Chapter 256 Everyone is busy

On Clay's side, they had just killed the knights of the Vance family, and the next thing to do was to bring the entire army back.

Tytos Blackwood's arrangements at the ferry were useless, but that didn't matter.

The important thing is that the battle in the north is over, and now we have to start solving the trouble in the south.

For the current City of Riverrun, the war situation in the south still seems confusing.

Moreover, everyone is always a little confused about the future.

Because their current king is still Robb Stark, who was imprisoned by Tywin Lannister in Harrenhal.

But the kingdom established by Robb Stark only included the North and the Riverlands, and he did not call himself the Guardian of the Territory.

The North can block the Neck, and no one can attack the Neck head-on against the Northerners.

But what about the Riverlands?

Caught in the middle, there are evil neighbors in the east, west, and south directions, leaving only the relatively weak Riverland trembling in the middle.

There is no other way. I have already boarded the ship in the north. What else can I do?

The worst thing is that even the Northern Territory and the Riverlands suddenly cheered up and then went south to wipe out all the enemies.

The embarrassing thing came. The two families together could not come up with a crown that could claim the entire Seven Kingdoms.

People in the North hold the title of King of the North from their ancestors. From the moment they hear the title, they know that the territory is the traditional place in the North.

The people of the Riverlands, or the Tully family, were simply the lackeys supported by the Targaryen family.

You let Edmure Tully create a claim to King's Landing?

Sorry, there is no such option at all. If you do this, you will be laughed to death by the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms.

However, without this crown claim, how can you ask the North to end this war?

Even if we defeat everyone in the south, this battle will not be over.

As for the poor position of the River Land, it will be beaten sooner or later. Once the River Land is beaten, the Northern Territory, as the boss, will send troops.

With the productivity in the north, even if they keep winning on the battlefield, they will eventually be eaten alive by the wealthy locals in the south.

This is a strategic impasse with no solution.

Clay knew it, Edmure Tully knew it, and most of the nobles in the North and the Riverlands knew it.

So they don't want to fight, because the more they fight, the poorer they become, and the more they fight, the less deterrence they have.

But Robb Stark didn't understand, so he wanted to fight and lose the family fortune of the North.

He had no choice but to let Clay, the fire captain, put out the fire for him.

Moreover, Clay has another important consideration. Even if the rebellion in the back of his head grows day by day, sooner or later he will separate from the North.

But even so, the northern border cannot be weakened too much.

The cold wind outside the Great Wall brought not only the severe cold, but also the biting murderous intent that rushed toward the face.

White Walkers are not that easy to kill. With the ability to transform the dead, there is no cost at all in recruiting a team.

After Clay defeated the wildlings outside the wall, he actually acquiesced in the remaining 100,000 wildlings being devoured by the White Walkers.

There was nothing that could be done about it. Clay couldn't spend all his time on the Great Wall.

Therefore, without anyone else knowing about it, the White Walkers Army was growing stronger day by day under the eyes of the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms.

The minimum guarantee already has a scale of 100,000 people.

Moreover, Clay has never dealt with the White Walkers, so he doesn’t know what level the White Walkers are at this time.

If you rashly fly across the Great Wall with a dragon, you might end up handing out javelin championship gold medals to the White Walkers again.

Sheathing his sword, Clay didn't even look at the body that was gradually cooling down.

Let him expose the corpse in the wilderness. From here, it would take more than a week at the fastest to get to Riverrun.

If Clay didn't want a plague to break out in the army, it would be better to bury him.

But for Clay, he was not even interested in burying someone who could kill an entire army.

He mounted his horse, took the army, which was silent and depressed after the battle, as well as three hundred valley prisoners, and a pair of unlucky Corbray brothers, and set off south.

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"Lord Amber, your Majesty's condition is still the same. He won't wake up for a while."

The dim room exuded a vague smell of corruption.

Theon Greyjoy stood at the door and said to Jon Umber who stepped into the door and glanced into the room.

Finally, the Earl of Hearth City sighed heavily, nodded, and pulled Theon Greyjoy away from here.

Originally, before the attack on the camp, Jon Umber would never have talked like this with Theon Greyjoy, an outsider in the North.

But now, in the entire Harrenhal, there are only a few big nobles who can speak.

Lord Meech Severn is trapped in the Eyrie, Rickard Karstark's life and death are unknown after the battle, and Roose Bolton has an ambiguous attitude in the Eyrie.

Wyman Manderly had to defend White Harbor, and Lord Deepwood was killed in the battle.

It can be said that the upper-level power in the North is now extremely empty.

And at this moment, Robb Stark, the backbone of the Northerners who brought them here to hold on, fell.

After being hit by an arrow earlier, he managed to save his life with the help of the army doctor.

But then, Tywin Lannister's offensive intensified, and the east gate of Harrenhal changed hands many times.

