Chapter 254
2021-01-06
Chapter 254 "Crow Eater" MorseA man whose height and shape are very similar to a prostitute The old man pushed the door into the hall and walked aggressively in front of Igor: "That's you, the chief logistics officer of the owned Night's Watch? Boy, has anyone ever told you - the Umber family has always been the most severely injured by wildlings and the most hated of wildlings. The North family, and I'm the one who hates them the most?!"
Looking at each other's ruddy face and messy Whitebeard, and one of his eyes covered with the dirty white eye patch - Igor The identity of the other party was quickly guessed: at last Hearth's other Acting City Lord, the second uncle of Jon Umber, Morse Umber.
It is said that this guy was lying on the side of the road sleeping, a crow thought he was dead and jumped down and pecked out one of his eyes, but the guy woke up and grabbed the crow and bit it off It got its head, so it got the title "Crow Food".
Igor is too lazy to guess how much water the legend has, but most of the characters reflected in the story are true. Neng can helplessly spread his hands to explain: "Sir, the people beyond the wall have now turned in their weapons and food, and have voluntarily become land givers to accept the rule of the Night's Watch Legion, and the number of trusted soldiers and mountain clan warriors I brought on this trip has also exceeded New Land Granters...We can hold the scene no matter what happens."
"Yes, yes, you guys can hold the scene, but wildling escaped and went to Wolfswood. If you are a bandit, how many people can you capture them one by one? Old Gods are on top, North has enough troubles, and you have to add a foot!"
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p>Commander Mormont stipulated that the word 'wildling' should not be used again, but the rules of the Night's Watch could not control the North nobles. Igor could only answer patiently without temper: "The new land-giver I brought is a Selected from many different tribes, who do not know each other, family and friends all live in the area designated by us, under the surveillance of the Night's Watch patrolmen, Castle Black can immediately respond to a slight change... A single wildling can run, but their family child has nowhere to go, how can there be a condition to leave?"
"Crow Food" has to say, his younger brother interrupted the two People's Dialogue: "Morse, the land grant is the permanent site of Night's Watch Legion. They let wildlings in and live... As long as they can continue to perform their duties well and ensure that North is not harassed, outsiders are not qualified to take care of them."
"I don't believe that wildling can stay obediently and honestly in the land grant - how did this kid Jeor Mormont die, I heard!"
Taking the other party's age, Sure enough to call Old Bear a kid, and this old man seems to have just had a drink. Igor has always kept in mind what mother had told him when he was young: don't fight drunks. He slowed his breath and explained at a moderate pace: "The murderer has been hanged, the tribe where he belongs has resisted martial power, and has been removed from the land grant - hundreds of lives, Warner Buckwell regardless of his back is cruel and bloodthirsty. The stigma, bloodshed, in his words: after killing the land grant, no tribe will dare to cause trouble again within 50 years. The adults can rest assured..."
"You two guys, you can listen to me. Am I finished!" Hosser Umber glared at his brother and Igor angrily, "The North is not qualified to order the Night's Watch Legion... If it can't be considered or not, it should be House Stark's responsibility to exercise it. Power. What we have the right to decide now is whether to respond to the black clothed brother's request and send a guide to take them to Deepwood Motte."
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"Take the wildling to the Deepwood Motte!?" It just added fuel to the fire. After listening to his brother's narration, Morse narrowed his remaining eyes and stared at Igor: "You know why I hate wildling? Not just because of them. Run to rob or steal because they kidnapped my only daughter many years ago, it's called 'steal'! Now, you come to the door with a bunch of wildlings...want us to send guides Are these wildlings going to Deepwood Motte? What kind of medicine are you taking? The North personally lead the way, so that the old enemy can steal more of our North daughters?!"
Wildling's peculiar marriage customs are also in Wall. Just got into big trouble, and Igor can't help the Barbarians, but... Morse Umber's daughter? That is a female noble of the same generation as the current last Hearth count, the sister of Jon Umber, such a core female member of the Great Family, how can she be kidnapped by wildling?
Igor doesn't know whether she was forcibly kidnapped by the wildling raiding team after encountering her, or she ran away from home because she wanted to avoid an arranged marriage... But at least he knows one thing now: he doesn't like his own child. Not unique to Stark.
(wildling generally only robs young women. Judging from the age, this happened at least 20 or 30 years ago. Several decades ago, oneself's daughter did not look good, but now he is angry at oneself. ?)
Igor was so scornful in his heart, but he didn't dare to sneer.
