"Arya!" of course Misella would not be stupid enough to ask who this "he" was, but ran over without hesitation for half a second, "Don't do anything stupid!"

I don't have as much strength as hers, which is nothing to be embarrassed to admit, but the height and weight of the two are the same, as long as I rush over and hug Arya's waist and don't let go, I can definitely stop the murderous little assassin in front of me!

Messila thought so, but she didn't expect that this time the second lady would no longer entangle with her more, but clenched the little sword, and pushed herself with her free other hand, making her take a few steps back again and again, leaning on the edge of the bed to stand firm.

The three girls in the room were stunned: Arya was sorry for trying too hard, and Sansa was frightened by her sister's hand and her furious look...... As for Messira, she remembered the day when her fate took a turn for no reason. In the Queen's Room in King's Landing Red Keep that day, in the confrontation between his mother and the two "fathers", didn't he try his best to mediate and try to de-escalate the situation and prevent the situation from deteriorating, but in the end he didn't achieve any results?

Could it be that the same history is going to repeat itself tonight, and the Starks and Egger, the two she loves and is close to, are destined to be separated from each other?

"I'm sorry......" Arya subconsciously apologized for her good upbringing, but before she opened her mouth, the guilt was immediately overwhelmed by the anger above, she took a deep breath, and rushed out of the room without looking back.

Messila struggled out of the bad memories, full of chagrin and confusion, but suddenly her heart changed: today, at any cost, we must prevent the repeat of the same mistakes!

"Sansa, stop standing, come with me to chase her!"

Sansa, the eldest sister, had become the most assertive of all in the turmoil, and when she heard this, she came to her senses, and when she saw that Messila was determined and decisive, she nodded, and quickly put on a coat as well, and ran out of the house.

I thought that I might not be able to catch up, but after running down the stairs quickly, the scene in front of them made the two breathe a sigh of relief: Harris Moran, the captain of the guard who was ordered to stay in the main fort, led several guards to faithfully carry out the master's orders, and stopped the second lady who was as angry as a fried wolf.

"The rebels are attacking the city outside, and you are a big man, just hiding behind the door of the main fort as a shrunken turtle?!"

The captain of the guard was not at all impressed by his own young lady, he looked down at Arya with an expressionless face, and did not take half a step from the gate: "If Lord Robb orders me to be a turtle with a shrunken head, then I will hide myself firmly in my shell until the end of the world." ”

"You, you, you......" Faced with a shameless answer, Arya took a long time to come up with a response, "I don't have the courage of a girl yet!

With great strength, Arya squeezed towards the gate with her own words, and actually pushed the captain of the guard back a step.

However, the progress of the second lady's attempt to break out ended here: her strength was only compared to that of girls of the same age, in front of healthy and strong adult men......

Harris Moran did take a step back, but instead of losing his balance, he leaned his back against the latch, still firmly blocking the exit, and now he really didn't move at all: "Miss, you have two choices now: Or, go back to the room by yourself...... Or, I'll take it back. ”

Arya felt like she was about to explode, she stopped talking nonsense, but took a step back and raised the sewing needle, and put on an elegant but fierce stabbing hand pose: "Don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Arya, what are you doing!" a neutral female voice came from the direction of the second floor behind her, and the two Mrs. Stark, one old and one young, were walking down the stairs together, and it was the former who spoke, her mother, Caitlin Stark.

"Mother, I'm ......" Arya turned her head and was about to open her mouth to defend herself, but her wrist hurt violently in distraction, and the small sword in her hand was actually snatched by the captain of the guard.

"Miss, I would like to give you two more pieces of advice: first, do not draw your sword at will without the determination and courage to do so, and second, do not be distracted when you use your weapon against others. ”

"Give me back the sword!" Arya didn't have the heart to listen to him, so angry that she didn't even care about her mother who was roaring behind her, and rushed up to retrieve the sewing needle.