The impatient Robb Stark went to the front line to boost morale, regardless of his swaying body.

But the sudden heavy rain and the cold wind that penetrated the bone marrow made the king of the north, who commanded the army to repel the Lannister, fall ill after the war.

The iron body had to bow to the laws of nature. It was lucky that the wound was not infected, and then Robb Stark let it see the water.

How should I put it? If Clay knew about this, he would only comment on one sentence:

"This is probably because your brain is filled with water!"

After doing this for a while, the wound that was originally fine became infected very cooperatively.

Then, there will be suppuration and high fever. Just follow the procedure.

There were no antibiotics, and the effectiveness of herbal remedies was mediocre in a hurry.

Therefore, after Robb Stark persisted for three days, he finally closed his eyes and fainted from the fever.

At this time, the entire remaining army in the north was completely paralyzed.

Originally, Robb Stark was here, and the soldiers could see the King of the North on the top of the city every day.

In addition, Harrenhal has enough food in stock, so the soldiers still have a hot meal.

Moreover, the Northern Army did not think that their skills were inferior to others. It was the damn valley people who attacked them secretly. They had the ability to fight head-on!

Therefore, everyone from the nobles to the soldiers, from the nobles to the soldiers, were full of anger, with strong morale and strong desire to fight.

This is the reason why Harrenhal remains standing despite several thousand men fighting against Tywin Lannister's 20,000-strong army.

But now, with the fall of Robb Stark, the spirit that was finally maintained may be in danger of dissipating.

And an army that has lost its spirit cannot defend such a huge Harrenhal.

Arriving outside the door, Theon Greyjoy was pulled by Jon Umber to the Widow's Tower, which was connected to the Burning King's Tower where Robb Stark was, by a stone bridge.

Here, almost all the remaining northern nobles were present.

They must have news about the king.

Whether it is good or bad, there has to be an explanation.

These days, they are almost dying of anxiety, but the guards have been preventing them from visiting, so that now rumors are spreading in Harrenhal.

Robb Stark has never shown up, which only increases everyone's tension.

There are even rumors that King Robb Stark has died of illness and returned to the embrace of the gods.

You adults really can't wait any longer, so we have today's meeting.

Arriving at the Widow's Tower, a very spacious hall that should be frequently used by people, Theon Greyjoy took a look.

Sure enough, they all came.

Lord Harris Horwood, Ser Herman Tallhar, Howland Reed, the younger brother of the Earl of Deepwood Motte who died in the battle, the current head of the Glover family, Galbert Glover, and various others. Some remaining heirs of the family.

Among them, Jon Umber is their leader, because in the end, the Umber family of Hearth City is considered one of the most important vassals in the North.

Jon Umber, who used to have a bad temper, slowly disappeared after the attack on the camp.

The reason is simple. Now, he has no ability to support his violent temper.

"Xion, tell everyone what's going on with His Majesty."

Jon Umber sighed.

Theon sat down next to Jon Umber. He raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window.

It's not cold enough here at Harrenhal. On the battlefield hundreds of miles away, Clay Mandler had just wiped out a valley army that was driven into despair by the wind and snow. However, at Harrenhal, it was still intermittent. , annoying rain.

"Your Majesty's heart is still beating, please don't worry."

Theon Greyjoy was silent for a moment, and with everyone watching, he spoke the first words.

But these words obviously did not make the adults present feel at ease, and everyone could hear the meaning behind these words.

"The wound... is a bit troublesome. There is a lack of effective medicine here."

Another sentence, everyone knows who the missing subject of this sentence is.

Everyone has been on the battlefield, and this extremely torturous defensive battle also made them deal with wounded soldiers every day.

That is to say, the weather is getting colder now. Otherwise, the survival rate of wounded soldiers will drop by at least half.

Lord Gelbert Glover frowned. He stared into Theon Greyjoy's eyes, his tone was extremely serious, and with a seriousness that no one could question, he asked:

"Xion, tell the truth, Your Majesty, can he survive this or not?"

The northern nobles present, except for Jon Amber, all stared at this young man with chestnut curly hair, unshaven beard, and a somewhat pale face.

They believed in the words of this man who was not from the North in theory, because through this period of testing, Theon Greyjoy had proven to everyone that he was a Northman.

Eddard Stark raised him for a long time. The days of living in Winterfell made him shake his identity, and following Robb Stark on the battlefield helped him completely integrate into the North. environment of this collective.

"Robert... Sirs, I don't know medical skills, but I can see clearly that if His Majesty's wounds can be swollen under the sunshine after this damn rainstorm is over, then His Majesty can still lead We fight together, and what if..."

Theon Greyjoy didn't say anything else about what happened next, and everyone understood.

If the wound still doesn't swell, the high fever will kill Robb Stark.

No one can survive the high fever of a wound infection for too long, and they all understand that.

It's time to make a decision.