Chapter 67: Withdrawal of Troops

Stannis glared at Melisandre with a mysterious smile on her face, "You say that man is the messenger of light?" ”

"Exactly!" Melisandre confidently affirmed, "If it weren't for the messenger of light, how could it be invulnerable?" Your Majesty, you have also seen the situation just now, this person must be the Lightbringer! ”

Stannis pondered for a moment, then picked up the soldier's tomahawk, which had been shattered by the bell jar, and weighed it in his hand to make sure it was real and not a trick to fool people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"And did your god say anything to you?" Stannis tossed the scrap axe to the ground and said, "Are we going to Winterfell?" ”

"Not my gods," Melisandre said with a serious expression, "but our gods!" The prophecy states that the Children of Light will summon messengers of light to repel the darkness that will envelop the earth. Therefore, finding the messenger of light is the most important thing. ”

"Entrenched in Winterfell and King's Landing are just clowns," the red-robed witch's face flashed with fervor, "Your Majesty, think that as long as you have that kind of power, you can fight into Winterfell and King's Landing in battle....... Easy! ”

Stannis admits that Melisandre was right, that with the help of that man, if he had the invulnerability and the ability to be immetric, he would be able to make a big difference in battle. But can such a person really bring victory?

Unbeknownst to him, he had now lost most of his gambling capital, and the rest of his capital had been put on the table. Stannis ...... There's no going back.

Closing his eyes, Stannis's grim face was covered with frost, and he looked very scary. Melisandre was not at all afraid, she was confident, and this faith was for the Red God as well as for herself. She had participated in all of Stannis's major operations, and knew that the former king's younger brother, now the self-proclaimed king, Erlu, was deeply tied to the Red God and could never break free.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, Stannis opened his eyes and said indifferently: "Then collect the troops and return to Castle Black, and then send someone out to find the Lightbringer." ”

The current owner of Castle Black, Jon Snow, is the illegitimate son of the Stark who was the original Lord of Winterfell, the later Hand of the King, and the Stark who was later beheaded. Oh, and the bastard is actually what others think, but he is actually Stark's sister and the former ex's former son.

Stark was beheaded because he wanted to make Stannis the new king. Therefore, Stannis has a good sense of innocence with Grace, and once promised him to be the new king of the Northlands. It's just that Jon himself is a night watchman and needs to be stationed on the Great Wall of Desperation and refuses.

The army led by Stannis has long been crushed by the bad weather. His own troops were in good condition, and the mercenaries who had come for the title and money he had promised were already unbearable, and had already planned to run away tonight. After hearing Stannis's order to withdraw their troops, the mercenaries were stunned for a moment, and then cheered loudly together.

Not only were the mercenaries cheering loudly, but so were Stannis's soldiers. They followed Stannis from Dragonstone to King's Landing, and nearly trampled King's Landing under the wildfire thrown by the defenders.

Later, they retreated all the way, to the point of exhaustion, and did not think of abandoning their monarch. Although they could have died for Stannis, they couldn't help but cheer when they could get out of this cruel environment.

Stannis listened to the cheers of the soldiers outside, and his grim face was slightly moved. He stepped forward, lifted the curtains, looked at the soldiers with enthusiasm on their faces, and whispered something.

"Your Majesty, what are you talking about?" Melisandre walked up from behind, smiling, "Are you happy to meet the Lightbringer?" ”

"I'm glad," Stannis said, turning around and lowering his voice, "not only for the Lightbringer, but also for Celine." I shouldn't have done anything like that anyway. ”

"This is all a test for the Red God," Melisandre said disapprovingly, "If Your Majesty had not made such a decision, how could the Lightbringer have been drawn out?" ”

"Your Majesty, you are the man of destiny, and you are destined to lead this world to the light," the red-robed witch said in a seductive voice, "Please don't worry, don't hesitate, everything is just a test to go through before the light comes." ”

Believe it or not, Melisandre did. What about Stannis? Does he believe it or not? Judging from his actions in history, he pretended to believe it.

Withdrawing troops back to Castle Black is not a seemingly promising path. The reason why they were so eager to send their troops south was because Castle Black could not provide enough food and grass for Stannis's army. If he had been given a rich territory before winter really came, Stannis would have died silently in the bitter cold of winter.

From this point of view, withdrawing troops is not necessarily the right choice. But no matter how bad this path is, it is better than heading south to Winterfell to fight a powerful enemy who is waiting for work. In the long run, we are all going to die. But for everyone, it's always good to die later.

Many of the horses had frozen to death, and Stannis ordered the poor brutes to be skinned and deboned, and the soldiers were fed before retreating at an even faster pace.

Ruce Burton, also known as "Old Skinner", is fighting in Winterfell, trying to catch the future Stannis. A few days later, the spies came with the news that Stannis' army was heading back.

Hearing the news, the gloomy Ruth Bolton couldn't help but be stunned for a long time. He knew Stannis's temper, that was a guy who didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back, and didn't look back after hitting the south wall, how could he do such a thing like an army halfway out and then go home?

It wasn't the Stannis he remembered. In his memory, Stannis was a warrior who could rush to the front line with a sword, even if he knew he was going to die, he would fight to the end.

Luce Bolton could only think that the current situation was mostly due to Stannis's dissuading by his generals.

That's fine, old Peel Lus secretly breathed a sigh of relief, killing a thousand enemies, self-damage eight hundred, although there is no such sentence in this world, but the general meaning is still there. If it were possible, Luce didn't want to consume the strength in his hands. (To be continued.) )