Chapter 259
2021-01-06
Chapter 259 Bing GuifeiAsha knows exactly why oneself is still alive.
After losing to Euron Uncle at Kingsmoot, and then being led by a Night's Watch in Deepwood Motte, the peasants were frightened to flee the city, and she was finally defeated and captured by the sea...she is no longer. It was the proud Kraken's daughter, but the booty of some black clothed fellow to show North the prisoner of the Night's Watch's defeat of the Ironmen.
She once thought that the plan to invade North made by her father and oneself was enough to let her imagination run wild... But——Night's Watch actually sent troops south to rescue North? This unheard of, fantasy story-like change in the battle situation was never considered at any level, no matter how well-thought-out combat meetings, until she was tied up and sent to the so-called Chief Logistics Officer in black clothed In front of her, she had to accept this fact.
The oneself is indeed being played with, but the Night's Watch isn't as smart as he thinks it is - with Asha's knowledge of the northerner, capturing a woman won't make any of them in awe , using her as a hostage is worthless: now she rules the Iron Islands with Uncle Crow's Eye, and he wants the northerners to kill oneself; only the hemiplegic husband that Euron pointed to her might think it's a loss, but the Old Guy doesn't So much money to redeem oneself.
The biggest use of oneself right now is probably to be used to exchange the children of the two Glover families that oneself brought back to Ten Towers City.
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But that Night's Watch once again took measures that Asha couldn't understand - after capturing oneself alive, he did not throw oneself into Deepwood Motte's dungeon to wait for the hostage exchange, and After a short rest for a day, with those two thousand farmers and oneself, they quickly set foot on the journey again.
She thought Night's Watch was planning to bring oneself back to Winterfell to claim credit to House Stark, but it turns out that oneself guessed wrong again - the team didn't stop at any castle, but went south at breakneck speed , Everyday all is on the road as soon as the sun rises, and does not stop until the sun sets. This kind of desperate march consumes a lot of physical strength for the soldiers, and it is very easy to be ambushed on the way...
Unfortunately, no one knows better than Asha: Now there are no Ironmen roaming in the North, and there are plans to fight with them. Ability to seize the opportunity to attack the number of thousands of "army".
The carriage with the cage tossed and swayed with the roughness and potholes of the road, and the heavy iron chains rattled, and the shackles not only frayed her hands and feet, but also frayed her. pride.
It was the most shameful experience in her life, but when such a crazy march went on for a few days, she began to appreciate that oneself was one of the few people in the whole team who could take the carriage.
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The marching for several days finally ended. Not long after the temporary military camp was built, Yara Grejoy was led again with the sound of hua hua metal crashing. in front of Igor.
The battle strength of the first "army" of the land-grant is unbelievable, but the mountain clan Warrior and the new land-grant people survive by gathering and hunting in the mountains and beyond the wall all year round, and there is no doubt about their feet and endurance ——After a long march for several days, Igor arrived north of Moat Cailin with the first noble captive in his life captured by oneself.
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When he left Queenscrown with the Land Granter army south, all he wanted was to help North drive away the Ironmen raiders along the Kingsroad and restore the North princes Food supply line to Wall. But at the end, after Hearth learned from the Umber family Acting City Lord that the situation had changed, he turned his goal to "get the Deepwood Motte back for the North people"... After paying a dozen small casualties, the goal was easily achieved, and he even caught After living in an expensive clansman, he suddenly realized that by joining the war at the right time, the victories and benefits that can be obtained will be far easier and richer than imagined, and oneself seems to have seized such an opportunity.
If you don't take the opportunity to expand your victories and victories, oneself will not be able to forgive oneself in the future. He made a bold decision: before Robb Stark took down Moat Cailin, he went to find oneself, ran thousands of miles, and took the initiative to put the Lord of North, who was "closed outside his house".
After several days of forced marches, he arrived near his destination with his exhausted Land Granters. He was greeted by a scout under Earl Manderly of White Harbor. When he saw the mermaid flag held by the other side, Igor regressively thought that oneself was late... But fortunately, the other side told him that Moat Cailin was still in the hands of Ironmen.
