Chapter 114 Strategy and Situation
Silent sponges are rare, the vast black water, and the raindrops that fall without anyone noticing and hit the sea surface.
The salt water carried the sea breeze, or the sea breeze carried the salt water. Xion stood on the bow of the boat, enjoying the raindrops and the sea breeze blowing on his face.
The seawater moves slowly in the human eye, just like the waves hitting the hull of the ship. Xion didn't even see the white foam that was stirred up. Only the dark seawater made seemingly inadvertent waves, but they contained great power. Hit the hull.
For Theon, this power is very evocative and enjoyable.
He is a sea monster and a northern wolf wandering the ocean, but he is ultimately the heir to the Iron Islands, a ferocious and plundering formidable sea monster.
There was a nun sitting in the cabin, and Theon knew at a glance that she was not a devout nun. The seven-star Bible next to her was placed casually in a corner of the cabin every day. The nun also responded with a chuckle to his teasing.
Theon couldn't tell how old the nun was, twenty? Too young, thirty? He wasn't sure.
But it doesn't matter. This is one of the few distractions during the long journey. He plans to marry her tonight.
Seven gods? What the devil cares is that he is a follower of the old god the Drowned God, a pure ironborn, and the beliefs of the southerners are hypocritical and cumbersome.
Xion looked at the nun's tall body and beautiful fair face, immeasurable desire gushing out from her lower body.
He remembered Robb's instructions.
"Cavalry, we can't attack the fortress, but we can indeed make it look like we are attacking the fort." Robb Stark described to him this way. The Duke of Winterfell is his brother, and he is even respected as his brother by Robb. Such an identity , I'm afraid everyone in the Iron Islands will obey.
"The fleet of the Iron Islands is unrivaled in the Seven Kingdoms. To pretend to capture Casterly Rock, you must have the drama of attacking Lannister Port at sea. This is your one-man show, Theon." Robb looked at him, with no emotion in his eyes. Concealment is all about trust.
"Davon has stationed heavy troops in the Western Region all over the mountains. We must make a breakout. As long as the troops in Golden Tooth City, the Valley and the Riverland cooperate well, Davon will definitely defend to the end. I firmly believe that I will want to Breakout to the Riverlands ”
"This confidence will end when news of Casterly Rock's crisis reaches him." Robb said firmly.
"But you don't want to take Casterly Rock." These words came from Theon, who looked at the confident Robb.
"Taking Casterly Rock City is always the last step. I can't attack Casterly Rock City with the risk of the cavalry being destroyed," Robb said.
"But Davon will think that he has been tricked, and he will do his best to make up for his mistakes." Xion smiled.
Robb nodded appreciatively, "He will lead his army back to Casterly Rock City and try to save it." Robb pointed to the mountain road from Branded City to Casterly Rock City on the map. "And our goal is not Casterly Rock City, but the return of Da Feng.”
"What if he hesitates and doesn't fall into the trap?" Theon asked this question.
"There is no problem. If Davon falls into the trap, it will naturally be the best result. If not," Robb smiled slightly, "Can the Western Army in Casterly Rock stop thousands of Northern Cavalry? No, he will only Huddled in the city, watching the northerners steal their food and supplies, and solve the northerners' own logistical problems."
"We can live in the West until we die, and Davon will be completely passive." Robb told the whole plan.
Standing on the bow of the ship, Theon felt more and more that this strategy could completely bring the Western Territory under the control of the Northerners, and Davon would give up all the space to the Northern Cavalry due to his rigid defense.
They could even cut off the connection between Casterly Rock and Branded City, cutting off Davon's supplies.
In short, the Northern Cavalry will not fall into defeat.
"Hey, Northerner," the nun shouted roughly.
Theon turned around subconsciously and said, "I am not an ordinary northerner. I am from Winterfell. I am Duke Robb." He spoke fluently in Northern Common Tongue and was slightly taken aback, "I am not a northerner. , I am an ironborn, a pure ironborn, and a member of the noblest family among the ironborn."
The nun raised her eyebrows exaggeratedly, "Really? Then you are the Ironborn bandit who looks most like a northerner."
"Damn it, I'm not." Xion shut up at his own expense. He didn't want to argue with the nun. He would only force her to hear him clearly at night, he swore.
"The art of knighthood requires a long time of training, for Master Robin, Duke Attis." Vardis Egan whispered to Attis solemnly.
Arya and Robin were shooting arrows together, and Nymeria was sitting next to them. Obviously, the little wolf girl's archery skills were much better than Robin's. "The knight's dance of Westeros is not suitable for a noble lord." Syrio Forel's foreign accent made the Eyrie City coach quite dissatisfied.
