A crude spear came in response. The Pell knight turned sideways to avoid the thrust of a Wildling. With a flash of sword light, he cut off the enemy's forearm.
Pell Knight kept moving, kicked the enemy over with one kick, stepped forward and stabbed the enemy's neck and chest three times with his sword.
With a whoosh, the sound of arrows piercing the air came.
Pell Knight was about to react when pain came from his flank.
Wildling's bone arrowhead pierced his leather armor, but was blocked by the chain armor inside.
Pell The knight cursed secretly, and the thug grabbed the still trembling feather tail of the arrow, pulled it out from the leather armor, and threw it on the ground.
"Protect Sir!"
"There are archers, up the slope to the west!"
"Archers, fight back!"
Moonlight is worrying, the killing is still going on.
A strong Wildling who looked like a leader stared at the Pell knight in front of him and gritted his teeth. Blood continued to flow from his mouth, and his eyeballs gradually became bloodshot.
Survey Corps The short swords in the hands of the soldiers kept stabbing the Wildling leader's abdomen one after another.
In the past, the Wildling tribe was raided by Survey Corps.
Tonight was the first time Survey Corps was attacked by the Wildling tribe, which made the steady Pell knight feel a little unknown anger.
Pell The knight glanced coldly at the corpse of the Wildling leader lying on the ground.
Wildling leader was stabbed by Survey Corps until his intestines leaked out and his flesh and blood were blurred.
The deeper into the valley, the more ferocious the tribes become.
Pell Knight's old colleague and old friend, Mason Knight, has been responsible for the construction of New-Style Farmstead at Crabb's Lands according to the order of Lord Gryn.
The Mason knights have an increasing demand for food resources, and the Pell knights have to speed up their conquest of the Wildling tribe.
As Survey Corps goes deeper, Vale Wildlings's resistance becomes stronger and stronger, and Survey Corps's casualties gradually increase.
Every soldier of Survey Corps is an elite carefully selected by the knights of Pell, and almost all of them are famous local hunters.
He needs more chain armor and shields. The warlike Pell knight has also felt physically exhausted recently.
Pell Knight feels that Survey Corps needs to be repaired for a while.
Next time, Survey Corps will bring real fear to them.
Camp, starry summer night.
Jaime asked, "Using fear?"
Gryn shrugged. "Targaryen's dragon brought fear to Seven Kingdoms, Targaryen owned Iron Throne. If Mad King owns a giant dragon, King Robert can only hold on to his invincible war hammer and huddle on the beach of Stormlands to smash fish."
Jaime I wanted to smile without any grudge, but the smile was still forced.
Gryn's brown eyes moved slightly, and for Gold Dragon's sake, he took the initiative and said, "Ser Jaime, I prefer to think from others' perspective. What I mean is what would I have done if I were in your shoes at that time.
King's Landing is going to fall, Mad King is going to use Wildfire jars to burn the whole city to the ground, and also demands to sacrifice his father's head.
I have thought many times about what I would choose if it were me, and what else I could do."
Jaime's body trembled slightly, and there was an unprecedented light in his eyes.
Gryn raised his eyes to look at the night sky and sighed softly, "I thought about it again and again, and the conclusion was the same every time, Ser Jaime."
Gryn's body leaned sideways, his eyes moved to Jaime, and he reached out and patted his arm. "Although you have lost your honor, many people live because of you. Your choice is not too bad. Ser Jaime, you are open-minded and not afraid of what others say."
The quality of Jaime·Lannister that Gryn appreciates most is that Jaime does not take advantage of others. This is simple to say, but it is very valuable.
Jaime suddenly felt that Gryn's wisdom was a bit dazzling.
Jaime was feeling emotional. After listening to Gryn's words, for a moment he felt that Tyrion's idea seemed okay.
A small sign, fleeting and gone.
No, absolutely not!
It's late at night, and Gryn is ready to rest. He doesn't care about Jaime's emotional changes. To him, this is just a transaction.
Before leaving, Gryn suddenly said, "Ser Jaime, if you meet a stubborn person, you can also ask me a question."
This is a giveaway from Gryn.
Crabb Manor outside King's Landing, the sky is clear and blue.
There are many grooms in the manor, and they are taking good care of the horses at this time.
Steward Russell, who had finished handling the funeral affairs of the former owner Jefferies, was sitting in the Crabb Manor's pavilion with steward Surana.
Surana The butler was wearing a long skirt and had a short sword tied to the belt around his waist. Russell couldn't help but take a few more glances.
Russell used to take care of Jefferies mainly at King's Landing, but had never been to Crabb Territory.
Russell has heard a lot of Crabb Spear-wife's "reputation" from Jefferies.
If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it's hard to imagine that scene.
Surana took the initiative to solve Russell's doubts. "This sword? King's Landing's merchants are very cunning. Since I brought this, they have become much more honest."
Russell smiled, "Lady Surana, as long as the method is easy to use."
Surana had no intention of continuing this topic and said, "I thought I could relax for a while, but I didn't expect Master Gryn to take you south."
Russell nodded and said, "We will be back soon."
"Then just wait until you come back. I have already confirmed that I am not suitable for dealing with businessmen."
"Okay, ma'am, I'll leave immediately!"
Crackclaw Point, Whispers, the red sun is in the sky.
Although the housekeeper Herschel, who has put on weight in middle age, has been busy, he is a little fatter than before Gryn set off.
After Crabb's old land was recovered, as Mountain Wildlings continued to join New-Style Farmstead under the responsibility of the knight Mason, the population there continued to grow.
Although the Wildling tribe, dominated by Survey Corps and Thorn Legion, can continuously plunder supplies through the Wildling tribe's conquest legion, the rate of plundering is now somewhat unable to keep up with the population growth.
Herschel needs to purchase a batch of grain in advance and is ready to support Crabb's Lands at any time.
Mermaid Harbor, which was recently built, has not yet attracted the interest of major commercial banks.
Those who come to Mermaid Harbor to trade are still small businessmen, so larger-scale transactions still have to rely on Vale businessmen.
The Gold Dragon that the lord finally obtained from King's Landing is probably cheaper than the Vale grain merchant!
Herschel felt very distressed thinking about the 1,000 pieces Gold Dragon that he had just put into the warehouse.
After Miss Lyanna·Crabb married Gulltown a few years ago, although the Vale nobles lifted the trade blockade on Crabb Territory, the prices charged by Vale merchants for Crabb transactions were still on the high side.
Moreover, Crabb Territory did not continue trading with merchant Vale for a period of time. Thinking of this Herschel began to feel sorry for Gold Dragon in the warehouse.
Herschel's steward is Gryn's absolute confidant. He naturally understands that Crabb Territory cannot stop Wildling's speed of transforming the people of the territory. This is about the future of the territory.
Herschel I believe that as long as we survive this period of time, the wheat on the large farmland in the old land will grow sooner or later.