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"Kneel down!" The logistics soldier who brought the captive pushed Yara Grejoy and pressed her shoulder, trying to force her to kneel to the oneself commander .
"No need." Igor waved his hand, as a transmigrator, he is not used to seeing others kneel to oneself, even more how oneself half of the team is wildling, forcing them to give up the strong contempt of Kneelers At the same time, the land grant has completely abolished the kneeling ceremony: "Get a stool for Miss Greyjoy, and we will sit and talk."
The escort shrugged awkwardly and turned to carry out the order.
"Ms. Greyjoy, how well did you rest in the past few days?" Igor nodded to Asha with a smile, remembering the performance of the other party's performance that night when they surrounded Ironmen on the beach - this one looked slender and slender, A girl with a standard model's stature who slashed at least two mountain clan Warriors with a battle axe in battle, and was swarmed to the ground when she was fighting a third opponent...and later was shackled and brought to him. Trying to rush up and fight oneself desperately, even if he was held down, he still spit on oneself's face. Fortunately, after a few days in a cage, she looks much more honest now. "Let me introduce, the one sitting next to me is Earl Manderly's son, Willis Manderly Ser."
Asha snorted, the day she was captured, countless loyal subordinates were in front of her Either killed or captured, with her red eyes, she was full of thoughts about perishing with the enemy, and a few days of life in a cage calmed her down.
"Bend your knees and you won't die," the father taught her. "It would rather break but cannot be bend and kick your corpse." Balon Greyjoy's first rebellion failed. After proving this truth himself, he bowed to the Bucks and Direwolf first, only to return in a swirl of dust after the deaths of Robert Baratheon and Eddard Stark.
As long as you don't die, there is still hope for everything. Night's Watch today set a precedent for participating in the internal affairs of Seven Kingdoms. Oneself will one day be doubled back!
However, calm down, she didn't intend to admit to the guy in front of her, and soon a stool was moved behind her, but she refused to sit down - no reason, she just didn't want to do what the other party said .
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As the only real city in North, White Harbor, its ruler House Manderly is of course very rich, Earl Wyman nicknamed "Lamprey Lord", is said to be the fattest in the whole North. people. As his son, Willis Manderly Ser also has a rich and chubby look - he sits next to Igor, and he wants to hold a cold eyebrow at the daughter of North's public enemy, but when he sees Asha, his eyes shined: in front of him. The Kraken's daughter has an amazing leg-to-body ratio, accentuated by her slender figure, high-leather boots soaked in salt, and green wool breeches that are wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.
Even though she was locked in shackles, even though she was locked in a cage for several days, Asha still had an air of seductive conquest. The first reaction of any man to see Asha is to subconsciously imagine what it would be like when the girl in front of him was lying under oneself, with two long legs wrapped around oneself's waist.
In order to avoid accidents, Igor sent fifteen men to guard her—five new landgivers and five mountain clan Warriors to prevent her from escaping, while the remaining five trained cronies used To prevent the other ten people from thinking about their captives... To be fair, when a woman, especially a beautiful woman, is with hundreds of men, the word "femme fatale" is not an exaggeration at all.
"Any man" naturally includes Igor, so when Night's Watch saw Willis Manderly Ser staring straight at Asha, Night's Watch, who could probably guess what he was thinking, coughed and broke Deadlock: "Let me briefly describe the situation - Guardian North, Lord Duke of Winterfell Robb Stark, leading a twenty thousand army right now a dozen or more li south of us, separated by Moat Cailin and blockbuster marsh. Hundreds of Ironmen held off 20,000 people for weeks, they were tough guys, I admired, seriously—"
"But you have no hope of winning." fatty Willis Ser came back to his senses from his imagination about those two long legs, and interjected in embarrassment: "Master Stark doesn't want to continue the direct attack to increase casualties, so he ordered me to lead House Manderly's army to turn south and pass Bloody Gate. Enter the Vale of Arryn, board the ship from the port at Seagull Town, and hit the southern side of Moat Cailin after disembarking at White Harbor."
