Chapter 183, I don't know what to call (ask for subscription~!!)

"Is that the power of Prince Arthur?"

Looking at the young man who was shrouded in pale golden light, Luce Bolton did not panic much, he was still as calm as ever, and his tone did not have a little wave.

"That's right, it's the power of the Light of His Highness Arthur. ”

Seeing that the two had no obvious intention of resisting, Lothar nodded, but did not relax in the slightest, because he knew that the Lord of the Terror Castle was a sinister and cunning person.

"The power of the Light. Lord Leech smiled bitterly, "It seems that I lost quite unjustly." ”

Lothar sneered disdainfully when she heard this: "Hehe, you did lose in the transcendent power, and the power of the Holy Light of His Highness Arthur is the main factor, yes."

But don't forget that we're not just Arthur, but also the Shapeshifters from the North, and we know all too well what you're doing in Harrenhal.

Drop your weapons, and you will suffer less. ”

"I've seen the power of the Light, and I've been told how powerful this transcendent power is, but I've never had the chance to experience it for myself. ”

Luce Bolton is a native of the North, the owner of the Skinning House of the Horror Castle, and it's not his style to be captured.

"You're no match for me. As soon as Lothar's words fell, the dazzling sword light flew, instantly knocking the long sword in Luce Burton's hand into the air and knocking him down with a punch.

Seeing that his father was easily defeated, Rams Burton threw down his weapon and raised his hands very wisely: "I surrender." ”

There was no rope on him, and it was rumored that the Bolton father and son were sinister and cunning, so Lothar knocked the little skinner unconscious.

In the dark and quiet woods, the holy light emitting a golden halo is very conspicuous.

Soon, the crown prince and his men came to cheer for the friend who had captured the Bolton father and son, and returned to Harrenhal with two of the most valuable trophies.

Compared to the cheerful Prince Lane, and his subordinate series of knights and officers.

Arthur's side, Ranmaroke, who was watching the whole process, was full of low pressure, and he knew very well that the first achievement of this battle should be regarded as inconspicuous, and he did not fight any enemy, but used the Holy Light to assist, and played a key role in the third prince.

And he should have had a chance to compete for the first person to climb the walls, lead the warriors to capture Harrenhal, and capture the traitor Ruth Bolton in the North.

Lancelot and Gawain were also not very good-looking, and they smiled reluctantly in the midst of the joy.

Obviously has enough strength, but there is no chance to perform, and he is vaguely ostracized by the officers of the First Infantry Corps, the knights of Lane.

Ryan, Varian, and Arthur are on good terms.

But there is only one throne, and the three princes show that they are indisputable, there is no mother family behind them, and the emperor has not arranged a marriage partner.

The crown prince has received all the support of his younger brother and second prince, as well as his grandfather Francis Arnold and their family, and the emperor has also proposed that the Duke of the North extend the marriage contract of his eldest daughter to him, although it has not been implemented, but now the top brass has begun to choose a future queen for the crown prince.

The message has been made clear that in the future, Ryan will inevitably sit on the Iron Throne and become the Emperor of Westeros.

The only one who could be a competitor is Arthur.

Therefore, under the command of the loyal Lane, they admired the third prince and were wary of him, and did not dare to have any disrespect to him, but tacitly agreed to secretly suppress the knight received by His Royal Highness.

Although Westeros is in chaos and the war is peaceful, the struggle for power has quietly begun.

Industrious like a hard-working little bee.

Back in brightly lit Harrenhal, Arthur immediately went to help heal the wounded.

At the northern city wall, the main force of the castle defense, the infantry of the 1st Infantry Corps and the soldiers of the Twin Cities led by Frederick Augustus suffered more than 600 casualties, of which more than 400 were killed, more than 200 were seriously wounded, and countless were lightly wounded!

The doctors were too busy to keep their hands full, the wounded barracks were full of wails and screams, and most of the people celebrating the victory had deliberately forgotten them.

But even if they come to pay attention, they can't help anything except feel pain, and it will also affect the morale of the whole army.

Wearing a mask and carrying a medical kit, Arthur is not the first time to act as a physician, and the doctors and scholars who have fought with the emperor know that this highness has extraordinary medical skills.

