Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon

The cavalry of the Golden Company and the King's envoy guards marched in a battle formation in the night.

They took down the baggage in front of the temporary tent left by Stannis's black robe troops before the charge, and put on heavy armor for the men and horses.

The cavalry of the Golden Company brought by Little Griffin this time was a real heavy cavalry. The heavy steel armor destined this to be a not light team. As the killer of the Golden Company, they were only two to four miles away from the battle. Any further would be a waste of horsepower and manpower.

Whether it was a man or a horse, it was impossible to wear heavy armor and walk during a normal march.

When the Golden Company's men and horses were all wearing gold and bronze armor, the temperament of the whole team changed and became solemn.

Little Griffin and Sir Jon Clinton were at the front of the line. When they saw the Golden Company's ready charge, their eyes could not help but freeze.

Several legion centurion commanders and standard bearers came to the front one after another, waiting for orders.

Little Griffin looked at Jon and saw him nod slightly. He drew his sword: "All troops are ready for battle, march!"

"Yes!" Jon Connington was the first to respond. He drew his sword, dropped his armor, and followed the call.

Then, thousands of torches lit up like sparks on the land south of the Wall and began to march towards Castle Black. This army was in more than 50 rows in the night, with 20 horses in each row. The horses were not fast, but steady and practical.

Unfortunately, this battle did not give this army room to play.

When they were about a mile away from Castle Black, the scout team that had previously set out with Stannis' Night's Watch to scout returned.

Tristan of the Golden Company, Sir Arthur Sandglass of the King's Envoy Guard, and Alliser Thorne, the Night's Watch instructor who came from Eastwatch as a guide, returned to the team together.

"Lord Aegon." Sir Arthur Sanglas, who was knighted by his brother Earl Gunther, paid a brief salute to Little Griffin and rode straight to the envoys to report the situation. The Night's Watch coach Alliser Thorne hesitated for a moment, resisted the urge to pay respects to the team, and followed his duty to stay with Tristan of the Golden Company.

Tristan reported to Little Griffin what he saw: "Your Highness, the Black Castle was not breached, but the gate was attacked by wights at night. Stannis's black army quickly took back the gate. The gate was very small, only enough for three horses to pass through. The wildlings and wights outside the city were fighting in a mess. The terrain and situation were unclear in the night. After Lord Stannis took back the gate, he had already begun to withdraw to the Great Wall. When we came back, they were collecting corpses for burning, and the Night's Watch were repairing the gate."

Although there was only torch lighting, Little Griffin keenly noticed that all the scouts who returned to the team looked a little pale and strange.

Wights?

Griffin didn't expect to hear such a word from Tristan, but he didn't ask immediately. Instead, he suppressed his doubts and gave orders according to Jon's instruction: "In this case, pass the order down, the whole army slows down and doesn't need to rush. Since the Night's Watch is in control of the situation and doesn't need to rush to help, then we will fulfill our duties as guests. Coach Alliser, I wonder if the castle commander has any arrangements for us?"

"This..." Alliser's face was stern, but he didn't know how to answer for a moment, "Sir Aegon, I'm sorry, now that Castle Black has just repelled the night attack of the wights, there is no time to make appropriate arrangements, but you can let your army temporarily stay in the guard tower and the spear tower, and you and the king's envoys can go to the King's Tower"

Now Castle Black has no commander who can control the situation. The original garrison was commanded by the blacksmith Donald and Jon Snow, the official whom Alliser hated the most. As a guide, Alliser brought some people from Eastwatch, but although his position is theoretically the highest at the moment, Stannis's 300 people are not for show. Alliser could only make the best possible arrangements within his responsibility, and let these foreign soldiers have a place to stay overnight.

"Yes, please lead the way, Lord Alliser."

The marching team slowed down.

At this time, Griffin asked Tristan: "Wight, Tristan, if I heard correctly, you just said this word."

