Chapter 211: Wolf King Ravages the Westerlands, House Frey

Brynden Tully, the Blackfish, and the army commanded by the Young Wolf Robb, finally captured the Golden Tooth, the throat fortress of the Westerlands.

This legion of over thirty thousand men had rested and built up their strength outside the Golden Tooth for a long time, and now they had finally broken through; the Young Wolf Robb's legion was like a tiger descending from the mountains, and the Westerlands Army was routed on this night of blood.

Giant King Mag grabbed a Lannister Knight whose breastplate bore a roaring lion; the roar he let out was like a thunderclap, making the surrounding Westerlands soldiers feel their spines tremble. Giant King Mag tore the knight in his hands apart as if he were tearing a toy doll, and blood splattered everywhere.

There were also giants riding mammoths; the Westerlands knights could not control their mounts in front of the mammoths at all, and many knights fell from their horses one after another, running on the ground, only to be trampled into meat pies by the mammoths.

"Sixskins" Varamyr, the snow bear beneath him standing over four meters tall, had the snow bear crush the head of a Westerlands infantryman with a single slap, and Varamyr's three wolves tore apart a fat soldier of House Crakehall, who let out a miserable, blood-curdling scream.

Samantha's terrorbird was stronger than a bear, charging back and forth on the battlefield; the terrorbird's beak was like a warhammer, easily smashing the breastplate of a knight of House Brax, piercing the knight's sternum, causing him to spit blood and fall to the ground.

Prince of Giant Eagles Michu's giant eagle searched for prey in the sky, diving and pouncing; every time it struck from the sky, it cost a Westerlands soldier their life.

The magic dragon flew over the battlefield, gnawing on the charred corpses of Westerlands soldiers.

The Westerlands Army was in rout, Duke Tywin fainted to the ground and was rescued by Kevan, retreating toward the west; Kevan led the remnants to a hill, and Addam Marbrand, Jaime, Harys Swyft, and others arrived at the hill one after another with their remaining troops.

Jaime's white cloak was stained with blood, his gilded sword covered in gore, and many Westerlands men were wounded; he picked up a wineskin to give Duke Tywin a drink, and at this moment, Duke Tywin slowly woke up.

The sounds of killing from the east drew near, and Duke Tywin was deeply depressed, "Have we been defeated?"

Jaime said helplessly, "The Wolf King's army has giants, mammoths, skinchangers, beasts, and even a magic dragon; it is truly too brutal. Compared to these beasts and the magic dragon, the Knight of Flowers, the Red Viper, the beauty Brienne, and the Hound Sandor are much gentler."

The weak-willed Lord of Cornfield, Harys Swyft, who was Kevan's father-in-law, said, "Duke Tywin, the Westerlands' defensive line has collapsed, and we have no chance of winning against the Wolf King's army; we can sue for peace."

Tywin snorted, "The High Septon rebukes Cersei and Joffrey for harming the followers of the Seven in King's Landing, and now the Church is calling on believers to overthrow the Lannisters; with the undead running rampant, the Wolf King could never accept a truce or peace."

Tywin braced himself and drew his golden sword, "I would rather die on the charge than surrender! Charge! This time I will lead the charge myself."

Having spent decades in the saddle, Duke Tywin had always commanded from the rear, but now that he was personally acting as the vanguard, it seemed he had made up his mind to die.

Kevan tried to dissuade him, "The Golden Tooth has fallen, our morale is low, and our army is already in shambles tonight; many soldiers are wounded, so what is the difference between charging now and suicide? We must temporarily avoid their edge and retreat first."

Duke Tywin said bitterly, "Retreat? Retreat to Lannisport? The River Road to Casterly Rock has already been cut off by the enemy, and there are enemies everywhere; where else can I retreat to?"

Kevan pointed to the west, "Wolf King Eddard has gathered his army, so the defenses around Castamere must be empty; our army should march quickly to Castamere to find temporary shelter, and then take the coastal road back to Casterly Rock."

