Chapter 39 Big Bait Small Bait

"Tyrion, you'd better give me a good reason." Lord Tywin was obviously unhappy with his son's repeated interruptions.

"Well, you said it." He pushed Cole out, "Now the people are here."

Tywin sat down at the center of the table, "Really? I heard that you want to marry someone from the Lannister family."

Cole's face was full of question marks, what does this mean? He looked at Tyrion with a puzzled look, so what did you say to Lord Tywin?

"Ahem, dad, you'd better listen to Cole's advice first."

He turned his golden eyes, "What does this 'fire king' think?"

Cole nodded, and he walked to the map, "Lord Lannister, please look here."

He pointed to Riverrun, "You can cross the Green Fork directly from here, and then cross the Trident to reach the heart of the riverlands. If the Stark cavalry comes from here, they can support Riverrun, or rush to our rear."

"You mean old Frey from Luanhe City will help the Stark boy, he doesn't have the courage."

"Then please look here." Cole pointed to another place on the map, that is White Harbor.

Duke Tywin finally showed doubt on his face, but he concealed it well.

Cole continued, "The ships here can directly reach the Vale of Arryn, and messengers from the North can depart from here. As soon as the Bloody Gate is opened, the Vale Knights will rush down and reach our rear. My lord, you should know that the people in charge of the Vale of Arryn are relatives of the Stark family."

"The Lannister scouts will report to us by then." Lord Tywin said very impolitely. How could he not be on guard against the Vale?

"If that's what you want to say, then I think you should go down and have a good rest. There will be a fierce battle next, and I have high hopes for you."

"No, Lord Lannister." Cole shook his head, "I know you want to use us as bait to lure out the main force of the Stark family, but what I want to say is that the tribesmen, Tyrion, and even the Mountain are just small baits."

"The real big bait is your eldest son, Ser Jaime."

He continued, "The northern army is coming down from the north. Even if they are defeated, they can retreat to the Neck and defend the Moat Cailin. There, even if we have ten times the number of troops, we can't take it down."

"And what about the Lannister army?" Cole asked back.

"If any army appears in the south, our retreat will be completely destroyed, whether it is the Stark cavalry, the Vale of Arryn cavalry, or even the army of Stannis. As long as they support Riverrun, with the help of both inside and outside, Ser Jaime who is besieging the city will surely be defeated. By then, we will be fighting the Northern army and cannot rush to help, and there is also a Green Fork River blocking the way."

"Forgive me, my lord. Sometimes people can't trust their own consciousness too much. Maybe you have felt it in King's Landing ten years ago."

Tyrion couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Oh no." Few people dared to talk about that in front of Tywin.

Sure enough, Lord Tywin's eyes became cold.

"You said that people from the North would come from Luanhe City, and that the armies of the Arryn Vale and Stannis would rush to Riverrun to help. How can you be sure?"

"The Arryn Vale has always been on the same line with the North, and Lord Stannis, with his strategic vision, must know where his opponents are."

Of course, the two behind were all made up by Cole to fool Tywin. One of them just wanted to be a turtle, and the other couldn't even summon many people. The Northern cavalry would definitely cross Luanhe City. The young wolf lord was very bold.

"Someone told me that in war, all factors should be considered properly and all hidden dangers should be resolved. Otherwise, victory or defeat can only be left to the gods."

This sentence finally made Tywin's eyes fluctuate. "How sure are you?"

"Nine points." Cole said confidently, leaving one variable for the gods.

A smile appeared on Tywin Lannister's face, and this smile directly shocked Tyrion. What did he see? His father smiled, as if he had never seen it since he could remember.

"Take your people with you. I will let Kevan lead a thousand cavalry to support Riverrun. If there is an attack, you will command and wait until I lead the troops to help.

I will give you the fiefdom, the title and the woman."

Cole was stunned, and so was Tyrion.

"Dad, why don't you let Cole go with me?" Tyrion asked.

Tywin just glanced at him, "Take your friends down. I still need to rest."

When returning to the tent, Cole was still a little confused. He just wanted to remind Tywin to prevent the Frey family from defecting to the North and to brush up his presence.

Tywin's army will win the battle against the old skinner "Roose Bolton" without any accident. Cole only needs to perform bravely in this battle and lead his flame people to fight bravely. At that time, he will be in Tywin's eyes, and he can still accompany Tyrion to King's Landing.

If the Young Wolf's plan is thwarted, no one will be able to stop the Lannister army. When Tywin returns to King's Landing, he can show his ability and get the territory and title. Bronn did the same thing. And Cole is confident that he can do better than him.

But you need 3,000 people to stop the Young Wolf. Are you serious? Oh, I forgot, there are also 1,000 cavalrymen of Kevan Lannister.

Isn't it because I was attracted by Robb Stark's superb military talent that I surrendered to him, even though he didn't even look at him. But it is undeniable that Robb's ability to lead troops is not as good as that of Duke Tywin, a veteran of the battlefield, let alone Cole, who led troops for the first time.

"Can this task be handed over to someone else?" Cole said to Tyrion with a bitter face.

He looked puzzled, "This is a good opportunity. It's much more comfortable to follow my brother Jaime than to be with my father. You just need to tell him that you are my friend, and he will definitely meet him."

"Don't worry, believe my brother, he is the youngest Kingsguard in history."

The youngest Kingsguard is good at holding a sword, but it's hard to say whether he can lead troops to fight. And he will soon become a prisoner of the Stark family like you. Of course, Cole didn't say this.

The next day, Ser Kevan came to him with an indignant look on his face. His elder brother Tywin actually wanted him to follow a barbarian kid to lead the army to support Riverrun, and he also wanted to hand over the command to this hairless boy.

Kevan, a veteran who had fought for many years, was unwilling to accept it, so he was looking for trouble with Cole. Of course, he had already quarreled with his elder brother.

"Ser Kevan." Cole was about to leave the tent.

The old guy propped up his hand and put it directly on Cole's chest, trying to push him against the wooden railing.

Cole didn't move, but just looked at him with a half smile. "I think we don't have any grudges, Sir."