iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 132
Joffrey turned to Green, raised his chin, and said contemptuously: "Hmph, then they are a rebellion. I will personally lead an army to attack the Eagle's Nest City, and hang the heads of the rebels on the Blood Gate."

Green believes that children have their own dreams, and at this time they should be encouraged rather than discouraged.

"Your Highness, you are invincible, there is no doubt about it."

Green paused and then said: "The people in the valley are cowardly. Maybe they only dare to complain in secret. We have to at least wait and see how they will react."

He held the handle of the sword with his hand and continued: "If the valley dares to embarrass Sir James, I will mobilize all the troops in the territory and recommend myself to His Highness as the vanguard of the expedition against the valley."

One of Joffrey's hands was trembling slightly. He looked at Green and nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then give Vale some time."

After saying that, he turned to look at Sandor and said: "My dog, remember to keep an eye on the news over there. If you can't handle this kind of thing, I will never forgive you!"

Sandor nodded and said, "I guarantee your satisfaction, Your Highness Joffrey."

Joffrey snorted arrogantly, indicating that he would not care about Sandor's disobedience for the time being.

Joffrey's various expressions are almost identical to Cersei's.

Leaving aside his personality and looking only at his appearance, he is even a smaller James.

King Robert is still jumping around. Looking at Joffrey, who looks more and more like him, will Jaime be panicked... Green shook his head secretly. It's normal for a nephew to look like an uncle, not to mention that he and Cersei are twins.

Sir James didn't panic at all, but he was overthinking.

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"Earl Green, I heard that you are teaching Tommen sword skills?"

Joffrey's green eyes rolled, and he continued: "I appreciate your loyalty, and you will be in charge of my swordsmanship class with James from now on."

Green stroked his chest and nodded: "Your Highness, it is an honor to serve you. I sincerely thank you for your trust."

Joffrey nodded his chin proudly: "I will say hello to mother."

After saying that, Joffrey walked away.

Sandor glanced at Green first, and his eyes collided, and then followed Joffrey.

"Teacher" Green saw Joffrey walking with wind, he suddenly felt like a treacherous minister, he shook his head secretly denying that this must be an illusion.

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Outside the gate of the Red Castle, after jumping on his horse, Green raised his eyes to look at the sky and said: "Martial, you go directly to Kleb Manor to convey my order, and have all Kleb soldiers outside the Gate of the Gods tomorrow morning. gather."

The Gate of the Gods is the gate northwest of King's Landing, closest to the King's Road.

Green remembered that the majestic Duke of Winterfell went south to King's Landing with only a few dozen horses. Perhaps such behavior could also show Duke Eddard's trust in King Robert, but it was too risky and would do more harm than good.

Green rubbed his hair. Can Running Wolf take this into consideration?

Matil Baker couldn't hide the excitement on his face, and couldn't help asking: "Master Green, are we going to war?"

Green looked at the descendant of the retainer knight in front of him with some disgust: "Servant Martial, execute the order."

"Yes! Your lord!"

Before leaving, Martial glanced at Green secretly. Seeing that Green was about to raise the whip in his hand, he immediately drove away.

The Baker family has been Kleiber's retainer knights for generations, and Green will naturally take care of them. He originally wanted to bring Martial by his side to adjust his character, but found that the effect was not good.

Martial had been imprisoned for too long to give birth to his eldest son, and he was more impulsive than before.

Blocking is worse than spacing. Green is not a stubborn person. He plans to transfer Martial to the westward battlefield after a while and leave it to Per Pili to train him for a period of time.

Another knight family of Kleb's retainers is the Pili family, and the head of the family is Sir Pell, the leader of the Survey Corps.

His eldest son died of illness not long after his marriage, leaving no legitimate children.

Therefore, the second son, who was happily outside, was immediately captured by Pell, and it is said that he is still fighting on the bed day and night.

Marigolds need more foliage to consolidate their dominance.

The two retainer knight families already have several young ladies of marriageable age, and Green plans to arrange marriages with other nobles on the Crab Claw Peninsula.

In the past, her status was not enough, but with the rise of Kleb, the status of a retainer family lady could match her.

According to Green's own ideas, it would be easiest to directly get rid of the other nobles of the Crab Claw Peninsula, but this is Westeros, and Green cannot let all of them have accidents.

Green is currently limited to Westerosi-style politics.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Green pulled the reins and adjusted the direction of the horse.

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West of the Crab Claw Peninsula.

