Game of Thrones: I loaded the Witcher system

Without hesitation, John Royce pursued him across the Blue Fork.

After all, he is an old guy who has experienced several wars. He has realized that Clay is deliberately forcing him to divide his troops.

Although he doesn't understand why Clay does what he does, he understands that if your enemy wants you to do something, you must not do it.

So, he found several people in the army who were familiar with the terrain of the Riverlands and confirmed that it was late autumn, the Trident River was in the high water period, and there was no possibility of crossing the lower reaches of the Green Fork River.

Yohn Royce decided to trust his men for once, so after the entire army crossed the Blue Fork River, he and his men chased towards the northwest after reaching the east bank.

But as he chased after him, Yohn Royce felt something was wrong. He always felt like he was being cheated. Although he couldn't explain the reason, he just had such a feeling.

And the facts soon made his battlefield intuition become a reality.

"Sir...the horse hoof prints in front of us turned a corner and headed...in the direction we came from!"

The few dozen or so scouts were forcefully sent out with Yohn Royce's sword held at their necks. As a result, Yohn Royce was brought back the news that stunned Yohn Royce on the spot.

Going in the direction you came from? Doesn't that mean that these guys have returned to the beauty collection?

Yohn Royce couldn't figure out what was going on for a long time. At this time, he heard the bodyguard beside him complain:

"By the gods, these river people who are going to hell have made me do useless work again. What a waste of time!"

Wait... wasted effort? time?

Clay Mandler! You have really done all the bad things!

In an instant, Yon Royce, the poor man who had been fooled by Clay for almost a week, finally realized Clay's true purpose from the guard's unintentional words.

Everything about dividing the troops and fleeing north is all fucking fake!

The real purpose of this kid was to lead fools like himself in circles around the Trident River. After knocking them out, he immediately rushed forward and headed south from the direction he was chasing.

Thinking of this, Yohn Royce suddenly took a breath, because he suddenly realized where Clay was really going.

This bastard is going south of the Red Fork River to sneak attack on the unprepared army of Three Cities!

The color suddenly drained from his face. Yohn Royce forced himself to calm down. After reviewing all his thoughts, he found that they were completely impeccable.

Clay Mandler laid trap after trap, just waiting for him to get into it.

He blinded himself not for the purpose of ambush or anything else, but just to avoid exposing his whereabouts so that he could be fully prepared to deceive himself, and yet he, a fool, foolishly chased him all the way.

If the forces were to be divided again in Beauty Collection, Yoon Royce would really want to bang his head against the wall.

"Quick! Quick! Order the army and return to the military beauties immediately! Now, right away!"

Everyone's eyes showed confusion. They didn't understand why their boss suddenly acted like this. They were chasing him so deeply. Isn't it normal that he couldn't catch up? As for such a big reaction?

Yoon Royce was not interested in explaining to them. What he was thinking about now was that Clay Mandler would not be too far ahead of him, otherwise, everything would be too late.

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Clay, who was obsessed with Yohn Royce and couldn't wait to meet him in the next second, had already crossed Crowtree City and headed south. The whole army rushed towards the Red Fork River at the fastest speed.

He didn't wait for Kristen. He believed that the boy could complete the task. He made an appointment with him to wait for him at Actor's Beach, that's where he was.

Because it was at full speed, it took a day for the forward of Clay's army to reach the actor's beach crossing. At this time, the stupid Yon Royce had just arrived at the Beauty Collection and was preparing to cross the river.

With this coming and going, Clay has been ahead for almost three days. It can be said that the Earl of Runestone City, who was confused by his tricks, can no longer even see his tail.

If it rained heavily for three days or snowed at this time, Clay estimated that the unlucky Yon Royce would not even know where he was.

Beside him, Rickard Karstark, who looked better now, finally figured out what Clay was going to do.

A pair of small eyes were full of excitement. Originally, in his opinion, Clay could only return to the north, squeeze out the last of his troops, and unite with Edmure Tully in Riverrun to fight with the people of the valley. Lannister showdown.

Unexpectedly, Clay only had 2,000 cavalry in his hands, but he forcefully diverted the troops away from the mountain and turned passivity into initiative.

Now, Rickard Karstark, who has all the latest information, can feel better just by looking at the map of the Riverlands.

Because, in the entire area south of the Red Fork River and north of Stone Fence City, all the mobile power was drained by John Royce. What was left was only two thousand cavalry converted into infantry under Stone Fence City and Acorn Hall City. siege troops.

It would be a shame for Clay's efforts to not eat even the fattest meat.

So, after crossing the Mummer's Ford, Clay ordered him to rest on the spot and restore his power. Lord Rickard Karstark excitedly came to the place where Clay was resting.

Clay saw him coming, looked at him a few times, and asked with a smile:

"Why, Lord Earl, is this a good job? If Riverrun's military doctor is so powerful and can heal such a serious injury in three days, then I can't let him go. Our northern army is short of such people. Talent.”

Rickard Karstark smiled awkwardly. Clay's words meant to remind him that your injury has not healed yet, so don't show off to me here.

But he didn't want to give up. Since that defeat, every night in Rickard Karstark's dreams, there would always be scenes of the army collapsing, and soldiers wailing in despair as they were pierced by sharp blades.

He wanted revenge so much.

"Lord Clay...I, I know that your next attack direction is Stone Fence City. I want to discuss some of my ideas with you, um...just to give you a reference."

Rickard Karstark's tone was quite polite, even with a hint of respect in it. Logically speaking, he, a great nobleman in the North, did not need to be like this, but in this situation, Clay could be said to be the leader of the entire North. Hope is not up to him.

"Okay, then take a seat. Anyway, there is nothing to do at the moment. You can say whatever you want, Lord Earl. I don't have anything to say here."

For some reason, Rickard Karstark thought of Robb Stark. After His Majesty the King ascended the throne, he became arbitrary. If he hadn't insisted on his own way and forced the army to march south to Harrenhal, How could any tragedy happen later?

But Rickard Karstark wasn't sure whether Cray was sarcastic about Robb Stark or just making the comment casually.

But it doesn't matter, because Rickard himself is angry with Robb Stark.

Both of his sons died in the rebellion. Although they were not killed by Robb Stark, wasn't this caused by Robb Stark underestimating the enemy?

So, now Clay jumps right in and scolds Robb Stark for being a jerk. Rickard will probably applaud and scold him along with him.

"Lord Clay, can I directly participate in the attack south to attack the valley camp outside Shili City? Just give me five hundred men. I will be the vanguard to avenge my son and my army!"

Rickard Karstark looked a little excited, his gray beard trembling up and down. Clay understood his mood, but did not agree with his request.

"Sir, I want to tell you that your battlefield is not there. There were nearly 20,000 casualties in the battle in the north. Who wouldn't hate that?"

"Then tell me! Master Clay! Tell me, where is my battlefield?"

"Listen to me. Since you think you can move, get out of here and go to the King's Road. There are nine thousand people there waiting for your command."

"Nine...how many?"

Rickard Karstark's roar was stuck in his throat. He had previously felt that Clay Manderly was deliberately preventing him from commanding the army. The hatred of killing his son was irreconcilable, so he and Clay were anxious. .

But now, Clay Mandler actually told him that there were nine thousand people for him to command, which made him suddenly dumbfounded.

But immediately, he became confused, because he searched his head and couldn't figure out how Clay managed to create an army of nine thousand in such a short period of time.

Although the Northern Territory squeezed it, the Northern Territory could still squeeze out so many more people, but how long had it been since the defeat at Harrenhal? Where did so many people come from?