Obviously just a teenager, instead of celebrating the victory in battle, he came to this kind of place.

Skillfully amputated, stitched wounds, medicated and bandaged, woke up and amputated and was beaten and scolded by soldiers, Ranmarok did not hear any complaints from the prince, and his eyes did not show the slightest impatience, and finally dealt with the wounded and did not open the mask to show the identity of the prince.

has always been utilitarian and eager to revive the family's ambitions, and Ranmaroke, who was unhappy with today's battle, immediately put away that insignificant displeasure.

Helping to deal with the wounded, Arthur did not rest, and when he found Frederick August, he continued to help with the logistics.

Didn't enjoy the winner's good wine and food.

Gawain and Lancelot did not complain about this, and followed the prince to heal the wounded and deal with logistics affairs.

They didn't have to be secretly ostracized by the nobles, knights, and officers of the prince's family, and they could still learn something, although they were a little tired, but they still felt a sense of accomplishment, and Ambrosius was very satisfied with it.

The morning light dispels the darkness, dispels the hazy mist in the forest, and illuminates the land, castles, and barracks.

With the power of the Light, Arthur slept for three or four hours and was in good spirits.

Yesterday he was busy until late at night, Lancelot and Ranmarok were still asleep, and only the sleepy Gawain was still doing his duties as a guard.

Seeing that he was so tired, Arthur also ordered him to go back to rest, while he continued to teach Gianna magic while he began to experiment with some spells.

When the sun shines on the lake south of Harrenhal, the lake is a blue sky.

The official celebration of the victory in the first battle began, and the banquet began.

Inside the halls of Harrenhal.

Ryan raised his glass: "Lothar was the first to ascend to the top of the city last night, defending the walls as a vanguard to allow our army to storm Harrenhal and capture the traitor Ruth Bolton in the north.

Let's toast to Lothar!"

The banquet hall burst into cheers, and the noble knights and officers could not congratulate Lothar.

"At the same time, I am here to announce that the new Liberation Army will be built in the south this time, and Lothar is the commander of the Liberation Army!"

Hearing what the prince said, many knights and officers did not return, and they all echoed and praised the young man who had become the commander of the legion.

This banquet is for Lane to reward everyone for meritorious deeds and establish a new army to distribute benefits.

With the assistance of the transfigurers, the enemy's every move can be monitored, and the southbound troops are basically invincible, which is a good opportunity to seek a future, and the nobles present are eager to stuff all their relatives and friends into the Liberation Army.

Arrange the duties of the noble knights.

Ryan also announced: "After three days of rest, we will go south again and recover all the castles occupied by the Lannisters, until we get back the Three Hills City that my grandfather once guarded!"

When we destroy the Wraiths, we will once again enter the Lannister Territory and capture Castle Rock, and finally put down the rebellion and take King's Landing back!"

Listening to the enthusiastic response of everyone in the banquet hall, he asked everyone to be quiet, and walked out to the school grounds in Harrenhal.

"I'm sure many people know this Earl Luce Bolton from the Castle of Terror, who once betrayed the North to the Lannisters and carried out a conspiracy at the wedding with the Frey family of the Twin Cities!"

"Today, we will judge him again for his sins!"

Ryan's words immediately caused many northerners to shout, "Kill him!" "Cut off his head!" "That's right, cut off his head!"

Hearing the wishes of his loyal subordinates, Ryan immediately gave them a satisfactory answer, pushed Ruce Bolton to the prepared guillotine, and personally carried out the beheading with a sword.

"Do you have any last words, Count Bolton?"

The eldest elder of the Amber family saw that the leech lord who was crushed on the guillotine was really about to speak, and immediately spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on his face: "Bah, he is not worthy of his last words, he should be killed by their family's skinning torture!"

"Your Highness, let's hurry up and cut off his head, let's go back and continue to enjoy the banquet. The northerners' hatred of Bolton caused Frederick August to shake his head.

Luce Burton looked around at the crowd in front of him and closed his eyes silently.

Not a murderer, nor does he like to be an executioner, Ryan raised his sword and sent a splash of blood, instantly separating the head of the Lord of the Dread.

...... To be continued......

(End of chapter)