The wind of nature couldn't lift the corners of Little Finger's clothes, and the energy in the void slowly eroded his body, but the energy from Li Kuan protected his thoughts.

The traces of the void corrosion around his eyelids brought a hint of evil to his face, and the action of sitting on the chair and looking into the distance with his eyes was undoubtedly more imposing. At his feet, a crowd of people of all religions and nine ranks prostrate on the ground.

Wandering knights, revenants, slave owners, thieves, robbers, etc., are all people who are not looked down upon by mainstream society, and they often represent the dark side of Lanstrrow, and betrayal and assault are synonymous with them.

However, at this moment, they didn't dare to think about it at all, knowing that Littlefinger was not a benevolent person, especially after the Void Energy corroded his body, this characteristic was magnified several times.

"...... of the North" Littlefinger didn't know what he was thinking, his palm hidden in his robe, and muttered to himself.

"North, my lord." The woman who was waiting on the side whispered, "The Royalists have sent a box of jewels, and I hope we can work with them to cause trouble for the Starks." ”

Oh, mischief! The ability of the sons of the family of Snead Stark was not enough to cope with such a crisis. So it should be the strong woman of the Tully family who is blocking the royal party?

Littlefinger rubbed the ring on his finger and asked, "How many people do you think will jump out if we let it go?" ”

"It would be a disaster for the North." The woman bowed her head respectfully and said, "Everything is according to your will. ”

"Everything follows the will of the Void." After Littlefinger whispered, he waved his hand, "Agree to their request, walk the news out, and our people don't move." ”

The woman's waiting movements slowed down for a beat, and then she reacted again and bowed down.

……

Fast forward and a few more weeks, and since the Acting Lord of the North, Robb Stark, announced that he would take back Catherine Tully's command and put her under house arrest, the Temple Guards of the Light (halberders and spearmen) had been guarding her and her children at the city's towers.

It was clear that the guards of these temples were highly skilled in martial arts, and they ignored all Robb Stark's orders, which made him feel extremely ashamed.

He was desperate to prove himself and make the guards pay the price, but unfortunately things did not go as expected, and before the matter of seizing power in the family was resolved, all kinds of bad news came from the territory, first the royalists tore their faces in the open and robbed a village.

Then, the patriarch of the Bolton family, who had always been on guard, suddenly declared the Stark family treason, hung up the banner of the royalists, and hurriedly gathered a team of thousands of people and marched towards Winterfell.

"Thousands! Just after sending soldiers to the Black Great Wall. Robb Stark slammed into the railing of the corridor of the moat tower, and the snow fell from the railing. They have already calculated. ”

No one could answer him, and the little guy behind him could only look at him with innocent eyes.

"How many more people and supplies do we have that can go to war." Robb Stark rubbed his eyebrows, then asked, "Get the numbers accurate." ”

And ...... And no exact numbers, my lord. The little guy stammered.

In fact, since he began to put his mother under house arrest, the entire territory has lost support from the new city, and he is not only facing the invasion of foreign enemies, but also the crisis of not having enough food for a long time.

Not good news by any means.

"Then arrange for someone to count our soldiers and supplies." Robb Stark turned and walked towards the armory, saying as he went, "I'm going to know the exact numbers by the afternoon." ”

The little guy hurried towards the camp with his rag cloak in his arms.

Robb Stark, who arrived at the armory, finally made his frowning brow stretch a little as he looked at the weapons and materials piled up in the armory.

At least you don't need to worry about this one. New Town's support for Winterfell was quite strong.

That's why Robb Stark feels uncomfortable, and everyone wants to get ahead and be admired.

But now only his father and brother are admired, and this gap makes Robb Stark feel a sulk in his heart, and it is this sullenness that makes him unwilling to give in to his mother for help in the face of the pressure of the enemy's army.

While Robb Stark was inspecting the armory stockpile, a few dozen miles outside of Winterfell, an army of royalists was stationed and driving away the beasts that had emerged from the wilderness.

In this large camp, dozens of lords quarreled for no more than a few reasons. It was not only they who launched an attack on the northern border. Even the Tyrells, the Tullys, were part of the attack, and their slogan was that the power of the king could not be granted.

This is the last bottom line that the nobles of the Lanstrow continent have adhered to for hundreds of years, and this clever slogan has undoubtedly brought together many small nobles.

Although the power has become unprecedentedly strong, for the top of the royalist party, it has made the command bloated.

As the commander of the coalition army, the position was also vacant. The old lady of the Queen of Thorns of House Tyrells sat in the corner, eating fruit, oblivious to everything in front of her.

In her opinion, all the nobles except the Peel Bolton and Tully families were not worth mentioning. The number of people they led was far less than that of one of the three families.

So no matter how much they quarrel it is the same result, cannon fodder.

Cannon fodder should do a good job of cannon fodder and consume the opponent's troops.

Sitting next to the old lady is the orphan and widow of the Tully family, although Catherine Tully is from the Tully family, but for the orphans and widows, Littlefinger, who is "wanted to die" in King's Landing, is the most important thing, and the news of Littlefinger's death stimulates the two of them, so revenge is imperative.

And the military strength they brought was also the most numerous and chaotic, mainly because the elite cavalry regiment had all been wiped out outside King's Landing.

Sitting next to these two giants is the current patriarch of the Burton family, Rams Burton. This notorious pervert, after killing his father, still feeds his hunting dogs with human flesh at parties.

However, a pleasant smile crossed his lips as he looked at the many royalists who were arguing.

The three of them didn't talk to each other, because the Queen of Thorns knew that she had come to attack the Stark family as a joke, to beat the young master Robb Stark, who thought he was in control. Let him restrain his movements, not as everyone thinks, to target the Holy Light.

She, don't dare.