Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

Bitter Bridge is not far from here. If we can defend the city, there is still hope that we can hold on until the moment when my husband, Earl Orton, returns to help, but now...it's too late!

Even if the castle is destined to be breached, the news of the enemy attack must be sent out!

Lady Tanya forced herself to calm down, got up and ran towards the crow's nest in the castle.

"Madam? Madam, where are you going?" the guard stupidly called from behind.

But Lady Tanya didn’t even look back, she went straight to the bachelor and said urgently:

"Quick! The enemy is coming to attack the Long Table Hall! Use your fastest flying bird and send this news to Bitter Bridge!"

"Yes, ma'am."

The maester quickly wrote the letter in the simplest possible language on the paper, tied it to the leg of a messenger crow, and then threw it out the window.

The messenger crow flapped its wings a few times and quickly flew high into the sky.

Outside the castle, a knight raised his long bow and was about to shoot it down with an arrow.

But he was stopped by Domeric.

He was riding on a tall war horse, wearing a star-patterned cloak. He waved his hand and said:

"We need to get this bird to take the news from here to Bitterbridge!"

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After sending the distress letter, and escorted by several loyal guards, Lady Tanya packed up her gold and silver items and was about to escape from the side door of the castle.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps became clearer and clearer, as if death was approaching.

"The Hound" Sandor Clegane, covered in blood and filled with murderous intent, slowly walked through the door like a demon from the wild.

He held a huge sword in his right hand and a bloody head in his left hand.

The head was severed with a sharp weapon, and his eyes were wide open. He was the captain of the castle's defense.

"Don't kill me, I surrender!"

Madam Tanya's body suddenly softened and she collapsed to the ground, losing any intention of resisting.

She said simply: "I request an interview with your lord..."

Chapter 298 Look at my gifts, people who are never picky eaters

Horses sprinted, spears waved.

With only momentum, a northern knight stabbed a castle guard from behind with a clang of his spear, causing blood to splash into the air.

The battle ended very quickly...

After all, there were not many guards in the castle, and they were at a loss when faced with the sudden attack of a large group of people.

There was a huge disparity in combat power between the two sides, and the only castle they could rely on fell immediately.

A large group of guards gathered at the city gate. Many of them threw away their weapons and fell to the ground, shouting for mercy.

For a moment, the castle fell to the ground like a large field of crops blown by the wind. The scene was very spectacular.

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Domeric, surrounded by guards, entered the Castle of Long Table Hall.

Only then did I realize that there were temporary wooden houses everywhere, filled with various supplies ready to be sent to Kuqiao.

Domeric strode into one of the wooden houses and saw more than ten cylindrical wooden barns standing inside.

He drew the Stark family's ancestral sword "Ice".

He stabbed the sword in the middle and then pulled it sideways.

Suddenly the wooden warehouse was torn open, revealing the sack inside, and white flour flowed out. Domeric reached out to catch it, put it in his mouth and chewed it. It was freshly ground flour.

"How much grain is stored here?" he asked.

A fat butler with a key in his hand who had just surrendered came forward and bent down:

"Sir, this is the autumn grain newly collected by the Long Table Hall from the nearby countryside. It was originally intended to be shipped to Kuqiao. It is enough to feed 1000 people for a whole year..."

In other words, Domilik's forward of more than 5000 people can be used for more than two months.

He couldn't help but think of the motto of the Mariweis family: "Look at my gift."

These grains are indeed some kind of gift to Domeric...

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Castle Hall.

"Lord Domeric, this is Lady Tanya, the wife of Count Orton Mareweis of Long Table Hall."

The "Hound Dog" did not embarrass the countess and brought her directly to Domeric.

I have to say that this Lady Tanya is very charming.

He has long legs, black hair, big black eyes, olive skin, white teeth, plump and deep lips...

When you are about 30 years old, it is the time when flowers are in full bloom.

Domeric looked carefully at the countess.

She is very beautiful, but she clearly has the characteristics of the race from the Free City on the other side of the Narrow Sea.

