The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 310 Collecting Dogs
"Yara, the Iron Islands have never been ruled by women in the past. The iron people choose the king. You should feel at ease as a captain of the Iron Fleet."

Seeing his niece showing his own ambitions without hesitation, Victarion couldn't help showing a hint of appreciation on his face, but he still admonished with some regret.

As he said, there has never been a female ruler in the history of the Iron Islands, so the Ironmen must not agree with Yara's ambitions.

Even if Yala can really become the leader by virtue of the prestige he gained from following the ancient path in the Iron Fleet over the years, there will inevitably be other nobles in the Iron Islands who are unwilling to submit.

(Ancient Tao: The words of the Drowned God believers about the looting)
In this case, it would be better for him, the younger brother of King Balon and the commander of the Iron Fleet, to inherit the Seastone position!

(Sea Stone Seat: According to legend, it is a giant beast from the Sunset Sea in the west of Westeros. It is said that sea dragons and other creatures live in the sea.)
Hearing that his uncle disagreed with his ambition, Yara silently shifted his gaze from Pike City to Dario on the Black Tower, and then said quietly:

"Who said that I must get the approval of the Ironborn to be king, obviously there is a more direct path in front of me now, isn't it?"

"You...you want to rely on the power of elves to become king?"

Noticing his niece looking at Dario strangely, Victarion immediately realized the other party's intentions, and his face gradually became ugly.

Indeed, if Yala can really get the approval and support of these elves, then let alone becoming the queen of the Iron Islands, she can even plot for the Iron Throne!

Anyway, with the backing of such a powerful force of the elves, those old-fashioned ironmen can only be obedient no matter how dissatisfied they are.

Thinking of this, Victarion looked unwillingly at Pike City, which was completely engulfed in flames, and then reprimanded:

"Haven't you thought about the disaster your actions will bring to the family? You only need the approval of the elves to become the ruler of the Iron Islands. No ironman will continue to respect the Greyjoy family!"

"Dignity is earned by fighting, not by illusory blood. As long as I can prove that I can lead the Iron Islands to strength and prosperity, why don't they respect me?"

For her uncle's reprimand, Yala looked indifferent.

She doesn't care about the so-called family prestige at all, if this thing can really be used in exchange for the position of Haishi, then she will not hesitate to sell the glory!

Seeing that his uncle no longer contradicted himself, Yara turned his attention to Dario on the black tower again, and began to think about ways to obtain the approval of the elves.

"Maybe I can choose a target as my nomination certificate, such as...the western region rich in gold mines and the rich river bend?"

The ruler of the Western Territory, Tywin Lannister, and the ruler of the Reach, Olenna Redwyne, who were busy with their respective affairs at the moment, did not know that her territory was being targeted as a bargaining chip at this moment.

———North, Winterfell

The news of the king's sobriety had spread throughout Winterfell at this moment, and immediately those golden robes who had indulged in brothels and taverns crookedly came to the training ground, waiting to be inspected by the king.

The golden robe commander Janos Slynt wiped the sweat from his forehead in fear, his eyes full of despair for the future.

After all, the reason why Robert was severely injured by the wild hunting elves, and the golden robe who failed to arrive for reinforcements in time can be said to bear a great responsibility, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is one of the culprits!
Not long after, Robert's fat but strong figure appeared on the castle, and Genos immediately shouted at the top of his voice:

"Congratulations to His Majesty the King for his recovery!"

"Jenos, you bastard, didn't someone tell you that you still have a whore's corset on your chest hahaha!"

Hearing this, Genos immediately looked down guiltily, but found that there was no mess on his body except the gorgeous armor of the golden robe.

And Robert laughed at Janos' clumsy appearance. As a king, he knew very well that a scum like Janos didn't have any etiquette and shame, so he made such a mockery on purpose.

After laughing, Robert reached out and touched the warhammer on his waist, and then asked Ed, who was also armed next to him:

"Are you sure that the army of elves will arrive at Winterfell today, and then they will conduct so-called negotiations with me?"

