The Mountain of Ice and Fire

“I am not only your husband, Lady Roslin, but also your king.” Robb Stark's voice was surprisingly calm, carrying the authority of a king.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Roslin Frey was one of the few Frey women who possessed both beauty and intelligence. Her initial incessant weeping stemmed from her knowledge that her father had hidden cutthroats in the rooms on both sides of the hall, preparing an ambush to encircle and suppress the Eastern Shore’s Northern troops. She was about to marry a man destined for beheading and become a widow on her wedding night.

Once Roslin Frey had thought things through and chosen her stance, she became calm and wise, her maidenly pure heart turning hard.

Girls always lean towards their husbands!

“Your Majesty, in the storage rooms on both sides of the hall, there is a company of a hundred cutthroats, they are from the North, men of Roose Bolton.” Roslin whispered in Robb's ear.

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Robb Stark did not know the specific deployments of Walder Frey and Roose Bolton. Currently, his army, excluding Roose Bolton's men, consisted of only three thousand five hundred elite cavalry.

The cavalry had already crossed the Stone Bridge, drinking and reveling in the three large tents on the Eastern Shore. Frey family generals and soldiers were accompanying them.

Roose Bolton's army numbered three thousand five hundred, five hundred cavalry and three thousand infantry, also on the opposite bank of the river. As for the other three thousand five hundred troops loyal to Robb Stark, he used the excuse of receiving Robb Stark's orders to have them led by Earl Hyman Tallhart and Ser Robert Glover to attack Duskendale in the Crownlands. News of this force's attack would soon reach King's Landing, and they would encounter the Reach's famous general, Randyll Tarly.

With Hyman and Robert's force of three thousand five hundred against the Seven Kingdoms' famous general Randyll Tarly's twenty thousand fresh troops, the outcome was obvious... complete annihilation was certain.

Earl Hyman Tallhart and Ser Robert Glover had gloriously become prisoners of the Mountain in the Battle of the Green Fork and were imprisoned in the dungeons of Harrenhal until Lord Tywin marched north to relieve King's Landing, when they were rescued by the Northern army.

Roose Bolton had finally, subtly, completely wiped out the army that Robb Stark had entrusted to him for the second time, leaving mainly his own troops. Whether infantry or cavalry, his men had suffered negligible losses in the previous battles.

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After Roslin Frey told Robb Stark that Roose Bolton's cutthroats were ambushed in the rooms on both sides of the hall, Robb knew that the situation was critical and he had to act first. Inside the hall were all the Northern highborn lords and Riverlands' young knights, separated from the three thousand five hundred elite veterans on the Eastern Shore by a large river, a Weeping Tower, and an East Gate.

Everyone in the hall was desperately toasting each other, their intentions self-evident, and both sides wore chainmail under their silk robes and concealed daggers.

Whoever acted first would gain the upper hand, and the signal to attack had to be transmitted to the Eastern Shore before Frey could react.

Robb Stark and Roslin Frey walked towards Walder Frey, they arrived at the foot of the high platform, blocked by the Lame Lothar Frey and Ser Ryman Frey who stood up and raised their wine glasses.

Robb was followed by his four teetotaling guards: Smalljon, Dacey Mormont, Robin Flint, and Cerrick Mallery.

“Please step aside, we want to toast Father.” Robb said.

“Your Majesty, Queen, our Father does not drink wine.” Lame Lothar Frey said.

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Lothar Frey, often called “Lame Lothar,” was the twelfth son of Lord Walder Frey, and the first son of Walder Frey and his fourth wife, Amerei Crakehall. He had been the castellan of the Twins for twelve years.

Lothar was a fat man, with narrowly set eyes, a pointed beard, and shoulder-length black curly hair. His nickname came from his congenitally deformed leg.

Roslin Frey knew that her brother Lothar was a clever, cunning, and eloquent man, ambitious. In fact, the main instigator of this Red Wedding massacre was her brother Lothar Frey, he overrode all objections and persuaded his father Walder Frey, the family decided to turn to Tywin Lannister, and join forces with Roose Bolton to seize the position of King of the Riverlands. He represented the Frey family, and was fully responsible for the conspiracy and planning with Roose Bolton, and used the song “The Rains of Castamere” as the signal to begin the slaughter.

Roslin knew that her brother Lothar was more dangerous than all the members of the Frey family.

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“Brother, the King and I will drink wine, Father can have juice.”

“Sister, my Queen, have you forgotten? Father is not feeling well, he is very sad that you are getting married today, he can't eat anything, not even juice.”

“Oh, alright.” Robb said, he pretended to turn around, suddenly, the wine in his hand was splashed on Lothar's face, Lothar and Ryman had not yet reacted, with a crash, Dacey Mormont tore off the skirt on her body, revealing a soft armor that fit her body curves, with two knives in her hands, she stepped to the side, one knife against Lothar's chest, and the other against Lothar's neck.

