Quanyou: I loaded the Demon Hunter system

Chapter 186 Fight against the outside world or secure the inside?

"Unfortunately, the Night Watch Legion can't do it. The legion's strength is too small. If those wildlings really go crazy, we will definitely be unable to stop them. Unless we increase our strength, it will be absolutely impossible."

Lord Commander Mormont sighed, and the white smoke he exhaled was extremely obvious under the white sunlight. The Night Watch Legion could do too little, after all, they only had a few hundred people.

Now, the matter is finally clear, and Clay also fully understands why Commander-in-Chief Mormont came to Winterfell. This is really not up to their weakened Night Watch Legion. Without the support of the North, their destruction It's just a blink of an eye.

Because if people were let in, the wildness of the free folk was unruly, and to ensure that they would not cause trouble, hundreds of night watchmen would definitely not be able to handle it, and more people had to be sent.

In this era, there is actually no generational difference in equipment. To put it bluntly, if you pick up a wooden stick and put some rusty nails on it, this thing will immediately become a weapon with a tetanus bonus.

As long as it is hit, even if it is a knight or a well-trained soldier, with the medical level and scarce medical resources of this era, the length of time will be extended, and the theoretical damage will be similar to that of a sophisticated weapon that takes time and effort to forge.

Therefore, the Night Watch Corps had to guard tens of thousands of savages. Although most of them were women, children and children, that was not something that could be accomplished by a few hundred people. This meant that the northern border had to send someone to help.

This is the real purpose of Commander-in-Chief Mormont going south. The decision-making power for this matter is actually not with the Great Wall, but with Robb Stark, who has just become king, and Clay, who controls the army.

If Winterfell rejects the Great Wall's request for help, then the Night Watch Corps will definitely close the gate, and then eliminate all forces to guard against it, and give it a go with the Wildling Corps who are crazy for survival.

And if the new king of the northern border agrees to accept them, then the northerners must also send troops to manage them. Otherwise, letting these free people scattered throughout the northern land is a huge threat to unarmed farmers.

"Commander Mormont, we have understood your request. Next, we need to discuss it. Let Jon take you to the guest room in Winterfell."

Rob Stark understood the look in Clay's hand, and knew that Clay wanted to talk to him in detail, which was what he wanted to do, so he asked the commander-in-chief of the night watchman to leave first.

"Jon, remember to come back later, I have some questions to ask you."

Rob added.

Clay shook his head slightly in his heart. He still had questions to ask. In fact, he felt that Jon Snow was a brother. He didn't want to avoid him in this matter, and he was still close to him in his heart.

But this is not right, because the identities of the two people have changed now. If Jon Snow is still staying in Winterfell, not a sworn brother of the Night Watchman, then it doesn't matter, but it is different now.

One is the personal soldier of the commander-in-chief, who is vaguely the trainer of the next commander, and the other is already the king of the northern border. On this matter, the positions of the two parties may conflict.

At this time, you, Robb Stark, asked Jon to sit in, so why did you let Lord Commander Mormont leave? Isn't it superfluous?

After the figures of the two disappeared, Clay frowned and said to Rob:

"Rob, you are the king now, this matter must be your responsibility, what do you think?"

"Father has always taught me to give everyone who can forgive them a chance. Besides, it's not good for us to keep them out and let them transform into those ghosts or ghouls."

Rob expressed his views, and no one was in private, and their communication was much smoother.

"Rob, you are right, but you have to consider a question. We have now declared war on the Lannisters of King's Landing, and you, the king, have been crowned accordingly. Then, are you going to fight wildlings?"

"Also, although you are the king, what do the other nobles in the north think? What do the Night's Watch think? They have fought against the wildlings for so many years, and now they are brothers. Didn't the brothers die in vain?"

"But they came to find me. Don't they want to do this? If they don't want to, there's no need for them to come."

"This is where old Mormont is shrewd. This actually handed you the spearhead of opposition from the Night's Watch and the nobles of the North. If you decide to let all the wildlings die, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"And you ordered the Night Watch Corps to let people in, remember, this is your order, and the opposition pressure of the Night Watch and the North will be yours, Rob Stark, I think I made it clear."

Yes, when Clay understood the ins and outs of the matter, he immediately understood Mormont's sophistication. Whether he let people go or not, the Night Watch Corps has no responsibility anyway.

Because in the end it was decided by the King of the North, my Night Watchman is weak and can only obey the orders of the King of the North, so it has nothing to do with my Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch, and if you have any opinions, don't come to me.

That's why Clay didn't want Jon to be there. That kid had a great affection for the Night's Watch. If Clay said this in front of him, he might get into an argument, which was very boring.

Clay's words made Rob's brain buzz. He had never thought about it so much. He asked Clay to come back because this matter involved the deployment of troops and he only needed Clay's opinion.

"I understand. According to what you mean, no matter what happens in this matter, we have to send troops, either to maintain law and order, or to assist the Night Watchman in defending the Great Wall?"

