Game of Thrones: I loaded the Witcher system

Melisandre left anyway, at Clay's insistence.

Clay doesn't like getting along with this kind of woman at all, because these magicians are all riddlers and are always unwilling to tell the truth, and Clay doesn't have the heart to guess what they are thinking.

Clay promised that Melisandre would no longer cooperate with the forces of the old gods, but only he knew how to implement it.

After the annoying R'hllor envoys completely left the Great Wall, Clay began to devote himself wholeheartedly to the aftermath of the battle beyond the wall.

This battle actually yielded huge gains. After defeating Mance Rayder's main force head-on, Clay's cavalry chased them north for about a day and dispersed all the savage tribes with more than a thousand people.

Even Clay's side sent hundreds of people to tentatively chase the group of savages who fled to the glacier canyon on the west side. Unfortunately, due to the terrain, they lost their target.

But this was harmless. After all the battles were over, a statistical report was sent to Clay's desk.

"Well... we brought back nearly 30,000 women of the right age in total. Not bad... it seems that the age structure of the savages is very young."

Clay looked at the report, and of course he was surprised when he saw how many women were captured, because this number was indeed beyond his expectation.

The tens of thousands of people on the front were divided into two groups, preparing to attack Eastwatch and the Shadow Tower, but they were blocked by the Clay cavalry. The two savage troops collapsed in the first battle, and these rough guys from the north under his own command, He did a very good job in capturing prisoners.

But when Clay saw the male prisoners, the corner of his mouth twitched. The number was far less than the number of women. Clay even felt that his original order was probably a waste of expressions. These guys had planned this for a long time. Done.

"Lord Clay, we have basically finished interrogating the small tribe leaders of the savages. The few people who followed the Bolton family are pretty good at it. After a few tricks, those tough-talking guys fell to their knees faster than anyone else."

Lord Glover's sturdy body was leaning in the chair opposite Clay, looking at the top of Clay's tent with a relaxed expression, holding a bottle of the Night's Watch Collection from Lord Commander Mormont in his hand.

Clay ignored Earl Glover's evil deeds. It was normal for him to relax a bit after the war. This was not a certain army in his memory. The army of this era did not commit robbery after the war. Son, Clay's Majesty is already very strict.

"Well... those leaders, after interrogation, were determined to be of no value, I killed them all and then set them on fire. Do you understand?"

"Burn it...why not dig a big pit and bury them all? It will save trouble."

Earl Glover didn't know what was going on in the north. In fact, only Robert Stark and Commander-in-Chief Mormont knew the real purpose of Clay's coming up this time.

The White Walkers are still a legend for most people in the North. Except for serving as guides during the previous war, the Night's Watch troops were strictly separated under the orders of Commander-in-Chief Clay and Mormont.

The purpose of this is to keep the White Walkers secret for a while. After all, after this battle, Clay will have to lead the cavalry south.

Not long ago, I received news that Robb Stark had led the infantry group south to the Gulf of Cailin, preparing to join the White Harbor army and then stationed at the Twins City to wait for Clay's cavalry army to arrive.

Robb Stark said in the letter that he sent the Marquis Bolton and Lord Severn to the Eagle's Nest with his mother's personal letter, hoping that Lysa Tully could send troops to help Robb Stark get revenge. .

After all, Eddard Stark had been the adopted son of Duke Arryn, and to some extent had a lot to do with the valley. Robb Stark believed that this was the best opportunity to persuade the Arryn Valley to join the war.

Robb Stark did not discuss this action with Clay in advance at all. Although this letter had a consistent tone of discussion, in essence, it was actually a notification.

Clay could imagine that in Robb Stark's mind, he was already the king, and there must have been many people instilling in his ears that the king did not need anyone's approval to make decisions.

In fact, Clay had already expected this kind of thing to happen. He knew very well what power would turn a person into, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Regarding Robb Stark's operation, if you purely look at Robb Stark's perspective, you are actually doing the right thing. The general direction of contacting the Arryn Valley is the right one, but the problem is, the person you sent is Who?

