Chapter 101 The opportunity to lead the army alone

At night, while walking outside his tent, Clay saw Robb and Theon Greyjoy who was following him with a look of reluctance on his face.

Very good, at least this time, the plundering front of the Iron Islands will not be directed at the west coast of the North for the time being. Although Clay's White Harbor has nothing to worry about, other northern nobles do not have to worry about themselves and Lannis. During the special confrontation, the home was stolen.

After complaining again about the weird thinking of Rob and Caitlin's mother and son, Clay returned to his tent. As the grandson of Earl Wyman, a wealthy man in White Harbor, his tent was more luxurious than other nobles.

Except for him in the tent, Sir Malone, who smelled of alcohol but still had clear eyes, was leaning on a wooden box, his eyes scanning back and forth on the map that Clay had nailed to the wooden board.

Seeing Clay coming back, Sir Malone asked:

"Boy, are you relieved now?"

Clay also pulled a wooden box and placed it next to Sir Malone. He leaned on it and nodded slightly:

"Yes, as long as we hold the only son of Balon Greyjoy, the pirates of the Iron Islands will not point their knives at us."

The old knight nodded. Although he didn't say anything, it was obvious that he agreed with Clay's words.

His eyes swept over Clay. He didn't expect that Clay could actually interfere with the decision-making of the Stark family in the north. This was good news.

Robb faced a situation similar to that of a middle-aged and elderly noble, and Sir Malone was also worried that it would happen to Clay. But now, it seems that his heir is tied to the young master in the north, so that won't be a big problem.

"What did you talk about this afternoon?"

As Clay's staff officer, Sir Malone wanted to know what happened in the afternoon's combat meeting, but he had no source of information.

"The situation is not good. I have been arguing all afternoon and I actually don't have a clue."

Clay shook his head and told Sir Malone all about the situation. He was not worried about leaks. Soon these things would become known to everyone and there would be no need for them to spread them.

After listening quietly, Sir Malone also frowned, his face not losing the relaxed look just now.

Indeed, this is a very difficult situation, and it is not easy to come up with a suitable solution.

But in fact, Clay, who has a global perspective, has his own plan.

Do you want to save Eddard Stark? Of course he must be saved, because he is still alive now. If he returns to the embrace of the old gods, it will be easier.

On the battlefield in the Riverlands, do the Northern Army want to come to the rescue? Of course we have to go, because without the Riverlands, the North would not even have a single place to stand in the south.

Moreover, the north is sparsely populated, so others don’t know, but Clay knows very well that winter is coming!

Without food transportation from the south, it would be impossible for the north to save enough food for the winter. Moreover, many families now send troops south to fight the war instead of harvesting summer food.

Therefore, from this point of view, it is necessary to divide the troops. Clay originally wanted to divide the troops into three groups, and the other two groups were the same as before. He himself took the demon hunter guards and a small group of elite cavalry to quickly move south.

Bypassing Tywin Lannister's defense zone, he inserted himself directly near Harrenhal.

While waiting for an opportunity to find and pick up Eddard Stark, he also used the powerful individual qualities of the demon hunter to attack the Lannister army's food storage location.

At this time, the Tyrell family should be fighting fiercely with Renly Baratheon, and it is impossible to give food to Lord Tywin, who is their enemy for the time being.

In Clay's opinion, making the enemy retreat does not necessarily mean repelling them. Creating enough trouble for them will have the same result.

But now, Clay changed his mind. Because he personally experienced Roose Bolton's prestige among the northern nobles, Clay decided to find a way to prevent Roose Bolton from leading the army alone.

Stark is still suppressing Bolton. After all, they are lords and Bolton is vassal.

Being protected by many nobles, and putting Robb on the battlefield to confront Tywin, this was a simple situation, with little room for Robb to perform smart operations.

Clay himself decided to use the arrangement in Twin River City as a bargaining chip to try his best to get Rob's original position.

But this time, Clay is not Robb Stark, let alone Catelyn Tully. It is impossible for him to accept the Twins' marriage request.

However, he must go to the Twin River City, so some dishonorable means may be on the stage.