"So what?" Asha said with a nonchalant look.
"Moat Cailin is a natural danger to the enemy from the south, but the north is not so unbreakable." Willis Manderly hummed a few times: "In addition to the White Harbor Army, House Reed of Greywater Watch also Have been instructed to find a path from The Neck around Moat Cailin...they have arrived, but are now ambush in the marsh east and west of Moat Cailin, preventing the Ironmen from abandoning the city and escaping."
Asha shrugs Shrugs: "Oh."
"That means, even if the land-grant army is not available, Moat Cailin will be captured in a few days by the north and the south." Igor added, his face expressionless. , but he was glad in his heart that this time, he could understand what it means to be extremely fast. If he hadn't forced the land-grant army for a few days, Robb Stark would have been heading north along Kingsroad through Moat Cailin by the time oneself arrived. I can't even drink the soup. But now the oneself has arrived... Even if the next attack on Moat Cailin is not at all strong, he can still get a piece of the glory of participating in the battle of Moat Cailin, no credit, and hard work: "But North has had enough. The ravages of war, and I hope to end this conflict in a more peaceful way...with fewer casualties."
"A more peaceful way? Ha! Well said, you brought me here , just want me to be the 'daughter of Balon Greyjoy', to persuade the Ironmen of Moat Cailin to surrender?" The black-haired girl consciously laughed without any captives, stood in the center of the tent and raised her head with a proud look: "You probably What is the misunderstanding of the Ironmen, the men of the Iron Islands only see captains and leaders, and the concept of the bannermen is very weak - the Ironmen of Moat Cailin are not my crew, and even if they are, I will never listen to a Night's Watch's orders."
"This chick doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth." Fatty Manderly Ser interjected: "It seems that it was a mistake in your preferential treatment of prisoners, give her to me, no need to A few days..."
Igor doesn't intend to hand over oneself's first noble captive, especially when she's still a beauty. He waved his hand: "Ms. Greyjoy, there are about 200 Ironmen in Moat Cailin. It is indeed easier to break through it by attacking from the north and the south, but the attacker still has to pay at least twice the casualties, twice that is 400... As long as you can convince If they surrendered, they could save two hundred plus four hundred—about six hundred lives."
"Why should I save the six hundred lives? Give me a reason." Asha sneered. , "After being rescued, will those 200 Ironmen be grateful to me and follow me back to the Iron Islands to help me win the Driftwood Crown? No, they'll just say that I'm a whore whore fucked by Night's Watch, whore by your battlefield. Fucking on the bed after the fuck, wagging your tail and sending a letter for you... As for the 400 North people who would have died in the attack... God knows which 400? No one will be grateful to me, You're not going to let anyone go, I'm coming back from Moat Cailin, I'll have to go back to that wooden cage, right?"
"Hmm--mostly right. I am so sorry, but I'm afraid it's not up to me." Igor shrugged: "Glover Lady insists on using you in exchange for her two children, so... Until then, I can't give you any guarantee. I can only promise, I will fight to save the lives of those 200 Ironmen..."
"I believe it." Asha glanced at Igor's black clothed with disgust, and probably understood what the other party said about fighting to save How the two hundred Ironmen lives were handled, but she wasn't interested: "My answer is—no way. Now, take me back to the cage."
"No way?" Igor twitched. Mianpi, as usual, at this time he should turn his brain to fool the other party, and finally persuade Asha to do as oneself said, but the forced march for several days made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he suddenly didn't want to use his brain at all: "Wait, I just It's not accurate enough, what you can save is not two hundred Ironmen, but two hundred and fifty-three."
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Asha had already turned and walked towards the entrance of the tent. Go, I stopped when I heard this.
Fifty-three, of course, this number didn't come out of thin air, if she remembered correctly—the number of Ironmen who survived and were captured during the beach fiasco that night seemed to be fifty-three.
"Are you threatening me?" Asha turned, clenching her fists.
"You can think so." Igor shrugged: "I believe that a person with a loyal temperament like Miss Asha will not just leave dozens of brothers who are born and die with you. ."
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(end of this chapter)