Seems to be a "Myr"?

Myr is located across the Narrow Sea, on the west coast of the Essos continent, and is protected by the Myr Sea, a huge and calm bay.

It is one of the nine Free Trade Cities and enjoys a high reputation for its excellent craftsmanship.

The Countess of Long Table Hall is actually a Myr! ?

This surprised Domeric a little.

Looking at Mrs. Tanya’s confused look, she obviously didn’t recognize Domeric.

Sandor "The Hound" Clegane continued to declare loudly:

"In front of you is the 'Hand of the King', 'Prime Minister', 'Duke of Harrenhal', Lord Domeric Bolton from the Dreadfort, please kneel down quickly..."

Lady Tanya then turned her gaze to Domeric, and then she was startled.

Why did this famous "Hand of the King" suddenly come to attack his castle in person?

"Lord Domeric, why did you attack my castle?" Lady Tanya said pretending to be innocent.

"The reason is very simple!"

Domeric smiled slightly, as if he had expected this, "Your husband, Lord Orton Maliweith, led the army to join the Bitterbridge and swore allegiance to Renly Baratheon, the 'rebellious king'..."

In other words, you are a gangster! "

"This, Lord Domeric, my husband has absolutely no intention of rebellion, let alone the intention of disobeying His Majesty Joffrey. All of this... all of this was forced by Duke Mace Tyrell of Highgarden!"

Lady Tanya quickly expressed her loyalty.

While trying to get rid of her husband, she passed the blame to the "inflatable fish" Duke Mace Tyrell.

Naturally, Domeric would not believe this.

He interrupted Lady Tanya, and then said:

"Whether your husband voluntarily pledged his allegiance to Renly Baratheon or was forced to do so by the Lord of Mace.

Now I take over the Long Table Hall, all the materials are at my disposal, and the wealth belongs to me.

By the way, let your people continue to collect more food from the countryside..."

Hearing this, Mrs. Tanya almost couldn't help but curse.

What's the difference between this and a robber! ?

But after seeing the eager soldiers, especially the murderous "Hound" Sandor Clegane, she wisely chose to endure.

When my husband and His Majesty Renly's army come back, you will be punished by the gods... Lady Tanya thought viciously.

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at night.

Domeric sat at the desk that originally belonged to Lord Alton Mareweis.

The "attack on the Long Table Hall" was far smoother than he thought.

Not only did they easily capture the castle, they also obtained a large amount of food, which alleviated their urgent needs.

In the later stage, you can even use the "Long Table Hall" as a stronghold to encroach on the Reach step by step.

Domeric is very aware of his current situation.

Being in the middle of a war that affects the entire continent, the surroundings are filled with fog, the road ahead is dangerous and unpredictable, the situation is treacherous, and the situation is changing.

If you are not careful, you may be in danger.

Except for Renly Baratheon who is at war...

The White Walkers on the Great Wall, Daenerys on the other side of the Narrow Sea, the Golden Company who are friends or foes, Lord Tywin Lannister of Casterly Rock, may come back at any time, and there is also the siege of Storm's End Castle Stannis, the Greyjoys of the Iron Islands...

In this regard, the only thing we can do is to try our best to improve our own power and remain unchanged in the face of changes.

After carefully sorting out the target route, Domeric slowly came back to his senses and realized that because he had been sitting for too long and never changed his posture, the muscles in his back were sore and his legs were stiff and numb.

He held on to the table, stood up slowly, and slowly walked back and forth in the room a few times, just to activate the stagnant energy and blood.

At this time, there was a gentle knock on the door, "Master Domeric, your tea."

The door opened, and Domeric suddenly smelled the aroma of tea.

I saw a maid holding a cup of black tea, standing at the door looking at him with an aggrieved expression.

This maid is Mrs. Tanya.

The mistress of the castle was now dying of shame and anger.

There was not even an inch of hair on her voluptuous body, her feet were bare, and she was only wearing a large maid apron.

Domeric obviously intended to humiliate the aloof countess when she was dressed like this.