"I agree with Robb's proposal." Dennis Arryn was the first to speak, and the valley nobles behind him also nodded in affirmation.
The people of the valley fought two wars, and once they ran the whole distance without killing a single enemy, now the cavalry dismounted to defend the city wall, and they felt that the fighting was too frustrating.
"Of course it doesn't matter to the people of the valley. It's not like giving up your territory." Edmure cursed in a low voice.
"I agree too."
Everyone looked towards the west. Jaime had been sitting here since the beginning of the war, and the person speaking was William Lannister.
William stood up: "We can no longer be so passively defensive. We wait for the White Walkers to attack us every time. Why can't we take the initiative to attack them? As long as they enter the riverlands, the huge number of zombies will inevitably be stretched when they march.
Open, we can cut off the back route and attack in batches."
"Can we retreat to the Twins to defend?" Black Walder interrupted directly. Edmure raised his hand to say something, then put his hand back after thinking about it.
Once they pass the Fortress of Moat Cailin, the Reed family's Graywater Castle will definitely evacuate at Robb's command, so the first place the White Walkers will attack is Luanhe City. Edmure is useless, and Black Walder has to come out on his own.
say.
Robb has only entered the Twins once in his life when he was chasing Ramsay in disguise, and he still has an impression of the structure of the castle: "The Twins were built on the fast-flowing Green Fork River. Now the river is frozen, and the castle
Those moats are useless."
William also added: "The nearly ten-meter-high city wall of Carlin Bay is so difficult to defend. Count Walder, the wall of Twins City is not that high, right?"
"What about Riverrun? The city wall of Riverrun and the castle wall are integrated and are thirty meters high! We can defend Riverrun!" Edmure also stood up.
He said that defending Riverrun meant that all the castles in the north of the Riverlands would have to be abandoned with Riverrun as the boundary. The nobles in the north of the Riverlands also wanted to let him fight for it, but Edmure only thought about his own castle.
The expressions on the nobles' faces were very dissatisfied, and they stared at Edmure's back.
Renly, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't stand listening anymore and asked Edmure: "Can Riverrun accommodate so many of our troops?"
"this.
"Edmure was speechless when asked.
Although Riverrun is large, it is okay to hold a tournament to entertain the nobles, but if you want to pack in the four-pronged duke coalition with tents stretching for more than ten miles, it will not be enough to free up the dungeon.
"I suggest Riverrun, Harrenhal and Maidenpool as the boundary."
"Yes!" Edmure turned around and saw that it was Werther who was speaking for him.
When this is said from Robb's mouth, some people will definitely question him for helping his uncle. When it is said from William's mouth, they will think that he does not want to spread the war to the West. But when it is said from Werther's mouth, everyone just wants to hear Werther's reasons.
Witte pressed his finger on the map, and one side of the map was quickly covered by ice. The white ice flowed from the Great Wall through the North, through the Riverlands, and finally stopped when the ice reached Harrenhal.
"This is the current frozen snow line on the mainland! Further south, it snows from time to time, but the land and rivers are not frozen."
"real or fake?"
"You can see it by flying in the sky!"
Everyone gathered around the map table and pointed.
Harry Bracken added at this time: "The frozen snow line is less than a few kilometers away from our family's stone hedge city. It often snows in the castle and the river does not freeze."
After everyone was quiet, Werther asked: "Robb, if the three cities I mentioned are used as the boundary, what is your battle plan?"
Robb first asked William, Denys and Edmure about the casualties of the army, and then told everyone about his deployment. After listening to his story, everyone except the riverland nobles looked constipated and everyone else thought it was feasible.
Eddard has enough prestige among the older generation of northern nobles, and Robb is also the leader of the younger generation. Together, the two of them can persuade the entire northern family to move south, but Edmure does not have this ability.
The discussion on the side was over, and the king, Werther, the people of the north, the people of the valley, and the people of the west all agreed to Robb's plan.
Now that the allied forces have abandoned the Riverlands, some nobles have put the blame on Edmure and Robb, hating Edmure as a duke for being useless and unable to save the Riverlands, and hating Robb for using such a vicious trick to make them abandon them.
Family business.
After a heated discussion about the tactics against the White Walkers, and at the same time the vicious looks from some nobles in the Riverlands, Werther took all of this into account. It is understandable if he has resentment, but just a few words of curse would be fine. If he really dares to hold back during the battle,
, Werther would kill his whole family and hang them on stakes to pay homage to those warriors who died for mankind.
Renly took two steps back and made room in front of the crowded crowd: "Robb, come here."
Robb walked over to Renly.
"Kneel down!" Renly drew out the blue Storm Sword from his waist.
The conference room instantly became quiet, and everyone quickly moved out of the way.
Robb knelt down on one knee, and Renly put the tip of his sword on Robb's shoulder: "In the name of the King of the Andals and the King of the Seven Kingdoms, I officially appoint you as the Commander-in-Chief in War! Command the Allied Forces of the Seven Kingdoms!"
Robb: "I will do my best to kill all the White Walkers for mankind!"
