Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire.

Chapter 247 Survival and Wisdom

The ironborn seem to occupy Moat Cailin, but they have no understanding of anything around them and are completely unfamiliar with it.

Raph Kenning, who was left behind to guard the three lonely towers in the Bay of Cailin, thought to himself. He was standing on the Tower of the Children of the Forest. The half-missed tower spire blew in the cold wind from the north and the swamps, and the wind also carried the black swamps from the south. The fishy smell came.

It must be mixed with the stench of several Ironborn corpses. Damn it, they are all good sailors on Kenning's parents' ship! Raph thought angrily.

Damn the swamp people, how did they pop up in the poisonous green swamp, pierce the ironborn's ankles with sharp short spears, and then drag them into the swamp to drown.

No matter how many scouts Laffer sent to search, he still couldn't figure out the fighting methods of the Zelanders. Finally, after experiencing the disappearance of several teams of scouts, he figured out how to deal with the Zelander guerrillas.

Nestled in the tower of Cailin Bay, shut up.

Raph threw the ax in his hand to the wall of the tower and rubbed his eyes. He didn't know if it was an illusion or something. He always felt that the poisonous gas from the black swamp south of the Bay of Carin would seep into the eyes, forcing people to bleed from all the orifices, and torture them to death. .

Most of the Ironborn soldiers around him were slumped on the ground, their heads swaying slightly to the side, their eyes closed, and their stomachs ravenous.

Raph looked at this scene with worry.

Things started going smoothly until these swamp people who were deep in the Neck suddenly appeared and caught them off guard.

Countless ravens seemed to smell strangeness and danger in this familiar tower, and they all spread their wings and flew high, leaving this barren land and flying towards the south.

In the Twins City, the blue and white falcon banner of the Arryn family and the Twin Cities banner of the Frey family across the bridge flutter in the wind.

The silver-gray running wolf symbol of the Stark family was printed on the surface of the envelope. Raph frowned and opened the letter.

"Open the city gate, I want to greet the Duke in person." Jon Grafson shook his mail, splashed water on his face from the basin held by the attendant, and trotted towards the city. .

Duke Attis Arryn entrusted such an important castle in the Riverlands to himself and handed it over to the Grafson family for management. Jon Grafson vowed to treat this great trust with the most serious attitude and not for a moment. slack.

The eyes of the iron type beside him seemed to light up. He carefully moved over, reached out and picked up the short bow, and pointed it at the raven.

It almost became a black curtain, hanging dazzlingly in the sky above the Ironborn, unwilling to give up a trace of light on the horizon.

Jon Grafson stood at the head of the North Castle, looking towards the King's Road to the south with an anxious expression.

The city gate is open, and the traces of the previous battle have long disappeared. The gate of the North Castle of Twins City has a new look. The metal-carved Arryn family eagles proudly spread their wings on both sides of the city gate. The Frey family oak components in the past have been completely eliminated. , replaced by hard steel.

It wasn't until the vibration of horse hooves on the dust was heard that he calmed down. Grafson took a deep breath and held a thick stack of reports on Twins City's financial revenue and expenditure in his hand.

"Phew!" The arrow penetrated straight into the raven's body. It just screamed softly before shaking off the ground. When it died, its body was completely curled up and its head was buried in its feathers.

"Crash!~" There was a sudden sound of wings flapping on the tower.

Raph opened his mouth, turned around, and looked toward the south fearfully.

"Punch!" In the sky above Carlin Bay, the raven spread its black wings, picked up a wooden beam of the tower and landed on it, trimming its feathers with its pointed beak.

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Supplies were a big problem. The villages to the north were all burned by Bolton's cavalry. The black smoke from the fire was clearly visible even on the towers of Carlin Bay. This forced the villagers to leave their hometowns and go north to The other lords' lands were used to make a living, and the Skinners' merciless clearing of the wilderness almost cut off the Ironborn's possibility of going north to find supplies, so they had no choice but to make a living by hunting south.