"Yes, Your Highness," Tristan looked over and said to the commander and their prince who came closer, "As His Majesty Viserys said, the resurrected dead, cold blue eyes, wights. I saw with my own eyes that Stannis's black knight cut a wight in half, and its upper and lower bodies were still moving. There were even two giant wights. The Night's Watch said that before dark, they were the bodies left by the wildlings who had failed to attack the city before."

Griffin paused, feeling a little uneasy, he tightened the reins , maintaining his composure: "So, there are really White Walkers outside the Great Wall?"

Tristan replied: "It should be, Your Highness."

Without waiting for Griffin to say anything more, the tall and mighty Franklin took off his armor and laughed: "It just so happens that I have killed many people in my life, but I have never killed a different creature. I wonder if it feels the same as a human being."

Someone followed up with a joke: "Haha, I heard that there are women among the White Walkers. Do you want to try it too?"

Someone else followed up: "Haha, if you catch a White Walker woman, send her to me. I want to see how she is different from the girls in Essos."

"." The topic quickly changed, Griffin shrugged and rode in silence.

Jon Clinton quietly rode to his side: "Your Highness, don't worry about anything else. We are here to find Master Aemon to recognize your identity. Before achieving our goal, nothing else matters."

"I understand, Ser Jon." Griffin nodded.

The night just after the battle was always busy. When Griffin and the witnesses finally went to meet Master Aemon, the skyline was already turning white.

Castle Black lacked a coordinating commander, and the actions of the black troops were chaotic throughout the night.

Stannis, Donner and Jon are taking over the city defense, disposing of the corpses and repairing the city gates. At the same time, they are sending scouts to observe the results of the melee outside the city.

Although Alliser took the initiative to take over the reception responsibilities and was very enthusiastic about receiving the Golden Company and the king's envoys, the black brothers under him were completely insufficient, although the mercenaries and soldiers of the envoys consciously went their own way. However, everyone came to Allisa, making him unable to do anything.

In the end, Griffin and Barristan simply asked Alliser to take them directly to the city wall and go to the station on the city wall to find the person. As a result, Master Aemon was not there.

Fortunately they learned that Maester Aemon was in the burned-down Shield Hall.

There was hardly any sense of formality to this meeting.

When Griffin and his party found Master Aemon in the burnt, dark and dilapidated Shield Hall, he was still treating the wounds of the wounded, and his hands were full of blood.

The dining room was severely burned by the fire. The only clean place was the long dining table that Master Aemon and a few night watchmen had just spread out to accommodate the wounded.

It was in the bloody hall that they met Master Aemon.

When they arrived, Maester Aemon was tending to Donner's wounds.

When Griffin saw the old man with white hair and cloudy eyes, he found that the other man's hand was surprisingly steady.

The arrival of the uninvited guests lowered the screams of the injured in the restaurant. The old man and his assistant, who looked equally old, seemed to be aware of it, but the hands that were treating the wounds did not stop at all and were still caring for the injured seriously. Clean and apply medicine.

It was not until the old man had treated Donner's wounds and fed him poppy milk to relieve the pain that Griffin spoke: "Hello, Maester Aemon, Aegon Targaryen sends his regards. Sorry to disturb you. Maester Aemon, please Can you take a break and leave the work here to Master Halton? Halton is a healer and is good at dealing with sword wounds. Halton, please take over Master Aemon's work and help these bravely wounded brothers in black. Treat the wound."

Halton, who was following Griffin, responded: "Yes." Then he took out his medical bag and stepped forward.

Master Aemon seemed to have heard their arrival: "Oh, Your Highness Aegon? Hello, on behalf of the brothers in black, I thank you for your generosity."

Griffin said: "Just call me Aegon, Master Aemon. You must have heard that His Majesty the King asked me to find you." He wanted to call Master Aemon his great-great-grandfather and Uncle King, but in the end he still couldn't. Not being acknowledged, Griffin followed Jon Clinton's advice to hold his ground first.

"Oh, yes." Master Aemon seemed to be caught off guard, and his words were stuck there, "Yes."

Sir Barristan, who was traveling with him, came forward and said, "Hello, Maester Aemon, I am Barristan Selmy. Before leaving, His Majesty Viserys told me to greet you on his behalf when I see you. Your Majesty I would love to come see you in person, but the situation in Westeros."