"Do you know the way of knighthood, man of Braavos?" Vardis Egan said, "Master Robin is a member of the Arryn family, the younger brother of Duke Attis, and is destined to become a valley as high as glory. Knights, even if they are not suitable, they still have to practice.”
Silio disagreed, "Duke Attis, if you want your brother to receive a more suitable education, you should not let him be exposed to the martial arts of tin cans. He is suitable for flying. I can see that he is eager to fly. In this case, Qing Qing Ru Feiyan’s water dance is really suitable for him, and I am willing to be his dance teacher.”
"The martial arts of the tin can? Don't insult the swordsmanship of the Canyon Knight, Braavos man." Vardis Egan said dissatisfiedly.
Attis coughed twice, "This depends on Robin's own choice, and I don't want to get involved." He looked at Bachelor Colemon aside, "Master Colemen, I am more concerned about his studies."< br>
Kemen was stunned for a moment, then said: "Master Robin's studies are progressing quite smoothly." He thought of the embarrassing incident where Robin confused Lannister's lion banner with Baratheon's crowned stag banner. Very good.”
"Okay." Attis responded simply.
"Whoosh!" The arrow hit the bull's-eye steadily, and Robin looked worriedly at the proud Arya.
"You're a girl, why are you so good at arrows?" Robin asked in confusion.
"I'm not just a girl, I'm also a wolf, Robin." Arya squinted at the weak Robin. This Aelin was nothing like his brother and couldn't even draw a bow.
"Is a wolf so good at bows and arrows?" Robin said questioningly. He was not only questioning Arya, but also himself.
"Of course." Arya gently threw the seedless fruit in her hand to Nymeria and stroked her hair.
Attis looked at the gap between Robin and Arya behind them and said, "How long has it been since Robin had epilepsy?"
"It's been nearly half a month. Ever since I played with Miss Arya, I rarely have seizures again. Even if I have seizures, they are not as serious as before." Kemen said.
"Poor kid," Syrio lamented.
"Master Robin will not be pitied, only the weak." Vardis said.
Attis smiled softly, "He is a perfect match for the little wolf girl."
Vardis and Coleman looked at each other, and the coach of the Eagle's Nest showed a rare smile, "I couldn't agree more, Your Majesty the Duke."
Ange came from behind, "Master Attis, news from Harrenhal."
Attis picked up the letter and read it carefully, "Royce's cavalry blocked Tywin's 20,000 troops so that Count Luce could judge the best opportunity for a decisive battle. At the same time, he sent thousands of cavalry to follow Eustace. Hunter moves westward.”
"According to the current situation, Lannister is bound to lose," Coleman said. "Perhaps after solving the West, we should make a choice in front of the two kings, sir."
Attis nodded. The defeat of the Lannister is the most likely thing in the current situation of the Seven Kingdoms. Even if Davon Lannister is lucky enough to hold off Robb's cavalry, it will not be able to expand the results much. Tywin's movement Neither north nor south, Harrenhal's Wolfhawk coalition and Bitterbridge's southern army were watching each other, both seeming to be waiting for the best opportunity to advance.
For Lannister, the most honorable exit is to retreat to the West, hand over Joffrey, and surrender.
"Is there any news about Storm's End Castle yet?" Attis asked.
"Unfortunately, the news from the Stormlands seemed to be swallowed up by the storm, and no raven came from Storm's End." Kemen waved his hand and said.
Attis held his breath. Stannis only had more than 5,000 troops, most of them sailors. Although there were not many defenders at Storm's End, it was a castle that had always performed miracles. It was normal that Stannis did not capture it. , and then Renly's tens of thousands of cavalry are the real threat.
The fight between Stannis and Renly is ultimately a fight for legal rights, and killing each other on the battlefield is not considered parricide. According to the actual situation, Renly is probably bound to win.
The most likely situation at the moment is that Renly ascends the throne and the Southland ascends to the status of the original Alliance of Fish, Deer, Wolves and Eagles.
Attis sighed slightly. In fact, no matter whether he was sitting on the Iron Throne, no one would ignore the power of the valley. Renly looked gorgeous, but he did not believe that the consumption of a hundred thousand troops would allow Renly to continue to delay. Look. His deeds along the way, banquets, and martial arts tournaments, even if he is as wealthy as the Southern Territory, it is impossible to withstand the consumption. This long summer has been long enough, the weather has turned cold, and the long winter may come soon. By then, the Southern Territory will Will pay for Renly's actions.
(End of chapter)