He really needs the support and help of the North nobles for oneself now: even if they occupy Moat Cailin, the Ironmen are absolutely impossible to keep Robb Stark out of their home for too long, oneself is going home in the North's master Do something before... Only in the future will the North guard question why oneself let the wildling pass and have the confidence to answer, and then return to the Wall and join the Lord Commander election with meritorious deeds.
And after Balon Greyjoy's death, Ironmen took a group of people to patrol the North at a time when North's activities had significantly weakened, "expelling" the scattered pirates and robbers, but far from "assisting." The North people took back an important castle" is so real that it's hard for others to ignore it.
"My lord, I'm planning to help North's Glover family take home the castle... Are you two sure you really want to consider 'helping' us?" Igor tried his best to keep his tone down. Without threatening: "I know that Deepwood Motte is not an Umber home town, and the two here are not in a hurry... But in the future, when people in the south hear about this, they will not distinguish between the Glover family and the Umber family, and the people in the other six countries only He would say with a contemptuous tone: 'When the Ironmen invaded the North, they offered land and volunteered to help, but they were rejected by the Umber family'!"
"You goddamn—" Moore S. Umber was angered by Igor's mystifying, but found that oneself couldn't find any way to break the opponent's logic. , I can't tell you, but I remembered, King-Beyond-the-Wall Mance Rayder is locked in Castle Black right now, you bring me his head as a urinal, and I will send you a guide! If you want me to let go, someone has to pay for the kidnapping of my daughter!"
When your daughter was kidnapped, Mance Rayder was probably still in Shadow Tower obediently and honestly in front of Night's As for Watch, does this have anything to do with him? Igor was confused by the jumping thinking of the other party, and was thinking of a suitable answer, but Hoser Umber shook his head: "Then when the time comes, the southerners say another way: 'When the time comes Ironmen invaded North, donated land and volunteered to send troops to help, the Umber family actually asked a lot of conditions to cooperate.' My good big brother, go to sleep after you drink, don't stay there anymore This is a nonsense and serious business."
Morse's neck swelled red again, staring at the younger brother for a while, and finally felt that it was indecent to quarrel with his own family in front of outsiders, and he was angry With a flick of his sleeves, he turned his head towards the door, slammed the door and left the hall, not knowing if he was really obedient and went to sleep.
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"Okay, Chief Logistics Officer, let's continue the discussion. My brother is such a stinky temper. When he wakes up, he will forget all about it, no need to take Seriously." Probably having lived for several decades, Hauser shrugged and didn't even glance at the back of his oneself big brother: "Glover has a close relationship with the Umber family, Night's Watch helps us for this heart, first Thank you to all North people. But my big brother's worries are not unreasonable, who's going to make sure your 'new land grantors' won't cause trouble in North? Don't make promises on my chest, I don't believe this."
Igor relaxed, compared with Morse, who just spoiled the situation, he could better appreciate how lucky it is to communicate with reasonable people. "It also has the appearance of a brawny man and a weird nickname, but he is a sensible person. After thinking about it, he decided not to bother thinking about any tricks: "To be honest, I can only say: I will try to restrain them. But if the new land grantors still do something bad - steal or rob something, I double Compensation; if there are vicious incidents such as murder and arson, or even strong women, I will personally cut off the perpetrator's head."
"Very good, then my answer is also very straightforward, the Umber family will Send a guide and 50 soldiers to assist to ensure that the Ironmen are successfully driven away and the Deepwood Motte is taken back." Hoser was satisfied with Igor's answer, and said cheerfully: "But apart from this, I hope that the logistics officer can take this little thing seriously— If possible, track down the wildling who kidnapped my niece in the first place, and if you can find her in the wildling through Wall, that would be great."
It's been several decades, and I can find her. It's amazing to come back. As for investigating the matter and finding the murderer... speaking of which is simple, how can it be so easy to execute? But just like the other party can't refuse to provide a guide for oneself, Igor can't refuse such a reasonable request in such a friendly atmosphere. He nodded: "Okay, I will take seriously."
" Well, guides and soldiers, I'll pick tonight...and I'll be able to hand them over to you early in the morning."
"many thanks!"
Igor understands, Morse Umber The hatred of wildling is just a microcosm of North's attitude towards wildling, and this kind of caution and disgust may become a problem for a long time. But this time, with the natural favorability of "Night's Watch" in the hearts of North people, oneself has won support with the face of black clothed - if he can't seize and make good use of this opportunity, he will soon have to struggle. : Kill the wildlings, or sell them across the narrow sea.
Tomorrow, Bing Feng refers to Deepwood Motte. Only allowed to win, not allowed to lose!
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(end of this chapter)