In order to avoid revealing clues to attract the vigilance of the sentinels, and to protect the infiltration of the demolition team, most of the land-giving army has been huddled in the winter town after dark, and dare not make any moves in advance, so cautious and safe, but it also brings another problem: if the main attack force starts from the camp after the demolition team has completed its mission, it will be difficult to reach the gap in the first place and use the blasted city gate to quickly attack the castle.

In order to solve this contradiction, Egger's countermeasure was to tell the whole army in advance: use the first explosion as a signal for a general attack.

Although Winterfell's external defense system has two layers, the inner and outer layers, and the second round of detonation can completely penetrate it, but it is possible to maximize the victory by seizing the gap between the first and second rounds of blasting to allow the main force to play in advance.

Of course, this solution solves one problem and introduces a new one: if the first blast is over, but the second blast does not go well or is not as effective, the general attack force will never have time to brake and will have to crash head-on into the intact inner walls of Winterfell, which are taller and thicker than the outer walls!

There is no such thing as a perfect tactical plan, and Iger will try to prevent that from happening...... But if there is an accident in the end, the land-giving army can only use other backup means, relying on the advantage of morale and organizational ability, to storm the castle.

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When the horn of the attack sounded immediately after the first roar, the winter town, which had been blinded by the black lights and went dormant as usual, suddenly lit up with countless points of light - the two attacking troops, who had long been ready to attack, brushed their torches at the moment they heard the sound, and under the command of officers at all levels, they rushed out of the siege camp in an orderly manner, and the long queue formed by the squeezing of the camp gate looked into the distance like two long glowing snakes winding in the snowfield, swimming towards the east and north gates of Winterfell respectively.

Murphy's Law did not occur in the face of sufficient and overflowing preparations, although the demolition team inevitably had some small accidents in the process of attacking the inner city gates, resulting in the second round of explosions in a bit of synchronization in time, but the castle defenders, who were completely confused, failed to grasp this small flaw at all to make any obstruction to it, and a total of four city gates in the east and north directions were blown open under the saturation blasting in a very short period of time, and the siege army arrived at the two blown up gates one step ahead of the defenders.

The swarms of land-giving soldiers climbed over the collapsed gatehouses, erected passages over the frozen moats, and outnumbered the sentinels who had slowed down the two walls and began to pour into the castle, while the owner of the castle was still directing the fire extinguishing on the other side of the castle, far from the front line.

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Robb had been in a state of high tension for the past few days in the face of the rebellion and the raid of the Night's Watch, and even though the good news from the Earl of Bolton had sealed the victory, he had not fully relaxed - as a young lord who had succeeded him as a teenager, he knew that he had to be more cautious and hardworking than ordinary nobles to lead his family to survive in this dangerous and chaotic world. With three points of enlightenment, two points of luck and five points of talent, he returned to the north safely in the battle of kings that swept through the Seven Kingdoms, and won a victory and a cart full of booty.

His immense prestige and adoration from all corners made him swell for a short time, but the defeat in the battle against the Iron People made him wake up in time: his close pet and reliable comrade-in-arms, the Icewolf "Grey Wind", at the cost of his life, made Robb deeply and completely understand the meaning of his own clan language "Winter is coming" - This simple sentence composed of three words is neither a mantra made up by the ancestors for the sake of literature and art, nor is it a simple weather forecast that has been passed down to this day by a cold bastard, and its core is to warn and warn future generations: always maintain a sense of crisis, no matter when and where, never think you are safe!

Adhering to the legacy of his ancestors, Robb came to his senses as soon as he heard the news of the fire in the stables - although he couldn't think of how the rebels outside the city could set the stables on fire in the city, but even if it was really just an accident, it could not be ruled out that Iger took advantage of the fire in the city to launch a night attack on the castle, in order to eliminate all sources of threat, he decided to go to the school and personally preside over the firefighting work to minimize the chaos and risk caused by this accident.

Robb left the warm bedding and dressed neatly, kissed his sleepy-eyed wife on the cheek, coaxed her to sleep again, and then went out to call the guards, and began to walk down the stairs to the bottom.