Clay would first discuss these matters with Mrs. Caitlin, who had a relatively low sense of honor. After all, besides himself, Rob was the one who listened best to Caitlin's words.

Clay thought of Aenys Frey's pale and moist face. He must have been confused by the sudden war, right?

The Twins army was huddled in the city, and the military power was not in Aenys Frey's hands. Although he held some of the maester's responsibilities, he could still reach Lord Walder Frey at any time.

However, if there is no one outside to help, if he takes action against Marquis Walder Frey, he will also have to take action against his eldest brother, Steveron Frey. None of his eldest brother's brats will be spared.

However, assuming that the Seven Gods are on his side and let Aenys Frey finish everything, how can he receive these thousands of troops when the city is full of soldiers?

He can do those things, and so can others. He has no armed force, and if he is not careful, he will be killed directly in the Twins City by the other Freys who have been divided up to command part of the army.

Therefore, under the current situation, Inis Frey will definitely not take action easily. Besides, Clay has not done anything he promised him.

Before he sent the Frey children to White Harbor, he heard the news of the war. The extremely shrewd Marquis Walder Frey immediately summoned the Frey army to garrison the Twins. Once the gate was closed, no one could get out.

As for Clay, facing Sir Aenys who shrank back and pretended to be his son, he had to give him a selfless push and cheer him up.

At worst, he could make a bigger cake for Aenys Frey, even if he promised to give him a crown, it didn't matter. Clay had no intention of executing any of them anyway.

When he took the Twins and the army entered, wouldn't Aenys Frey be able to deal with it however he wanted?

Be merciful, for the sake of the old and new gods, find an opportunity to let him die of illness, pick a Frey boy who is easy to control, and help him up. Look, Clay is even moved by him.

"Sir, don't think so much. At tomorrow's meeting, maybe the adults in the north will come up with a better plan."

Clay smiled, and then walked to his single bed made of several large wooden boxes. This was the army, not his home in White Harbor, so everything was kept simple.

Although it was a little hard and difficult to fall asleep, Clay quickly put himself into the meditation state of a demon hunter. Who said you have to be in that posture to meditate, right?

…

Early in the morning on the second day after Clay arrived at the camp, all the northern leaders came to yesterday's meeting tent again.

After a whole afternoon of quarreling yesterday, the noble gentlemen reached a consensus that they must come up with the strategy today. If it continues here, it will not be their turn.

This time, Clay met Theon Greyjoy in the tent, and the position Robb arranged for him was right next to Clay...

Seeing Clay coming in, Xion snorted coldly and turned away to look at him. Clay narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything. Although the two of them had drawn their swords at each other, this was after all a personal matter in the military. Grudges, please step aside.

No one in this tent except Rob knew about the unpleasantness that happened in the Wolf Forest. Although everyone noticed Theon's performance, they didn't make any connection.

At the beginning of the meeting, Jon Amber's loud voice broke the silence again. His bear-like body stood there, and with his loud voice that could overturn the tent, everyone focused their attention on him.

"If you ask me, as I said yesterday, let's set off now and go directly to Lord Tywin. Let's conduct a night attack and stick the dagger into Lord Tywin's crotch!"

Jon Amber was very excited and her tone was very vulgar, regardless of the fact that besides Caitlin, there were one or two female leading nobles present.

As soon as he said these words, the conference room was filled with discussions. To be honest, everyone actually wanted to do this, set up a battle array and fight against Tywin Lannister's army.

Although it is an exaggeration to say that one northerner beats ten, it also fully reflects the psychological advantage of northerners facing southerners.

They were not at all afraid to engage Tywin Lannister's well-armed army.

But the problem is that everyone in this conference room whose brain is still functioning knows that things are not that simple.

"Okay, Amber, sit down and find a bottle of wine to plug your mouth."

Roose Bolton said lightly. He looked at Robb who was sitting at the head and put forward his own suggestion:

"Lord Robert, we all understand that your uncle Edmure Tully's army may not be able to hold out for long under the attack of the Kingslayer army. You decide, should we save it or not?"

