The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The boat Brynden was on gradually moved away, and when its vague outline gradually merged into the night, Brienne came to Green's side and handed him a wineskin.

"It's time to celebrate a little."

Reaching out to take the wine bag, Green pulled out the cork and took a sip of Summer Red.

The breeze blew by, gently raising the dark hair.

Green suddenly said: "Brenne, do you know what I am looking forward to most now?"

Brienne's eyes moved to Green, she blinked and said, "Are you hoping that tonight's battle will go well?"

"After planning under Riverrun City for so long, it can be said that my preparations are sufficient. I only need to leave the rest to the gods."

As he spoke, the corners of Green's mouth curved slightly: "I look forward to Dani being by my side, and I want to 'punish' her for seven days and seven nights...well, continuously."

Brienne seemed a little surprised: "Punishment?"

Green raised his face and smiled: "I mean the punishment on the bed."

"..." Brienne's clear blue eyes drifted to the other side.

Looking at Brienne who was seriously admiring the charming night view of the Red Fork River, Green couldn't help but laugh.

He threw the wineskin to Brienne and said, "Let's go and meet my knights."

The damp soil exuded a faint fishy smell, and in the silence, the only sound was the footsteps of the two people.

"That...well..."

Greene didn't stop and glanced sideways at Brienne, who was following behind.

Brienne walked a few steps quickly and came to his side. She glanced at him silently for a few times. Then she showed a shy expression that was rare recently and said, "Are you too tired?"

"What's so tiring?"

Green's eyebrows raised slightly, and Brienne seemed afraid to look into his eyes: "Seven days in a row..."

“…”

After a period of silence, Green coughed lightly and said, "Thank you for your advice, Sir."

Although Brienne had good intentions, she made the benevolent Green Lord feel inexplicably angry.

………

In the spacious Duke's tent, dozens of knights of the Kleb family wearing plate armor and hugging helmets were waiting for their lord.

When Green's figure appeared, everyone looked at him.

After passing through the carefully selected knights, Green stood in front of everyone, looked around and said, "Are you ready, knights of Riverrun?"

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, looking at the red and blue robes on each other's bodies, and then burst into laughter.

A young knight standing in the back shouted loudly: "Fight for Riverrun!"

The tent was suddenly filled with even louder laughter, and Green couldn't help but smile.

Green raised his hand and pressed it, and said: "Everyone, Brynden Tully of Riverrun swore allegiance to me tonight by the Red Fork River. The Tully family is now Kleb's vassal, and they are no longer enemies. , they are now protected by me and fighting side by side like you."

He glanced at everyone: "Tonight, I still have to hold the Trout flag high and play the role of a good Trout family knight."

Green moved his steps and came to the knight from the valley who was standing at the front. He stretched out his hand to straighten his breastplate.

"Lord Green, it is a great honor to fight for you!"

Green patted him on the shoulder and slowly glanced at the people present, saying: "One trout can defeat ten Lannisters, and the Marigold Knight cannot be compared with them. Everyone, I am waiting to reward you. "

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If the stables are on fire, Kleb's thousand soldiers who go to support will cause a riot in the Lannister barracks...

Ser Brynden Tully tied his cloak with a black fish crafted of gold and obsidian. The inner part was dark gray mail, and the outer gorget, shoulder guards, chest guard, gauntlets, greaves and knee guards were all made of black iron. , under his crotch is a war horse wearing a muzzle and a red and blue horse uniform.

Trout family guards on war horses gathered around Brynden, followed mostly by cavalry consisting of strange knights and knight squires, and dozens of Trout flags fluttered in the night.

Suddenly, an unusual fire appeared in the distance, which was in the direction of the Lannister military camp.

Duke Brynden, who had experienced many battles, put on his helmet calmly, and then drew his long sword.

"Follow me and attack!"

Brynden's resolute face was hidden under the shadow of his helmet. He pointed his sword in front of the increasingly bright fire. He kicked his spurs fiercely and rode away first.

The night was like a huge black curtain, covering the earth heavily.

"Riverrun!"

Hundreds of knights moved forward slowly, speed gradually increasing. Charge in the direction of the enemy camp.