Robb Stark's brain is not stupid, and he summed it up very quickly, and he was not dazed by Clay's words.

At this time, Jon, who had finished seeing off Lord Commander Mormont, came in, glanced at his brother, and sat back where he had just been.

Clay nodded to Jon, then answered Rob's question:
"Yes, you must send out this soldier, but now there is a problem, what about going south?"

"Damn it, I just forgot to ask Lord Commander Mormont how many men he wants. I can't give him all the troops."

Rob slammed his fist on the table, this sudden incident interrupted his revenge plan to go south, especially the commander-in-chief Mormont played tricks on him, let him, the king of the north, take the blame for the night watchman, and now he is Stand up and have to send troops.

Robb Stark hates others to lie to him the most. Now, the Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch is lying to him openly. He has no choice but to be kept in the dark if Clay hadn't reminded him.

"Jon, what is the situation with the Night's Watch? There is no one else in this place now, just the three of us. You have to tell us the truth."

Robb Stark glared at his brother angrily, making the latter who had just entered a little puzzled.

Lord Commander Mormont didn't tell Jon much, so neither of the two foolish boys understood what was going on behind the scenes.

"Not good, very bad. The key is that the morale is not good. Now the White Walkers, the Freedom Legion, and the mysterious armored cavalry make the legion that has lost a lot of fear a little bit."

Jon shook his head bitterly. He was a witness to these things. Although he didn't directly go out to face the White Walkers, he saw the tragedy of the legion. The last time he went out of the fortress, he lost more than 200 people. moving bones.

"Tell us about the current status of the Night Watchman, including the defense of the Great Wall, and the situation beyond the Great Wall. Your commander has given Rob a big problem this time, making it very difficult for us."

Jon blinked in confusion. He didn't understand what Clay meant. He thought he was here to ask for help this time. Is it difficult?
"The Great Wall is now Castle Black, and there are still people stationed in the Shadow Tower and Eastwatch. The other fortresses are abandoned, and there is a shortage of people."

"Originally, more than 600 people were stationed in Castle Black, and about 300 each in the other two forts, but this time, nearly people were lost. Many things that Castle Black was able to do were no longer available, and the inspections on the ice wall were also exhausted. stopped."

"You all know the wind and snow on the Great Wall. If regular snow removal is not done, many places will be frozen into big lumps of ice, and it will be impossible for people to pass through."

Due to the small number of people, when maintaining the normal life and operation of 1000 people, some of them have multiple jobs, but this time more than 280 people were lost outside the Great Wall, many craftsmen disappeared, and some jobs were forced to stop.

"Okay, we got it. Now tell us about the things beyond the Great Wall. Let's talk about the savages first. How many are there and how are they fighting?"

Clay understood that when Rob Stark asked this, he had already made up his mind to send troops, so he didn't need to say anything more.

"Anyway, if you stand on the Great Wall now, and the weather is clear, you can see their huge camp with strange shapes. Experienced brothers estimate that there are about or so."

Jon replied honestly. When talking about the combat power of the wildlings, he frowned and tried to organize his words.

"The savages, or the free folk, don't have the ability to produce iron weapons by themselves. It's better to use weapons from the corpses of our sworn brothers. The general free folk fighters use bone or stone weapons."

This answer is not what Clay expected. That ghostly place is frozen all year round. Even if there are settlements like Fort Hardship and Camp Custer, they cannot develop more advanced civilizations, and naturally it is impossible to create powerful ones. arms.

"These 10 people are certainly not all capable of fighting. How many elderly people, women and children account for?"

asked Robb Stark.

Jon shook his head, his dark forehead shaking back and forth in the cool light, and he said:
"It can't be counted that way, because the women of the free people are also warriors. They are spearwives, and they can fight on the battlefield without fear. I have seen sworn brothers killed by spearwives."

"Jon, don't blame me for asking, you have to give us an estimate. It is very important that one of our soldiers can deal with a few free people. You have to be clear, I am fighting now."

This problem comes to the fore. Even if there are 10 free people, less than half of them can fight. Even if they are , there are so-called spear wives among them.

Regardless of the name, from an objective point of view, women's combat effectiveness is not as good as that of men. This is a matter of innate physiological structure. As far as the nutritional status of the savages is concerned, the combat effectiveness of spearwomen is stronger than that of boys.

"If neither side is injured, then we can hit several of them, seven or eight, of course, not at the same time."

"The equipment of the free people is poor. This is a great disadvantage for them when fighting us. Their weapons often collide with our swords a few times, and they will be cut off by us. You are all swords. Hand, know the consequences of a broken weapon in a duel."

"Besides, they don't have armor, and they only have a thick layer of clothes on their bodies. But this kind of protection can only block the cold wind, and it has no effect when facing the piercing sword."

Understood, this is the super beggar version of light infantry. Apart from being brave, its combat power is actually very eye-catching. No wonder Stannis in his memory can overturn the so-called -man Dinmans with a cavalry of a thousand men. Reid.

"A bunch of crazy guys."