The captain of the guard held his snatched sword high in the air, and the two Starks hurried down the stairs angrily, just as the hall of the main castle was in the midst of a commotion, the roar of a second explosion was heard.

This time it was the inner gate that led directly to the castle, and due to the reduction of the synchronization rate between the two demolition teams, plus the addition of two suspension bridges to the target, this round of "thunder" was not neat, and it sounded five or six times intermittently and irregularly before finally ending. However, despite the different paces, due to the absence of high walls and the closer, the volume and vibration were much stronger than before, and the tremors seemed to come from the depths of the earth, thick and violent, and the soles of the feet on the floor seemed to be perceived, the walls of the main castle buzzed, and a few wisps of dust that might have been sitting quietly on the roof for hundreds of years, witnessing the changes of the Stark family for several generations were shaken off.

The room was quiet for a moment, but it was enough for Misella to run up to Arya and put her arms around her waist.

"Admit your mistake!" she whispered into Arya's ear.

"What?"

"You're stupid, go out now, it's dark outside, do you know where to kill Egger?"

In the process of following the latter down the stairs, Myrcella thought quickly, and then realized that if she wanted to persuade and protect Arya, it would never work to block her strongly, and she had to follow her brain circuits to think and speak in order to have any hope of success.

Seeing that Arya was really stunned for half a second, the little princess hurriedly continued to explain: "There are two possibilities: one is that the bastard can't enter Winterfell at all, and you want to kill him completely utopian, and the other is that he did get in - but you have to understand that we are all in the main castle, and the strategic value of all the other places in Winterfell is not half as big as here. In other words, you may not be able to find someone when you go out, but if you stay here, you will definitely be able to wait for him!"

After briefly turning Messila's words in her head, Arya suddenly realized that she had a point.

"But he snatched my sword!"

"So admit your mistake to your mother, and tell her that you will only defend yourself with a 'sewing needle' and will not mess around anymore before you have a chance to get it back!"

While speaking, the mother and sister-in-law had already approached, and the second lady didn't have time to think about it, so she could only quickly turn around and say it according to the teachings of Messira.

"Hmph, there are thousands of big men in this city, it's your turn to defend yourself?" Lady Caitlyn obviously scoffed at this, but she was satisfied with her daughter's attitude, stared at Arya seriously for a while, and nodded at Harris Moran: "Give it back to her, guard the gate, no one is allowed to enter or leave unless Robb returns." ”

The captain of the guard raised his head with his chest straight: "Madam, don't worry, whoever wants to enter or exit through this door without permission will have to step over my corpse!"

......

A few minutes after the assassination failed at the first step, Arya followed the two little sisters back to her room, full of annoyance. The only thing that made her glad was that she had relented according to Messira's words, and she had finally brought the sword back.

"What the hell was going on with that thunderous sound?" Sansa suddenly had no confidence to complain about her nervousness with a real sword in her sister's hand, pushed the door into the room, and quickly ran to the window, peering out of the window, and then let out an exclamation.

The room temporarily shared by the three of them had a window facing northeast, and through it could see through it, the city gates had been opened, and the two glowing snakes that they had not seen through the city wall had now penetrated into the city through the gap. While a part of their "body" is engaged in a fierce battle with the night sentinels, the "head" is already familiar with the road, and is clearly aiming towards the center of the castle, about to meet the other two torch dragons from the defenders' camp!

The land-giver army broke through the inner and outer gates of Winterfell in a matter of moments? Messira, who also saw this scene, was shocked, but the thought immediately popped up in his mind: If Iger had such a means, then what else would he do with that fire?

Before she had time to think about it, she suddenly came back to her senses, and quickly hugged the other who looked like she was about to break out: "Don't be impulsive! Egger probably didn't enter the city with the rebels at all, and he may be commanding the troops remotely in the lair outside the city." You can wait here in peace, and he will definitely deliver it to your door until dawn!"

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