"Harlen's North Coast Fleet has raided the fishing villages around Ketch and Feastfires; fortunately, the enemy's attacks on the castles and towns along the Westerlands coast have been repelled, and the enemy fleet is now blockading the coast near the Westerlands. Once we reach Casterly Rock, we can gather the armies of Ketch, Feastfires, and Lannisport to fight Wolf King Eddard to the death."

Castamere was the place where Tywin Lannister had made his name in a single battle years ago.

Back then, before he became a duke, Tywin had swept away House Reyne of Castamere and House Tarbeck of Tarbeck Hall with thunderous force; these two great houses had attempted to challenge the Lannister rule in the Westerlands and were brutally suppressed by Duke Tywin.

The castle ruins of Castamere and Tarbeck Hall, along with the sealed caves, had become silent tombstones.

"The Rains of Castamere" had made countless nobles and commoners in Westeros tremble with fear; now, for Duke Tywin to be defeated and have to seek refuge in Castamere was a supreme irony.

Duke Tywin had no choice but to lead his remnants and march west toward Castamere.

Wolf King Eddard met with Brynden Tully, the Young Wolf Robb, and Domeric, who had been rescued from the dungeons of the Golden Tooth, in the camp.

Previously, Domeric had been captured by the Kingslayer Jaime during the fighting in the Riverlands and had been imprisoned in the Golden Tooth dungeons ever since. The Wolf King's army captured the Golden Tooth, and Robb rescued Domeric from the dungeons.

The Heir of the Dreadfort, Domeric, was one of Eddard's favorite wards, and Eddard embraced him, "Domeric, you have finally returned to the pack."

Domeric said, "I knew the Wolf Prince and Robb would come to save me."

Afterward, the Lightning Lord brought the Hound Sandor, the beauty Brienne, and the Knight of Flowers Loras.

Eddard smiled, "Welcome to the Wolf King's army."

The Hound Sandor, Brienne, and the Knight of Flowers Loras were all stained with the blood of battle; they were the fiercest warriors.

The Hound Sandor said gruffly, "Wolf King, as long as you leave my brother the Mountain to me, I, the Hound, am willing to follow the direwolf."

The Knight of Flowers Loras said, "Wolf Prince, Brienne and I have joined the Wolf Prince along with Renly Baratheon; we hope the Wolf Prince will treat Renly Baratheon well."

Eddard said, "Rest assured, Renly is at Riverrun, assisting Lord Hoster and Edmure in managing the rear; I will not forget your contributions, nor will I forget Renly's."

Afterward, Greatjon Umber, the Heir of White Harbor Wylis Manderly, Lady Maege Mormont, Lord Herman Tallhart, Lord Bolton, and other Northern nobles gathered around Eddard.

Roose Bolton said softly, "Wolf Prince, my son Domeric has been rescued; I can finally rest easy."

Eddard had never trusted Roose Bolton, and now Roose Bolton was becoming increasingly marginalized in the Winter Wolves, responsible for the supply train. At first, Roose Bolton had occasionally complained about not being given important tasks, but now he seemed accustomed to it.

Greatjon Umber clenched his fists.

"We Northerners have followed the Wolf Prince to conquer Skagos, conquer Beyond the Wall, and annex the Vale of Arryn and the Riverlands; now it is the Westerlands' turn, and old thief Tywin's backside has almost been beaten to a pulp by the Wolf King's army! Our army has taken the Golden Tooth, the three-pronged army has converged, and the Lannister defensive line has collapsed."

Brynden Tully said, "Our army attacked the city fiercely, drawing the enemy's attention, which bought an opportunity for a sneak attack via the small path. Robb led the army, guided by Grey Wind, along the small path to circle behind the mountains and attack the side gate of the Golden Tooth."