Robb Stark said contemptuously. In his opinion, with this level of equipment, daring to attack the Great Wall head-on is no different from courting death.

"Clay, you bring your cavalry, can you finish them in one battle?"

"According to the news Jon gave us, it should be possible, but Rob, we don't know where the things behind the wildlings are, we must be prepared to encounter them at any time, as Lord Commander Mormont said, we The steel swords are ineffective against them, which is a big problem."

Clay knew that at this stage, it was not yet time for the White Walkers to attack the city, so he actually didn't want to go out to deal with the savages. He lost his manpower in vain. There are hundreds of thousands of savages living in the Haunted Forest. very small portion.

To put it bluntly, Clay didn't care if these people were all given up by the White Walkers, because they were not the real main force of the ghoul army, and what he was really worried about was the hideous armored knight who appeared mysteriously.

He couldn't figure out what it was. After all, it involved the ultimate problem in the world of magical creatures, and it was not surprising that any strange things happened.

Clay had some guesses in his mind, but the guesses themselves were absurd enough. Without seeing them with his own eyes, he couldn't be sure whether his guesses were right, and it would be even more interesting if they were really those guys.

"That can't be helped. We must send out this soldier. It's too slow to send infantry up. Moreover, the terrain outside the Great Wall is flat, which is the most suitable battlefield for cavalry."

Robb Stark made a decision, and Clay didn't want to argue with him at this juncture, so he nodded and turned to Jon Snow and said:
"Whether it's free people or savages, if you want to come to our land, you must become part of the people of the northern border. According to my opinion, accept the surrender, then be scattered, and fill the hands of every lord in the northern border on average." inside."

Jon Snow shook his head:
"They won't. They call us kneelers. If you want them to kneel with Rob and become his people, it's better to kill them."

Clay responded with a merciless mockery and sneer at such words, saying:
"Well, if you don't want to kneel down, then I will tell them as the commander of the cavalry of the Northern Legion and the heir of the Mandalay family that the gate of the Great Wall is only open to those who can understand human language, and I don't want to kneel down. , that is rebellion, when the long sword falls on the head, they will know what regret is."

"They... are also poor people. Back when there was no Great Wall, they were just like us. I once heard a wildman captive say that they always thought that we came, and then built the Great Wall to block them. outside, and hunt them down."

Jon Snow's tone was full of sympathy, and Clay understood that this kid's soft-heartedness had fallen again. When he was excited, he wavered when he really encountered something. These were all Jon's problems.

"Jon, straighten your position! You are a northerner, even if you become a night watchman, you are still a strong shield to protect this kingdom, why did the wildlings fall to this field, and why did we build walls to keep them out?" It has nothing to do with a copper star outside."

"Our population in the north has always been small, and a large amount of land is actually uncultivated. You are the son of Lord Eddard Stark. You don't know about such things. As long as they can let go of their ridiculous so-called dignity, be honest As a child of your Stark family, who will make things difficult for them?"

"Tell you, I wish they could pass the Great Wall alive. We can mobilize up to 2 people in the north to join the war, but what about the Tyrell family in the south? The first mobilization is more than 8 people."

"However, if they don't obey and don't kneel down to us lords and nobles, it will be a complete trouble. You let me and your brother manage them. Do we dare to put them in the countryside? They are wild and difficult to tame. It will be a disaster! Do you understand?"

Clay's words were not polite at all. Since they wanted to fight this time, they had to break the backs of these savages completely. If they dared to resist, Clay didn't mind doing it directly.

He has already killed many people, and to expect him to be merciful in such matters is to underestimate him.

"Jon, go and tell Commander Mormont that in two days, I will reorganize the army and go north. You return early and give my army a place to be stationed and logistics. Let's not expect to stay out of it."

Clay gave the order coldly. He said these words firmly, and the demeanor of the commander of the northern cavalry was fully displayed. He was as different as Jon, a small official.

Rob didn't say anything, and let Jon leave silently. He was not happy in his heart. Although it is normal for the northern border to support the Night Watchman, this kind of incident at this time undoubtedly interrupted his revenge plan.

Moreover, his brother's position also made him feel uncomfortable, because Clay's words were not wrong at all.

He regarded Jon as his brother, so he asked him to come over to discuss the next plan together. This is to stand on the Stark family and the Manderly family. The night watchman, everything he said was an oath brother.

While he should say so, it still gives Rob Stark a sense of being betrayed by his brother.

"Come on, then I won't say anything more. There are still a lot of things waiting for me to deal with in the barracks. I will take the cavalry away first."

"How long do you think it will take to get this done?"

"I don't know. Maybe I was lucky. I rushed over and cut off Mance Rayder's head with a single sword, and then the frightened wildlings surrendered, and the Night's Watch dropped their weapons. , and then press them to Winterfell, and the matter will be over."

"Then you go to the godswood and stay under the heart tree for a while, and let the old gods bless you."

"Have you forgotten? My Mandalay family believes in the seven gods, and the old gods dare not let me worship him."

"... Hurry up, don't dawdle here."

(End of this chapter)