Chapter 386 Order
Clay never imagined that the Wild Hunt could really cooperate with the White Walkers.
Originally, he was thinking that after handling the affairs in the south, he would go outside the Great Wall and completely solve the problem of these White Walkers.
As for the Wild Hunt, it would be nice to just let these guys shed some blood so that Ayn El would no longer support Eredin's behavior.
However, he did not expect that these guys' pursuit of the ancient blood would reach such a fanatical level.
He had been killed so much by himself before, but now he actually thought of cooperating with the White Walkers.
The letter was written directly to him by the heir of Lord Jon Lindley of Snakewood City.
However, it is more like a final letter.
It's not that this guy doesn't take his own life seriously.
But the White Walkers advanced too fast, and before he could react, he was surrounded by a wave of corpses in the city.
I don’t know if he is still alive now.
Clay estimated that 80% of them had already become one of the ghouls.
How outrageous.
"Clay, we need to reinforce the valley immediately."
Daenerys said.
She had never seen a corpse, and the Lindley heir couldn't explain it clearly in the letter. Naturally, she didn't know what it was, but she could still clearly see the attack in the valley.
The queen's words immediately stunned the nobles below, and then a huge noise broke out.
The king just said that a new war had begun, and everyone thought it was a joke.
After all, in their eyes, where else in all of Westeros would Clay Manderly use his own king's army?
However, Daenerys' undead tone made them realize that there might really be a big problem.
But...the valley?
Everyone was a little confused again.
Why did Gudi call the police first?
The Blood Gate was fine, and the Riverlands was fine, so why did we go directly to the Valley?
However, Brynden Rivers, who was sitting below and leading a large group of northern nobles, felt something move in his heart.
Because only he and Clay knew that the battle in Westeros was not over yet.
Could it be?
At this time, he heard Clay's voice:
"Krison, go and show this letter to Lord Bran Stark."
Upon hearing this, the others had strange expressions, but Brynden Rivers' heart sank.
really.
After receiving the letter sent from Serpentwood City and seeing the contents, Brynden Rivers could no longer conceal his inner horror. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Clay who was looking at him on the throne. :
"Your Majesty...the Great Wall...is useless?"
That's true. The Great Wall is useless.
The White Walkers directly landed from the valley with the army of zombies. Others didn't know it. Could they not know what kind of effect the army of zombies would have when facing unprepared humans?
I'm afraid, the safest way now is no longer to reinforce the valley.
Instead, they completely blocked the Blood Gate, relied on natural barriers to resist the attack of the zombies, and mobilized the Westeros United Fleet that was being prepared to completely block the entire sea of Westeros.
Damn it, he never thought that those guys who didn't know where they came from would actually give their ships to the servants of the Cold God, and they just happened to seize the opportunity when the entire fleet gathered in King's Landing, completely turning the Great Wall into scrap.
South of the Neck is the territory of the Seven Gods, and how powerful the Seven Gods are, can they suppress the portal opened by those guys...
Oh, Brynden Rivers is not optimistic at all.
Something bad happened!
The word echoed in Clay and His heart.
"Lord Stark, what happened?"
Everyone craned their necks, trying to read the note in Brynden Rivers' hand.
None of them could have guessed anything.
Because the North has never been the protagonist on the stage of Westeros, let alone the threat beyond the remote Great Wall.
Therefore, they may have heard legends about White Walkers and corpses in their minds.
But that's just the fun of a bedtime story, not real.
There is no possibility of interconnection at all.
"See for yourselves."
Brynden Rivers' tone was cold, and he threw the worthless note in his hand to the nearby nobles.
He stood up and looked at Clay:
"Your Majesty, you should order the whole country to prepare for war."
Yes, this is not an exaggeration at all.
For a long time, the threat of the White Walkers has been ignored by people, purely because a desperate Great Wall blocked it all.
They could not see the frozen blood of the Night's Watch beyond the wall.
But now, the White Walkers have used almost cheating methods to make the Great Wall useless. So, the current situation is that humans will face the threat of the White Walkers.
Of course Clay knew what was going on with that ship.
Najirfa could send them to Serpentwood, so why couldn't he send them to King's Landing?
If it weren't for the fact that there was enough maritime power gathered here and the ghouls could not fight in the sea, all this would have definitely happened.
"Yes, indeed."
Clay nodded and waited quietly for the nobles below to finish circulating the torn note.
The letter from the heir to Snakewood City contains more parts asking for help, and the description of the enemy is not accurate at all.
But the key words were highlighted.
"dead?"
Mace Tyrell, the "inflatable fish" Duke, who had already pinned the emblem of the Hand of the King on his chest, murmured in confusion.
He really couldn't understand why the heir to Snakewood City would say in the letter that his castle was attacked by the dead.
Is this too much to drink?
It stands to reason that when the king receives such a letter, he will definitely treat it as nonsense.
He was sure that if he were in that position, he would definitely make such a decision.
However, the king's reaction was very unusual.
When he saw the letter, he immediately confirmed the authenticity of the content in the letter.
Where does this strange confidence come from?
Mace Tyrell especially didn't understand.
Sure enough, he was already convinced and expressed his inner thoughts for himself:
"Your Majesty, is this Lindley boy drunk too much?"
Someone shouted:
"Earl Lindley, what on earth is going on?"
Clay glanced at Jon Lindley, who was frowning at a loss as he didn't understand the situation at all, and sighed helplessly.
Of course he hoped that this was just the nonsense the Snakewood City heir was talking about.
However, such precise bullshit speech is impossible.
"Okay, there's no need to trouble the Earl of Snakewood City."
Brynden Rivers said lightly.
Although he was standing in the face of a teenage boy, because the honorific title on his head was too heavy, the reputation of the Duke of the North was not one that anyone could take lightly.