Dozens of fluttering trout flags sounded in the night wind. The sound of the friction of armor, the collision of weapons and the neighing of war horses mixed into a chilling war song.

Like a torrent made of steel, they charged towards the Lannister who was already in chaos.

…………

The first ray of sunshine in the morning has just risen from the horizon, and the gauzy morning mist is still filling the forest.

Ser Davon Lannister, who had been on the run all night, stared dully toward the northeast.

He completely lost, he is the sinner of Lannister...

Under the Trout Cavalry's surprise attack last night, the already weak Lannister was defeated without a fight.

At this moment, there were only a dozen red robes and... the Kingsguard and Ser Balon Swann who were guarding him.

The pursuit of trout will continue...

Sir Davon's fist slammed to the ground. Perhaps only when he arrived at Golden Teeth City would he know how many defeated troops he could gather.

"Damn it, damn it!"

Sir Davon sat there and roared in pain. His movement awakened Sir Balon, who was also sitting not far away.

Sir Balon stood up and took out several wine bags from the bag tied to the saddle of his horse.

Before Sir Jaime secretly ordered him to do something (Chapter 369), he really didn't know there was such a special good wine. Maybe... his father and brother knew it.

He walked around and threw the wine to the red robes who were sitting together to rest. It was just right for two people to share a bag of wine.

Finally, Sir Balon sat next to Davon, threw the last wine bag in his hand to him, and untied the wine bag tied around his waist, raised his head... and gulped down the wine.

Licking his cracked lips, Sir Davon pulled out the cork and raised his head to drink the wine.

Glancing at Davon, whose long hair and long beard were tangled together, Sir Balon wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his black hand, then leaned against the tree behind him and looked up.

The morning light shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves, turning into golden rays of light, spreading its brilliance into this green world.

The sun was dazzling, and Sir Balon squinted his eyes, then sighed deeply.

Sir Davon drank most of the wine in the wineskin in one gulp, and heard the voice next to him, saying: "Sir Balon, if it weren't for your help last night, I would probably have stayed there forever..."

He grinned at Balon: "I will thank you very much when we arrive at the Golden Tooth City. Lannister must repay his debts."

Sir Balon forced a corner of his lips and said: "No need to thank me, I just did my best."

Sir Davon scratched his messy hair with his big hand: "If Sir Jaime didn't go to the Stormlands... Alas, it would be good if he was here. Lannister really needs a new guardian of the West at this moment."

He added: "If my cousin knew that I lost to the Blackfish, he would definitely be very disappointed..."

After a long silence, Sir Balon comforted: "Brynden Tully can't win. Don't forget that Duke Crab is still at the foot of Riverrun."

Sir Davon was indeed comforted. He nodded and said, "Maybe he has taken advantage of Trout's dispatch to occupy Riverrun."

He paused suddenly, then angrily said, "Those damn horses! No, I was too lax. I let Trout sneak into the stable and set fire. Damn it!"

After a short silence, Sir Baron slowly exhaled. He pulled the corner of his mouth and agreed, "Yes, last night... everything happened too suddenly."

"You can't just blame those crazy horses!"

Sir Davon continued to be angry: "And those Crab soldiers, if they hadn't run around like idiots and caused chaos, Trout wouldn't have been able to kill into our camp so smoothly!"

With a sound of pooh, he threw at the ground He spat on the ground and gritted his teeth and said, "The famous Vale Knights of the Seven Kingdoms actually lost to such soldiers. They are all trash!"

Sir Baron echoed in a perfunctory tone: "Yes, perhaps if the Crabbe soldiers who came to support us hadn't made a commotion everywhere, we might have discovered Trout's cavalry earlier..."

Sir Davon seemed to have vented his anger, and his voice became much calmer: "I made the biggest mistake. To be honest, I never dreamed that Trout would dare to launch a surprise attack on the Lannister army on the eve of the decisive battle."

He scratched his hair again: "When did he hide so many cavalry? Every day I was thinking about how to break through Riverrun as soon as possible, and I really relaxed my vigilance around me."

After a pause, he shook his head and continued: "This is the biggest lesson I have learned, alas!"

He The tone of the voice was full of emotion: "No wonder Lord Tywin has been ordering the men of the Lannister family to enter the military camp for training..."

