Chapter 102 Clay’s soldiers finally arrived at Twin River City

Lord Walder Frey in the Twins has a problem.

This made him restless, and he had been unable to enjoy his eighth wife for several days.

Sitting on the tallest tower of the castle on the east bank of the Twins City, he liked rain the most. Looking at the continuous rainstorm in front of him, he couldn't stop cursing in his heart.

The situation in front of him reminded Marquis Walder Frey of the war more than ten years ago. At that time, he was too hesitant to stand in line and only raised troops to respond to his lord in the end. He ended up with a "late" The infamous name of Lord Walder.

This is a thorn in my heart that I can't pull out. The Frey family is so big and has so many children. Now, many young men and women are having sex with each other because they can't get married.

As someone who could hear every sound in the entire Twins City, how could he not know these things, but what could he do?

If he encounters a pair and kills a pair, it won't take long for him to be killed by one of his descendants.

Lord Walder Frey still wants to live as long as the dragon, so he doesn't want to meet the Seven Gods so early.

Originally, he liked the young man from Mandalay in White Harbor and decided to choose the best girl to send there to be his wife. However, when the boy came over and took a look around, he was suddenly exposed to the terrible incident of the family caravan being attacked. Called away.

what a pity!

The ninety-year-old man has recently felt that his energy is getting worse and worse. His old and thin body is huddled under his gorgeous clothes, like a ridiculous weasel.

He knew very well that the weaker he became, the happier the boss Steve Lun would be. After being the heir for decades, he finally saw the opportunity to become a full-time official. How could he not be excited?

Marquis Walder Frey didn't believe that there was any bullshit father-son relationship between him and his eldest son, Stevron, and he could insist on not showing his sword to him until now. It was just that Stevron didn't want to bear the reputation of being a parricide.

Look at the third child, Inis, who has always been very respectful to him. Sometimes Walder Frey wants to kill the boss and make the third child the heir.

As for the second son who was being ridden by a Lannister woman, Walder Frey didn't consider it at all. If he inherited the Twins, the Frey family would all have to change their surname to Lannister.

Now, near Riverrun City in the southwest, Edmure, the good son of Lord Tully, was defeated by the Kingslayer in a battle. He was leading his troops to pursue him in Riverrun City. He didn't know if he could escape the pursuit.

To the southeast, Tywin Lannister's elite army of more than 20,000 people was stuck at the chokepoint of Lord Harroway's town. He received news that Lord Tywin was hunting down Alvin in his control area. de Stark.

To the north of him, the little brat Robb Stark, with his army of nearly 20,000 men, was heading south along the damn King's Road. Yesterday, the first scouts had arrived.

In the name of that girl Catelyn, Robb Stark asked himself to open the city gate, and took all his troops with him to go south to save the old Trout who was dying of illness.

Thinking of that letter, Marquis Walder Frey sneered. This little wolf in the north is as ignorant as his father. The Frey family has collected bridge tolls here for more than a hundred years. Do you think you are? King?

No matter who wants to cross this bridge, he must pay a toll that satisfies him.

In his bald head, Marquis Walder Frey has already begun to calculate his asking price. It seems that the young master of the North does not have any engagement yet, right? Neither do his two younger sisters, right?

That's easy to deal with. Let's give these brats some air to go out and let them fight with each other.

After living in this tomb-like castle for ninety years, Marquis Walder Frey's biggest hobby now is to see so many of his children fighting over big or small things, red-faced and even broken-headed. .

This is what excites him more than a woman's private parts.

An ugly smile appeared involuntarily at the corner of his mouth, and Marquis Walder Frey suddenly felt that the heavy rain in front of him was no longer so annoying.

…

Finally, through a large area of ​​waving flags, Clay once again saw the blue-black city wall of Twin River City that made people feel wet at first sight.

The 17,000-strong Northern Army was stationed on the plain east of Twin River City and set up camp. Flags embroidered with various family patterns were flying inside the camp.

Unlike Clay's memory, this time, the adults in the North focused on fighting first, and negotiating second.

Clay fulfilled his promise to himself and marched to the city with a large army in hand.

A war meeting was held again, before House Frey sent knights to negotiate.

It was still the same big tent, but the difference was that the place had been changed, and the atmosphere was much more tense than last time.

