wearing thick clothes come out on the ice.
Back on patrol, the ice must be chiselled every once in a while to keep the channel open.
The ports were lined up along the river bank, and Geralt saw that his location was outside the city wall. There were many ships docked here, and countless workers moved goods from the ships to carriages on the shore. Geralt and the four
He was also driven onto land.
"Take them into the city!" Several men with long swords at their waists came to meet them with an ox-drawn prison cart.
Cattle in the north have thick long hair, and people are also wrapped in thick fur clothing, with their faces covered by hoods and cloths. They can only identify each other by their voices or the emblems on their clothing.
There were no emblems on these people who came, and Geralt could not identify which force they belonged to. Several strong men walked up to Geralt, picked him up and threw him into the prison cart, and then Bronn and three others followed.
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"You know, I feel like sitting in the prison car is a pleasure now!" Geralt turned over with difficulty and sat up, placing the heavy shackles on his hands on the floor.
"This business is a huge loss. The three of us only made a few bucks and ended up risking our lives!" The prison van started to move, and Bronn also began to complain.
"At this point, you are still thinking about money? Think about how to save your life!" Sandor was locked in a cage again. The last time he was locked up by the savages, this time he was locked up by the northerners. He swore in his heart that he would bite him with his mouth.
I also want to kill some of the guards around me.
Bronn looked around in the prison car, then turned back to Geralt and asked: "White-haired boy, where is your Valyrian steel sword?"
Geralt raised his hand and pointed backwards. The Three-shaped Man riding on a horse with a black wolf beside him was easy to spot. The thing was in the package behind him.
The muddy road meandered along the river bank. There were many people on the road, and several prison cars joined the team on the way. After the road turned a corner, a fortress city appeared in everyone's sight.
There is a family flag on the gate of the city wall, and an upright double-edged battle ax on a silver background.
"This is Severn City! It's less than half a day's riding to Winterfell. Maybe we still have hope." Bronn whispered to everyone. As long as he finds a chance to escape to Winterfell, he will definitely get help from the Stark family.
A high-pitched wolf howl came from the gate tower of Severn City.
A huge gray wolf lay on its front legs on the battlement, its eyes fixed on the black wolf next to the three-shaped man.
When the black wolf heard the sound, he immediately lay down on the ground, turned his head to one side and whimpered quietly a few times. He did not dare to look directly at the huge gray wolf. It showed weakness and surrendered to the giant wolf.
The howl of the wolf attracted the attention of the people around them. They all raised their heads and looked towards the gate tower. They saw a hand reaching out from behind, grabbing the hair on the big head of the gray wolf and dragging it down the battlement, and then a
The man with a mustache leaned out, looked around and then waved to the Three-Shaped Man.
The Three-shaped Man next to the prison cart also waved. When the team reached the bottom of the gatehouse, Robb threw a water bag filled with wine to the Three-shaped Man.
"Haha! Good wine!" The three-shaped man took a big sip and raised his water bag to thank Robb above.
Seeing the envious looks from the people around him, the three-shaped man on horseback straightened his back and looked very dignified.
"The direwolf Gray Wind, with auburn hair, blue eyes, and a tall and strong figure, is actually colluding with these bad guys! What a thief!" Geralt in the prison car began to curse Robb in his mind.
"It's Robb Stark, we can ask him for help!" Bronn, who has been in the North for a long time, has met Robb several times.
Geralt clenched his fists and stared at Robb in the distance with his bloodshot eyes: "No wonder these people dare to breed vampires in the North, dare to let female vampires receive guests, and dare to sell vampires. It turns out that Robb is behind it."
Support these people! Robb is their leader!"
Bronn couldn't believe it and turned around and asked: "Are you sure?"
"They are in the same group! They are in the same group!" Geralt kept repeating. The image of his righteous and heroic biological father in his imagination collapsed in his heart at this moment.
Sandor had also heard of Robb's good reputation: "Perhaps there is some misunderstanding?"
Geralt's face was full of anger: "There is no misunderstanding! Haven't you noticed that almost all of them are men here! How do they meet their needs? Only female vampires can satisfy them, and there must be many female vampires in the city!"
Jia Kun came over and said, "Don't tell me, women will work as workers in other places, but I didn't see a single woman after getting off the boat here!"
In this way, the four of them sat in the prison car and slowly entered Severn City.
Robb on the gatehouse also saw a white-haired man in the prison car, but there were many white-haired old men here, which did not arouse his interest.
"Earl Meech, there have been many skinchangers arriving in Severn City recently. Please call attention to receive them while I'm away." Robb patted the direwolf Gray Wind beside him, and walked slowly on the city wall with the tall man next to him.
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"Yes, I have memorized the list you gave me, including their characteristics and the animals they brought." Earl Meech Severn smiled. He was nearly sixty years old and still maintained a strong figure. He only had one white head.
His hair proves his age.
The relationship between the two families has always been close. The ancestor of the Severn family even married a woman named Aegina from the Stark family. In these years, Winterfell has actively carried out trade and guarded the Severn, the main land and water route in and out of Winterfell.
The family also became rich, and now the Severn family is one of the most powerful lords in the North and one of the most loyal vassals of the Stark family.