In the current valley, it is said that Lysa Tully is overseeing the country for Robert Arryn Jr., and has a somewhat similar behind-the-curtain administration, but in fact, Clay knows who has the real power.

Now send Lord Bolton to a certain guy with a narrow smile. Well, he is very energetic. I really deserve to be you, Robb Stark.

Upon seeing this letter, Clay wanted to immediately send people south to find Robb Stark and ask him to take back this stupid order. But just as he stood up, Clay thought about it and sat down again. Went back.

He couldn't stop Robb Stark from doing it because there was no reason.

What could Clay say?

The situation in the valley is not what you Robb Stark thought at all. Lysa Tully's love brain has been taken away by someone a long time ago. There is no way Lysa Tully can agree to your request.

Or maybe the person you sent is not suitable at all. Earl Severn doesn't care for the moment. Roose Bolton is not a good guy. It's just that your Stark family is too strong now and the Bolton family is just holding back.

He may not even be convinced that you have met Eddard Stark, the father of the gods. It would be really strange for him to be convinced by a young boy like you.

Clay knew very well that if he hadn't held all the cavalry power in the North, and his achievements on the battlefield were too brilliant, and he had been suppressing Roose Bolton from thinking wrongly, he would have jumped by now.

The last reason is his own selfishness. If he still tries his best to help the Stark family, then in this war, the North will be almost invincible.

In this case, if Clay takes action in the future, he will encounter too much resistance. After all, a leader who leads his own power to the top will definitely be recognized by most people, even if many things are not done by the leader.

Now that the crown of invisibility has been worn, Clay will not be allowed to look back, and the Mandalay-Targaryen dynasty will never allow a divided North and Riverlands to appear on the territory of the kingdom.

Dispersing his thoughts, Clay returned to the summary report in front of him. Theoretically speaking, Clay Mandler and his five thousand men had completed their mission on the Great Wall.

According to the previous agreement, in fact, what Clay should do at this time is to immediately go south, take the King's Road, and chase the infantry army led by King Robb Stark.

But the interesting thing is that none of Clay's men, including Earl Glover, mentioned this matter, because before that, there was a more important thing they had to do.

The problem of distribution of spoils.

The Northern Army has always had such a tradition. Under normal circumstances, the spoils of war are not handed over to the top leaders, such as the former Ed Stark and the current Robb Stark, for unified distribution.

They believe that how much they can knock down depends on their own ability, and they have nothing to do with other guys who have no contribution.

This is why Clay has such great prestige in the army. In fact, he only led his troops to win a few battles, but the problem is that he always wins, and all he grabs are good things.

But this time, the five thousand of them achieved greater results. Tens of thousands of prisoners were left there, and most of them were women that the gentlemen were very interested in. Can they not be impatient?

Although the appearance of most savage women is not very good due to various reasons, there are always good-looking ones, right? Why can't you share it with me?

Is the woman at home dissatisfied with taking another one back? Nonsense, this was given to me by Lord Clay Manderly. Do you understand the spoils of war?

"Are you all staring at these women? Tell me, how much do you want? Give me a number and let me see what you guys' appetite is."

Clay glanced at the somewhat embarrassed Earl Glover with a half-smile. This guy came to see him today and showed him this report. In fact, he was reminding himself in a subtle way:

Boss, the brothers have been waiting for a long time. How do you divide it? Could you please tell me something...

These northern cavalry who followed Clay all the way here absolutely believed that Clay would give them what they wanted. Clay never hesitated in distributing the spoils. As the eldest son of White Harbor, he really didn't care about these pots and pans.

Casting a sideways glance at the laughing Earl Glover, Clay joked:

"Are you sure that I will divide them among you now, not to mention whether their waists can hold up, and I will start now? Are you afraid that some hot-tempered person will bite off your lifeblood?"