Encouraged by Maester Al, Samwell Tarly and his escort confidently arrived at Krab's westward march.

Samwell planned to directly observe the combat method of Kleb's longbow on the battlefield in order to study the direction of future improvements.

The reality was cruel, and it didn't take long for him to pee in fear.

Samwell sat dejectedly in the tent with his bare legs.

Samwell stared blankly at the robe he had taken off on the floor, which reeked of urine.

Samwell wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand. He felt sorry for everyone.

It was so embarrassing. He felt that he had no face to continue to stay in Kleib's territory and eat and drink for free.

He really wanted to see his mother who was far away in Cape Lingbao.

While he was still depressed, the curtain of the tent was opened, and the tall Pell walked in.

The scars on Pell's face faded a lot, and he looked sharply at Samwell, who was sitting like a hill.

Samwell came back to his senses, quickly stood up awkwardly, and saluted: "Sir...Pell? Good day..."

Samwell did not dare to face Pell's gaze and lowered his head in shame.

After standing up, he immediately felt the coolness of his lower body, he hurriedly covered the area with his hands, wishing he could tuck his head into his stomach.

Pell frowned and did not speak. The atmosphere in the tent was very solemn.

Thump thump, Samwell could already hear his own heartbeat.

The folk customs of the Crab Claw Peninsula are simple and honest, and no one likes a cowardly person.

Pell couldn't understand why their lord and Maester Al valued the coward in front of him.

Pell is a pure warrior who doesn't think too much if he doesn't understand, and his loyalty doesn't allow him to question the lord's decision.

Moreover, he trusted the judgment of the lords and maesters.

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Pell said slowly, "Many new recruits did not perform as well as you when they first entered the battlefield."

The special environment of the Crab Claw Peninsula makes almost everyone a qualified warrior.

Pell heard about the recruit's poor performance from the bard, and his words were white lies.

Pell is not willing to let the people whom the lord values ​​​​degenerate in his hands, and he will try to help regain his courage.

Seeing that Samwell was still lowering his head, Pell shouted: "Samwell, raise your head and look at me!" Samwell was so frightened that he shook his body and did not dare to resist Pell's power. He almost thought it was The father he fears most suddenly comes here.

Samwell raised his head and glanced at the serious-faced Pell cautiously, then quickly lowered his head.

Pell's fists tightened, he paused for a moment, and then said: "When you are like this, think about Lord Green who trusts you."

Samwell trembled, he was very afraid of seeing Green's disappointed eyes, and now he just wanted to escape from the Crab Claw Peninsula.

Pell snorted coldly, as if he had seen through Samwell's mind at the moment.

"You should be familiar with Kleb's military regulations. Do you remember the fate of deserters?"

Samwell almost peed again. How could Sir Pell know what I was thinking?
Samwell quickly denied: "I...I...will not run away."

He was anxious and wise, and added: "Sir, I am not a soldier..."

Pell's eyes became cold and Samwell closed his mouth, he did not dare to speak any more.

It's wartime now, and Pell is busy with his affairs, so he has no time to waste here anymore.

"Soldier Samwell, I have the final say here."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said while walking: "Starting tomorrow, I will arrange someone to train you."

There will be many soldiers left in the camp, and Pell plans to select one person to train this coward specifically.

How could the person the lord valued be scared to death? He would specifically ask Samwell to sleep next to the corpse every night.

He doesn’t believe that “curing” is not good!
Just give Samwell a month, if it still doesn't work, he will...Pell clenched the handle of the sword.

Pell stood outside the tent and took a deep breath. Then he sent Samwell to the hands of his old friend and asked the commander of the garrison, Mason Baker.

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Two days later, the sky was slightly bright.

The first ray of morning sunlight shines through the thick clouds towards King's Landing.

Outside the Gate of the Gods, Green, who was riding a horse, smelled the fresh earthy smell in the air.

There are 120 clan soldiers, each wearing neat blue shirts, silver plate armor, and riding strong horses, looking majestic.

The morning light shone on the rows of clan soldiers, and their armor shone with a cold metallic sheen.

I recall that when Green was marching eastward last year, he couldn't help but shed tears when he looked at the plate armor of the Bren family... I won't mention it anymore.

Green slowed down his horse, and his eyes slowly swept across the clan soldiers forming a rectangular formation.

Green shook the reins, and the horse made a hissing sound and walked slowly in front of the formation.

Every clan soldier who touched Green's line of sight would hit his chest with his fist to show his loyalty to the lord.