On the way here, Clay found an opportunity to selectively tell Catelyn Tully about his false marriage contract with Aenys Frey and the possible chaos in the Frey family.

Clay can't forget the complicated expression on Catelyn Tully's face now.

In Clay's plan, he would take several of his personal guards and sneak into the Twins City, waiting for an opportunity to threaten Aenys Frey to act as soon as possible.

Kill all the people who are ranked next to Aenys Frey in terms of succession. As for the means, if Aenys Frey is short of manpower, Clay and his personal guards can do it for him, of course, as Aenys soldiers.

Clay didn't want to admit that he had infiltrated the Twins City. He didn't want to admit anything. He spread his hands. What does this have to do with him?

If Inis is afraid, or doesn't agree, Clay will let him taste the wonderful experience of Yakshifa's face.

As for why he didn't just sneak into Marquis Walder Frey's room and cut off the old guy's head and play it as a ball, Clay had his own considerations.

What would the adults in the North think if they found out that Walder Frey was killed by himself?

A castle that is difficult to attack even if more than 10,000 people are besieging it, but you, Clay Manderly, take control of it by just touching it. This is a big taboo.

As long as these nobles are not stupid, they can all imagine that Clay can kill Walder Frey without anyone noticing, and then he can send them to meet the old and new gods without any noise.

Clay would not do this kind of thing that would make himself uncomfortable.

Walder Frey's death at the hands of his own son is completely different from his death at the hands of Clay Manderly.

As the rear area for future wars, Twin River City must be under absolute control and no trouble can occur.

Caitlin did not tell Rob Clay's plan, but half-jokingly tested Rob, but as Clay expected, Rob did not agree with this approach. Like his father, Rob held the honor in his heart The feeling made him feel that this was very inappropriate.

He was ready to scorn the person who gave his mother this advice.

But his mother, Caitlin, blocked all Rob's words with one sentence:

"If you want to win this war, save your father, and help your uncle defend Riverrun, you can't just rely on battlefield methods!"

Robb knew that what his mother said was right, but the long-term education given to him by his father, Ed Stark, made him still dislike similar codes of conduct.

What he likes is nothing more than speaking with the sword on the battlefield, and the winner is king.

It can’t be said wrong, but in the real world, would it be so simple?

…

"We have arrived at the Twins City now. Walder Frey, the old dog, has indeed sealed his damn city gate tightly. Now, what should we do?"

Jon Amber punched the location of the Twins on the map. The army had just arrived, but no one could figure out the attitude of the Frey family.

A trace of anxiety flashed across Rob's expressionless face, but he suppressed it. He sighed and told new news about the current battle situation:

"Two days ago, my uncle Edmure Tully, with the riverland troops gathered again, fought another battle with the Kingslayer at the gate of Riverrun. Unfortunately, they failed again. My uncle himself He was also captured.”

"Now, the Kingslayer's troops of nearly ten thousand people have surrounded Riverrun City. Currently, due to the tight defense of Riverrun City, there is no attack on the city yet."

This is really not good news. Although Clay knows very well that with the fighting power of the riverland princes, this will definitely happen. But losing the heir of Riverrun in a battle is a big trouble.

Although Lannister will not kill him easily, Edmure's capture itself will give the opponent a big bargaining chip.

"So, we must pass through Twin River City as soon as possible. The people in the Riverlands may not be able to hold on for long."

Clay said, this is the situation currently facing the northern army.

At this moment, a Stark guard ran into the tent and brought a message:

"My lords, the Frey family's cavalry is here."

"Several people?"

Clay asked:

"A dozen or so, carrying the flags of the twin towers of dark blue on a silver-gray background, headed by Sir Steveron, the heir to Lord Walder Frey."

"Oh, it's him. Marquis Walder Frey is quite generous. His lord lost an heir, but now he has given us one!"

Jon Amber chuckled, and anyone could hear what he meant.

Clay shook his head and dismissed his thoughts with one sentence:

"Lord Umber, don't forget that Lord Walder Frey has no shortage of heirs, unless we can rush into the city and kill all the Freys."

Seeing everyone's eyes gathered, Clay started his plan:

"My lords, I can probably guess the purpose of Sir Steveron's visit."

he shouted, before continuing his words.

