The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

With the sound of neat hoofbeats, rows of cavalry slowly appeared. They were dressed in uniform blue robes, and the silver plate armor on their bodies reflected dazzling light in the sun.

In the middle were Tyrion and others, and the cavalry on both sides stopped their horses in tacit agreement.

Under the direwolf flag are various attires such as chain mail, ringmail shirts and animal furs, while under the swamp marigold flag are uniform and neat blue robes and bright silver plate armor.

They are both descendants of the ancestors, but they look like a collision between barbarism and civilization.

Green Kleb glanced at Tyrion and Jaime, who were in a state of embarrassment, more than 100 yards apart... He looked towards the opposite side, and with a focused look, he spotted a man with a pointed crown under the largest flag. figure.

Rubbing his thumb against his index finger, after a moment, Green kicked the horse's belly lightly, and the horse paced forward, followed closely by Brienne, holding Kleb's flag high.

Click, click, click, Green stared at Robb Stark, who also came with the flag-bearer. No matter who is really behind the scenes, Robb, who is good at fighting, is indeed a good hand at consuming the Lannister army... Therefore, under his From a perspective, that person is a good person.

The distance was close, with Tyrion and others in between. Green and Robb tightened their reins and stopped their horses almost at the same time.

Sheathing his sword, James sat down directly on the ground, as if he was basking in the sun in his back garden; Tyrion, who had strapped on his hatchet, leaned on James' shoulder and looked at Green and Green with a smile. Both Robb.

From the corner of his eye, Green saw the "beggar" brothers who were pretending to be cool at this time, the unshakable pride of the big family...or was it the Westeros version that as long as he was not embarrassed, others would be embarrassed? I really can't see it.

Green showed a stiff friendly smile towards Robb, and waved: "Are you Robb from the Stark family?"

After Green's words fell, Robb frowned, and his bannerman said loudly: "In front of you is - the King of the North and the Trident, the King of the West, Rob of the Stark family. King Kashiwa!”

Green: "…………"

Fortunately, King Grimm asked Daenerys for advice on titles before leaving the valley, and he raised his hand towards Brienne.

Although Brienne has a dull character, she is full of courage when facing her responsibilities.

Moving her plump lips, Brienne spoke loudly: "The person in front of you is - the Earl of Crab Claw Peninsula, the conqueror and ruler of the valley, the supreme commander of the Crab Claw Peninsula archers and valley cavalry, Green Kleb !”

Robb: "…………"

After Brienne finished speaking, Green added: "I am a good friend of Jaime Lannister and Tyrion Lannister."

Robb's eyes were cold: "Grimm Kleb, you cannot take away a living Lannister."

Green spread his hands and replied calmly: "It is possible, but... if the war starts now, you may stay here forever, Robb Stark."

Robb said coldly: "Including you."

"Yeah..." Green readily agreed with Robb's hypothesis.

After a pause, he continued: "As the ruler of a large land and the commander-in-chief of the army, why would you... push yourself into danger with your own hands, Robb Stark?"

He glanced at Robb's flag officer with pity: "If you lose your life here, haven't you thought about the consequences? Or, don't you think about the vassals and warriors who follow your flag?"

Robb's eyes were bloodshot. He gritted his teeth and said, "Lannister killed my wife and uncle, and the blood debt can only be paid with blood! No matter how clever your tongue is, it can't extinguish the fire of my hatred!"

Green glanced at the two Lannister brothers suspiciously and asked Robb: "Are you sure they are the murderers?"

Robb first calmed down the raging anger in his heart, and then said: "I will conduct a fair trial. If they are not the murderers, I will ensure their safety."

Green shook his head in amusement and said: "Robb Stark, you do not have the power to judge Jaime and Tyrion. The only one who can judge them is King Joffrey Baratheon who sits on the Iron Throne. "

"You..." Robb's face turned dark.

Green's slender fingers tapped the hilt of Lady Kongji's ruby ​​sword, and said calmly: "For Duke Ned's sake, I can give you a chance to choose. Either fight, or..."

After a pause, he suddenly said in a curious tone: "You are wearing that pointed thing on your head. Will Duke Ned need to swear allegiance to you then?"

The fire burst into flames. Robb didn't notice that Grimm was calling his father by his "pet name" Ned... He gritted his teeth and roared, "Grimm Kleb!"

Tyrion wanted to laugh, but he knew... Stark's sword was still hanging above their heads, and he chose to look up to the sky silently; but Ser Jaime didn't care, and smiled with his dusty face. Very happy.

Robb calmed down again. While he was glaring coldly at Green, Sir Leonard behind him suddenly left the team and rode towards here.

Seeing this, Menton kicked the horse's belly and immediately galloped towards Green's position.

Sir Ronald's voice came first: "King Robb, I have something important to report."

Robb's eyes slowly returned to Green, and then he turned his head to look.

Tat-tat-tat-tat, Sir Ronald arrived soon. He lowered his voice in Robb's ear: "Your Majesty, the sentry detected that at least two groups of cavalry are gathering here. The flags are swamp marigolds and dust. Feiyang, there are thousands of people, they can arrive in half an hour at most.”

Robb frowned for a while, then he suddenly looked at Green and said coldly: "Are you delaying time on purpose?"

His eyes were sharp: "It seems that the Lannisters are not only your friends, they are also your bait."

Green shrugged, with regret in his tone: "It seems that you have seen through my wolf hunting plan."

Robb snorted coldly. He looked at James sitting on the ground and said, "Kingslayer, I hope you have good luck next time. I will wait for you on the battlefield."

Then, he glanced at Green coldly, then decisively turned his horse's head and rode away.

…………

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Tyrion stared blankly at the branch tied to the pony's tail.

After a while, he pointed at Green's "masterpiece" and then said: "In other words... you used this thing to scare away the little running wolf?"

Green threw the wine bag to Tyrion and said: "The thing is simple, but when the distance is well controlled, it can create a scene of a large number of cavalry riding horses. This is the art of war."

Lord Grimm has temporarily styled himself another war artist in Westeros.

Tyrion laughed: "The Duke of Mace's art of war? I will also ask him for advice when I have time."

After a few more jokes, Tyrion seemed to notice Bronn beside him. He pointed at Bronn's blue robe and said with an exaggerated expression: "My guard captain, have you finally betrayed me?"

Bronn showed his signature lewd smile: "Master Tyrion, I will always be yours. As for this beautiful robe..."

He bowed to Green gracefully and continued: "Seeing that the clothes on my body were in disgrace, the generous and kind Earl rewarded me."

Green smiled and held out five fingers towards Tyrion.

Tyrion opened the cork of the wine bag, took a sip of wine, and grinned: "A very fair price."

As they were about to set off, Tyrion suddenly remembered Qyburn, whom they had left near the Bent Knee Pillar. Bronn soon received the task of bringing him back.