The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Green had the barbecue on the table taken away, and as the recipient... Menton laughed.

After laying out the map of the Riverlands that he bought with a lot of money on the empty table, Green lowered his head and looked at it. Harrenhal is in the hands of the Lannister, guarded by Ser Amory Lorch (Chapter 221)... His eyes stayed on its position for a while, and his eyes moved slowly westward along the river road . After a pause, his finger pointed at the location of Riverrun, and then slowly moved eastward along the River Avenue.

If he wanted to find Tyrion and Jaime, he needed to spread them and his soldiers as far away as possible, but this was not wise, after all, the Riverlands was still a battlefield. Therefore, the best way is... to let Tyrion know where he is in the Riverlands... After thinking about it, as an upstart, Lord Green decided to spend money.

Anyone who can provide Green with the whereabouts of Tyrion and others, or provide Tyrion with Green's location, or an escort... can receive a generous bounty from Lord Green.

Being in the hostile camp of Stark and Tully, will Green be targeted by them and put in danger by being so aggressive? Unless he is hot-headed, the plains of the Riverlands cannot stop the more than 1,000 valley war horses he brings.

After leaving the hotel, Green handed over the arrangement of the bounty to An Gai, a former mercenary. After setting various reward amounts, the careful Lord Greene, in order to arouse the enthusiasm of more people as soon as possible, in addition to the golden dragon, he also promised... In the future, the valley will protect those Stark-Tully betrayers.

Then, news of Green Kleb's bounty spread again in the Riverlands at an unreasonable speed.

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Two days later, the rays of the rising sun shone on the breeze-swept river. The banks of the Red Fork River were red soil as flat as a road. Small streams merged into the river, and the submerged rotten branches were still leaning against the shore. Not far away were birches, oaks, and chestnut trees.

Along the way, Green and his entourage passed many crude cabins supported by long poles. There were no signs of habitation, only birds flying overhead or chirping strangely on the branches near the shore.

The countless tributaries of the Trident River provide convenience for people and things to travel through the riverlands. When there was no war, Green heard... the river was full of small fishing boats, large grain ships, and merchants' pontoon boats. There were even colorfully painted and extremely fancy theater boats that would pass by the villages and castles along the coast.

Now, the war between Stark-Tully and Lannis has taken away everything. Green passed by the village, but did not see any villagers. Near a big house, they saw a live oak tree full of dead women. They swayed and swayed in the breeze.

In the team, the young valley cavalry said angrily: "Massacre, this is a shameless massacre! This is not an act of chivalry!"

The nearby valley cavalry all echoed: "Damn butchers, don't forgive them."

The corpse smelled of rotting fruit. Green's eyes narrowed slightly. There was a wooden sign hanging around the neck of the highest corpse, which read: A bitch sleeps with a lion.

Many people also discovered the words on the wooden sign and said in disbelief: "Gods, it was Stark and Tully who did it! What evil did this poor woman do?"

These valley cavalry who followed Green's Bleeding Gate had not really seen the cruelty of war, and they kept rebuking them.

Seeing Green's silence, a new Valley knight beside him said, "Lord Green, they should be hotel maids."

He pointed to the charred house: "I remember this inn. I spent the night here before the war started. I think these girls entertained the Lannister soldiers, so they got the traitor's collar. Maybe give them to them. Just eat and drink, maybe...just a kiss and a glass of ale."

Green tapped his chin, and what he saw and heard on the road told him that the Tully family's rule in the Riverlands was collapsing.

Lord Hoster and his heir Edmure Tully have passed away. Although Lord Hoster's younger brother, Brynden Tully, has inherited the title of Duke of Riverrun, more than ten years have passed since he left the Riverlands. Years ago, he didn't have the "natural" cohesion like Edmure. Moreover, Ser Brynden is already over fifty years old and has no children of his own. The vassals of the Riverlands are faced with...the difficult problem of having to make a "reasonable" choice.

To re-consolidate House Tully's rule in the Riverlands, Ser Brynden needs time and stability, but the Riverlands also have Robb Stark, who claims to be King of the North and the Trident.

Duke Ned wants to resist the invasion of the Iron Islands in the north, and Robb and Brynden will have no other support for a short time.

It can be said that... they only have an army left that will become smaller and smaller as they fight, and Robb's dynasty is destined to be short-lived. Unless, Robb's army can defeat the Lannister in one fell swoop and conquer King's Landing.

Another option is to abandon the Riverlands and retreat to the North... and also give up the king's crown and actively seek peace with the Lannister to prevent the Lannister and Greyjoy from joining forces to attack the North. But... this also means that the Tully family's rule in the Riverlands has become history, and retreating to the north also means that Robb has given up on the Tully family.