"Send a letter to Pike City," Laffer told the people around him, "We need more support."

"These are the most worthy things to travel on in this shabby place, this lousy land in the north!" The iron soldier yelled and cursed, picked up the raven, pulled out the arrow, and without being sure of support, Nothing can be wasted.

There was obviously a letter tied to the raven's claws. "Captain, letter." The soldier handed the letter to Raph.

The Ironborn stood up one after another and looked up.

Attis Arryn took off his half-helmet, dismounted, and walked straight towards the city gate.

Jon Grafson took a long breath, lowered his head, held a large stack of letters and reports, and bowed slightly.

"Duke Aylin, this is..." Seeing Attis approaching, he spoke softly. "Where is Mrs. Frey?" Attis asked, avoiding the thick paper held in Grafson's hand.

Jon Grafson was slightly stunned. He pointed to the city gate and said, "In South Castle, Duke Arryn, these are the finances of the Twins..."

"We'll discuss it later." Attis waved his hand gently, and Angei brought the war horse over again. Attis got on the horse and jumped towards the South Fort.

Jon Grafson held the thick paper and leaned it against his chest, staring blankly at the leaving figure of Duke Attis.

The man in blue robe beside the Duke looked at him rather jokingly, nodded slightly and saluted, then followed closely behind the Duke and left.

Jon Grafson shook his head slightly, and he clicked his tongue in complaint, but not at the Duke.

"Damn it, these matters should be mentioned in the main hall," Grafson cursed secretly and slapped himself in the face. "How can these financial stinks compare to..." He couldn't help but silenced and looked at Nanbao.

Attis came to Roslin's bedroom door, and the maid bowed to him.

"Is Madam here?"

The maid replied in a low voice: "Madam is resting in bed. If necessary, I will go..."

Attis waved his hand in refusal and slowly opened the door.

Roslin was lying on the bed, her pajamas hanging down, and her eyes looking at her seemed to be shining.

"You're here." Roslin's face was quite pale and her voice was soft.

Attis sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand.

"It must be difficult to be the wife of Twins City." He smiled and said to Roslin.

"It's not easy to give birth to Aelin's heir." Roselin's mouth moved slightly, with a calm tone in her tone.

Attis opened his mouth slightly, and the words he had prepared before were useless for a moment.

Roslin shook her head slightly, "I read a lot of books left in the library by the previous head of the Frey family, books about Frey's work," her eyes seemed to be rippling as she looked at Attis. , "It took me a long time to understand my situation..."

"So," Roslin felt as if there was a thousand pounds of stone pressing down on her chest, "The child in my belly, he... or she, is his surname He Wen or Shi Dong..."

Her eyes are still pure, and her tone seems to be that simple girl.

Attis's eyes no longer looked like he loved the girl with pity, but showed a touch of respect.

He let go of his hand, and Artis knew that it was not a question of Hewen or Shidong, but a question of Frey or Aelin.

Roslin's chin trembled slightly, and Artis could see her uneasiness.

"Mrs. Frey," Artis's tone became solemn. Roslin's question just now had the meaning of political survival. It is not a simple and innocent girl who can be compared. "This child will only have the surname Frey, whether it is a boy or a girl. He or she will become the heir to the Twins."

As if a thousand pounds of stone had been pushed out of her heart, Roslin let out a sigh of relief. Attis stretched out his arms and took her into his arms.

"Gods bless you..." Roslin closed her eyes to hide the tears in her eyes.

The girl is very weak and simple, until she becomes a mother, she seems to become braver and wiser for the sake of her children. Roslin is protecting the fetus in her belly...

Attis immediately rejected the previous judgment in his heart. There was a wise mother on the mountain of the Eagle's Nest City.

"But he will be adopted by me as my adopted son, and I will educate him myself." Attis whispered to Roslin, stroking her belly.

Roslin nodded slightly. The things she had been keeping in her heart had been solved. She would not force the rest, including whether the child would stay with her.

(End of this chapter)