"The news of the Lannisters slaughtering the followers of the Seven and desecrating the Seven in King's Landing made the Westerlands knights inside the Golden Tooth restless, and some knights with a conscience opened the side gate for our army. We finally took the Golden Tooth, seizing a large amount of grain, armor, weapons, siege engines, and warhorses from the Westerlands, and capturing hundreds of Westerlands nobles and knights."

The Young Wolf Robb felt heavy-hearted, "However, victory is always accompanied by casualties. When House Frey was attacking the front, boiling oil and volleys of arrows killed many warriors of House Frey, including the commander of the Frey forces, Aenys Frey, and Hosteen Frey."

Wolf King Eddard's expression was solemn, but his heart was blooming with joy; the more Freys that died, the better.

In Eddard's impression, Aenys Frey and Hosteen Frey were both sons of Lord Walder and were the brave and battle-hardened type in House Frey.

Previously, Lord Walder's bastard Walder Rivers and another son, Raymond Frey, had died in the sneak attack on the small path at the Golden Tooth.

With so many of Lord Walder's sons dying at the hands of the Lannisters, Lord Walder was sending his children to the grave before him, and House Frey would hate the Lannisters even more. In the war, the weakening of House Frey would make them more loyal and obedient to the Starks and the Tullys.

After the death of Aenys Frey, the command of the Frey army fell to Lyman Frey, who was Lord Walder's eldest grandson and the eldest son of the Heir of The Twins, Ser Stevron; he was a fat man in his forties, bald, and reeking of alcohol.

According to Brynden Tully, Ser Lyman Frey's life in the army was very simple: eating, drinking, and fooling around with prostitutes every day; he was a typical waste.

Once Lord Walder and Ser Stevron passed away, Lyman Frey would be the Heir of The Twins; with such a waste as the head of the Frey family at the river crossing, Eddard could find an opportunity to strip away some of their fiefs and continue to weaken the power of House Frey.

Eddard took Lyman Frey's hand, "Ser Lyman, your two uncles died in battle at the Golden Tooth, and the warriors of House Frey gave their precious lives; I will not forget the contribution of House Frey."

With his two uncles dead, Lyman Frey's mood did not seem to be affected, and he said, "I will send men to return the bodies of Aenys, Hosteen, and the previously fallen Walder Rivers and Raymond to The Twins. My grandfather, Lord Walder, will be sad, but he will proudly watch these loyal warriors return to The Twins."

Eddard took out gold to reward every noble and general; after all, the Westerlands had plenty of gold and silver.

Afterward, Eddard turned to the surrounding generals.

"Now that Duke Tywin has become a stray dog fleeing to the west, who is willing to lead the cavalry to hunt down Duke Tywin?"

The Red Viper Oberyn squeezed over, "Dorne has a deep blood feud with the old thief Tywin; this task belongs to me!"

Greatjon Umber shouted, "This honor should belong to the Northerners who were the first to follow the Wolf King; who is more suitable than me?"

Ser Lyn Corbray said, "I possess the Valyrian Steel Sword Lady Forlorn and am the best swordsman; I should be the one to lead the troops to hunt down Tywin."

Nobles from all over requested to fight, and Ser Lyman, infected by the emotion, also roared twice.

"House Frey requests to fight! Hunt down Tywin!"

Eddard placed his hand on Lyman Frey's shoulder. "The Frey House is full of loyalty and courage. I entrust this mission to you."

Lyman Frey was startled, his expression clearly saying, "With so many people requesting to fight, is it really appropriate to think so highly of me?"

However, since he had been chosen, Lyman Frey had no choice but to accept the mission and lead the Frey House cavalry to pursue Duke Tywin.

After the nobles dispersed, only Brynden Tully and Robb remained by Eddard's side.

The Blackfish said, "Duke Tywin is extremely skilled in warfare. Although the Westerlands Army was defeated and retreated west, they will surely ambush troops at the narrow passes of the canyons. Lyman Frey is a mediocrity; how could he possibly be a match for Duke Tywin?"

