Game of Thrones: From King of Elden to Teen Wolf Lord

Chapter 126 Old Town
Robb's army marched south along the Rose Road toward Oldtown.

Along the way, Robb passed many castles, some of which were lords who had surrendered to Robb. The most representative one was Randyll Tarly's Horn Hill.

After the Battle of Highgarden, the Hightower family in Oldtown was almost wiped out, with only a few soldiers barely able to escape.

Robb rode on his horse: "Oldtown should have known about our attack by now. I wonder how Earl Hightower will respond."

Randyll Tarly followed Robb on his left. He was relatively familiar with the character and characteristics of the nobles in the Reach: "According to rumors, the old man in Oldtown no longer cares much about the government affairs in the territory and has been studying magic."

"No matter what magic he develops, it will not change the situation of the war."

In the world of Song of Ice and Fire, especially in this era of low magic and just preparing for the revival of magic, it should be impossible to cast the miraculous magic that destroyed the continent again.

In these several confrontations with the Seven Gods, Robb gradually saw that this god was capable of fighting, and it seemed that he was not the type to just go into battle.

He likes to influence humans and achieve his goals.

The God of Thousand Faces, the incarnation of Stranger, one of the seven gods, has been shattered by Robb in Heluanhe City, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to affect reality again.

The blacksmith, I don’t know what miracle he performed, made the wildfire in King’s Landing easy to make and save, and also designed and upgraded many blueprints.

According to this idea, the current King's Landing should have strong defenses, especially the huge crossbow arrows that could kill a dragon in another timeline.

Robb lowered his head and thought: "I wonder if Bahamut will be able to defend himself against the giant crossbow after he fully grows up."

"Blacksmith, Stranger, I have solved the problems caused by these two clones. I wonder what other clones will do?"

But in any case, Robb's plan is going very well now.

After the army walked for a few days, Randyll Tarly pointed to the huge spire building vaguely visible in the distance and said to Robb: "Your Majesty, the old town is ahead."

The Duke of Metz was extremely excited: "Let's attack immediately. The old town is not worth mentioning now!"

After the Duke of Metz captured Tywin alive, his fame and self-confidence skyrocketed.

At this time, he was full of energy and vowed to continue his legendary road. Capturing Tywin alive was nothing, he also wanted to capture King's Landing, break the bones of the Dornish people, and reoccupy Storm's End!
The great Duke of Metz is beginning his second great campaign!

Robb looked at his old father-in-law and thought he was a little cute and funny.

It's okay to say that he is useless. He can tie himself to a spear and encourage soldiers to defend the city. It's not like he has any merits.

But the Duke of Metz was worthy of his status and did not discredit the Tyrell family.

It's more about encouragement.

"Let's take a look at the situation in Old Town first. If there is no resistance, we will attack directly. If there is anything strange about the old man in Old Town, we still have to deal with him first."

The Duke of Metz felt that what Robb said made sense: "That's exactly what I thought."

Randyll Tully on the side had a hard time keeping his facial expression.

After the army arrived outside the walls of the old town, the group felt something was wrong.

"It's too quiet."

"The city gate is also wide open."

"There don't seem to be any soldiers on the city wall. Does it look like they have given up resistance?"

"Then why doesn't Lord Hightower come out and surrender?"

Robb frowned. Does the other party also want to play an empty city trick with him?

If you think you can scare yourself like this, that would be too funny.

Robb said to Randyll: "I will take people in to take a look. You and the Duke of Mace will stay outside first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Robb led Gray Wind and several centurions on their horses and rushed into the city gate, seeing the old town falling into deathly silence.

There was no one on the street. Occasionally, the sea breeze blew over and blew the garbage everywhere.

Other than that, it was deathly quiet.

Gray Wind sniffed everywhere, then howled at a house.

Patrick Mallister received Robb's instruction and rushed in immediately. There were screams of terror and begging for mercy. Soon, Patrick left with a middle-aged man who looked like a craftsman. come over.

Robb was riding on the horse. The man did not dare to look directly at Robb, and the fierce and tall Gray Wind beside him was almost frightened to wet his pants.

The man kept crying and begging for mercy: "Noble Lord, please have mercy on us. We are just innocent civilians. Noble Lord, please spare our lives..."

"Answer my question and you won't have to die."

"Yes! Yes...I will tell you everything I know!"

Robb asked the question that concerned him most: "Why is there no one in the city?"

