Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

"Domi is not an enemy!" Robb said solemnly, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out from his body.

"Lord Robb, this is not alarmist!"

Gabbert Glover explained, "I remember that Lady Catelyn wrote several letters to the Eyrie asking for help, but she didn't receive any response.

But why did the princes in the valley send troops one after another when the boy from the Bolton family said something?

Instead of sending troops to avenge Lord Eddard, the Dustin family in the Blight and the Ryswell family in the Brooklands all went to King's Landing...

The Mandalay family in White Harbor is even more shameless!

They are obviously vassals of the Stark family, but that fat old man Wyman Manderly actually went to King's Landing to become the bullshit Chancellor of the Finance! "

"King's Landing is also important to us."

Robb replied: "If the Lannister family is allowed to occupy King's Landing, the situation will be even more unfavorable for us."

"That's right!" Old Earl Karstark agreed, "What's more, the Bolton family is still the vassal of Winterfell. Earl Roose has always been the vassal to Duke Eddard and now Lord Robb. Loyal!"

Sir Hallion, the eldest son of the old Earl of Karstark, is now very important in Lonely Mountain Ridge, and the people of Cahor City cannot do without Lonely Mountain Ridge. For this expedition, the soldiers of the Karstark family need war horses, Armor, weapons, and even all were borrowed from Gushanling.

Therefore, he had to side with the Bolton family.

Countess Mormont agreed: "Lord Roose is indeed loyal to Winterfell."

Galbert Glover sneered: "Countess Mormont, your nephew, the former Earl of Bear Island, Jorah Mormont, seems to be the political administrator of the Lonely Mountain Ridge. No wonder you speak for the Bolton family like this? "

"This does not mean there is a problem with our loyalty!" Lady Mormont said angrily.

……

"My lords!

Domeric Bolton is my brother and my sister is his fiancée. "

Robb stopped the argument, his tone serious.

Lady Catelyn thought he spoke very much like his father.

Robb stared into the eyes of Gabbert Glover: "Lord Galbert, don't say these words that are not conducive to unity. I don't want to hear it a second time!"

"But..." Galbert Glover seemed to want to say something else.

Robb looked around and said loudly:

"Under the current situation, what we should do is to unite all the forces that can be united to save the Riverlands, then defeat the Lannister army, severely punish Tywin Lannister, and avenge my father!"

"Avenge Lord Eddard!" Countess Mormont also announced.

"He can't die in vain at the hands of those Lannister bitches!"

cried old Lord Karstark.

"Yes, we not only want to avenge Lord Eddard, but we also want to capture Casterly Rock City and steal all the Lannister family's gold!"

The Greatjon drew out his sword and placed it on the table in front of him. The sharp steel blade shone coldly on the rough wood.

The nobles all agreed and echoed loudly.

They either shouted or clenched their fists on the table, and drew their swords one after another.

"Steal all the Lannister gold!"

"And food and women!"

……

Chapter 183

Riverrun.

It is the ancestral fortress of the Tully family, the "Lords of the Riverlands" for thousands of years.

House Tully has ruled the fertile lands around Riverrun for thousands of years.

During the Andal invasion, Yaser Tully served one of the Andal warlords, and was granted a large tract of land between the Tumstone and Red Fork rivers. Between the two rivers, he built the Red Fork. castle.

The castle faces the river on both sides, and there is a large man-made trench on the third side to the west. When attacked, the sluice can be opened to fill the entire trench with water, turning the castle into a small island, surrounded by water on three sides, and indestructible.

……

The afterglow of the setting sun penetrated the clouds and cast golden rays of light on the top of Riverrun City.

An extremely beautiful sight.

But the tragic situation below the city was incompatible with it.

The rising black smoke, the scattered stones and rubble at the top of the city, the broken weapons and armor, and the mutilated corpses...

Like purgatory on earth!

Vultures and crows circled around, eager to enjoy the feast of fresh flesh and blood.

The air is filled with a pungent rancid smell...

Under the ravages of war for more than half a month, Riverrun has lost its former prosperity and vitality.

The city wall turned into a strange color as it was soaked in blood and scorched by flames.

When Myriel Lannister came to Riverrun, what she saw was such a scene of hell on earth.

