Chapter 0187: Heaven Falls! (More 4)
Edmuttuli had little prestige among the nobles of the older generation of the Riverlands, his father Horsttuli had a great prestige among the nobles of the Riverlands, and as for the famous general of the Riverlands, his uncle Blackfish Brynden Tully, it was another brilliant radiance.
And he himself, among the younger generation of nobles, has great support, and has a very good personal relationship with the younger generation of noble teenagers in the riverland.
For example, Brynden Blackwood, the future heir to the Blackwood family, has a personal relationship with Edmure like a brother.
By Edmu's side, there are usually more than 20 aristocratic teenagers from the Riverland gathered at any time, they hunt, visit brothels, drink and fight, have fun, patrol the border, compete in archery, etc., etc., this time the disarming of the Magic Mountain is also a lawless thing he took his good friends to do.
Watching the invincible Demon Mountain being forced to disarm and take off his plate armor, Edmure and his brothers laughed loudly and proudly, as if he had won the world by force and strategy.
Edmure severely humiliated the magic mountain that no one dared to provoke in the Seven Kingdoms, this is a major event that is famous in the Seven Kingdoms, and his name will spread to the Seven Kingdoms, overshadowing his father Horst Tully and his uncle Brynden Tully, so enjoyable, it is natural to celebrate.
So the two floors of the inn of the Bentched Inn, the wings built on the river, the pavilions on the riverside avenue, and the open space outside the gate of the Bentched Inn, were all set up on the table, and if there were not enough tables, the cloak of the march was spread on the ground.
Where there was oil on the ground, the officers of the army were sent to dig trenches, draw water from wells, and flush the oil into the Red Fork River.
The prostitutes and wandering singers who accompanied the army were arranged into the hall, and Edmure and the noble boys each had one or two prostitutes in their arms, and the wandering singers played the harp. The soldiers sang obscene yellow jokes, and the wine in the cellar of the inn was brought out one by one, and the wine bowls were placed in rows one by one, and the smell of wine and meat soon filled the inn.
As long as the people of the Magic Mountain and his party committed murder along the road, they would immediately report back, and they would chase and kill the mountain again, arrest the Magic Mountain on legitimate charges, and send it to the town of Earl Harrowe, where it would be handed over to His Majesty the King according to the law.
After a night of revelry, Edmure and his noble brothers were all drunk. By the time he woke up drunk, it was already noon the next day. Beside him are two smooth and beautiful young girls, full of messes. Edmure was twenty-five years old, single, and at the height of his energy, a few flicks of his fingers made the flames blaze, and then another with all his might until he was exhausted again.
When Edmure got up with his hands and feet weak and came to the hall, his noble brothers were almost the same as him, all sleepy-eyed, and they had just gotten up, and their spirits were not in good condition. Some of last night's pleasures have not yet enjoyed the dogs, and are still holding the prostitutes of last night's orgy at the table and nibbling violently.
Under the service of the officer, Edmu finished washing up, dressed neatly, the boss of the knees and Edmure and the group of noble young masters were already very familiar, and immediately served hot soup and food, the noble teenagers began to eat around the table, and the accompanying wandering singers plucked the harp and sang the newly composed song of the Magic Mountain Disarming, Edmu and the others laughed loudly.
"Report!" shouted the guard at the gate.
Edmure looked out of the gate with a smile and said, "Come in!"
A heavily armed scout came in and knelt down on one knee: "Report to Sir Edmure, last night Demon Mountain and the others exchanged bread and wine from the villagers with two good horses in the first village, and did not stop, all the way to the west. ”
"Are they buying and selling?"
"Nope. My lord!"
"The Magic Mountain is remarkable in size, the face is vicious, in the rumors of the Plains Fire Case, the people all said that they saw the arson of the team led by the Magic Mountain, and the appearance of the Magic Mountain spread all over the streets, he entered the village to exchange horses for food, are the villagers still willing to exchange it for him?"
"My lord, the Magic Mountain did not enter the village, it was one of his short subordinates named Bernie who entered the village to exchange food and wine. ”
"Oh!"
"My lord, early this morning, Moshan and the others exchanged a few good horses for some very tattered saddles in the hands of the villagers, and loaded the horses with horseshoes in the blacksmith shop. ”
"Do they have to buy and sell?"
"Nope. Every time they exchanged, the villagers took a big advantage. ”
"Oh, hahaha, it looks like my warning to the Magic Mountain has worked!" Edmure laughed, smug.
His group of noble children were laughing, and everyone was in a good mood and had a good appetite.
"Lord Edmure, according to the way the people of the Demon Mountain have exchanged their war horses for food and wine, when they reach the Golden Tooth City in the west, only the horses under them will be left. Brinnden Brightwood laughed.
"They also had to rely on their horses to exchange for horse feed! for a hay nest to sleep in at night. Edmure lowered his voice, his eyes rolling around, and whispered secretly, "This is the secret of the Magic Mountain, and it is not to be passed on, lest his honor be damaged." Originally, the Demon Mountain could rob all the way and no one dared to say a word, but when he wanted to lose his temper, he would think that there were our scouts watching behind him, and once I violated my rules against him, we would roar and chase after him, which was a big matter that was life-threatening to the Demon Mountain. ”
Brinnden Brightwood also lowered his voice, and said with a very secretly vigilant expression: "The Demon Mountain was killed, that is something that the Demon Mountain cannot accept, so it is safe and safe to listen to Lord Edmure's words." ”
All the noble children nodded, looked at each other secretly, and finally couldn't help it, and laughed together.
"My lord, the Demon Mountain will be around the clock, all the way to the west, and they will cross the Rushing City, cross the Red Fork River, and go to the west bank of the Red Fork River before tonight!"
"Keep watching until they cross Riverrun and cross the Red Fork. ”
"Yes, sir!"
The scout warrior got up, turned and walked out, and soon the sound of horses' hooves came from outside, and soon it was far away.
Midnight.
On the docks by the Red Fork River at the southern gate of Riverrun, the capital of Riverlands, the voice of Sir Edmuthully shouted to open the door.
The four soldiers guarding the city gate woke up from their sleep and did not dare to slack off, they all knew that the young city lord of their family liked to have fun, and it was common for them to come back in the middle of the night and go out in the early morning, so they hurriedly opened the city gate and came to the steps to greet the young city lord.
On the pier at the city gate, dozens of black shadows jumped down from several small fishing boats, and they waded through knee-deep water and came to the steps of the city gate in an instant. The first one was very tall, like a moving hill, and before the four soldiers who came to greet him could react, he punched one by one and killed him on the spot.
Dozens of black shadows drew out all kinds of knives, including kitchen knives, wood knives, rusty long swords, and machetes with missing edges, all of which they had exchanged for war horses in the hands of the villagers on the west bank of the Red Fork River, and of course a few small tattered fishing boats. The brothers snatched the slain soldiers' swords and unsheathed their daggers, and without saying a word, they led the giants through the silent streets to the inner city.
Edmu's pierced sky is falling!
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