Bang, bang, bang, bang... The sound of fists hitting plate armor became louder and denser.

A clan soldier carrying a battle ax suddenly shouted excitedly: "Long live the lord!"

This voice ignited everyone's emotions, "Long live Kleb!", "Long live Whispering Castle!"...the clan soldiers roared one after another.

Green nodded slightly. He felt that he could directly order the attack on King's Landing, cough!
He glanced at the gate of the gods in the distance, wondering if the movement here had disturbed the golden robe guarding the gate.

Green raised his right hand and pressed it. The roars of the clan soldiers gradually subsided and soon returned to a silent and solemn state. Veterans of hundreds of battles were well-trained.

"set off!"

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The noise caused by Baiqi was a bit loud and unintentionally scared many farmers who were working, so Green divided the clan soldiers into several teams and spread out to march.

When approaching the King's Road, Green frowned on the horse after spotting the figure in the distance.

Margaery?Green's thoughts changed.

Green made a gesture, and the clan soldiers following him slowed down their horses.

Little Rose was waiting there early in the morning. Green was embarrassed and pretended not to see him. He rode alone in the direction of Margaery.

Behind Margaery were two maids, all three of whom were riding horses. She seemed to have just discovered Green and looked towards him.

"Good day, Miss Margery."

The sun was soft, and Margaery's milk-like fair skin exuded a faint blush.

Margaery's tone contained surprise: "Good day, Earl Green, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Green didn't want to guess whether Margaery was really happy or fake, but he knew that if Margaery asked to accompany her, he would definitely have King Robert and Lord Eddard accompanying her.

Green glanced around and found no one else. His tone was concerned: "Miss Margaery, your escort?"

Margaery shook her head and said: "I got up early today and wanted to ride a horse, so I ran out with my maid, but..."

After a pause, she continued with some embarrassment: "I ran here unknowingly, and luckily I ran into you."

Green smiled and said: "This is the joy of riding a horse. But..."

Changing his tone to a more solemn tone, he continued: "Please forgive my presumption. Next time you come out, please don't forget to bring a guard. It's difficult to reassure people outside the city."

Margaery smiled like a flower: "Earl Green, thank you for your concern, I will remember it."

Her hair was a bright golden red, full of warmth and vitality.

Green smiled. He wondered in his heart whether Duke Renly was involved. Few people could accurately know King Robert's whereabouts.

At least Varys did not dare to provide information casually. If the matter was exposed, King Robert would definitely smash his intelligence chief with a war hammer as soon as possible.

So...either it was Golden Rose's own intelligence channel, or it was the information revealed by Lord Renly.

Margery's beautiful eyes glanced at the many Kleblin blue robes not far away, and she laughed crisply and said: "Earl Green, are you here to relax too?"

Green shrugged and said frankly: "The Duke of Winterfell has a deep love for Claiborne. It is expected that he will arrive in King's Landing soon. I should go out of the city to greet him as a show of respect."

Margaery tapped her chin. When they were in Highgarden, Green mentioned to her Duke Stark's kindness to the Kleb family.

Green lowered his voice slightly, as if he was telling a major secret: "Actually, he was shadowed by the former prime minister, and he wanted to go and please our new prime minister in advance."

Is that too candid?No matter what she thought in her heart, Margaery seemed to be amused by Greene on the surface, her beautiful eyes curved into a pair of crescent moons, looking extremely charming.

The considerate Green took the initiative to invite: "I don't think the distance is too far...Miss Margaret, if you want, you can go with me. I am honored to be your guard."

Margaret's elk-like eyes blinked, hesitated for a moment, and smiled slightly: "Earl Green, such kindness is hard to refuse."

Renly got the information from nowhere, saying that Margaery looks a lot like Lyanna Stark, whom Robert loves deeply.It is precisely based on this that Renly has been planning to let Margaery take the position of queen instead of Cersei, while weakening the power of the Lannister, and at the same time forming an alliance between the Stormlands and the Riverlands, with him as the leader.

Regardless of Renly's political skills, Green has long known that Margaery and Lyanna do not look alike, and the upright Lord Eddard will tell them the answer soon.

The ever-growing Golden Rose will naturally not sit still and wait for death. They will not simply place all their hopes on Green. He is not surprised by this.

If it wasn't Renly's intervention, but Golden Rose's own plan, Green would be more satisfied.

The battle between the golden lion and the golden rose will be easier to promote.

Green smiled and said, "It's a great honor, Miss Margery, let's go."

(End of this chapter)