The Tully family has no choice, unless Brynden Tully sends Robb's head to the Red Keep... If he can't do that, he can only fight.

The Lannister army, which had just defeated Stannis, needs to rest, but they will face the Stark-Tully coalition that is actively seeking war.

Green's eyes trembled. Dorne was too far away. It seemed that... from Edmure's death, the biggest beneficiaries might be Marigolds and Golden Roses.

Green's eyes moved slightly. Jeyne Westerling...could it be...that there was another person behind the scenes?

A line of sight that moved from time to time made Green withdraw his thoughts, and he looked at Brienne aside.

Seeing Green looking at her, Brienne's thick lips twitched for a while and said: "Lord Green, they are innocent people, I want to bury them."

Green nodded slightly: "Brenne, you have the compassion of a knight. Go ahead and find a few more people..."

Thinking of Brienne's dull character, he directly ordered: "Sir, help Brienne bury those helpless people."

The lower branches of the live oak tree were large enough for a person to stand on. Brienne climbed up the trunk, dagger in hand, and walked through the leaves, chopping down the corpses. When the body fell, flies suddenly surrounded it. The more bodies fell, the stronger the stench became.

Below, some people were digging pits and others were moving. While they were busy, they occasionally reprimanded the butcher for his evil deeds.

Under the direct sunlight, Lord Green blinked, as if he saw the light of justice emanating from the Kleb soldiers. His ears twitched slightly, and the wailing sounds of the riverlands seemed to be calling for its new ruler.

Stopping to think, Green's mouth curved slightly, he kicked the horse's belly lightly, and the horse walked towards the river.

As the smoke plume spiraled up, Menton squinted his eyes and roasted the trout he had just caught from the river by the campfire. Far away, Green sat on a folding wooden chair and looked at the map in his hand.

Ta-ta-ta-ta, the sound of horse hooves came from the distance.

After a while, An Gai's figure appeared. He jumped off the horse and came to the front of Green. He stroked his chest and said, "Lord Green."

Green looked away from the map and said, "Is there any news?"

Ange nodded and said: "There are three hunters, a pair of fishing father and son, and an old farmer's family. They have seen the Lannister and his party. Because of the distance, most people regard Lord Tyrion as a child, and they also So I am more convinced of the information provided by those people.”

After thinking for a moment, he continued: "According to the information provided by those people, they passed by the Bent Knee Stack about two days ago."

Bent Knee Stand is located on the south bank of the bend of the Red Fork River. This is the place where Torrhen Stark, King of the North, surrendered to Aegon the Conqueror. Rumor has it that after the Battle of the Raging Prairie, the King of the North, Torrhen, personally led the northern army south, but when he saw the dragon with his own eyes, he bent his knees and handed over the bronze and black iron sword crown.

After listening, Green stared at the map for a while and said, "Angei, we can narrow the search scope."

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James lay on the wooden board and looked at the clear night sky. The night was strangely beautiful, with an elegant crescent moon and a sky full of stars that I had never seen before. The crown seat is at the top of the sky, with the Horse and Cygnus beside it, and on the top of the pine tree branches... the shy Moon Lady is half-hidden.

Tyrion limped over. He knelt down and looked at the pus-filled wound and chapped lips on Jaime's forearm.

The disheveled Tyrion called out: "Jaime, Jaime."

The heat made Jaime dizzy, making him think he was dreaming. He moved with difficulty, tried to force out a smile, and responded hoarsely: "Tyrion."

Looking at James who was extremely weak, Tyrion laughed: "What a pity. I thought you had already fallen into the arms of the Seven Gods. You are so disrespectful."

"Ha...ha...cough..."

Tyrion looked at one part of James's body unkindly and joked: "I don't know if it can be used in the future... Well, if unfortunately I tell you what I said, I just hope you don't become a gun-swallowing enthusiast." .”

After saying that, he trembled exaggeratedly: "Actually, as long as I don't focus on your dear brother, I don't mind."

"Cough...cough..." James coughed painfully.

Tyrion laughed for a while, then calmed down and sighed: "Brother Jaime, if you delay this any longer, you will die. You are in great need of medical treatment."

Jaime Lannister opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Tyrion... I would rather die... I don't want to be a prisoner anymore..."

Tyrion tried to persuade: "Jaime, living is more important than honor."

James closed his eyelids, shook his head slowly, and lived... More than ten years ago, he did just that. Wrapped in a white robe, he watched the Starks and his son die tragically in front of his eyes, and Duke Rickard in full armor was grilled, and he When his son Brandon was strangled to death in order to save his father, he did not choose honor. Instead, he chose to shut up and hide in his heart, not looking or thinking.

James slowly opened his eyes, how could the night... be so charming? Ask yourself, why are the stars willing to shed light on people like him?