The look on the man's face was stunned: "There are... people. Everyone is hiding at home and dare not come out. I heard that the master is going to fight... and I want to come over and have a look. No one dares to offend the master's army."

"Where's the soldier?"

"They all ran away with Master Hightower!" The man's tone was filled with tears. "Master Hightower did a huge disaster, but it turned out that he was lucky enough to run away and leave us here to die!" The person added: "I heard from a person on the dock that Master Hightower left with his daughter and soldiers three days ago, and it seems that there was a one-eyed dragon following them."

Leave by boat... One-eyed dragon?

Robb immediately thought of one person: Euron.

After he was defeated by him, his whereabouts have been unknown. Unexpectedly, he has been hiding in Old Town and getting involved with the Hightower family.

Have all the Hightowers run away?

This was beyond Robb's expectation. In most cases, a lord would not abandon his territory because he was responsible for his territory.

I didn't expect that old guy, Earl Hightower, to be so decisive and give up on such a big city.

So, he took Old Town without a single blow?
Robb asked a few more questions that he was concerned about: "Have those old guys from the Church of the Stars left too?"

The man was startled. How could he call the Bishop of Stars Church an old man?

This is a great disrespect for God!

But he didn't dare to say it, because the Seven Gods were far away in the horizon, and the master in front of him was right in front of him, and he controlled the life and death of himself and his family.

At this time, one's own life is more important than faith.

"The bishop also ran away... I heard that they were originally planning to mobilize the congregation to fight in the alleys and resist desperately... They stubbornly resisted you, sir, but not enough people responded, so they ran away."

Robb felt that the person in front of him was quite interesting. He actually knew whether the wording was appropriate. This made him different from ordinary civilians.

But when he thought that this was where the Citadel was, Robb wasn't so surprised.

The intellectual atmosphere in the old town is strong, and your blood wolf army must train hard to make every soldier write his own name.

But most people in the old town can read and write. This is the cultural difference.

Children in the north rarely read, and even reading is considered weak.

The man glanced at Robb and thought for a while: "It seems that the bachelors in the city have not escaped. They are the real people with backbone. They are probably still doing research now."

Robb laughed, thinking that you have never seen some old people who study hard. They surrender faster than anyone else.

"Give him a few silver deer and let's go to the school to see it."

Patrick Mallister threw the silver deer to the man. The man held his hands in disbelief, his eyes flashing with light.

This old man... doesn't seem bad?

Robb ignored him and ran directly to the mead river.

By the Mead River, the school city is located here. Its towers and domes are connected by stone arch bridges, and the residential halls are built on the bridges.

On both sides of the main entrance are tall green sphinx statues, a monster with a lion's body, eagle wings and a snake's tail.One of them had a male face, the other a female one.

In the middle of the two statues, a group of bachelors in simple robes were waiting restlessly.

When they saw Robb running towards him with his men, the crowd suddenly became commotion.

Gray Wind walked around Robb, and everyone could tell at a glance that the leading young man was His Majesty Robb, who had just made a splash in the Battle of Highgarden.

so young...

This was the first thought that came to everyone's mind after seeing Robb for the first time.

Compared with these old men, who are basically in their fifties and sixties, Robb is full of vigor and youthfulness that they cannot envy.

When I thought that such a young boy was actually the emperor holding half of Westeros in his hands, his hands were stained with the blood of countless enemies.

He beheaded the infamous Mountain, defeated the arrogant Ironborn, and even Tywin Lannister, a big figure worthy of being recorded in history, was defeated by him himself!

This boy is already a legend!

Not to mention, he still has a lot of time to waste.

Now, he controls the life and death of the entire school city.

A grand maester stepped forward respectfully, with a little sadness on his face: "Is this your Majesty Robb Stark?"

Robb was riding on the horse, condescendingly saying: "That's me. Why don't you run away?"

The bachelor smiled bitterly and said honestly: "Of course we want to run away. Everyone in the world knows that the governor of the academy is involved in the conspiracy against you. Your cruel methods against the enemy are known to everyone in Westeros.

But there are too many books here, and we can't take them away... Even if we may die, we are worried that Your Majesty will burn this place down.No matter what, we have to stay and protect these books, which are the wealth of mankind. "

"No, not anymore."

Robb's calm words made the grand maester a little confused. He raised his head and looked at Robb with some confusion, not knowing what he meant.

Robb smiled and explained: "Now all the books in this school are my wealth."

(End of this chapter)