The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The firewood crackled as it burned, and sparks jumped out of the brazier.

Green took a sip of wine and said, "I know that Queen Cersei wants to suppress Tyrell's power in the Red Keep."

Sir Jaime stared at the wildly dancing flames, paused, and said, "But Tyrell is not Lannister's enemy. I...can't make her change her mind."

Green's brown eyes moved towards James, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he said: "Since you know that Cersei is hostile to Tyrell, you still leave her alone in the Red Keep?"

Sir James glanced at Green sideways, leaned back lazily on his chair, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said: "To be honest, she doesn't need me anymore. This has nothing to do with love or not."

James didn't seem to want to continue talking about Cersei, so he changed the subject directly: "Green, my brother... is he okay?"

Green glanced at James, nodded slightly, and said: "If there is no news, he is living a good life. You should believe his tongue."

James shrugged: "What I'm most worried about is his flexible tongue."

Green smiled, then stood up, patted James on the shoulder and said, "Sir, come with me for a walk."

The night sky is deep and blue, the Red Fork River flows silently in the darkness, and the reeds on the bank sway gently, making a subtle rustling sound.

"Whenever war breaks out, it will bring all kinds of destruction."·

After pausing, Green pointed in a few directions at random and said, "Although those places are now overgrown with weeds, they were once fertile land."

He looked into the dark distance: "I will arrange for people to collect the displaced people nearby, and I will also help them reclaim these abandoned farmlands, repair farmhouses, and let them settle down. If there is no more intrusion by the villains, they will You will be able to live a stable life again soon.”

Hearing this, Sir Jaime couldn't help but think of what he saw when he came to Riverrun. The villages and farmlands were overgrown with weeds and thorns, bones were piled up scatteredly on the roadside, and the howls of wolves could be heard in his ears... They seemed to have become the land. new owner.

He sighed slightly: "The chaos in the Riverlands has never stopped."

"I know you are curious about my true purpose..."

Green faced James with his hands behind his back: "I can tell you directly that I am here for the suffering people of the Riverlands. I hope that this land will be freed from war as soon as possible. Therefore, you don't need to doubt my actions. Justice, humility, Bravery, mercy, sacrifice... Sir Jaime, I have always been a knight, and my knightly heart has never wavered."

Under the night sky, Green's figure was as tall as a mountain.

Looking at him, Sir James' Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his hands couldn't help but clenched into fists.

"Cleb is doing his best to restore order in the Riverlands..."

Green moved a few steps and came to stand in front of James: "But whether it is the Lannister army or the Tully army, I don't believe that you or they will cherish the people who have waited so hard for the light of hope. If there is no If people are restrained, the soldiers under the city will act as plunderers at any time. "

He stretched out a finger, placed his horizontal fingertips on the plate armor on James' chest, and said: "White Knight, your knightly heart will protect those innocent people and prevent them from being violated by the Lannister army." ”

Jaime Lannister closed his eyes.

He served four years as squire to Lord Sumner Craher...

When he was fifteen years old, he was knighted by the Sword of Dawn on the battlefield for his bravery in the battle to annihilate the Kingswood Brotherhood...

However, he put on the white robe because of Cersei...

They spent that night in a shabby inn, and Cersei's maid dress made him extremely excited. He had never seen her more passionate than that night.

Whenever he wanted to sleep, she would wake him up...

When dawn came, Casterly Rock was nothing compared to Cersei, and he willingly put on his white robe.

Ser Barristan Selmy was wrong; his white robes were not stained black by stabbing the king in the back.

Yes, everyone is wrong. From the beginning, his white robe was supposed to be pitch black.

It was he himself who had personally tarnished the heart of a knight that he was most proud of.

When James opened his eyes, he smiled brightly. He also stretched out his finger to point at the plate armor on Green's chest: "I have to admit, your knight's heart... is quite admirable."

Green's eyebrows raised slightly: "You seem to have found something important that you lost. Is it my credit?"

The relaxed and joyful smile on James' face faded, he stroked his chest and said seriously: "Thank you."

Green's body trembled, and then he stepped back a little, with a slightly disgusted tone: "You should say at this time - Lannister must pay its debts. Also, don't behave in such a way that is easily misunderstood. "

Hearing this, Sir James laughed angrily on the spot: "Your Majesty, Duke, I am sincerely expressing my gratitude to you."

