Viserys paused, then turned to Jeor. Mormont and said, "Mormont Lord Commander, increase the number of patrols and manpower of Wall, especially those fortresses close to Frostfangs."
"Especially at night, I need to ensure that even if Others launches a surprise attack, they can hold on long enough to wait for reinforcements to arrive."
Jeor. Mormont nodded and said with a serious expression, "Your Majesty Viserys, we have increased our manpower at all key positions according to your previous instructions, and have stockpiled a large number of Obsidian weapons and Wildfire tanks."
"In addition, Mance Rayder also dispatched some Free Folk hunters who are familiar with the terrain to assist our Rangers in the reconnaissance of Beyond the Wall."
"At present, our defense line is relatively stable, but if Night's King really launches a large-scale Wights army to attack Wall, we will need more troops."
Viserys nodded slightly, turned to Mance Rayder, and said, "Mance, have your tribesmen made arrangements? And have you solved the problem of the radicals?"
Mance Rayder frowned, looking a little helpless, but still said, "Your Majesty, although those guys have restrained themselves, they have no intention of giving up. Some people are still secretly inciting other Free Folk who are dissatisfied with the current situation, claiming that you are using them to be Night's Watch's cannon fodder."
"However, I can assure you that most Free Folk still choose to believe you. After all, it is you who gave them the chance to survive south of Wall. I will help you continue to keep an eye on those restless people. Once they act out of bounds, I will deal with them personally and will not trouble you, Your Majesty."
"Very good."
Viserys said coldly, "I don't want any unstable factors to appear behind my back. If necessary, I don't mind using thunderous means to maintain order. Remember, this is a critical moment for your Free Folk's life and death. Any internal turmoil and division may lead to accidents."
As he spoke, his eyes scanned the faces of everyone present, finally settling on the slightly rough face of Mance Rayder, with an undoubted seriousness in his tone.
Mance Rayder took a deep breath, nodded solemnly, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely handle the internal problems of Free Folk in the shortest possible time. Although most of Free Folk seem rough, they also understand who is the one who can really lead them to survive."
"In addition, inform the commanders of Wall castles and ask them to cancel all non-essential patrols. Now Beyond the Wall is no longer safe. Night's King is likely to appear at any time. We just need to wait for work. As for you, Beric Ser..."
Viserys looked at Beric, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and said, "You have done a good job before, but we still need one or two teams to go out to detect the intelligence of Others, including those who are still stationed in Caste Castle. I need you to continue to lead the team to bring the information back and reduce other unnecessary losses."
Beric heard Viserys's words, straightened his back, saluted again, and said, "I obey, Your Majesty, everything is for the living."
"Yes, you are right, everything is for the living."
Viserys responded lightly, then turned to Mace. Tyrell, who had been silent, and several other pale-faced lords, and said in a cold tone, "Lord Mace, you also heard it, that's why I must personally throw you southern gentlemen into this ghost place."
"Here, you no longer have the Rose of Highgarden, and you no longer have the pampering of Stormlands. You can only face life and death. I hope you can understand that your army will not only be used to decorate the House Tyrell facade in the future."
"Next, I need you to mobilize your manpower as much as possible, and cooperate with the old people in Night's Watch to strengthen the defenses of the castles on the west side of Wall. That is the area where Others's activities are most frequent, and it is also the place where they are most likely to be breached, so I will leave such an important place to you."
Mace. Tyrell looked pale, but now he did not dare to have the slightest objection. He could only nod in panic and said tremblingly, "Yes... yes, Your Majesty, I will arrange the manpower immediately without delay."
Viserys nodded with satisfaction, then picked up the warm wine on the table and drank it in one gulp. The warm wine slid down his throat, dispelling the last bit of chill around Council Chamber.
Viserys put down the wine glass and ordered, "By the way, let all Maester you can contact check the information about those blood runes and see if you can find any exact records. Although you said there is no way to record them, there should be some records about these traces or characteristics that can be analyzed."
Jeor. Mormont immediately responded, "Yes, Your Majesty, we have arranged for Maester Aemon to start research before. Although he is old, he still has a long history in ancient times." The North's attainments in literature and mysticism are unparalleled. In addition, we also sent Raven to Citadel to study related knowledge."
"The response from Citadel will take time, and Maester Aemon's energy is limited."
Viserys said in a calm tone, "I don't want to put all my hopes in the pile of paper. Mormont Lord Commander, let Maester Aemon give priority to the records related to the 'ancient sacrifice', especially the records before and after the end of Long Night."
Jeor. Mormont nodded solemnly and said, "I will personally arrange more manpower to help Maester Aemon, and ask Samwell. Tarly to help him compile a preliminary intelligence for you as soon as possible."
"Very good."
Viserys stood up and said, "That's it for tonight's meeting. Mance, go back and take care of your people. Mr. Mace, bring people as soon as possible to reinforce the defense line that has been divided for you."
"Beric Ser, you have a day off tomorrow. I will see you setting off with the most elite team early the morning after tomorrow. Remember, all I want is information, not unnecessary sacrifices. If the situation is not right, withdraw Wall immediately. Coming back alive is more important than anything else."
"As for you, Mormont Lord Commander, you continue to follow the arrangements just now, and report any new findings to me immediately."
"As you command, Your Majesty." Everyone stood up and saluted, responding in unison.
Although their hearts were still shrouded by the increasingly cold chill in the north, Viserys's calm and strong arrangement just now allowed them to find a backbone, and now their voices sounded more determined and confident.
As Viserys led Daenerys and turned away from Council Chamber, the thick oak Wooden Door slowly closed, isolating the wind and snow outside, and temporarily shutting out the oppressive feeling from the terrifying existence thousands of years ago.
However, everyone present looked at each other, and they all knew that the real storm they were going to face next had just begun to brew.