Ice and Fire: Conquering the World Starting from the Wall

Dennis looked a little angry.

"Colin said you can control the savages better than that traitor Mans, so you are their king."

"Hurry up and get this damned agreement done, 'Star Child' Lynn. By the Seven Gods, this is a great disgrace to me, but the Night's Watch cannot be destroyed, at least not by my hand."

Westeros already has several kings, but they've never cared about the Night's Watch's life or death, so we don't care about having one more, do we?

That's the truth.

Although the Night's Watch is filled with criminals and lowly cowards, it is still nominally the northern guard of the Seven Kingdoms.

Although they have now lost Castle Black and Eastwatch (occupied by the Redhall Clan of Tormund and the Frozen Coast Clan), leaving only the crumbling Shadow Tower, if they publicly acknowledge Lynn's status, Lynn will have a certain degree of legitimacy in future wars, which is far better than gaining the recognition of several lords.

It's a win-win situation, so why not?

"Okay, that's a good suggestion. I admit it's tempting."

Lynn nodded and said that this was also a way out for the Night's Watch.

"We have other conditions: the sentry tower, Grey Guard Fortress, and Stone Gate Village must be handed over to us for control, and you must be responsible for all necessary supplies."

"And the Night's Watch brothers captured at Castle Black must be returned to us safely and intact."

Lynn shook his head, and Sir Dennis's face immediately darkened.

"You have too few people to defend the area. I suggest that the free people move in first. I will prioritize those clans that have no hatred towards the Night's Watch. They will repair buildings and defend against the White Walkers, while you will need to teach them to grow crops and other skills."

The Night's Watch farms their own land because many farmers on the gifted lands couldn't withstand the wildlings' incursions and chose to leave, leaving some of the land behind to be taken over by the Watchmen.

These lands were cultivated by the officials.

In addition, the officials were also responsible for hunting, raising horses and cattle, gathering firewood and cooking, mending clothes, and so on.

"If you increase your manpower later, it's not too late to return it."

Both sides knew this was a lie, because once the savages settled in those fortresses, it would be almost impossible to drive them away, but the old knight did not reveal this fact.

"We can provide you with supplies, but the reserves of the free people are also very meager. I need to win the support of the Northern Lords in the upcoming negotiations in order to guarantee your needs."

Alternatively, you may reach a supply agreement with a specific lord individually; as long as it does not threaten the safety of the free people, I will not object.

Lynn changed the word "war" to "game," which sounds less intense and is easier for people to accept.

And he was telling the absolute truth, so Dennis nodded in agreement.

"Returning the captured Night's Watchmen is no problem, but you'll have to exchange them for Corin. I bet you've already locked him up in the Ice Prison, haven't you?"

Dennis was silent for a few seconds, then nodded again.

"Colin admitted he had surrendered, so half the brothers demanded he be hanged. But that's alright, I can hand him over to you, one for forty, it's a good deal."

Lynn thought for a moment and then said:

"You need to order the craftsman Donald Noy to teach our men how to forge steel. That old man is very stubborn, and Maester Aemon's persuasion has been ineffective."

Dennis reluctantly agreed, but he stated that he was only acting commander-in-chief and that Donald might not listen to him. He could only do his best and could not guarantee a good outcome.

The two then discussed some details, such as Maester Aemon's future, the allocation of the land grants, and the defense of the Great Canyon west of the Shadow Tower.

Lynn held the initiative, so he always appeared calm and collected, and Dennis gained no advantage in the subsequent negotiations.

Overall, both sides got what they wanted most.

"A successful negotiation should make both sides feel uncomfortable."

Sir Dennis concluded by saying:

"But it seems you don't have the same feelings as me."

Lynn smiled and said:

"What you see is only the surface, Sir. In fact, I am under tremendous pressure. There are hundreds of thousands of mouths to feed, and sometimes I wish I could feed them myself."

"Okay! Okay!"

Dennis sighed repeatedly:

"This will be an unprecedented chapter in the history of the Night's Watch, and I will be forever nailed to the pillar of shame. What will people call me from now on? Only the Seven Gods will know."

Lynn comforted her:

"This is a wise decision, Sir Dennis. You have preserved the last hope for the Night's Watch."

In the future battle against the White Walkers, the Night's Watch will fight alongside the descendants of the First Men, a great feat that will be celebrated by bards for generations to come.

Dennis gave a wry smile and said:

"I hope so! Now I should address you as Your Majesty, but please allow me to kneel before you again when we meet next time."

By then, I believe you will have established your own court, with respectable ministers and guards, as well as the royal coat of arms and flags.

Lynn smiled wryly, not taking the other person's words seriously. In his view, this was just to give the Night's Watch some face.

The free people will not recognize the king, and the lords and people of the south need to be conquered by force, which is still a long way off.

Just as the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves, they heard a horn emitting a low, weak wail through the leather tent.

Everyone heard it. Lynn frowned and walked toward the door, with Dennis following behind.

Once outside the tent, the horn blared even louder, causing a slight commotion in the distant savage camp.

"The horn of the scouts of the hard-footed people."

Nemo listened for a while, and then told Lynn this.

"Something is coming from the east."

"Is it a White Walker?" Dennis asked nervously.

Lynn shook his head: "The White Walkers should be in the north, and they never appear when the sun is out."

Just then, several riders rushed out of the camp, and when they pulled down their cloaks, Lynn discovered that they were Mans and Valamir.

As usual, Valamir's bear was absent, but the wolf and the shadow lynx followed closely behind, while the eagle hid on the saddle behind him, seemingly wary of the Bloodshed.

"Lynn, have you finished talking? A cavalry unit has been spotted to the east; it's possible that the Eastsea Watchers have landed on some shallows."

When Dennis saw Mans, his entire demeanor changed, as if he was ready to give him a hard blow at any moment.

"Mance—"

Lynn heard Dennis Mellist let out a low growl from his throat.

"Sir Dennis, it's been many years. I'm delighted to see that you are still in good health."

Mans didn't care about the other person's attitude; he turned to Lynn and said:

"You've reached an agreement? In my opinion, Sir Dennis's sincerity is somewhat lacking. Otherwise, why would Carter Parker come to harass us at this time? I don't believe they didn't use raven correspondence to communicate."

"A horse-drawn sailor—humph! Carter Parker has always been bolder than smart; if he dared to come, he would have come long ago. Why wait until now?"