Green raised his face and smiled, saying, "I know, no need to thank me."

He stretched out his hand and patted James' arm: "The thing you should thank most is yourself. If you follow the path of a knight well, you will ultimately rely on yourself. Congratulations."

After a pause, he said again: "Back to the topic..."

Green glanced at Braden and other guards standing in the distance, then called Sir Angay, with a snap, drew out his sword, and said: "Sir James, if you can defeat me, I promise Clay The army will be friendly visitors at Riverrun."

Hey——Sir James drew out his sword and said: "If I lose, I promise..."

Before he could finish his words, Green's sword was already striking at him. He quickly raised his sword to block, and a harsh metal collision sounded, and the two of them took a step back almost at the same time.

"Hey, let me tell you, this is a sneak attack."

Green thought about James' strength and said, "This is called warming up."

warm up? James didn't have time to think too much, Green's sword in his hands launched an attack like a living creature.

Upper strikes, side strikes, downward cuts, constant advancement, constant pressure, James could only parry.

There were sounds, and sparks flew from the swords.

Stab, stab, chop, chop, chop, they draw their swords faster and faster, as if someone will be hit by the sword and die in the next moment.

The dance of death made James' blood sing.

Dang, Dang, Dang, the steel continues to sing.

The moment he gasped for breath, offense and defense switched again. Green swung his sword violently, and James, who was parrying, retreated repeatedly.

There was a gap in Green's movements, and the offense and defense switched again. James' long sword danced wildly, left and right, right and left, left and right, right and left, constantly attacking.

Back and forth, back and forth, James suddenly felt that each blow was getting heavier and heavier, his shoulders began to feel numb, and his wrists became sore.

Turning around and slashing, sparks flew everywhere. James stuck his sword into the soil and had to take a break.

However, there was no sign of embarrassment on Green's face. He held his sword at an angle and said, "Old knight, are you okay?"

Hearing this, James, who was already having difficulty breathing, almost lost his breath.

He staggered to his feet, held the sword again, and waited for a while before squeezing out a voice from his throat that seemed to be smoking: "Come... again."

"It's over."

Green patted the hem of his robe and added, "It's enough for you to be proud of being able to get dirt on the corners of my clothes. You win this time."

After hearing this, Sir James was so angry that he wanted to throw his sword.

"See you next time, Jazz."

Leaving James behind, Green left directly surrounded by his guards.

Looking at the figure that quickly disappeared, James's chest rose and fell more violently, and he almost burst into a lion's roar on the spot.

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Beginning on the next day, the Lannister army on the south bank of the Red Fork River broke out of camp and left, and Kleb's soldiers set up the first huge trebuchet under the order of the lord.

The trebuchet stands out in the sunlight, like a dormant beast.

The thick ropes were stretched tightly, and several strong soldiers worked hard to push the winch to accumulate power for the trebuchet.

Then, the soldiers struggled to put the heavy stones into the ladle of the trebuchet.

After everything was ready, with an order, the soldier who operated the launch picked up the hammer with both hands and slammed it down.

In an instant, the trebuchet's ladle suddenly bounced up, making a dull roar, throwing the stones high into the air, and quickly rushed into the sky.

The stones drew an arc in the air and roared towards the castle. The rubble flew everywhere and hit the walls of Riverrun hard.

The soldiers repeated the previous operation, and the second stone flew out with a sharp sound of wind.

But this time, the stone did not hit the city wall, but fell into the Red Fork River below the city. There was a loud "plop" and a high splash of water.

Several bachelors accompanying the camp chatted in low voices for a while, and then said to Green, who was staring in the direction of Riverrun: "Your Excellency, if you want to make stones fly over the walls of Riverrun, the fastest way is to increase the size of the trebuchet. "

After a pause, Green looked away and said: "Let the soldiers familiarize themselves with the operation first. When President Haring sends the 'stones' for training in the afternoon, you can tell me the specific dimensions required for the trebuchet."

The use of "fruit" is inherently dangerous, let alone a new "fruit" that is said to be much larger than the head.

Tyrion had developed safer training methods before the Battle of King's Landing (Chapter 231). First it was paint, then fuel, and when the soldiers became more proficient...then it was replaced with a jar with wildfire inside.

The soldiers trained on the operation of the trebuchet, and Green left the camp with his escort, riding on horseback to inspect the nearby abandoned villages and farmland in order to start collecting refugees as soon as possible.