At night, in the manager's tent. Rob was working on the next route of the march. In his opinion, after the wedding, he will have the support of Riverrun and the Twin Cities, and he will be no weaker than the Lannisters in numbers. It's time to try your hand at King's Landing.

On the east side of the camp, a sharp figure was rapidly approaching the camp. About fifty meters away from the camp, the figure stopped. This is already the limit, and it is impossible to avoid the sentry post of the barracks any further.

I saw that the figure stood up and took out a longbow and a long arrow from behind his back. Some of the differences are a note tied to the tip of the arrow. And the arrow is very short, which means that the arrow is not lethal enough. It's close to midnight at this point, so there shouldn't be anyone else in the manager's tent. The lights haven't gone out yet, so Rob shouldn't have slept yet. The figure drew his longbow and fired the arrow at the boss's tent. The arrow streaked across the night sky and flew towards the boss's tent without anyone noticing.

Without waiting for the result, after shooting the arrow, the figure immediately turned away. Just right to avoid the soldiers on the night patrol, and disappeared into the night.

On the other side, Rob was looking intently at the map. Suddenly, a long arrow sliced through the tent and landed beside him.

"Enemy attack." That was Rob's first thought. But the next second he suppressed the thought. Because he noticed the difference in this arrow. It's an arrow that is used to convey a message. He told the guards outside that there was nothing wrong with him, that he had just knocked over a chair. Then he picked up the arrow and opened the note on it. The content of the note was simple, but Rob had an extremely complicated expression when he read it. Expressions of disbelief, shock, doubt, and so on.

Rob didn't say anything about it, but calmly called his own guard. The knight, who had sworn allegiance to House Stark since childhood, was speechless for a moment of surprise after listening to Rob's command. But loyalty, he finally chose to carry out the order unconditionally.

Wade. Frey is the head of the Frey family, an old, proud, and greedy lord who has ruled the family for decades, leaving behind hundreds of heirs. Despite his great value for his family's loyalty, his children fought mercilessly with each other, and at the same time shamelessly ingratiated himself with him, producing countless sons named Wader and countless daughters named Vada.

This time it was one of his daughters who was married. In fact, he couldn't even remember which lady had born this girl to him. For him, these girls are just a symbol of who he is as a man. If he can buy it at a good price, he will definitely pack and sell all his daughters together without any care.

The young girl could not choose her own fate, but she still heard consciously or unconsciously that her husband was no longer the 'young wolf master' she had agreed upon, but one of his distant nephews. In addition to being a little disappointed, I can't help but start fantasizing about what kind of person my future husband is. Unfortunately, no one in this contest considered his situation and feelings. She was a complete political victim.

The day of the wedding has arrived, and it is a very special moment. Not just a couple, but also an alliance between the Freys and Starks. It's a real political marriage. The two sides congratulate each other, but behind the congratulatory smiles, it is unknown how much deep meaning is hidden.

The grand dinner was held as scheduled, and all the soldiers were given wine and meat. Frey promised to drink all the drinks tonight, much to the cheers of the soldiers. This was their first chance to relax since the start of the war.

In the hall of the castle, Rob, Caitlin, Burton and others were all present at the dinner tonight. The old Frey sat down on the throne and gave a short congratulatory speech. Then large pieces of meat were brought to the table one after another. Medieval dinners can only go so far. A feast of grilled meats and stews.

On the second floor, a band from afar was playing. Robb's smile was a little forced, and just now he had already made sure that Bolton was wearing armor when he was drinking. It was only at this moment that he was sure that what was said on that note was the truth.

Rob made a secret signal without moving, and the guards not far away took the order. Behind this noisy banquet, a battle of conspiracy and counter-conspiracy is unfolding in a tight way.

In the camp outside the hall, the atmosphere was very strange. Many of the castle's soldiers brought wine and meat to entertain the soldiers of the north. I thought it was going to be a carnival. Unexpectedly, these stupid big guys in the north are all brainless. If you have to drink it together, you have to drink as much as I want.

"It's not the same as it was promised." A group of soldiers from the castle could only complain secretly. As a last resort, a group of people had no choice but to fight with a group of knights from the north. The climate in the north is cold, and spirits are an important item to ward off the cold. A group of knights in the river fought with the knights of the north, and the result can be imagined. And every time I fight for wine, there are a lot of people watching from the sidelines, and I can't do it if I want to. As a result, the castle soldiers who had been ordered to come to intoxicate the knights of the North fell first.

Several of the Bolton family's guards saw that something was wrong and secretly wanted to leave to report the news. But as soon as he turned around, he saw several Stark family guards standing behind him.

"The banquet has just begun, let's drink together." Regardless of what they had to say, he pulled them back to the crowd.

"But we still have patrol missions."

"No, I've already arranged all the patrol tasks. All you have to do is drink tonight, you know? Rob's immediate guards made a direct conclusion. The tone of the last sentence had an eerie feeling in the ears of the Bolton family's guards. He knew it was coming.

At this moment, when I looked around, I saw that all the guards of the Bolton family were surrounded in the middle of the drinking field. The chaotic carnival camp seems to be loose and tight. All the Boltons who attempted to leave were driven back to the middle of the camp. Thousands of knights under the Stark family vaguely surrounded the entire camp. And the soldiers of the castle have long been unconscious by a group of northern heroes. At this moment, several of the Bolton family's guards knew that they had already been completely exposed. And most importantly, their masters don't know anything about it.

The banquet in the castle hall had come to an end. Many of the guests, including Rob, drank a lot. Looks a little drunk. At this point, it's time to see the poor dagger. It's just that a trace of panic always flashes in Burton's heart from time to time, as if something bad is about to happen. His guards should have signaled to him long before a stick of incense, but there was no news yet. He was a little bottomless in his heart, but at this moment, he was ready to send it.