Game of Thrones: Lord of Winter

Cole could tell that Lord Allister Florent was initially prepared to persuade Renly and Stannis to make peace.

Does this old guy think his status is too high? Does he think he can use the elder's pressure to make Stannis respect him?

Not surprisingly, these were all his own actions, and Renly asked him to declare war on Stannis.

As expected, Renly launched a fierce attack on Storm's End that night. Burning the food left him with no way to retreat. If he could not capture Storm's End, he would have to retreat in despair.

Twice, exactly twice.

Duke Mace Tyrell knew that after this battle, he would become a joke among the people of the Seven Kingdoms. He hated why the boy named Cole Julius didn't die, why didn't he die.

Little did Cole know that he was about to become the inner demon of a certain "Inflatable Fish Master".

He hurriedly walked through the aisles of the castle, but was stopped by an unexpected person, Lady Catelyn.

"Ser," Catelyn greeted him.

"Mrs. Stark, it is not safe now. It is best for you to stay in the castle."

Caitlin looked at him. "You are knighted by my uncle Brynden Tully himself."

Cole stopped and said, "Yes, ma'am."

He didn't understand why she was telling him this.

"I need your help, ser. Lord Stannis promised to send my husband and daughter back to the North, but there are still no ships for us to leave."

"Perhaps the king is too busy, madam. After the war, I will help you tell him. Don't worry, His Majesty Stannis is the one with the most commitment." He turned to leave.

Catelyn held him back, "No, ser. I know how many people are outside. I have seen it myself in Renly's camp. You will not be his opponent. I beg you, send my children and Husband, go away, I know you can do it."

"Excuse my incompetence, I can't do this for you, ma'am." He walked straight to the aisle.

Caitlin could only stop and watch his back walk away.

The fighting started in the early morning and ended at dusk. Under pressure, Stannis put all his troops on the wall, rotating them one after another.

Cole was walking down the city wall covered in blood at this time.

The enemy only sounded the clarion call to retreat after showing signs of collapse and fleeing.

He happened to catch up with the last wave of siege, and stood on the wall wearing heavy armor. Cole only remembered that he cut down six people. He thought that falling from such a high wall would have meant death.

They walked back to their tower. Their room was on the third floor of the inner fort. The second floor was the hall. It had long been a place for soldiers to rest. It was like a messy barracks. Hundreds of people gathered there. Here, there were some bedding on the ground, and the injured were lying there.

Now the entire Storm's End Castle is full of people, both in the corridors and in the corridors. Only the place where the noble knights rest on the third floor feels slightly empty. The top floor is the king's room.

Occasionally, injured people were seen being carried on stretchers, with blood dripping all over the floor.

A soldier bumped into Cole rashly, and he fell to the ground instead. He stood up in a panic, "Sir Knight. I, I am not."

Cole waved it off.

The soldiers and companions stood at the wall full of enthusiasm and made way for Cole.

Walking up the stairs to the third floor, you met Count Velaryon. He snorted coldly and walked away.

After walking a few more steps, I happened to meet Count Celtija again. The old nobleman put on a smile and said, "Sir Julius."

"Count Cetiga."

"I brought some good wine from Crab Island. Sir just came down from the city wall, why don't you come and have a taste. I heard from the merchant that it is produced on Qingting Island. One barrel will cost me several golden dragons."

"Of course, it's an honor."

The two walked into his attic and saw another girl inside. She looked young. "Oh, let me introduce you. This is Melena. She is a good girl. We plan to hold a wedding after the war. , I wonder if Sir Julius will be able to appreciate it by then.”

"Go and pour wine for your lord." He ordered the girl.

I saw this pretty girl pouring mellow red wine into a copper cup with a flask.

"Of course." Cole was not surprised that the old count was surrounded by pear blossoms and begonias. This girl may come from a family of a minor noble under the lordship of Setiga, or she may be born as a commoner, or she may even be a prostitute.

"A man always has to have a woman by his side, and the older he gets, the more so." Melena was pouring wine for him, and he rubbed her hand.

The girl lowered her head as if she was absent-minded, and her eyes had long been looking somewhere.

He patted Melena on the back, causing the girl to squeal softly, and the old count yelled angrily, "Stupid bitch, didn't you see that the wine has flowed onto me?"

"Ah, sir, I didn't mean it." The girl panicked, tears welling up in her eyes.

"What are you still looking at? Help me clean up the wine. Do you know how precious these wines are? Even if I sell you and your lowly father, it won't be enough for this wine."

He turned around with apologetic eyes, "I'm sorry, Sir Julius. This despicable person has spoiled your elegance."

Cole took a sip. He didn't understand the quality of wine. It tasted almost the same anyway, so he didn't drink it often. He would rather drink boiled hot water and ale.

If Earl Celtija knew that the people he was hosting actually compared the high-grade wine produced in the Arbor Island with the low-grade ale, he would probably be very contemptuous.

"No problem, I should thank you for your good wine." Cole praised.

The old earl smiled like an old chrysanthemum, and his face was wrinkled.

"It would be better if it was served with some crab pie and roasted pigeon. Unfortunately, when our king asked me to transport food, he strictly required me to transport all rye and fish. The king seems to be negligent in enjoying. I have lived for so long and have learned something. It is better for people to eat more good food when they are young."

"I also love delicious food very much. I even worked as a cook for a while."

Cole noticed that there was a flash of contempt in his eyes, but it was quickly covered by a smile.

"I don't know who has the honor to eat the food made by the legendary knight Lord Julius."

"Some greedy guys." Those guys on the Great Wall are indeed greedy enough.

"People are always greedy, just like men like women. The king doesn't want women to enter his camp, although he has one with him. If he wants the soldiers to fight, he must either give them women or food. I think the castle should not have much food in stock."

"We are loyal to His Majesty Stannis, and we should help him solve his problems." The old earl said, "You are the naval commander authorized by him personally. I think I should tell you first that I will be responsible for continuing to deliver food to His Majesty."

Cole's wine glass was hanging in his hand, "It seems that His Majesty sent Ser Davos to transport food."

"Oh, look at me, this old fool. I want to assist the Onion Knight, so I want to ask you for a warrant."

Damn it, Cole cursed in his heart, this old guy wants to escape.