Drying off the drops of water, Egg picked up the clothes sent by his subordinates: the all-black kaftan characteristic of the Night Watch, but the material was velvet, obviously not a uniform - both the texture and the workmanship were very different from those worn by the night watchmen, and the skin was rubbed against the body, so comfortable that the traverser almost groaned. In Westeros, only the Night's Watch wears all-black clothes, but it doesn't look like they're made for themselves, it's Bunyan Stark's own clothes.

(Following the leader on a business trip, it is really much better than staying in the Great Wall.) Iger thought with a wry smile.

Of course, the traverser is not without better clothes, although his family was not a local tyrant before coming to this world, at least he had a house and a car, and his mother was still a tailor-turned-clothing store owner, which can be regarded as a genuine connoisseur. Don't dare to say anything else, pick out any one of your wardrobes, it is definitely affordable and decent...... Growing up, wearing "good clothes" was simply a matter of course. But that life seems to have passed a long time ago. Once upon a time, he was still working hard for a higher standard of life, but now he has been reduced to the point where he feels satisfied with wearing comfortable clothes, and among the traversers, he is probably the worst first-class.

Winterfell sits on top of a hot spring, and hot water is piped between the walls, and even the worst room without a fireplace is at least twenty degrees warmer than outside. After taking a shower and sitting in a chair, the traverser was so comfortable that he barely wanted to move a finger...... But there was still something to do tonight, so he pulled himself together, straightened his clothes, and left the room.

......

The Night's Watch was a "welcome guest" in Winterfell, and after all, it was just a good thing to hear, and no one bothered to care about his small soldier when the king was coming. After the servant impatiently pointed him to the place where the banquet was taking place, and finding his place in the corner, he and a large group of banquet attendees who had arrived early began to wait.

The hall was steaming and filled with the aroma of grilled meat and freshly baked bread. The gray stone walls of the four walls of the hall are covered with flags, gray and white are the Ice Running Wolves of House Stark, golden is the Crown Stag of House Baratheon, and Crimson is the roaring lion of House Lannister. There was a singer playing the harp and singing a ballad, but Egger was unfamiliar with the language of Westeros, and at the end of the long hall, he couldn't hear the song at all.

Jon Snow was at the same table as him at the King's Dinner, and whether his father was Rhaegar Targaryen or Eddard Stark, as long as he was not a legally recognized heir, bastard had the same status as a Night's Watchman: "popular", i.e., the lowest level of participants who were eligible to be seated. This is the cold hierarchy of the world of ice and fire, but the boy does not seem to be troubled, but seems very comfortable - sometimes feeding the Xiaoice wolf hiding under the table, sometimes eagerly asking Iger about the details of the night watchman, with a heartless and optimistic look.

In addition to the bastards and the Night's Watch, there were many young squires at the same table, some serving the Starks, some loyal to the Crown, and some from Castle Rock or Lannisham. There were no old feuds between the families and the old feuds of the older generations, and despite their origins, they sat shoulder to shoulder with glass of wine and talked about what they had seen and heard in the same language—Jon was interested in asking him about the Wall, and he answered them all, and as he narrated, more and more people put down their knives, forks and glasses and joined in the conversation.

"Do giants really exist?"

"Are the people north of the Great Wall really dry goats?"

"I've heard that wild people eat their own children when they are hungry!"

Iger understood that talking about the strange ghost would only be seen as bragging, so he simply did not mention it, but simply picked out interesting topics that could be used as talking points.

He is in his twenties this year, and the youthful characteristics of the Oriental allow him to integrate into this circle of teenagers, but the accumulation of age and experience makes him at least the most mature and stable person at this table. Some of the popular science books on psychology he read before the crossing made him know how to cater to others...... In the original world, he wasn't slick, but in a world where the theme was generally striking, he was able to deal with a few kids. Within a moment, the Night's Watch Ranger, dressed in new black, was the star of the table, and the boys gathered around him, toasting him and asking him questions, and the atmosphere was so enthusiastic that even the people at the adjacent table moved their benches and leaned over to listen to Egg's story.

"However, the Great Wall is not very peaceful this time. "The weather is getting colder by the day, and a hundred thousand wildlings, led by the King of the Outer Gates, are gathering to break through the Great Wall to the south, which to them is south of—for them the south of the Great Wall is the south—and the Rangers are beginning to sight of what appears to be a ghostly humanoid in the Shadow Forest...... Since the beginning of this year, several brothers have gone missing while patrolling north. ”

This kind of thing is naturally meaningless to talk to the bastards and young squires in front of them, but the news will spread, behind the bastards is the head of the Stark family and the future heir, and the squires serve knights, nobles and other people from all over the world who actually control the resources of Westeros. Spreading the plight of the Night's Watch through various channels will inevitably benefit the defenders of the Wall in the long run.

The high-ranking members of the Night's Watch are all men who stand up to the sky, but the environment of the era in which they were born and raised doomed them to have limited knowledge of the role of "public opinion...... Egger has a vision and insight far beyond them, and ultimately wants to use what he knows to make a small contribution to the Legion - in this cruel world, you have to be prepared for everything, and if you don't find a way to escape the Night's Watch, you have to rely on your comrades to survive. What is good for the legion is what is good for itself.

"100,000 savages?" Some of the listeners didn't believe it at all, while others showed expressions of surprise and nervousness: "Can the night watchman stop the attack?" ”

"This is only an approximate estimate, among the 100,000 people, there are old and young, dragging their families and driving livestock, and if they can have 10,000 troops capable of fighting, it will be up to the sky. Iger raised his glass and drank it all: "If there is a frontal attack, 100,000 elite soldiers will not be able to climb the Great Wall, and the problem encountered by the night watchmen now is that the Great Wall is too long and too few troops to be deployed everywhere, and if the wild men pick an undefended area and climb over the inside and outside, we will be vulnerable." ”

"What then. ”

Egg smiled wryly, "That's a good question, the Chief Ranger came to Winterfell to discuss this issue with the Guardian of the North. ”

A bunch of young people had to ask again, and the protagonists of the banquet arrived at the scene.

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