"Well, the elves' army set off with me for Winterfell, and with the ravens sent by Hearth City, they should be almost here."

Looking at the Stark soldiers standing on the city wall around him, Ed couldn't help but recall the terrifying army he saw with his own eyes, and he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

Almost every one of those noble and gorgeous elf warriors gave Ed a heartfelt horror, not to mention the silver dragon hovering in the sky and the mysterious Rohan.

As a precaution, Robert wrote a letter to Stannis and his [-] coalition army who had planned to go to Eastwatch to fight against the wildlings by boat, ordering them to divert to White Harbor's White Knife Bay to directly reinforce Winterfell.

However, Ed knew that even if Stannis's coalition forces could reach Winterfell, they would still be unable to engage in a large-scale confrontation with Drucci's army.

There is no doubt that such a powerful alien army cannot be measured by common sense at all!
"Hey, the future of the North..."

Thinking of this, Ed couldn't help but sighed deeply, and then set his sights on the direwolf flag constantly fluttering over Winterfell.

Ever since he washed his world view at the Great Wall of Desperation, Ed even began to feel that his knowledge was not even as good as that of the old nanny in the castle. After all, the old nanny had knowledge about the children of the forest and giants.

And myself...heh~
After expressing his own powerlessness, Ed set his eyes on the white-haired woman who was also wearing armor and stood beside him, and asked with some concern:
"Miss Ciri, I wonder if my wife and children have taken refuge in the bunker now, and what happened to the old, weak, women and children in the city?"

"Don't worry, Duke, Mrs. Caitlin and the children have been sent to the bottom floor of the bunker. The women and children have also entered the safe room. Even Long Yan can't hurt them."

Hearing that this white-haired woman was Ciri who had saved Ed's life many times, Robert couldn't help but look at the other's face curiously, then laughed and said with emotion:
"It turns out that besides the Targaryen family, there are really other people with white hair. I'm really sorry. If Ed hadn't stopped me at that time, I would have made a big mistake."

Just last night at the dinner celebrating the king's awakening, the drunk Robert mistook Ciri who was cooking for the remnants of the Targaryen family, so he grabbed the meat cutting knife and wanted to fight Ciri desperately.

If Ed and the newly recovered Robb hadn't tried their best to stop the runaway boar, Ciri, who was cornered by the wall, might have launched the teleportation of the ancient blood.

Seeing this heroic king who sincerely bowed his head and apologized to himself, Ciri, who was also straightforward, immediately forgave him, and then said with a smile:

"It's okay, after all, you didn't do it on purpose, not to mention that we still have a common enemy in the future, don't we?"

"The common enemy... Yes, after we finish solving those wild hunting elves from the Seven Hells, I will hold a grand party for you to see you off in King's Landing City. Please be sure to come and attend!"

Since Robert already knew that Ciri was a traveler from another world, he naturally respected this gentle but powerful woman.

If it wasn't for the age difference, he would even choose one of his two children to be Ciri's husband. It would be even better if he could leave the ancient blood seed to the Baratheon family.

Thinking of this, Robert couldn't help feeling a little regretful. After all, as a king, he couldn't really act on his own will, and always had to consider the interests of the kingdom and the family.

"coming!"

Just when Robert was thinking wildly, Ed who was next to him keenly noticed the black dragon flag rising on the ice field in the distance, and hurriedly reminded everyone loudly.

Hearing Ed's shout, everyone hurriedly looked towards the distant horizon, and then saw a suffocating scene:
Empty——

"What's going on, did the reinforcements from King's Landing arrive?"

James, who still didn't know what happened, poked his head out of the city wall with some curiosity, and then his pupils trembled violently subconsciously, and he didn't even notice that his wine bag fell to the ground.

