Chapter 610 New Journey

early morning.

The sun is shining brightly.

The sun above his head was a bit dazzling, so much so that he had to squint his eyes while sitting on the back of a horse and looking into the distance.

The gate of the gods in King's Landing, the gate that Cersei walked through when she opened the city and surrendered, and now this magnificent gate is bidding farewell to the soldiers who are about to go on an expedition.

Step on.

The sound of horse hooves resounded on the avenue paved with bluestone slabs.

"Call-"

A group of knights in bright armor came to the edge of the city gate, and then restrained the war horse. At the head was a knight with a weathered face. He was dressed in black and had a metal direwolf medal on his left chest. The dark brown hair of the past is mixed with a lot of gray.

The knight rode his horse and stood at the edge of the city gate of the kingdom's capital, looking at the endless stream of people coming and going, a burst of melancholy and emotion also emerged in his heart.

The last time they came to this city, they were the leaders of the rebel army, but this time they left in another identity. He became the most basic soldier of the Night's Watch, and this time he was about to embark on a journey to recover their homeland. And the Great Wall.

It came and went back and forth, even though it has experienced many hardships, but this city is still this city, with three rolling hills standing on this flat land.

The three-headed fire dragon flag at the head of the city flutters, showing majesty, majesty, and shocking people. The momentum of the kingdom is rising. They are built in blood and fire. Now both sides of the narrow sea already know that a powerful country is rising. It must convince the Quartet.

The knight was Eddard Stark, the former Duke of Winterfell. He rode his horse and stood inside the gate of the gods waiting for the arrival of the large army. He looked back at the red palace on Aegon's High Hill, and then sighed with emotion. Quite a lot.

A few months passed in a flash, and a new year for the kingdom had arrived, two hundred and ninety-five years of Aegon's calendar, and three years of the new calendar.

Perhaps because of the inconvenience of changing the calendar, the people of King's Landing have already started to remember both calendars, while in places other than King's Landing, there are more people who still use the Aegon calendar or the Conquest calendar.

After Robert took the Iron Throne, he changed the name of Aegon Calendar to Conquest Calendar. For more than ten years, Aegon Calendar changed to Conquest Calendar and then changed to a new calendar. It was indeed a little embarrassing for ordinary people in the Seven Kingdoms who had studied advanced prenatal education.

However, all these problems will be resolved in the future.

At present, the kingdom has been recuperating and recuperating, and the causeway through the neck has been repaired with all the efforts of the whole country, which is enough to accommodate the army. In addition, the interest-free loan from the Iron Vault of Braavos is in place. After the Iron Throne and the Imperial Council have discussed, they finally The king's decree was issued a month ago.

Prepare to wage a war to reclaim the North and retake the land from the dead.

The soldiers mobilized this time are the former northern troops, but their command authority has changed, because the new kingdom policy does not allow nobles to command troops that exceed the upper limit of their private troops, so this time all northern troops are all It belongs to a legion that is independent from the kingdom's military system.

Legion of the Night's Watch.

A few years ago, the war between humans and the White Walkers was not over yet. A long time has passed for humans. However, for the White Walkers, it may only be a half-time break, a short retreat to accumulate strength, and the future will be a storm. Come.

In order to deal with future wars, the Iron Throne proposed a plan for the "Great Night's Watch Legion".

The plan is very simple. It is to expand the size and number of the Night's Watch Legion, restore the most powerful period of this long-standing legendary Legion, and use it to deal with the future war with the White Walkers, which is also very suitable for the special Northland of folk customs.

The northerners are extremely xenophobic and do not like foreigners to govern the northerners. Under the New Deal, the nobles are not allowed to keep private armies. Legion Command.

However, apart from the criminals who were sent over, the rest of the northern soldiers did not have to make those harsh oaths. After serving for a few years, they were allowed to return home to marry and have children. They were considered peripheral soldiers of the Night's Watch.

Only in a series of New Deal changes on the Iron Throne and the Royal Council, the current commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch, Jeor Mormont, unexpectedly became the biggest winner.

He used to run around for a few criminals, saying all kinds of good things, but he didn't expect an imperial order from the Iron Throne to come down, and he transformed himself into one of the most powerful people in the Seven Kingdoms.

But of course, how fast Jeor Mormont's power came and how fast he would go if he wanted to slap him down.

As soon as he was old, he naturally knew the power struggle contained in it, twisting and turning, the Iron Throne could make him a big man with an imperial order, and it could also make him lose everything in an instant.

His current power is all illusory. Only the supreme power of the Iron Throne is real. A word can shake the Seven Kingdoms and turn the world upside down.

Therefore, in addition to being happy, Jeor Mormont calmly suppressed the swelling fire in his heart, became more cautious, concentrated on performing his duties, and did not think much about other things.

Even after this imperial order came down, countless nobles stepped over the threshold and lined up to visit, but they were all turned away.

"Father!"

At this moment, a war horse rushed over on the central axis avenue of King's Landing, and then the knight on the horse turned over and dismounted.

"Robb."

Snapped--

The person who came to say goodbye to Eddard was Robb Stark's eldest son, and Eddard also jumped off the horse, and the father and son hugged tightly.

"Why did you come here?"

After letting go of his eldest son, Ed rubbed his reddish-brown hair and asked.

"Your Majesty allows me to come and say goodbye to you."

And Robb Stark was a little dissatisfied that his father ruffled his hair, and shrank back suddenly.

"Um."

Ed nodded, glanced at the Red Fort in the distance, and then saw his son dodging, and suddenly showed a smile.

"What? Robb."

"When you become the Governor of the North, Lord Earl of Winterfell, won't your father touch your head?"

In the past few months, the calendar has changed, and Ed has come out of the concealment when Robert just died. After all, people still have to live, and his mood has recovered a lot.

"Of course not! Father!"

And Robb naturally rebutted immediately, so he couldn't admit that he paid more attention to his image because he was a year older.

After all, there are so many noble ladies in King's Landing, and as the Earl of Winterfell, he naturally has his own heir. At a dinner party before, he accidentally met the Tyrell family of Star Shuttle City behind Viserys. Miss Margery, then startled

And Ed looked at his son with a slightly absent-minded look, and the smile on his face was slightly restrained. In fact, although he didn't say it as clearly as a child's mother, as a father, he also worried about Robb.

After all, in the history of the Stark family, most of the people who came to the south did not end up in the south, including himself.

Then Ed patted Robb on the shoulder again and said solemnly.

"I'll be waiting for you in the north, Robb."

"Um!"

Robb looked at his father and nodded.