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

Chapter 4 Greatjon cuts meat

When the Karstark army appeared in Winterfell, everyone knew that the army was about to leave.

Bran Stark sat on a chair and looked at the crowds of people in Winterfell. He felt a little dazed for a moment. Even the last time the king came, there were not so many people.

However, Robb had made a lot of arrangements early on. Although there were many people now, it was not crowded. Each family was located on the same side, with little conflict with each other, and it actually seemed very orderly.

Bran heard that his brother Robb had cut off more than a dozen heads with his own hands to gain peace.

"How many people have come before?" Bran asked Maester Luwin curiously.

Maester Luwin has been very busy lately, writing and drawing on paper, while answering: "There are more than 1 people, and the Karstark family has also brought more than 2000 people. There is no food in the city." If there are more, the team will leave soon, otherwise we will all go to the streets to beg for food."

"With less than 5000 people, can we save my father?"

Luwin's scalp was numb when he calculated these numbers: "There are also swamp people. Earl Manderly and Earl Flint a little further south will join the army when they reach their territory. There should be barrows near the King's Road." The knight wants to try his luck."

Hearing that many people would join, Bran felt a little relieved. Watching the white sun star flag on the black background of the Karstark family slowly enter the city, he felt a little uneasy: "Brother should entertain them."

"The Karstark family is not only the same family as your family more than 1000 years ago, but among the nobles who came here, they are the most powerful along with the Severn family, the Amber family, and the Bolton family, so your brother will definitely attend the largest banquet. Invite him to a banquet in the hall."

Because there were so many nobles coming, and most of them brought their sons with them, the drawing room in Winterfell could not accommodate these people. Robb could only entertain them in batches according to the strength of the nobles.

Bran didn't like this kind of occasion very much. As Robb's younger brother, he would sit on Robb's left hand side, which was the most distinguished position besides Robb. But as a man with disabled legs, he could feel The lords all stared at him with dissatisfied eyes.

Why should a disabled person sit in that position?
No one said this, but Bran had heard it countless times.

Tonight is another banquet, and he has to sit in that position again and accept everyone's strange eyes. If possible, Bran really hopes that he can get seriously ill now and get better after those people are gone.

However, if these are all gone, Robb will also go...

Although Bran is still young, he understands the ruthlessness of war. If Robb really has an accident on the battlefield, the Stark family will really collapse.

My father, Sansa and Arya who are still in the royal capital cannot be saved...

Time passed minute by minute in random thoughts, and soon it was time to entertain the Karstark family. The people sent by Robb asked Bran to get dressed and prepare to go to the banquet hall.

Bran felt a little headache, sighed, changed his clothes and set off.

On the way to the banquet hall, Bran only felt that this journey was more difficult than his brother's journey to King's Landing.

Finally, we arrived at the door of the banquet hall, opened the door, and saw many lords sitting around a long table. There was a lot of people and excitement. There were several small tables next to them, and they were all occupied by young people.

Robb was the first to see Bran arrive. He stood up, took the armrest of the wheelchair from the servant's hand, and pushed Bran to the position on his left.

Bran seemed to hear those illusory questioning voices again, but his face looked as usual. Under the influence of his brother, he learned to hide his emotions and prevent others from seeing his thoughts.

After settling his brother down, Robb picked up the wine glass and said, "Welcome Lord Rickard Karstark. The Stark family will not forget this friendship. Now that our team has been assembled, tonight is not just a banquet for Uncle Rickard." The banquet is also the meeting before our departure."

With the members of the Severn, Amber, Bolton, and Karstark families here, plus the Stark family soldiers, all the power in the north has been gathered, and it's time to start the war.

"Rescue old Duke Ned!"

"Go to King's Landing and kill that old man!"

"Made, when I and the old Duke participated in the fight against the Mad King, I didn't know where the kid was selling it. Now he actually dares to imprison Ned and go to King's Landing to kill her!"