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Barristan announced his name, but before Aemon could answer, the wounded in the restaurant murmured one by one, whispering: "Barlistan? Is that Barristan?"

As the most famous knight in contemporary times, Barristan's name is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

A smile appeared on Master Aemon's old wrinkled face: "Oh, hello, Ser Barristan. I have heard of your name. Your Majesty, how is His Majesty Viserys in good health? The autumn of Dragonstone is unpredictable. He is here. Where can I live?"

"Bachelor, Your Majesty is in good health and there is nothing to worry about."

"Okay, that's good." Maester Aemon said, "This is not the place to talk. Your Excellency Aegon and Ser Barristan, please follow me."

The group began to walk outside the restaurant.

As Griffin walked, he saw Sir Jorah behind Barristan standing still in the restaurant. Until he walked out of the door, he heard Sir Jorah's slightly sad question from behind: "Everyone, I am Jorah. La Mormont, who is Eddy? I want to know something about the Lord Commander."

After leaving the door, the sounds behind could not be heard clearly.

"Master Aemon, His Majesty the King asked me to bring you a letter." As soon as the team stopped outside the restaurant, Griffin saw Barristan take out something from his body.

Maester Aemon reached for it and was about to reply: "I can't see."

But as soon as his hand touched the letter, he stopped talking and saw that the "letter" was a polished black glass slate. The content of the letter was engraved on it. Master Aemon could read it with just a touch of his hand. Read what is written in the letter.

The letter was very short: "Hello, great-grandfather Aemon. Viserys Targaryen, the descendant of Aegon V Targaryen, and his wife Daenerys Targaryen send their regards to you. We look forward to meeting you on the Great Wall one day. See."

Griffin saw that after Master Aemon "read" the letter, his hand that had been so steady when handling the wound was trembling slightly, and there seemed to be glistening tears in the corners of his eyes.

This greatly touched Griffin, and he became even more convinced that his uncle the king was a good king who valued family ties. He couldn't help but feel a little more excited about the recognition of his relatives.

"Maester Aemon, Jon Connington sends his regards. Please excuse me, but I wonder how you intend to use it to determine Aegon's identity?"

"Sir, I'm sorry. Actually, I don't know why His Majesty asked you to come to me, but since he believes in the so-called "wisdom" of an old man like me, why don't you and Lord Aegon tell me your story. Aegon," Master Aemon carefully put the slate into the storage bag of his bachelor's gown and stretched out his hand to Griffin - this surprised Griffin, because he didn't say a word after he came out, but Master Aemon, who seemed to be blind, still found his location accurately, "Child, are you willing to stay with an old and nagging old man for a few days and tell him your experiences and stories?"

Griffin suppressed his gaze to Jon Clinton and answered seriously: "Of course, Master Aemon, it's my honor."

This is one of Jon's guesses about how Aemon would react here.

No matter what, Master Aemon was a prince who almost became a king back then, and he chose to go to the Wall because of responsibility and the overall situation. Jon guessed that even if Master Aemon had no way to confirm his identity, he would keep Aegon at the Wall for a while for the sake of the "big picture" in his mind, to test Aegon's character and confirm the attitude of His Majesty Viserys.

Viserys' attitude was quite ambiguous, and Jon was a little unsure. He originally thought that he was a bad guy and was exiling him in various ways. But after encountering the dead ghosts at the Wall and seeing their magic flames in Stannis's group of night watchmen, Jon was uncertain again.

If His Majesty Viserys was considering the survival of the world, then perhaps Prince Aegon was sent here to warn Aegon and Jon Connington on some level, to let them broaden their horizons and recognize that the real threat was not the lords of Westeros, but the evil existence outside the Wall.

According to King Viserys's intentional or unintentional propaganda, there will be a huge war that will sweep the world and concern the survival of mankind. Considering that the king's blood relatives are now so weak and dying, Jon has to consider a possibility: Is King Viserys sending Aegon to the north a test for Aegon?