Sir Davon patted Balon's thick shoulders with his big hand and invited: "Sir, what are your next plans? If you want to stay in the Golden Tooth for a while, I can help you write a letter to Jaime."

Sir Balon's expression became a little bitter: "Thank you for your kindness, but I want to go to the Stormlands as soon as possible."

Sir Davon said regretfully: "I was going to invite you to help me find that damn traitor together."

Sir Balon's pupils shrank slightly, and he said: "Traitor?"

Sir Davon nodded and said in a deep voice: "The fire in the stable is the 'bugle sound' of Trout's sneak attack. If there is no cooperation from the traitor, how could such a coincidence happen. When I gather the soldiers in the Golden Tooth, I will ask them one by one, and there will always be a pair of eyes that find someone's abnormality."

He clenched his fists: "Lannister must pay his debts! "

Sir Balon glanced at Davon who was roaring like a lion beside him, and murmured: "Yes, it is impossible for Trout's hundreds of cavalry to kill tens of thousands of Lannister soldiers. Perhaps most of the soldiers can escape to the Golden Tooth City..."

At this moment, Baron Swan suddenly missed Stonehelm, his father and his brother very much.

In the anger of Sir Davon, the tangled look on Sir Balon's face that he tried hard to hide completely disappeared.

He raised the wine bag to Davon: "After drinking the wine, let's rest for a while and set off directly."

………

I don't know how long it took, the surroundings were silent, with only the rustling sound of the breeze gently blowing through the leaves.

Sir Davon and the red robes all closed their eyes, lying on the grass under the tree in different postures, and their breathing became even and slow.

After drinking the last sip of wine from the wineskin, Sir Balon stood up and looked down at the sleeping lion with an expressionless face.

Hiss, hiss - he slowly drew out the sword from his waist.

Phew!

In a flash of cold light, hot red sprayed on Ser Balon's face, and Davon Lannister's body and head were separated.

Dang~~dang~dangdang~dang~dangdang~~~~

Moving his steps, the young Kingsguard clutched the long sword dripping with blood, and his bloodshot eyes moved to the red robes on the other side.

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As an observer of the Battle of Riverrun, Lord Greene was very angry when he heard the news of the Lannister defeat.

Under his order, the Kleb soldiers captured the Marquis and Lady of the Twins, Emmon Frey and Gina Lannister, who were hiding in the military camp on the south bank of the Tumblestone River.

The next day, five hundred Kleb soldiers left the Red Fork River camp. Their mission was to escort the Frey and his wife, who were incompetent in combat, to the Twin River City.

…………

In the afternoon, on a tower in Riverrun.

Duke Brynden bowed slightly towards Green and said, "Lord Green, I... thank you very much."

Green turned his head and looked at Heiyu, smiled, and said, "Is your fire of hatred still burning?"

Brynden was startled for a moment, shook his head, and said, "I will be at your disposal."

"Occasionally, the fire of hatred helps."

As he spoke, Green pointed in the southwest direction: "According to the information I received, there are only a few hundred guards in Golden Teeth City. The guard of the Western Region mobilized most of the troops in order to attack Riverrun City."

Duke Brynden looked at the direction Green pointed for a while and said: "If you are willing to give me the task of conquering the Golden Tooth City, I will be honored. I will arrive before the Lannister troops enter the Golden Tooth City."

He hesitated for a moment and said cautiously: "But...I have to remind you that this is tantamount to directly declaring war on Lannister."

Green nodded slightly: "Indeed, this is a good suggestion, Blackfish Knight."

"While Lannister is in chaos..."

Green faced Brynden: "We need to seize the rare opportunity. My plan is that you and I will split into two groups. I will go to King's Landing, and you will go to the Golden Teeth City."

After Green's words fell, Duke Brynden couldn't help but clenched his fists. His weathered face could not hide his surprise, or surprise.

Green's expression was gentle: "Knight Blackfish, since you are my vassal, I will trust you enough. This has nothing to do with the length of time. I believe in your loyalty and ability."

Brynden's chest rose and fell imperceptibly, and he put his right hand on his chest: "...Thank you for your trust."