"He will invite Lord Robert to the Twins City to meet the old man inside."

Before Clay could say anything, Lady Catelyn immediately interrupted him.

"No! Robb must not enter the city. Now that he is locked out of the city gate, we can no longer treat Walder Frey as my father's vassal."

"Perhaps, in his heart, he has never considered himself a subject of Duke Tully?"

Clay shrugged and signaled to Lady Catelyn to take it easy. He continued:

"We will definitely not let Mr. Robert pass. If he is detained, everything will be over. And none of us know what Old Frey means."

"You have to send someone, but I'm making a bet here with you adults. Lord Frey will definitely ask him to marry a Frey woman who he doesn't know what the relationship is to Robb as his wife, and then he will marry Lord Robb between them. Choose one of the sisters to marry to Twin River City."

Clay's words were categorical. He had no choice but to remember what happened here very clearly. Moreover, his trip to the Twins made him deeply understand that the Frey family's desire for marriage was almost as strong as reproduction.

The nobles in the north looked at Clay with strange eyes. They didn't understand why Clay was so confident in what he said and the conditions were stated so clearly.

"I'll go, except for Rob, this place belongs to me." Lady Catelyn sighed.

"Madam, are you going?" Jon Amber's thick brows knitted together.

"Mother, you know, Lord Ward..." Robb was worried about his mother's safety.

"Although Lord Walder did not respond to my father's call, she will not do anything to me. If he dares to hurt me, wouldn't it just give you an excuse to attack the city?"

Caitlin smiled and patted her son's hand. In fact, she was lying. She didn't know what Marquis Frey would do to her, but now, except for her, no one can represent the North.

She thought of what Clay had said to her:

"Madam, I can't guarantee anything else, but I can at least guarantee that the Twins City will be in chaos."

I hope you are right, Caitlin glanced at Clay, opened the door curtain and went out.

…

In the evening, while Robb and everyone in the north were waiting anxiously, Lady Catelyn finally rode out from the iron gate on the east bank of the Twins.

Seeing her figure, twenty northern cavalrymen immediately ran over, protecting Caitlin in the middle, and escorted her all the way back to the main camp of the army.

After catching his breath, Catelyn Tully's first words made Clay feel more relieved:

The Northern Matron looked at Clay like she was looking at a monster, and she said:

"Lord Clay, you guessed it all right. These are the conditions you mentioned in exchange for the Frey family joining us and letting you cross the bridge."

For a moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Clay. They never expected that what seemed to them to be the gibberish of a young man who didn't know the bounds of the world was actually accurate.

Although Clay didn't mention the bet, everyone knows that worthless things are the most expensive.

"Madam, have you promised him?"

Roose Bolton asked, if he agrees, what will the future pattern of the North look like, but he will have to look at it again.

Caitlin shook her head:

"Originally, if there was no Master Clay, I would agree. After all, time is not on our side, but now, my reply to him is to wait until Rob and I finish discussing it."

She looked at Clay again, thinking about what Clay had told her in advance, and there was a hint of expectation in her voice:

"Master Clay, you won the bet, so I want to hear your opinion."

This is exactly the opportunity Clay wanted!

Clay organized his thoughts and blocked Robb and Caitlin's idea of ​​marrying the Frey family's daughter in just a few words.

"If Rob doesn't want to marry a woman who is as good as a cow, or an old woman who is twice his age, or a little girl who will have her first period for many years, then, according to what I brought in Twins City, During that time, Lord Frey actually had only a few candidates for him."

"Besides, I don't want you to know that when I spent the night in the Twins, the "beauty" of the Frey family, Walda Frey, wanted to crawl into my bed."

This sentence caused a burst of laughter in the tent, diluting the almost condensed atmosphere just now.

Secretly despising these old perverts, Clay continued:

"Later, I learned that this Walda Frey had a long-term affair with the Frey family's "Black Walder" and was well-known. From this, it can be deduced that the Frey family's girls' skirts are probably very easy to lift. "

Clay cast his sights on Rob and showed his final trump card:

"If Robert marries such a person and becomes his future mistress, the iron honor built by the Stark family's hard work will probably be shattered to pieces."

Visible to the naked eye, Rob's face turned red.

Clay knew he had won again.