"Thank you for your hard work, Count. Some of the skinchangers' animals are very small and sometimes get into their clothes to keep warm. You'd better bring a mage advisor with you."
The shapechangers from all over the continent will gather at Winterfell, so the Stark family will naturally entertain these wizards. In winter, the land route is not easy to travel, so many people take boats from the waterway to Severn City and then north. Robb is worried
The old Earl of Maggi will make some mistakes.
Count Meiqi: "I will pay attention. Why can't I remember the information about the shapeshifter you just greeted?"
Robb patted Earl Meech on the shoulder and smiled: "He is not in the list of ordinary skinchangers. His name is Rocco. In addition to the black wolf beside him, there is also a poisonous snake wrapped around his right arm in his sleeve, and there is also a snake in his pocket.
Messenger Crow Hatchling. His name is on the list of three-shaped beings to focus on."
"Hahaha, it seems that I am really old. I will ask the mage advisor to follow me later." Earl Meech smiled self-deprecatingly, and then asked Robb: "Are you going to Cailin Bay?"
"We will set off this afternoon, and your son Clay Seven will also go with me. He will be responsible for supervising the construction of one of the towers." Robb looked at the sky. The weather has been very good recently. With the moonlight,
You can also go on a journey.
Ser Clay Severn, the son of Lord Maege, is one of the twenty young knights who have been with Robb for a long time.
These people are Robb's right-hand men, and they are also the heirs of various noble families in the North. In the future, Robb will inherit the title of Duke, and the others will also be lords of various families. The friendship established since childhood can unite the people of the North even more.
Earl Meiqi: "Kalin Bay, I really didn't expect that the fortress that had been abandoned for hundreds of years would be rebuilt in your hands."
"People say that the Zeneck area is the narrowest place in the entire continent. Kalin Bay in the north of Zeneck is the tongue in the throat. The Relang River cuts across Zeneck, and Kalin Bay is the real narrowest place!"
Cailin Bay is the name of an ancient fortress far north of Zeneck but has always been under the direct jurisdiction of the Stark family. In the early days, it was used to resist the invasion of the Andals from the south, but it was abandoned after Yin Geng unified the continent.
Nowadays, a lot of manpower and material resources are being spent to repair the Cailin Bay Fortress. Many people in the north think that it is to resist the vampires raging in the Neck. Only high-ranking nobles and some mages know that it is to resist the invasion of the White Walkers. Cailin Bay is the last stronghold in the north after the fall of Winterfell.
defensive position.
Several eagles hovering over Severn City suddenly scattered around. After they flew far away, the sharp eagle whistle reached everyone's ears. The wild dogs in the city also stopped barking, and the shapechangers
The various animals brought along also cling tightly to the owner's body.
The animals suddenly became quiet. The shapechangers who first noticed something was wrong began to be on guard. They occupied the favorable terrain in the city and drew their weapons and looked around for enemies. The top of Severn City's mage tower also lit up, yellow.
The beam of light swept across the city.
Gray Wind beside Robb did not feel scared, but ran to the battlements and looked around.
Seeing the light shining in all directions on the mage tower, Earl Meech quickly asked Robb next to him: "What happened? The White Walkers invaded?"
Without answering immediately, Robb raised his hand and fired a small ice magic towards the mage tower, which was the secret signal agreed by the people of the North. After seeing it, the mage in the mage tower lifted the alert: "Don't worry, Count Meech, Severn City is safe again."
But it’s too late.”
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Less than half a minute after Robb finished speaking, a black shadow appeared above the King's Road in the south. The black shadow moved very fast, getting closer and closer to Severn City.
As it gets closer, its size also expands rapidly.
The red and white dragon spread its wings to the maximum and flew quickly. When its huge shadow was cast on the city, all sounds disappeared. Until Odaweying flew over Severn City and continued to fly towards Winterfell in the north.
The figure disappeared, and an old dog in the city barked for the first time.
"Duke Werther is here so soon?" Werther wanted to escort the skinchangers to the Great Wall. Everyone in the north knew it, but Count Meech found that the arrival time did not match the agreed time.
"Perhaps he has something to talk to my father about." Robb knew that Werther never wasted time: "I also hurried to prepare. After I am busy with the matters in Moor Carlin, I also have to rush back to Winterfell to attend the gathering of mages."
In the prison car.
"A dog's white hair! Will you die if you shoot magic into the sky? As long as Werther finds you, who will dare to touch us!" Bronn clamped Geralt's neck under his armpit, clenched his fist and kept knocking
His head, Sandor and Jaqen were pulling him away.
In fact, the few people who had been hungry for a week didn't have much strength. It looked like four people hugging each other and rolling around.
"Robb is a bad guy, and your adoptive father flew away again. I don't want to die with you!" Bronn kept scolding Geralt.
Geralt didn't say a word, and he felt bad. He went out to explore, but ended up a prisoner instead of making a name for himself. He still wanted to struggle on his own to see if he could fight back to the extreme, but he didn't want to ask for help until he was about to die.
other people.
"Quiet! If you make any more noise, I'll kill you!" The guard on the side reached out from the gap in the fence with a sword and gestured at the four of them.