Eddard said, "It would be difficult for anyone to capture and kill Tywin in a single battle, so let the Frey House try!"

It would be best if the Frey House and the Lannister fought until both sides were crippled.

Eddard continued, "Tywin is leading the remnants of the Westerlands Army to march toward Castamere. The castle there was long ago destroyed by Tywin himself; the Lannister cannot stay there for long. Tywin's target is clearly still Casterly Rock. Tywin, the Kingslayer, is attempting to take the coastal road to retreat back to Casterly Rock."

"Ser Brynden, you and Robb must lead twenty thousand troops with all speed to march on Casterly Rock and Lannisport. I will lead the remaining army to continue hunting the Lannister."

Robb said with satisfaction, "The Lannister will be finished soon."

Eddard was unconvinced, "The Lannister of the Westerlands may be so, but do not forget, there are still Lannister in King's Landing. Cersei, the Death Storm, Rhaegar Targaryen, and the likes of the Undead Warrior might be even more dangerous than Tywin."

In King's Landing, Cersei sat on the Iron Throne.

The Undead Warrior Ogbeta was in a black robe, "Your Majesty the Queen Regent, the Death Storm, along with the Undead Army and the Kingswood Brotherhood, has captured Haystack Hall of the Erol family, Fell Hall of the Fell House, and Bronzegate of the Buckler House in the Stormlands. Stannis has retreated with his army to Storm's End."

"The Stormlands north of Storm's End all belong to King Joffrey and Your Majesty the Queen Regent!"

Cersei was as happy as a little girl, "Stannis is no match for the Undead Army."

The Undead Warrior Ogbeta revealed a fawning smile, "At the same time, the Northern Army led by Rhaegar Targaryen has occupied Stokeworth, Rosby, Harrenhal, Sow's Horn, and other castles in the Crownlands, and the Undead Army is marching toward Harrenhal."

Cersei said, "The Wolf King Eddard's daughters Sansa and Arya, as well as the she-wolf Catelyn, are all at Harrenhal. If Harrenhal is captured, bring them to King's Landing. I want to personally sacrifice Eddard's wife and daughters to the Great Other!"

Once upon a time, King's Landing had been reduced to an island within the Crownlands. Now, the Undead Army had rapidly captured the Stormlands and large swathes of the Crownlands, with its military force pointing directly at the two magnificent castles of Harrenhal and Storm's End. Cersei was filled with ambition and pride.

The Undead Warrior said, "Your Majesty the Queen Regent, unfortunately, victory is also mixed with a hint of failure. Yesterday, when I gazed into the darkness, I saw that Duke Tywin's Westerlands Army suffered a crushing defeat at the Westerlands fortress of Golden Tooth. The Wolf King's giants, skinchangers, beasts, and Magic Dragon are wreaking havoc on the lands of the Westerlands."

Lancel, who was to the side, became nervous, "Undead Warrior, did you see my father, Ser Kevan? Was he injured? Are my brothers and mother still alive?"

Lancel had previously been quite devout toward the Seven, and every time he went to bed with Cersei, Lancel would put on a show of repenting before the Seven. However, after the Great Other rose in King's Landing and the Undead Warrior and Cersei executed the followers of the Seven, Lancel immediately became a follower of the Great Other.

Now, the Church of the Great Other in King's Landing has been officially established. Lucan of the Frey House has become the first High Septon of the Great Other, and Lancel is among the first batch of Death Knights of the Church of the Great Other. Lancel is responsible for commanding the Black Robe Army, and the Black Robe Army are all followers of the Great Other.

The Undead Warrior said, "War always involves death. Who knows whether your family is alive or dead?"

Lancel turned to Cersei, "Your Majesty the Queen Regent, you and I are both children of the Lannister. Now that the lands of the Westerlands are being ravaged by the Wolf King's army, please immediately dispatch the Undead Army to rescue the Westerlands."