She is the assistant bachelor of Belton, the old bachelor of Casterly Rock City, and is proficient in medicine.

Old Bachelor Belton is already old and cannot bear the fatigue of traveling and traveling.

Therefore, Miriel specially came from Casterly Rock this time to be responsible for the medical treatment of sick and wounded soldiers in the Western Army.

"This is not as clean as the castle, there is blood everywhere!"

Ser Davon Lannister looked at his sister's pale face with a pair of brown eyes and said.

He is a branch of the Lannister family, and his father, Stafford Lannister, is the eldest brother of Lord Tywin's wife, Lady Joanna.

"It's okay, I have already prepared in my heart." Miriel took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down the discomfort in her body.

But the air she breathed in had a strange rancid smell that made her almost vomit.

Sir Davon sighed and took out a bottle of perfume from his arms.

This is plant essential oil from Braavos on the other side of the Narrow Sea. It is extremely expensive. He handed it to his sister: "Smell this, it will make you feel better."

Miriel poured the perfume on her fingertips and dabbed it under her nose.

The floral fragrance is sweet and strong, mixed with a hint of lemon, which instantly covers up the surrounding stench.

Sir Davon led the way, trying to avoid the corpses on the ground, but found that it was almost impossible.

In fact, the corpse is not the worst thing.

The truly terrifying thing was the soldiers who were seriously injured but had not yet expired. They were moaning dying among the ruins, as if they were the wails of ghosts from the Seven Hells.

"Isn't there anyone to help them?"

Miriel stopped in front of a wounded soldier.

A huge wound was opened on the soldier's neck, and blood gurgled uncontrollably.

He was so angry that he stretched out his bloody hand towards Miriam, as if he wanted to grasp the hope of survival...

"Someone will deal with him."

Sir Davon pulled his sister back half a step, but said in his heart that this man could no longer be saved, so he could only let the corpse collector deal with him, "Let's go quickly, Lord James is still waiting for you."

Miriel glanced helplessly at the injured soldier, knowing in her heart that no matter how good her medical skills were, she would not be able to save him from such an injury.

She walked on, growing paler.

Sir Davon's face was a little sad, and he looked at his sister with more unbearable eyes, "Myriel, this is war. If you are not used to it, I will ask the attendant to take you back to Casterly Rock City and find another bachelor from a nearby castle. .”

"Brother, thank you, it doesn't matter."

Miriel managed a smile on her face, with a stubborn look in her eyes.

……

Soon, Miriel met the commander of this army.

Jaime Lannister, the eldest son of Lord Tywin Lannister of Casterly Rock.

Jaime Lannister is sitting by the river, drinking from a cup made of horn.

"Lord James." Miriel stepped forward and saluted.

"Miriel, why are you here?"

James was no stranger to this cousin. After seeing the medical equipment on her body and thinking about her identity as an assistant bachelor, he knew that Myriel was here to treat his injuries.

In the past two months, he has experienced the pain of "breaking his hand" and "losing his sister", and James' appearance has completely changed.

He is no longer as obsessed with appearance as he once was.

James began to let his hair and beard grow freely, and now his face was covered with thick beard, and his hair was tangled from not washing for a long time.

His cheeks were thin and sunken, but outsiders could still see his handsomeness and charm at a glance.

Because his eyes held an indescribable light.

James asked his squire to unbuckle his armor and reveal the wounds on his arms.

It was an arrow wound, and black blood was still pouring out of the wound.

During several sieges at Riverrun, Jaime was shot by a flying arrow and penetrated his left arm. Later, the wound barely healed, but the bones often hurt.

"The arrow is poisonous, and the poison has penetrated deep into the bones.

Lord James, now we can only cut open the arm to open the wound and use a knife to scrape the toxin on the bone to completely cure you. "

Miriel carefully observed the wound and made a diagnosis based on her rich surgical knowledge.

"Myriel, thank you for your help." James stretched out his arm and asked Myriel to cut it open.

Suddenly his arm was dripping with blood, and it overflowed the plate containing blood.

But James was drinking and chatting and laughing with Sir Davon as usual, not afraid of the pain in his arm.

Miriel couldn't help but be surprised.