Smalljon was gnawing on a large pig's leg in his hand, the large pig's leg in his hand smashed on Ryman's face, followed by a punch, hitting Ryman's chest squarely, knocking Ryman against the edges of the platform behind him.

Robin Flint rushed up, a short knife against Ryman's throat. Ser Ryman saw that things had been exposed, in a desperate situation, otherwise, he was afraid that the Northern people would destroy his family, he shouted to the musicians on the high platform: “Do it!”

Robin's knife stabbed into his mouth.

Cerrick Mallery tore off his cloak and coat, pulled out the dagger hidden inside, and turned to defend.

Robb released the screaming Roslin—although she thought she was prepared to deal with it, she was still almost fainted by Robin's brutal stabbing of her nephew Ryman in the mouth—she screamed loudly, but she didn't know she was screaming.

Robb rushed to the high platform, pushed away Walder's eighth wife, Jysane Vypren, and held Walder Frey's neck with the dagger in his hand.

Walder Frey was stunned! The old weasel's face looked like he had been trampled on a few times.

For a moment, the whole place was quiet, and the musicians on the high platform stopped playing. They were all Frey family crossbowmen, with deadly short crossbows, long swords, short knives and daggers at their feet.

Suddenly, Castellan Lothar Frey was controlled, family heir Ryman Frey was killed, the bride Roslin Frey screamed, and Walder Frey was restrained by King Robb's dagger.

The Frey women who were dancing with the men in the hall screamed, and then fled in all directions, while the men, the Northerners and the young knights of the Riverlands, nervously looked at the Freys around them, they all held wine glasses in their hands, or held knives and forks, or grabbed bones, or had empty hands... their movements were frozen in time, no one moved.

But one person moved, among the musicians on the second floor, there was a Frey who conducted the musicians, his name was Edwyn Frey. He was the eldest son of Lewyn Frey, who was killed by Robin.

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Walder Frey's family heir was Ser Stevron Frey, the eldest son, who was injured in the Battle of the Oxcross while following Robb Stark, and subsequently died.

After Stevron Frey's death, the heir in line became his eldest son, Ser Ryman Frey, Ryman had just been knocked down by Smalljon's pig's leg and fist, Robin Flint stepped forward to finish him off, killing him.

Ryman Frey's eldest son was Edwyn Frey among the musicians on the high platform, he instantly became the heir in line to the Twins.

Edwyn Frey was a very ruthless man, he was physically weak since childhood, unable to practice martial arts, and was ridiculed and humiliated by the elders, brothers and juniors of the family, which developed his cruel and cold-blooded personality.

In this wedding, all the crossbowmen on the high platform were under the command of Edwyn Frey, these people were his confidants. He was among these crossbowmen.

Robb Stark suddenly launched an attack, killing his father Ser Ryman, and before everyone could react, he controlled Lord Walder Frey.

While all the women screamed and fled, all the men on both sides remained restrained. The Northerners remained restrained, because their King had controlled Lord Walder, and the Frey family also remained restrained, because Lord Walder was controlled.

But Edwyn Frey put down his instrument, picked up a crossbow from the floor, aimed at Robb Stark, and in full view of everyone, very calmly pulled the trigger.

Robb Stark dodged!

Pfft!

This short arrow pierced Walder Frey's wrinkled pink forehead.

The whole place was shocked, even Robb Stark was stunned.

He then realized that this short arrow, Edwyn Frey did not want to shoot himself, he wanted to shoot his great-grandfather Walder Frey.

A direct hit!

Lord Walder Frey died in horror.

Edwyn Frey, who could not practice martial arts since childhood and suffered humiliation, shot and killed his great-grandfather Lord Walder, but, who can say that he did not miss because he shot Robb Stark?! If Robb did not dodge... this is an unclear case. Only Robb Stark himself finally realized that the other party was not shooting him at all, but Lord Walder Frey.

Walder Frey was glorified in this way!

The slaughter began on both sides.

Edwyn Frey's second arrow shot the shocked Robb Stark, Robb Stark reacted, but it was a little late, he had to turn sideways to avoid the vital part of his chest, an arrow hit his right shoulder, the short crossbow arrow broke through the chainmail and nailed into his right shoulder.

He quickly squatted down, using Lord Walder Frey as a shield.

Pfft pfft pfft!

Edwyn Frey continued to attack Robb, one of the arrows, whether intentional or unintentional, shot into the abdomen of Lord Walder's eighth wife, Jysane Vypren, the lady screamed and fell, there was still a child in her belly.

Boom!

On the high platform, the musicians stood up at the same time, the instruments in their hands were replaced by rapid-firing short crossbows, densely shooting at the Northerners and Riverlands knights downstairs.

Dacey Mormont was hit by two arrows almost instantly, she no longer hesitated, forcefully cut Lothar's neck, in the splashing blood, she used Lothar's body to block the attack of the arrows.