"Is Rodric awake, tell him to lead someone to the kitchen to find a bucket and fetch water to put out the fire!" As he went downstairs, the Lord of Winterfell had already begun to give orders.

"Sir Rodric has gone. ”

"Good. The old knight was always so loyal and reliable, Robb nodded with satisfaction, "Find a few legs and feet to go to the walls to give orders, the sentries don't need to be involved in firefighting, be vigilant and stay vigilant......!" This is not enough, send another one to the guard room, the number of sentries will be doubled tonight, and if there is any movement of the rebels outside the city, don't hesitate, ring the bell immediately to warn!"

"Yes, sir!"

"When I go out, I close the gate of the main fort and latch it, and the fire is extinguished, and no one is allowed to enter or leave until I return!" This is not only to prevent people in the city from taking advantage of the chaos, but also to a certain extent to prevent bear children like Arya or Rickon...... Out of curiosity, I went downstairs to join in the fun, and encountered some danger in the chaos.

After ordering this Chase piecemeal affairs, the group had arrived at the gate, and just a few steps away, a figure wrapped in a padded jacket that still looked petite happened to run back from outside the house, fortunately stopped in time, so as not to crash into Robb's arms: "Lord Robb...... Good evening, good evening. ”

"Not good at all!" Robb frowned at Myrcella, "What are you doing out there at such a late hour, Maeve?"

The girl was a little nervous by this stern questioning, and timidly explained, "The room is a little stuffy, and I fell asleep for a while and then woke up, and then I couldn't sleep, for fear of disturbing Sansa and Arya, so I came out to breathe...... There seems to be a fire on the other side of the schoolyard!"

"I already know!Alas, you can't ...... this kind of extraordinary moment" Can't you stay in the house and don't run around, Robb's words came to his lips, but he suddenly realized: For this cheap sister who is not related by blood, he can't reprimand him casually like he does with his own sisters, and a word of gravity may leave a mustard in her heart.

Forget it, let's think about these things when the more important things in front of you are over, he waved his hand: "Hurry back to the house, close the door, and don't run around." ”

"Uh-huh. As if he had been pardoned, she hurried past him with her head bowed and ran back to the main castle.

Robb could never have imagined the role of the girl who had just passed him tonight, and he forgot about the little episode in a blink of an eye, and hurried to the stables with the group.

Before he arrived at the scene, he found that the situation was far worse than he imagined - the firelight illuminated half of the city wall, not to mention, there were actually a few war horses that should have been in the stables rushing past them like a gust of wind, followed by many disheveled and panicked evacuation residents, even he, the city lord and the soldiers' loud shouts and scolding, could not slow down their pace for a moment, looking at the direction, there were actually some people who were fleeing in the direction of the main fortress.

Thankfully, the main castle gate was closed!

Robb rejoiced inwardly, but then became even more uneasy: the stables were made of wood, but they shouldn't have burned so fast, what was going on?

Sensing the anomaly, he turned around and solemnly added an order: "Go to the guest room to wake up Count Severn, and order him to send a hundred men to various intersections in the city to maintain order and stop the rioters, and bring another two hundred people to maintain order and help extinguish the fire." Wait a minute...... Also, wake up all the remaining soldiers, and order them to be fully equipped and go to the four gates to support in four ways, in case there are any more accidents!"

"Including the shift that was changed in the middle of the night?"

"Including the one on duty in the middle of the night. ”

Another herald went to the direction of the arsenal to deliver a message, and with a series of clear orders from the city lord, the commotion of the night sentries was suppressed, and the soldiers in the barracks in the center of the city also began to go to various places in the city according to the order: those who put out the fire arrived at the school field first, those who maintained order also began to intercept and collect the chaotic people running around, and the rest quickly armed themselves and began to rush to the four city gates......

Now, neither the rebels in the city nor the rebels outside the city have a chance to take advantage of the fire to threaten Winterfell—thinking like this, Robb breathed a sigh of relief.

But the explosion sounded at the second when he felt reassured.

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[I'm so tired that I can't lift my energy, I want to rest and slow down, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to pick it up again as soon as I put it down, so I thought about it and decided to change the update mode for this period first: every 1,000 recommended votes will be changed to a chapter, and the daily will be capped, so let's count the votes and refresh yourself. 】