Cersei remained unmoved and gave a light hum, "Back then, when I was in King's Landing and asked for help from Duke Tywin and Jaime in the Westerlands, they refused to send troops to rescue me. Now that they cannot even protect the Westerlands, you want me to send troops to save them? No rush. If they cannot stay in the Westerlands, the Lannister of the Westerlands can flee to King's Landing, and I will take them in."

Lancel said gloomily, "If you refuse to send troops to rescue the Lannister of the Westerlands, perhaps Duke Tywin, Jaime, and my father Ser Kevan might all be killed by the Wolf King's army."

Cersei said dejectedly, "Rest assured, once the Undead Army captures Harrenhal, the Wolf King Eddard will naturally withdraw his troops from the Westerlands. This is called the strategy of 'besieging Harrenhal to save Casterly Rock.' Once I wipe out Stannis in the Stormlands, the Wolf King Eddard and the Riverlands of the Tully family will be my next victims."

"Even if we take a step back and say that even if all the Lannister in the Westerlands were to die, our Great Other and the Undead Warrior can resurrect them to continue fighting the Wolf King Eddard. What are you panicking about?"

If Duke Tywin and Ser Kevan died, Cersei would not feel heartache, because Cersei believed that once the Great Other resurrected Duke Tywin and Ser Kevan, they would become Cersei's Dark Servants, and they would no longer be able to boss Cersei around as they had before.

On the contrary, the undead Tywin and Ser Kevan would work tirelessly to govern the country for Cersei, requiring no salary, and even saving on the costs of eating, drinking, and excreting.

Tywin had served as Hand of the King for decades, and Ser Kevan's abilities were also sufficient to serve as Hand of the King. Once the Wolf King Eddard and Stannis were eliminated, Cersei could build Westeros into a powerful undead kingdom.

The only thing Cersei would feel regret over was the Kingslayer Jaime. After her younger brother became an undead, he would lose his body heat and lose his passion in bed.

In the Throne Room's Dark Artifact, seven followers of the Seven were personally executed by Joffrey. Joffrey was covered in butcher's oil and stained with blood. The current Joffrey was becoming increasingly bloodthirsty, and every day he would personally use a butcher's knife to sacrifice followers of the Seven to the Great Other. The screams and fear of the dying were transformed into black Magic and absorbed by the Dark Artifact.

The Undead Warrior Ogbeta revealed a bloody smile.

"Your Majesty Cersei, our territory is growing larger, and in the future, there will be more followers of the Seven to sacrifice. In the future, I will also sacrifice followers of the Old Gods, followers of the Red God, and other heretics to the Great Other."

"The power of the Great Other will grow increasingly strong. One day, we will be able to resurrect the ice dragon, capture Storm's End and Harrenhal, Winterfell, and wipe out all the human fireworks in the world."

At Harrenhal, Catelyn, Arya, and Sansa stood on the city walls.

Rhaegar Targaryen's Undead Army was at the gates.

When Catelyn was young, Rhaegar Targaryen was known for his beauty, and every Maiden dreamed of marrying Rhaegar Targaryen. Many years later, Catelyn had become a middle-aged noblewoman, yet Rhaegar Targaryen still maintained his youth, his silver hair and purple eyes so beautiful they were heartbreaking.

Sansa could not help but sigh, "Rhaegar Targaryen is so handsome! He is simply the perfect Prince and perfect Knight from the songs."

Arya said dejectedly, "He didn't walk out of the songs; he crawled out of the grave. He is a Death Knight!"

Rhaegar Targaryen rode on a white dead horse, "Lord Rickard, Lady Catelyn, surrender immediately!"

Lord Rickard Karstark made a face, "If we surrender to the living, we can still beg for our lives. If we surrender to the dead, what can we obtain?"

"Mercy!"

Lady Catelyn said, "Rhaegar Targaryen, back then King Robert killed you at the Trident. He gave you mercy, yet you crawled out of the grave. As someone who has died once, what is it you have returned to the world for?"