Therefore, his words shut up those who still wanted to continue talking.
"Your Majesty Duke, do you... know anything?"
Duke Tytos Blackwood, who became the new master of the Riverlands, was still not used to his identity. At this time, he looked at Brynden Rivers and asked doubtfully.
However, the Duke of the North did not answer here. There will be many opportunities after answering questions. If too much time is wasted here, the other side of the valley will be in danger.
He turned to Clay and said:
"Your Majesty, please give me an order. I can return to Winterfell now and recruit all warriors who can withstand the darkness and cold. However, the north needs food supplies from the south."
"Now we are in trouble, your Twin River City, but the most critical point is that the King's Road must not be blocked."
The others listened to Brynden Rivers' words in confusion, having no idea what the two men were talking about.
They felt as if they were watching a sequel to a drama, but unfortunately, they had not seen the previous part.
Clay didn't care what others thought, he understood what Brynden Rivers meant.
If you can land in the valley, you can also land in other places.
Ghouls are like viruses, an outbreak in one place can cause a large area.
Therefore, He must immediately return to the north and preside over the situation there.
And because winter is coming, the north needs food supplies from the south.
Therefore, this is why Brynden Rivers said that the Twins are important and the connection between the north and the south must not be broken.
The northern border is self-contained and relatively weak. Once the neck is cut off, the southern army will not be able to reach the north at all.
One million people stay in the north, even if they are generally transformed into corpses, that is a number that cannot be handled at all.
"Okay, then you set off immediately."
Clay was also unambiguous. This meeting would definitely not go on.
Brynden Rivers nodded, and left the throne room directly while the others were stunned.
Following him were other ignorant northern nobles.
Even a fool can understand what his boss just said.
Something big is coming, and they must return to their place in the north.
As for what happened, Brynden Rivers would explain it to them on the way.
Count Gerald Grafson, the second half of the finance minister who had just made plans to make money, was almost dying of anxiety at this time.
Of course, Seagull Town can be considered a valley. What could have happened that would have caused a powerful Duke to skip such an important meeting and just run home by himself.
If there's no big problem here, then it's just hell.
However, the king and Duke Bran Stark seemed to be completely different from everyone else, which made him, and a large group of valley nobles beside him, as anxious as ants jumping on a hot pot.
When the Northerners left, he couldn't wait to ask the question that everyone else wanted to know:
"Your Majesty, what is going on?"
Daenerys doesn't quite understand either, but she knows better than the others below that there is something in the north that is beyond her understanding.
For example, during that strange period of drowsiness, the magic that refused her to enter.
Obviously, her husband knows more than she does.
Originally, Daenerys thought that she would have time to slowly understand these things in the future, but now, it is obvious that her idea is not right.
"I'm only going to tell you this once. Regardless of whether you believe it or not, you must do what I say."
Clay's tone became more serious than ever.
"When you were young, the protagonist in the dark story my grandmother told you by her bedside landed in the valley."
"I'm not in the mood to joke with you, and neither will those things."
"So, from now on, I need all of you to obey my orders and guard the land of the living."
Daenerys asked in disbelief:
"Clay, you mean...the White Walkers?"
This thing can be regarded as a common villain template in the Westeros cultural circle.
So it's no surprise that Daenerys knows.
"You should have had a hunch before. After all, you were also involved in what happened in the north."
Clay replied.
"Lord Tytos Blackwood."
Clay called the first person's name.
The Duke of Crowstree City, whose mind was still confused at this time, suddenly became inspired and quickly replied:
"His Majesty!"
The king was not polite to him at all, and directly issued an order:
"Take your men, and I will give you five hundred more cavalry. You must return to Crowtree City immediately to ensure the safety of the King's Road from King's Landing to the Twins."
"Lord Wyman Manderly will work with you on this matter. Remember, you must defend the seaside, at least leave eyes there."
"Lord Mallister, Earl of Seaside City, is hosting this matter. The coasts on the east and west sides of the Neck are the edges of your bed. Do you understand?"
The two people nodded in agreement, but their expressions were a little unnatural. It was obvious that they had not fully accepted this matter.
Clay also knew that their minds must be extremely abstract right now, but time was not on their side.
The population of the valley is only slightly larger than that of the northern border.
Clay estimates that the area around Snakewood City is now doomed.
The army of the dead is growing stronger every second.
They continued to eat and drink here. When the dead people completely swallowed the valley, a million-level ghoul army rushed out. Oh, everyone will go to Essos to be beggars.
"Go and do it, you will soon know why I said what I said today."
Clay didn't have time to explain to them in detail.
Indicated that the nobles of the West River Land can leave.
"Mrs. Olenna, there is no crisis in the Reach for the time being, but this is only temporary. Once the front line collapses, the River Land will inevitably become hell. Therefore, I need the Reach to supply food and supplies to the front line."
"Your coastline is long. With an army of 100,000, 40,000 will be left to guard the home. The remaining 60,000 will be stationed near King's Landing first. Reinforcements will be made immediately when needed."
"I'm just telling you, tell you, this time, don't try to be cunning. If something goes wrong, everyone will be finished together."
"The Great Wall of Despair cannot contain them. Unfortunately, we don't have Azor Ahai or the Lightbringer now, so we can only use our lives. No one can survive alone."
That's all Clay said. It's useless to talk too much. They'll know what their opponent is when they see it.
"Your Majesty... As you wish now, my son, your Prime Minister, will stay in King's Landing to help you."
Lady Olenna took a deep look at Clay, then stood up and left the throne room with a large group of Reach nobles.
The throne room was mostly empty, and Daenerys asked:
"Clay, what are you going to do now?"
Clay took a deep breath and whispered:
"Go to the valley..."