Looking at the Earl of Deepwood Castle whose face suddenly stiffened, Clay added the last sentence:

"The trophies I took down don't have that stuff. If something is really lost, I don't have any new ones here for you to replace..."

After thinking about the way he went to check on the prisoners before, and the hateful looks from those women towards him who was dressed luxuriously, Queen Glover was a little chilled. Although she was a noble, she was still very strictly controlled at home.

Suddenly there was an opportunity to hunt wild food, and as a great nobleman, he must be the first to pick one. Can't you pick out a good-looking one among tens of thousands of prisoners? I felt itchy in my heart, that was for sure, after all, this matter... was endorsed by Clay Mandler.

"Okay, Master Clay, let's not fight their idea for the time being. After all... it's still more important, but Sir, after they are all convinced, you see..."

Clay laughed and cursed:

"Get out of here now, I won't miss you. I'll send it directly to your home. What do you think? I'll choose the strongest one for you, and I'll make sure to cure your back pain."

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The savage prisoners refused to obey, and even attacked the soldiers delivering food. A soldier was dragged in. If the people next to him hadn't reacted quickly, his life would have been at stake.

Clay's handling of this matter is very simple. The soldiers under his command, well... they are all good, those who were beaten, those who saved others, they all captured the savages' things and picked them out for themselves. Don't be too greedy. Take whatever you want.

As for the small areas where trouble occurs, it's even simpler. Don't you like to eat? Okay, Clay will immediately cut off the confession with an order.

If you want to eat, you can hand over everything you do. Clay will give you weapons, just your rotten wooden sticks. In front of all the savages, kill all the troublemakers. If you dare to survive, this You won't be able to eat.

It's not that Clay is cruel, or that he is psychopathic. He uses heavy codes in troubled times. He must stabilize the situation at the Great Wall as soon as possible. Moreover, these tens of thousands of savage women are an important bargaining chip for him to use to bribe the northern cavalry.

Although they all belong to their respective families, they have received many favors. With the straightforward character of the people from the north, they will definitely be grateful to Clay from the bottom of their hearts.

Clay never asked that when he stood on the opposite side of the North in the future, they would always be on his side. After all, his wife, children, and children were all in the fiefdoms of other big families.

Clay just asked them not to go against him and just stay in his house honestly. Then Clay's efforts would not be in vain.

"Commander-in-Chief Mormont, the situation on the Great Wall is actually not complicated now. The wildlings have not dared to appear near the Great Wall for at least half a year, so I will not stay with you any longer. There are still many things for me to do in the south. "

In the Commander's Tower, Clay stood in front of the window, staring at the falling snowflakes outside, with his back to Jeor Mormont sitting in front of the fireplace, and said something lightly.

This time, killing Mance Rayder and defeating the so-called 100,000-man army of the wildlings completely made the wildlings feel pain. Some time ago, Jon Snow took people out of the Great Wall to inspect a circle. Within a hundred miles, one person No trace of the savage could be seen.

It can only be said that the effect is outstanding. The defensive pressure of the Great Wall suddenly weakened. Replenishment soldiers from various dungeons have also arrived at the Great Wall, restoring a wave of blood to the dilapidated Night Watch Legion.

Now, at least the normal inspection work of the Ghost Forest can be guaranteed, and manpower can be spared to cut down the trees that are too close to the Great Wall.

Previously, the Night Watch Corps was severely short of manpower, and the savages were frequently active. The Ghost Forest had moved a considerable distance towards the Great Wall, which was actually very detrimental to the defense of the Great Wall.

According to the records of the Night's Watch, when the Night's Watch was at its peak, standing on the top of the Great Wall, one could only vaguely see the outline of the ghost forest.

Not like now, it has almost reached the foot of the Great Wall.

But now, people have made up for it, and that timeless truth has come into play.

If you want to be safe (get rich), first cut down the tree...

I've been working on my thesis for the past two days. Sorry, I've been slow in writing, orz