Rhaegar Targaryen said gloomily, "For love and the wishes unfulfilled in life. I will capture Winterfell, resurrect Lyanna Stark, and together with Lyanna Stark, serve the Great Other."

Lord Rickard said in a gruff voice, "You are nothing but a puppet of the Great Other. Rhaegar, controlled by the Great Other, is a Dark Servant, not the legendary Rhaegar Targaryen. We will never surrender!"

Rhaegar Targaryen waved his hand, and the Undead Army behind him began to clamor and attack the city.

For a time, the undead Catapults fired stones, smashing toward the walls of Harrenhal. Due to the limited range, the enemy's stones could only reach two-thirds of the height of the walls at most, and then bounced off harmlessly.

For three hundred years, apart from Dragonfire, no Siege Engine could do anything to Harrenhal.

Previously, Catelyn and the Harrenhal commander Rickard Karstark had already sent tens of thousands of civilians from near Harrenhal to the Stone Hedge of the House Bracken, Raventree Hall of the House Blackwood, Riverrun, the city of Arlan and Wayfarer's Rest of the House Vance, and the territory of Pinkmaiden of the House Piper.

Harrenhal was packed with elite troops, possessing over twenty thousand Warriors and ten thousand craftsmen, servants, and laborers. The smithies and the Alchemist guild workshops were producing armor, crossbow bolts, and Wildfire every day.

Previously, the Wildfire from King's Landing had been sent entirely to the North by the Wolf King Eddard. Considering that Harrenhal was an important castle in the south, Eddard had ordered Lord Wyman of White Harbor months ago to transport one hundred jars of Wildfire from the North to Harrenhal, and had also mobilized a group of Alchemists to produce Wildfire at Harrenhal.

Now, the Wildfire at Harrenhal was very plentiful. At the same time, with the help of the giants of Harrenhal and the craftsmen of the Riverlands, one hundred giant Catapults were erected on the walls of Harrenhal, standing in multiple directions along the walls.

Lord Rickard Karstark gave the order, and the Catapults on the walls began to return fire. Compared to the Catapults, the undead's Catapults were simply children's toys. The Catapults had a longer range, and many of the undead's Catapults were struck by giant stones, and some of the undead were destroyed by the giant stones.

Subsequently, Skeleton Warriors and Undead Warriors carried scaling ladders and began to attack Harrenhal.

Before the enemy could even get close, Lord Rickard gave the order, and Fire Arrows were shot from the walls. Skeleton Warriors and Undead Warriors screamed repeatedly. A few scaling ladders approached Harrenhal, and the Skeleton Warriors began to climb up the ladders. Boiling oil was poured down from the walls, and the Skeleton Warriors let out horrific screams, emitted a puff of white smoke, and turned into a pile of dry bones. This time, they were truly dead.

The walls were filled with large pots filled with boiling oil everywhere, and the craftsmen had modified some drainage pipes shaped like Direwolves. During the war, these pipes would roll down boiling oil.

Seeing that he could not win, Rhaegar Targaryen waved his hand, and the Undead Army retreated rapidly, withdrawing toward the Gods Eye in the south.

Catelyn was filled with excitement, "We have beaten back the enemy!"

Lord Rickard said indifferently, "My lady, this is merely a small attempt by the army of the Undead. With a light snap of his fingers, Rhaegar Targaryen was repelled by our forces, but he will attack other places. There are graves and bones everywhere; mortals will always die, the Undead have plenty of troops, and worst of all, the Undead do not know fear."

Sansa asked worriedly, "Will the Undead attack the Children of the Forest on the Isle of Faces in the Gods Eye?"

Lord Rickard said, "The Isle of Faces is a holy site of the Old Gods and protects us; even the Undead dare not easily attack the Isle of Faces."

"In any case, the Undead are far more dangerous than the Lannister. I hope the Wolf King ends the war in the Westerlands soon and comes to Harrenhal to confront the Undead."

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