No one objected or applauded. The war outside the conference room continued. The first problem before Robb was how to get the coalition forces to retreat safely from the city wall.
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Maiden Spring is the easternmost town in the Riverlands, and Raven's Roost to the east is already the king's royal territory.
Countless celebrities have left stories here, the most famous of which is the assassination of Queen Alexa two hundred years ago.
The bathhouse here is famous for its hot springs, but only women are allowed to enter the bathhouse. This tradition since the city's founding has now been broken by the incoming coalition forces. The soldiers have been fighting bravely for mankind, but when they retreated to the rear and were exhausted, they were not even allowed to take a bath!
With an order from Werther, more than half of the hot springs were designated as men's baths according to the ratio of male to female soldiers. The weak Earl William Mouton of Maidenpool did not even have the courage to speak in front of the angry Werther, so he stammered and agreed.
All requests made.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! On the top of a mountain outside the city, Aoda Weiying used dragon fire to melt the snow into a small pond and lay down to rest.
A series of bubbles appeared in the pond. The bubbles soon reached the edge of the pond and a head popped out.
"Stop swimming, come here and talk!" Nymeria waved from the other side of the pond. When she turned around, she could overlook the entire town of Maidenpool by lying on the edge of the stone.
Witte slowly swam towards Nymeria. They were an old couple. They just took a bath together to wash away the fatigue caused by the war. Witte felt that Kona had enjoyed the dragon hot springs in the north, and Nymeria should also enjoy the same.
treatment.
Just as Werther leaned against the stone, Nymeria asked: "How did you retreat later?"
The Dornish people who arrived at the Fortress of Moat Cailin were only a few hundred vanguards. She was the first group to retreat. Nymeria was not clear about what happened next, and Witte was the last one to leave.
Werther wiped off the water stains on his face with his hands: "What else can I do? Just fake it!"
"Can you believe the White Walkers?"
Nymeria originally thought that she would let some people move to the rear and use their sacrifices to delay the ghoul army and buy time for other troops to evacuate.
Witte wiped his hands into the water and found a flat stone in the water next to Nymeria to sit down: "This time, there were three batches of evacuation. The last wave of people threw all the wildfire jars outside the city wall, and then
Light all the torches, logs, tents, everything that can be lit."
"Then the White Walkers stopped attacking?" Nymeria didn't believe it.
Witte: "After Robb made the plan, we observed the battlefield for another six hours and found that the attacks of the wights were continuous but not without interruption. Each wave of new wights attacking would be separated by about half an hour. If the previous wave of wights attacked,
If you don’t kill them all in one wave, you’ll feel like the zombies are constantly attacking.”
Nymeria raised her hand to rub Witte's back: "How far can you run in half an hour? It's not enough for you to retreat?"
"The two groups of people who left first had enough supplies left. Everyone had prepared sleds and horses in advance. After desperately killing a wave of wights, they immediately lit torches and evacuated on sleighs, while Renly and I rode on
Zhulong set off from the fortress and lit the wildfire jars he had thrown down earlier along the city wall from east to west."
Werther calculated the time: "Within half an hour of the wights' attack, plus the time for wildfires and firewood burning, we can escape from the wights' pursuit range by riding a sleigh for an hour and a half. Besides, Renly and I are still wandering in the sky.
The White Walkers don’t dare to show up right away.”
"What about Cailin Bay Fortress? It became a castle for the dead?"
"How is that possible! After rushing in with a group of ghouls, I asked Oda Weiying to use dragon language magic to demolish the fortress." After speaking, Witte couldn't help but sigh that the White Walkers were so smart that they didn't swarm into the fortress, otherwise one attack would be enough to destroy the fortress.
Killed many.
Nymeria: "It is a pity that the fortress that was built with so much money was destroyed in less than a month of use."
Witte: "Do you think it's similar to what happened at Harrenhal?"
"The cost of building ten bays of Karim is not as high as that of Harrenhal!" Nymeria had heard the story of Harrenhal, and she continued: "We are the people of the Vale and the Dornish people here, and the people of the West and the River.
The people of the world are all at Riverrun, and Renly and the army of the north are stationed at Harrenhal. Can the castle with leaks in all directions be defended?"
Witte shook his head: "Not only that, the armies of the Stormlands and the Reach arrived at Harrenhal last night. The two richest places in the Seven Kingdoms are our strongest support, with a total of 50,000 Stormtroopers and 100,000 equipped with plate armor.
The Reach troops!"
"Even if there are so many people, they can only fight with their lives when facing the magic of White Walkers and vampires." There are two vampires in Tyrosh Castle, and Nymeria knows that the White Walkers are no worse than them, and they can even compete in the ice and snow.
Vampires are even braver.
Witte straightened out his wet hair: "In the name of the Chief Archmage and myself, I send out a request to recruit magicians for the first time."
Werther created magic and opened a magic school. Apprentices learn magic from here, and after graduation, they all go their separate ways.