As soon as these words came out, the tent suddenly became quiet. This was the core issue. If there was nothing left to say about the riverlands, just go south and work for Tywin.

"Rob..." Caitlin held her son's hand. After all, it was her home, and her father and brother were both there.

Rob patted his mother's hand to reassure him, thought for a while, and made a decision:

"We must save the Riverlands, so I plan to divide our troops in Twin River City!"

Rob stood up, picked up two wolf head wooden carvings and placed them on the map.

"One way, lead our infantry and go south directly along the King's Road to block Tywin's northward movement. The other way, gather all our cavalry, cross the Twins City, and quickly join the battlefield in the Riverlands."

"Madam, Lord Frey of the Twins, can you open the city gate for us? He is your father's vassal."

Lord Gabriel Glover raised a very crucial question.

Dividing the troops seems to be a good idea, but the problem is that it requires the support of Twin River City.

Lady Catelyn shook her head:

"We shouldn't expect the late Marquis Frey to let us pass easily. If he still thinks he is a vassal of the Riverlands, he should be on his way to Riverrun by now."

Clay interjected:

"Marquis Walder Frey and his Frey family have collected bridge tolls on the Green Fork River for hundreds of years. Why don't they collect ours?"

He faced the people around him and said in a deep voice:

"You may not know that I just came back from the Twins more than a month before the war broke out. As far as I know, the Frey family is still under the strict control of Marquis Walder Frey."

"We have nearly four times the strength of Twin River City, so we can just attack it."

The speaker was Count Rickard Karstark of Cahor City, a strong man with a cold face and a white beard.

"Earl, you are right. We have four times their strength. No matter how difficult the Twins are, we can capture it. However, you have ignored the issue of time."

Clay knew that someone would say this. After all, the adults in the north did not encounter this problem during the last Usurper War.

"I stayed in that castle for less than half a month. I can tell you responsibly that although I have never been on the battlefield, Marquis Frey left four thousand people in the city. We rushed over, but with force, It’s simply impossible to capture it in a short time.”

Clay's fingers pinched the lion's head in Earl Harroway's town, and placed it next to the Twins:

"Unless Lord Tywin is a fool, he will definitely seize this opportunity and cooperate with Lord Walder Frey to kill more than ten thousand of us under the Twins."

"So, everyone, if we want to fight Twin River City, we must find other ways to win it quickly. Moreover, taking human lives is not an option for us."

"You said so confidently, do you still want to say that after taking the Twin River City, the army along the way will be under your command?"

Jon Amber stabbed Clay, but unexpectedly, this sentence played into Clay's hands.

"Maybe? Let's make a bet. If I take it down, Master Amber, will you just listen to me?"

Clay smiled, this is really like sleeping on a pillow, he is really a good teammate.

"To put it lightly, boy of the Mandalay family! I agree with your assessment of the Twins. I have been there too. If you can take that castle, why not give you all the cavalry in my hand?" "

Count Rickard Karstark didn't believe that Clay could capture the fortress that the Frey family had run for hundreds of years in a short time. Since the bet was on, he used his three hundred cavalry as a bargaining chip.

"Lord Rob, do you agree with what we said?"

Clay did not forget to ask Robb Stark, the head of the Northern Army, for instructions. Although Robb wanted to lead the army himself, thinking about his father's life and death near Harrenhal in the south, he decided to stay with the main infantry.

"Okay, then we have made a deal. I will personally lead the infantry army south to fight against Duke Tywin's army. Clay, and all your lords, whoever of you can quickly capture the Twins will be the one to command the cavalry army. of."

"We northerners don't look at those flashy titles. We see the real results on the battlefield. Sirs, am I right?"

The young man's voice was sonorous and powerful, winning the response of everyone present. Most people in the North are like this, very pure.

In another timeline, the Young Wolf Lord led them to victory on the battlefield, so except for some people, all the nobles were devoted to him.

Now, as long as Clay takes the Twin River City, he will be the commander-in-chief of the cavalry regiment!

Thinking of Aenys Frey again, Clay's face was filled with a smile...