I saw a huge banner that was constantly burning with flames, surrounded by countless dark dragon banners, and hot sparks were constantly flying in the cold wind;
Countless elves in silver armor are clustering under the battle flag, their uniform steps resounding through the entire snow field like landslides and ground cracks, no creature dares to appear in the sight of this army.

Even those direwolves hiding in the forest were looking at the sky in fear at this moment, their tails tucked between their thighs, and they kept whining in mournful bursts.

As magical creatures, although these giant wolves the size of horses do not have the powerful magic of dragons or children of the forest, they are still powerful creatures with keen perception and tenacious vitality.

But now, they can feel the death threat from the soul from the top of their heads!

What frightened them even more was that the monster in the sky seemed to have also noticed them!
"Hey, there is such a big wolf in this world?"

The shadow like an ancient giant eagle covered the direwolves in the forest who were curled up on the ground trembling. With the desperate growls of the wolves, Rohan's body slowly landed on the ground.

Looking at the direwolves in front of him, which were even bigger than the Norscan ice war wolves, Luohan couldn't help touching his chin, and began to consider whether he needed to add some cavalry troops.

In fact, some areas of Naggaroth do have vehicles similar to wolf chariots due to limited conditions, but there are really not many dogs that can be used to chase and bully long-range dogs.

Although the dark rider riding the war horse has good maneuverability and good looks, after all, there is a big gap between the high elves and the Alion marauders, so he can only bully the ratmen and Norsca.

Although the harpy can use its flying advantage to carry out raids and harassment, its own strength is actually not that strong, and it will even be a little embarrassed when facing some human light armored infantry.

Although the dragon army can pose a huge threat to the enemy's back row on the battlefield, the demon army of the four gods of chaos either has no long-range, or the long-range is ridiculously strong.

Under such circumstances, if the ashen dragon riders who have not received the blessing of the mist are used as mobile cannon fodder, even Rohan, who is now well-off, cannot afford such consumption.

In contrast, these direwolves in front of them seemed to be good substitutes!
Thinking of this, Luo Han set his sights on the only wolf in the pack who was baring his teeth at him, then pulled out the sharp blade at his waist and murmured:

"Although I don't know whether [Blood Ruler] is useful for such a species with slight magic, but it would be great if it can be successful..."

After saying that, he exerted his legs fiercely, and like a giant eagle descending from the sky, he slammed his knees into the head of the opponent's wolf, and immediately sent the giant wolf flying backwards.

ooh-

The dire wolf's mournful howl spread throughout the forest, and Ed's face on the wall of Winterfell immediately became a little ugly.

He recognized the sacred figure that had landed in the forest. It was undoubtedly the commander of the Drucci elves, and also the cruel and bloody elf, Rohan.

The direwolf is the family emblem of the Stark family, and it is also regarded as a sacred creature pursued by the Stark family. Every year, some superstitious northerners sacrifice chickens and sheep to sacrifice the direwolf during the harvest year. .

Now that Rohan slaughtered the direwolves so recklessly before he even arrived in Winterfell, no matter what the reason was, it was an insult to the Stark family!

"Dare to stain your hands with the blood of the direwolf before meeting him, it seems that you are not kind."

Robert obviously noticed this too. He silently looked at the neat elf army outside the city wall, and at the golden robes on the training ground who couldn't even stand in the same formation. He couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

Although relying on the annual appropriation from the national treasury, the weapons and equipment of the Golden Robe are indeed better than most of the troops in the northern border, but the people who manipulate the weapons are really a bit down.

Robert has no doubts, as long as that winged elf appears above Winterfell, then these guys will lose half of their fighting power directly!
Looking at these golden robes that are not of much use, and the golden robe commander Genos who is still breathing heavily, Robert raised his eyebrows and complained to Ed:

"Hey—really, I feel that I don't have much confidence even before the official negotiation has started, it seems that Jinpaozi urgently needs to change a commander...

What do you think of your son Robb? He is the future heir to Winterfell and the North. Do you want him to follow me to King's Landing for a few years? "

(End of this chapter)