After so many years, those with some strength were hired by various lords to become magic consultants, those with less strength who preferred theory stayed in school to teach or continue to study magic, and most of those with average talent relied on their own magic to make a living and open alchemy shops.
Wandering around treating illnesses or working as a mercenary, he even went to the continent of Essos.
The Magic Management Committee is not a military organization and has no right to direct magicians to give up their careers and go to war. Some magicians who followed the lord participated in the battle, and more magicians were scattered around.
Werther taught them magic and never wanted to ask for help from his apprentices. He made this decision under Renly's persuasion.
Nymeria, who has lived together for many years, knows Werther's thoughts. She has always been aloof. She is respected as a teacher wherever she goes. She is always shameless, but she can't lose face in this matter.
She caressed Werther's cheek: "The magicians will be proud of your recruitment."
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Highgarden City in the Reach, Unrequited Strength Alchemy Medicine Store.
The owner of the shop, Master Rogge, is a celebrity in Highgarden. The magic consultant of the Tyrell family is his senior. Witte personally gave the name to his shop. Rogge is an important guest invited by nobles to hold banquets.
The fat Lord Steward of Highgarden, Samwell Tarly, did not go with the army and stayed here to defend Highgarden.
He took a dozen guards and a carriage to the entrance of the alchemical medicine store, and ordered the guards to wait on the spot before he entered the store alone.
"Master Rogge, are the potions you ordered ready?"
Rogge squatted behind the counter and stuck his head out: "It's in the warehouse. The box with roses painted on it is the one."
The potions made in this store are very effective, and Rogge has always kept his word and supplied goods on time and in quantity. As usual, Samwell did not immediately go into the warehouse to check, but stood at the counter and chatted with him:
"Have you heard? The fortress of Cailin Bay has been breached by the White Walkers, and a large number of dead people have occupied the Riverlands. Now there are only a few cities in the south of the Riverlands left to defend."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "The flower girls next door are preparing to stock up on more food at home." Roger stood up with a package. Everyone was spreading the news, and Highgarden was far away from the river.
People everywhere are in panic.
"This batch of medicine is going to be sent to Vilas on the front line." Samwell put a small bag on the counter and waved toward the door.
The guards also took the familiar route and went straight to the warehouse inside. They carried the box in pairs and carried it to the carriage outside.
Rogge felt that the weight of the bag was wrong, so he opened the rope and poured out the golden dragon inside and placed it on the counter: "Manager Samwell, you gave me too much."
Seeing Rogge pushing the golden dragons towards him, Samwell raised his hand and pushed them back: "The extra golden dragons are the deposit for the next batch of goods. The war is tense, and Vilas is worried that there is not enough medicine."
These potions are only distributed to nobles. Knights have to buy them themselves or wait for the mage to come to save them. Otherwise, they can only pour strong wine on the wound. It will not only cost money but also cause life-threatening pain. It may also leave a piece of flesh missing and leave an ugly scar.
.
Rogge pushed the golden dragon back again: "I'm going to the battlefield and can't make potions anymore. The store will be managed by my father. Once the potions in it are sold out, they will close the store and wait for me to come back."
"Old friend, you are going to the battlefield? But aren't you good at offensive magic?" Samwell was surprised.
Rogge smiled: "Of course I will go when Teacher Witte asks for help. My abilities come from him. Now that he is fighting for mankind, I can't continue to enjoy a stable life here."
At this time, Samwell noticed that a pile of packages had been packed behind Rogge: "But what can you do when you go to the battlefield? Make healing potions?"
"That's just something I usually sell to support my family. I can also make wildfires and poison." Rogge touched the mage badge on his chest: "Not only me, but all the mage from the city also went. This time I
It’s like joining their team halfway.”
"Why didn't I receive the news of Vit's summons?" Samwell is the High Steward of Highgarden, and all important letters to and from Highgarden will be reported to him by the maesters in the Crow's Nest.
Rogge pointed to the high tower on top of Highgarden Castle, where a red magic rose floated.
"Magic Detection Tower! A few years ago, Mr. Witte sent out a new version of the blueprint. After modification, it can transmit information to the nearest tower. This is how we magicians communicate with each other."
Samwell thought that Werther and the Citadel could not deal with each other. This new communication method was intended to break the foundation of the bachelor. Fortunately, the distance was not far at present, otherwise the old antiques in the Citadel would definitely quarrel with Werther.
"This is the gift I left for your son." Roger took out a strange device made of metal from the cabinet.
The device was as big as a small box. Samwell, who often visited the store, recognized it as an alchemy device for refining herbs: "Given it to me?"
"Has your son received the admission notice from the magic school?" Rogge looked at him with a smile.
"I received it yesterday, how did you know?" Samwell asked again in surprise.
"Haha, we mages just know it." After Rogge said that, he picked up the package and walked out of the store.
His family had hired a carriage for him and were standing at the door ready to send him off.
People who don't know magic and people who know magic have completely different views on things. After sighing in his heart, Samwell caught up and patted his friend on the shoulder: "Don't worry, go fight. I will find guards in your shop."