When the people in the city saw the strange cavalry team passing by, they immediately lowered their heads and talked about it, and they didn't know what these cavalry teams had to do with the upcoming war.

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Walk through the fresh garden of the sacred woods, the tall mahogany trees resemble tall beauties, the birds sing in their nests in the hidden forest, and the fragrance of flowers fills the air.

"These rosewoods are so beautiful," Jones said as he walked here, feeling refreshed. He still remembers being in Winterfell as a child, and the Sacred Grove that Robb, Jon Snow, and little Arya frequented.

It was a different story, with 10,000-year-old trees dotting the perimeter, and the leaves piled up on the ground seemed to have come from time immemorial, emitting the smell of dampness. The woods consisted of sentinel trees draped in gray-green pine needles, sturdy oaks, and iron trees as old as the kingdom, their thick black trunks hugging each other, and twisting branches weaving a dense towering tree overhead, deep and silent.

"This is Miss Caitlin's favorite place, and I remember her laughter, she is so beautiful and kind, and she is the princess in everyone's heart in the city," said Sir Gary wistfully, "I wonder how Miss Caitlyn is now?"

"Madame is good, she already has five children for Master Stark," Jones replied.

The leader of the guards nodded and stopped talking, and led Jones into the hall at the top of the main castle.

Edmure Tully had obviously been waiting for a long time, and as he walked up and down the high platform, he saw the door push open, and immediately straightened up, surveying the approaching people.

There were five people in total, but it was easy to see that the black-armored warrior with a sword more than one person tall was the leader.

"Lord Tully, it is my honor to meet you. Jones lifted his metal mask and bowed, "I'm Jones Amber, the leader of the Northern Cavalry Commando, and I've come to support Riverrun on the orders of Lord Robb Stark. ”

"Lord Jones, I am glad that you have come to support the Tully family, and the Tully family will always remember your help. Edmure Tully was very polite at first, but at the end he became more and more anxious, "I don't know where my nephew's army is now, and when will it come?"

"Master Stark's army should still be in Carlin Bay by now," Jones replied truthfully, "I don't know what Master Stark is going to do next, so I may be in the vanguard of the Tully family, or maybe all of them." ”

Edmure sat back on the platform after hearing Jones's words, and muttered, "What's the use of being there in Carlin Bay, Carlin Bay?"

The Earls of Riverland were also very disappointed when they heard this, and the bald Earl of Brecon sneered, "I thought I really came to support, what is the use of just one of you assault troops?

The hook-nosed Earl of Blackwood immediately retorted, "Since you're here, you're a friend of our Riverlanders and our Blackwood's partner, Bracken, is this how you treat your friends?"

Jones looked gratefully at the tall, lanky Earl of Blackwood.

It seems that the rumors are true, and the Blackwood family is supposed to be the only family in the South that believes in the Old Gods, so they have good intentions towards the Northerners.

The bald Earl of Bracken was enraged by Blywood again, got up from his chair, and said loudly, "Am I not right, Stark wants to send us away with such a small number of people, who are obviously just a bunch of discarded waste." ”

"Balding old fellow, who do you say is the shit?" said Sir Percy, who could not hold back his patience and pointed at Brecken.

If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't qualified to bring in the hammer, I'm afraid he would have already started at this time.

"You call me a bald old fellow?" said the Earl of Brickon, looking at the bald Percy in disbelief, "Who gave you the courage to talk to an earl like this?"

"Balding old fellow, remember, I'm Sir Percy. Percy didn't care about the angry Earl.

Since the boss didn't stop him, he dared to keep scolding, and if he really went too far, Jones wouldn't say nothing.

Everyone in the hall began to snicker when they heard the bald old fellow called Earl Brecken, and even the usually serious Earl of Blackwood grinned.

"I will cut off your head and hang it on the wall. The angry Earl exclaimed, "Hendry, what are you waiting for?"

When the young man next to the Count heard this, he immediately stepped forward with his sword and walked towards Percy.

"That's enough," Edmus cried feebly, "stop me, now." ”

The young man did not dare to disobey Lord Tully's order, so he retreated again.

"Is this the hospitality of the Riverlanders?" Jones said sarcastically, "you know, we have already helped you along the way with two cavalry teams, a total of more than a thousand men. ”

"Really?" Edmure stood up in surprise, "You're telling the truth?"

Jones nodded and said, "Naturally it's true, the first cavalry team was led by the Bamvert family, nearly eight hundred people, and they were burning along the Green Fork River at that time, and we will easily annihilate them all." ”

Speaking of this, Jones paused, and sure enough, the attitude of all the earls of the Riverland was no longer contemptuous, and they all looked at him seriously.

"The second cavalry team met by the Blue Fork River, I don't know who led it, it was too dark at that time, there were nearly four hundred people, except for their leader, the Gray Armored Giant, who fled, and all the others were solved by us. Jones said proudly. If the first battle was a fluke, the second battle was a real victory.

"What Grey Giant, what does he look like?" a young man asked hurriedly.

Although he didn't know why he was so anxious, Jones said patiently, "Very tall and strong, uh, more than a head taller than me, his gray iron armor encircles him like an iron bucket, by the way, he also wears a flat-topped helmet on his head, a great sword in one hand, and a huge and thick oak shield in the other." ”

"It's him, yes," the young man screamed, "it's Gregor Clegane 'The Mountain', and I've seen him split my father in half, and I'll never forget it for the rest of my life." ”

"Magic Mountain?"

"Clegane?"

"How could that guy?"

"That guy can still be defeated?"

Hearing this name, the Earls of Riverland were shocked, and could no longer hold their composure, and began to discuss.

Even Rona and Percy secretly talked about it in amazement.

"Is that guy the legendary Magic Mountain?" Jones thought to himself, "but that guy is so strong, if it were him, it would be reasonable." ”

The Mountain is not an unknown person, he is almost a fierce representative of the Seven Kingdoms, and the Mountain has been known in Westeros since the 'Usurper War' more than a decade ago.

"You really defeated that guy from the Magic Mountain?" Edmure asked, still a little incredulous.

"Personally, I'm a tie with him," Jones said after a moment's thought, he was actually out of strength at the time, and if it weren't for the remnants of the army running away with the magic mountain, it was really not certain who would win and who would lose.

"But my cavalry did beat them like dogs, and fled with their tails between their legs. Jones added.

"Just you as a nobody?" cried the bald Earl of Brecken, unconvinced, who had just scolded others for being discarded waste.

"Perhaps, not a nobody, isn't it?" Jones replied leisurely.