As soon as the declaration of the expedition came out, the lords of the north were all excited. Some of them were eager to make achievements, some were out of comradeship with Ned, and some were simply loyal to the Stark family.After the lords had finished venting, Robb smiled slightly and continued: "Everyone, be ready when you go back. The army will set off at noon tomorrow."

At this time, a rough voice sounded. The voice was extremely loud, like thunder in people's ears: "Our family's team must go in front, at least not behind the Severn family!"

The loud noise startled everyone present. Only Robb looked normal, with a faint smile on his lips.

Robb looked at the man, Jon Umber, the patriarch of the Umber family. Because his son next to him was also named Jon, people generally called him Great Jon. He was more than two meters tall, even though he was wearing a robe. The heavy armor also shows that his thick body is full of amazing strength. The ferocious beast is people's first impression of him.

Robb said slowly: "Greatjon, you are in my army now. We can discuss the specific plan, but the result may not be what you want. In the end, this is the most important point. After the military order comes out, no matter what Whether you are satisfied or not, you have to execute it, do you understand?"

The Great Jon couldn't listen to Robb's words at all: "What military order is being carried out? If my team is behind, I will go back immediately!"

The expressions of Mechi Severn and Rickard Karstark on the side changed.

Robb was not in a hurry. He sat leisurely on the chair and looked at Meggie, the captain of the military law team who had just taken office not long ago: "If the Great Jon really leaves, in accordance with the latest military law, swear to me again." What is the crime of running away from battle?"

Meggie stood up suddenly, looked at the opponent with her size that was not inferior to that of Great Jon, held the knife at her waist, and uttered two words: "Behead."

No one doubted that as long as Robb gave the order, she would chop at him without hesitation.

"You said I ran away from the battle, you piss-peeing little brat?!"

The Great Jon had no reaction to beheading, but when he heard such a disgraceful word as "escaping from battle," he instantly became furious. He and Ned had been fighting for their whole lives. He had an upright character and valued loyalty above all else. He valued honor more than life. When he heard this, his mind was in a mess. He reached out his hand to his waist to get a knife.

"Ouch!!!"

Gray Wind, who had been sitting at Robb's feet and chewing bones, suddenly smelled the smell of danger. He rushed up to the table and looked at the Great Jon who was about to draw his sword and pointed it at his master. His eyes were broken and he opened his mouth. Going to bite the Great Jon.

This scene happened so fast that the nobles present did not react.

But what happened next made everyone unable to react.

An invisible gravity suddenly appeared on Robb. Bran, who was close to Robb, felt it most clearly. He felt like he was about to leave the wheelchair and fly towards Robb!

Gray Wind maintained his pouncing posture in mid-air, and the next second his body flew backwards under the influence of this force, landing accurately on the table in front of Robb!

This is a type of gravity magic that pulls enemies towards you.

Robb controlled the direction and main target, mainly pulling Gray Wind, otherwise everyone in this room would instantly lose their balance and fall to the ground!

What kind of magical power is this?

Everyone's brains went blank for a moment. Old Gods above, is this power a miracle?
"woo woo woo woo……"

Gray Wind, who was pulled back by gravity, instinctively wanted to jump forward, but his whole body was suppressed by a hand. That was Robb's hand. He grabbed Gray Wind's spine and pressed him directly. Lying on the table, the struggling wolf claws knocked over the pots and bowls in front of Bran.

Everyone looked at Robb, who was leaning on the chair with a relaxed expression, dumbfounded. What kind of strength was this, able to easily suppress the direwolf with one hand? !

Meggie was the only one who wasn't surprised at all. Robb could crush his own hand bones, so suppressing a direwolf didn't seem so exaggerated.

Robb held down the manic giant direwolf with one hand and explained to it with a smile: "Don't be so excited, Gray Wind. The Great Jon just wants to help us cut the fattest mutton."

(End of this chapter)