Chapter 231
2021-01-06
Chapter 231 Takes it from the enemyIs pretending so interesting? So interesting? Is this interesting?
If he hadn't known that Melisandre really had some tricks, Igor almost wanted to copy the guy who was dressed up as God and playing the Devil in front of him... But in fact, facing a witch with unpredictable methods, he didn't dare not cooperate Performance.
"All ears, ma'am."
"Food doesn't just come from friends, it comes from enemies." Melisandre re-seats in his chair, "Why not go to Wall North for an interview. What about trying?"
"North of the Wall?!"
Igor's eyes widened: it was you who told oneself "whoever killed Others will be given special attention by Cold God", now let You are the one who went to the north of the Wall to find food, what a joke. Don't try to trick me out of the fort... no, Wall!
"I don't understand... ma'am, please clarify."
Melisandre shook his head and reminded: "The wildlings gathered together to attack the Wall south, did they come empty-handed?"
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Of course not, the wildlings come with their families, their cattle and sheep, and all their belongings.
"Ah, you mean... the food in the wildling's hands!" Igor quickly woke up: "But Wall's current manpower is just right for defense, and he can't take the initiative to attack - go grab it. Opposite."
The situation is far more than that, wildling is not a complete force, they will not gather food together and send troops to guard... but will be one tribe, one family They keep oneself's food and livestock, even if Igor has an elite and efficient cavalry unit that can be used to send out looting, the efficiency of grabbing food will be extremely low, and maybe there will not be enough food for the dispatched people and horses.
"You don't have to grab it, you can let them... oneself serve it."
"Oneself serve?" Igor became more and more confused, this temptress, wouldn't it be Go crazy and talk nonsense. Or, does she have any sorcery that can hypnotize the wildlings to hand over food?
Missing eyes with Night's Watch, Melisandre profoundly mysteriously laughed at him, with no answer.
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Silence is often more enlightening than words, Igor divergent thinking, and quickly came to the answer: the only way to make wildlings consciously deliver food to their door ... is to open the door and let them in.
Not a novel idea, putting wildlings in and taking them for himself was part of Igor's plan, but some steps couldn't be skipped: he was going to drag out the Wall defense for a long time One point, frustrating the wildlings' spirit and inexplicable pride in their "freedom", and letting those "thorn heads" who are full of blood and male hormones in their brains - that is, the unruly part, was severely reduced by battle... Negotiate when one hundred thousand wildlings are exhausted and casualties have reached the point where they can no longer hold on.
The alliance under the city will be formed as usual, but the party who actively "seeks peace" will change from Night's Watch to wildling. Only by completing this exchange of identities, will it become possible to conquer wildling.
The wildlings have lived beyond the wall for generations, and of course they know the rules of stockpiling food when winter comes. However, the living environment and properties of Wall North are far inferior to those of North. The residents will suffer a large downsizing every winter... And this time they moved to the south to avoid the Others, and the time to prepare for the winter will be seriously insufficient. They may have enough food for three or five months, but after these three or five months, what will oneself use to continue to feed the six-figure residents?
Melisandre sees Igor's doubts: "Putting the wildlings in the Wall will greatly reduce the number of enemies the living faction has to face in the coming winter, and weaken the strength of my main enemy. Power. Not only that, but we can also free up people to solve the troubles North is facing...and do more than one thing, why not?"
Free up people to solve the troubles North is facing? Indeed, after reconciling with the wildlings, oneself can form an army of clansmen and warriors in the wildlings, and go south to expel the Iron Islands invaders...not only can greatly increase the influence in one fell swoop, but also restore North's influence on the Night's The logistics of the Watch.
But Igor has experience in managing the Night's Watch industry, and his ability to estimate data is obviously higher than that of Melisandre. However, it is only a million, and it is absolutely impossible to support the sudden increase of 100,000 wildlings. If the cold winter only lasts for more than half a year, it will be a tragedy.
"Put the wildlings in the Wall, and the food they bring may keep us going for a month or two longer; getting rid of the Ironmen and restoring the North's logistical supply to the land grants will keep us going for another two months. Three months." Igor asked, "But then? Madam Melisandre—you always say Long Night nears, so I ask—this winter you call 'Long Night' can end in a year. Is it?"
There is one more question that Igor didn't ask: Even if the winter is over, it will take time to grow food again!
"R'hllor didn't tell me how long the winters would last," Melisandre admits, "but that means it doesn't matter — it's a matter of course, don't lose hope, Chief Logistics Officer .Despair is the weapon of the mortal enemy, and no one will starve to death under your rule...Lord of Light will take care of your worries."
"Lord of Light can help me in Does the snow grow food?"
"Do you think my lord is a farmer?" Melisandre glanced at Igor with a reproachful look, looking displeased with his cynical joke about oneself's beliefs: " R'hllor will help in other ways, I've seen countless ocean-going carriers in the Holy Fire, they've brought in a load of grain from across the narrow sea, unloaded in a port next to Wall, and fed them Countless people.”
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Across the Narrow Sea? Igor didn't expect the food to come from there... He stared at Melisandre suspiciously, trying to find the clue of lying in her expression, but the cultivation was not enough, so he looked at each other for a while and had no choice but to give up.
Did this temptress really see the above scenes from the fire, or for coaxing oneself to make up these contents? After thinking about it, Igor thinks that Melisandre has no reason to pit himself... But if he decides to put wildling into the Wall because it is difficult to guarantee the authenticity of a magician, it is absolutely impossible.
Not to mention, Wall's affairs are not his own.
He decided to think about it before making a decision. Opposite the narrow sea...Essos continent is significantly less affected by winter than Westeros. There may indeed be surplus grain for sale, which can be transported across the narrow sea in large quantities to feed people. Tens of thousands of mouths, how expensive is this? Can the Night's Watch industry survive?
Even if they can afford it, after feeding this group of people, does oneself still have spare money to carry out several other projects?
He thought of one possibility: a loan from Braavos. Jaqen's nervous appearance after seeing the ghoul before may mean that the Iron Vault is also concerned about the status quo of Westeros... Just tell the gang of lenders: If Wall can't keep it, Westeros will become a Hell on earth, and the Iron Vault will lend it to Iron Throne's loan will never be recovered. Under the pressure of harsh reality, he is very likely to win support from Braavos!
"Thank you, ma'am, for your wise advice, which I will carefully consider and discuss with my colleagues."
Melisandre was clearly not impressed by the perfunctory rhetoric, and she gently He smiled and shook his head: "Hurry up, there's not much time left for us. Long Night nears, there are dangers everywhere, and the living... must be prepared as soon as possible."
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(end of chapter)