Smalljon was too tall, two meters twenty, and became the focus of the crossbow arrows' attack, he was hit by seven or eight arrows in an instant, he lifted a table to block himself, duoduo duoduo duoduo, dense crossbow arrows sounded, nailed into the table.

Robin Flint dodged nimbly, arrows whizzed past him, suddenly his body stiffened, an arrow hit his neck, penetrating from left to right, he fell down.

Cerrick Mallery, who was in charge of defense, was the first to see the opportunity, grabbed a maid who was pouring wine and hiding under the table, and used her as his human shield. Several crossbow arrows nailed into the maid's body.

Roslin Frey stood in the rain of arrows, as still as a wooden chicken.

She and Robb had the same idea, thinking that as long as they controlled Father Walder Frey, they would control the overall situation.

Robb and Roslin's ideas were both pure!

The internal power struggles among the Frey family's several factions are no less than the court power struggles of a dynasty. There is no shortage of decisive talents. Since the conspiracy was exposed, the arrow was on the string...

*

Three Freys had been surrounding Smalljon, desperately drinking with him, he was fiery, burly, tall, and had always been Robb Stark's vanguard, naturally, he became the focus of the Frey family's attention.

The three Freys drew out their daggers at the same time and stabbed Smalljon together. Smalljon reached out and overturned the table, punching down the Frey nicknamed Pimpleface, and swinging his arm to overturn another person, but his left rib was stabbed with a knife, he reached out and clamped the other's hand, with a crisp cracking sound of bones, breaking the other's arm and wrist, the screams were earth-shattering. He then drew out his dagger and stabbed fiercely, hitting Pimpleface's face squarely, the guy's eyes bulged out, his eyes were horrified, and he crashed down.

Smalljon rushed to the wall to get his sword belt, several Freys pounced on him together, like a pack of wolves dragging down a lion, pressing him to the ground, daggers flashed, rising and falling...

Not far from Smalljon, Lucas Blackwood was cut down by Ser Hosteen Frey, someone from House Vance had his foot cut off by Black Walder when he fought with Ser Harwyn Haigh. The crossbow on the high platform shot down Donnel Locke, Owen Norrey, and six or seven others.

The young Ben Frey grabbed Edmure's arm, but he was stabbed in the abdomen by a backhand knife, several Freys next to him had already knocked down their opponents and pounced on Edmure. Edmure picked up a wine jug and smashed it around, repelling the attacks of several Freys.

Suddenly, a young knight hid in a corner and blocked himself with a table, blowing the horn: woo woo woo woo woo!

The unique low, desolate, solemn, depressing and heavy horn sounded in the North—woo woo woo woo woo—several Freys pounced on the horn blower... daggers raised, cold light flashing...

The door slammed open, and fully armed Frey warriors rushed into the hall, each holding a long-handled heavy axe, aggressively, the heavy-handled long axe could not be resisted by short knives and daggers.

“Mercy!” Roslin cried, “We are all family, God, Seven Gods have mercy!”

But the sound of the horn, the sound of fighting, the sound of swords clashing, the sound of screams, the sound of shouts drowned out her voice. The hall was a living hell, and the various sounds gathered together were like thunder, she couldn't even hear her own cries!

The side door of the hall also slammed open, and several teams of soldiers poured in from the side door, each wearing a thick fur cloak, full armor, and holding weapons. They were Northerners! These people were extremely fierce, several soldiers ran to Smalljon's back, who was hit by countless arrows, surrounded him, and chopped off Smalljon's head.

Roslin was alone in this killing field, both sides fighting desperately, with no one paying attention to her. She turned her head to look for Robb, but he was no longer on the high platform. Her eyes blurred with tears, she looked out, but couldn't see where Robb was.

Hope was like a candle in the wind, extinguished without a trace.

"Mercy!" Roslin's voice was already hoarse, but no one could hear her. "Mercy, please have mercy!"

The combined forces of Roose Bolton's and the Frey's warriors who had rushed in began a one-sided slaughter, Northmen knights and guards falling one after another...

Greatjon climbed up from the ground, his armor stained with blood. The short knife in his hand was no longer visible, covered from blade to hilt to his wrist and arm with a thick layer of sticky blood.

He staggered, pulled a longsword from the wall, leaned against it, panting heavily, his eyes like a wild beast.

Wuwuwuwuwu——

Outside the moat of the eastern city, the low, solemn horn of the Northmen sounded, as if picking up the abruptly interrupted horn in the hall. Suddenly, the killing on both sides in the hall paused briefly, then clashed together again violently, young knights hugging each other, desperately stabbing each other's bodies with short knives.

*

Outside the western city, with a rumbling crash, the drawbridge was lowered, and black-armored cavalry appeared in the knee-deep water, shouting, rushing onto the drawbridge and into the castle. The leading general was none other than the Riverlands' famous general: Brynden "Blackfish" Tully.

He was at the front, with a longbow and strong arrows, each shot finding its mark. The cavalry behind him all had bows and arrows in hand, arrows raining down, slaughtering all the way, unstoppable!

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