"Jon Snow!" Will said.

"May I ask to be the commander of the Elite Army?" said Luce Burton.

"Can't!"

"Why? I'm not as good as a kid who hasn't been to war?"

"This is a military order. Will said lightly. He thought that Luce Burton's words were a bit too much, so he put this feeling on his face.

For a traverser, Luce Burton's terrible and city-like, Will has long known it.

"Since it was a military order, a military meeting was not convened to solicit everyone's opinions. Lord Will, if you want soldiers and ravens, I will obey the orders. But I suggest that in the future there be a similar military order, and that a military conference be convened first, and that we be given a respected knowledge in advance at the meeting. ”

"This is a high military order, so I don't need to tell you first. —Abel, Blackgirl, Podrick Pyne, go and take all the Bachelors and Ravens of Lord Luce with you. The second half of Will's words were addressed to the attendants waiting in the tent hall.

"Yes, sir. Several voices replied together.

Luce Burton didn't have an ugly expression at all, his eyes were looking at Will, and Will's eyes were looking at him.

Will couldn't see any emotion in Burton's eyes, and the man's heart seemed to be dead.

"Lord Will, my soldier, you can't be mobilized without my orders. But I am the one who obeys the military orders the most, and I will give you two hundred elite soldiers at once. ”

"Thank you, Lord Luce. Will said lightly. He kept staring at Luce Burton, and a chill slowly felt in his heart, this guy's eyes were like two lifeless amber grains, and your gaze looked into it as if he had fallen into a hollow and boundless wilderness.

Ruthless!

No one is as ruthless as Luce Burton. This ruthlessness is not the viciousness of his heart, but his words and deeds do not carry the emotions of the human race. Good mood or bad mood, he didn't have it.

When this kind of person has a skinning knife in his hand, he doesn't know how stable it is. When he skinned a living person, he probably felt the same as skinning a hare!

Luce Bolton slowly got up, Will was also a different kind of leader, no one wanted to talk to Luce Bolton, look at each other, be alone, but he broke into Luce Bolton's small tent, and when he spoke, his eyes kept looking at Luce Bolton's merciless eyes, never looking away.

This was the first time Luce Bolton had met someone who was not afraid of him, at least on the surface.

Luce Bolton is well aware of the prestige of the Castle of Terror, and there is no noble lord and knight who is not afraid of the Castle of Horror.

The language of the Bolton family is 'I am still sharp', but the people of the Bolton family prefer another phrase: 'The person who falls (luo) has few secrets, but the person who is skinned has no secrets'.

Will stared at Bolton getting dressed, he was the first to be so rude. Luce Bolton finally felt Will's pressure, his merciless gaze met Will's gaze, and he felt that Will's gaze was even more ruthless. This made Luce Burton's heart very uncomfortable at first.

Will was staring at the family crest embroidered on Ruce Burton's armor: a pink base with red dots splattered with blood, and in the middle stood a bloody, skinned man.

Will wondered what kind of beliefs and experiences had created the Bolton family's terrible tradition of skinning people.

It's terrifying!

Will also noticed that none of the guards and maids of Luce Bolton made any noise, and the camp where Luce Bolton was was quiet.

An extremely abnormal quiet.

It's hard to imagine a place of absolute silence in the middle of the army.

This is even more terrifying than the Grace of the Greyjoy family's Crow-Eyed Eulen. The silence on the ship was caused by the fact that he had cut off the tongues of the sailors and the shipwrights, whereas Luce Bolton did not have to cut off anyone's tongues.

It was the first head-to-head meeting between Will and Luce Burton.

Simple conversations, polite eye contact, military orders that need no explanation, and soft-spoken words are enough to crush the mentally fragile and make the less courageous and courageous show timidity.

It's not about holding a sword or yelling at it.

This kind of invisible duel belongs to the psychological level of people and people.

Robb was fearless on the surface, but in his heart he was terrified of Luce Burton, and the noble knights of the entire North were afraid of Luce Burton. It is an indisputable fact that Bolton's ancestor, Royce Bolton II, captured and burned Winterfell, capturing and skinning all the Starks, but fortunately the Stark descendants were able to escape from the chaos, so that they finally rose back and called the vassals and the Bolton family to fight, and the defeat turned into victory, forcing the Bolton family to make a difficult choice between extinction and eternal allegiance to Stark.

Will was the first to break Luce Burton's early morning hours, the first time Luce Burton had ever met. Even Eddard Stark in Winterfell was not a desperate military intelligence and would not break into Luce Burton's tent in the very short early morning, and Eddard Stark always respected the wishes of his subordinates.

The army was camped on the side of the Green Fork River not far from Luanhe City, far from the real battlefield, and there was no emergency military situation here.

After Will left, Luce Burton felt like he had been stabbed in the eye.

His maester in charge of ravens was taken away by Will's men, along with Raven. After breakfast, he had to give Will two hundred elite soldiers.

Luce Bolton was about to refuse at first, but Will stood in the doorway of his little tent like an unsheathed sword, which reminded Luce Bolton of Will's black keel sword, sharpened like clay and killed invisibly.

Will's swordsmanship is well-known in the North, and all the nobles of the North who have fought in the West with Will are all impressed. Luce Burton also knew that he was no match for Will, and none of his knights were any.

"Call Colin Burton in. Luce Bolton sat down at the table and whispered to the maid.

"Yes, sir. The maid's voice was as light as a breeze.

Colin Burton is Luce Burton's guard, a line of defense outside the big tent, anyone who comes to Luce Burton, including the Supreme Commander Robb, must first pass Colin Burton's level, this is the rule, the Stark family never tramples on the rules of their subordinates, they always respect it.

Colin Burton is one of Luce Burton's favorite squires, they are not related to each other, that young man was accepted as a righteous son by Luce Burton because of his combat bravery and excellent martial arts, and became his squire, which is the fastest way for all young people who want to make a difference to be promoted - to be the squire of the great nobles.

Whether it's Eddard Stark or Robert Baratheon, they've all been other people's squires. It was also a tradition among the nobility. Colin Burton was not an aristocrat, he was just a proletarian freeman. He didn't have a surname.

Colin Burton entered, a fierce warrior who trembled in front of Ruth Burton.

Colin was much taller and stronger than Luce.

"What's going on, Will came to my tent, I don't know at all. Luce Bolton said.

Colin was so engrossed in his attention that he could hear Luce's words as soft as a breeze.

"Father, I didn't say a word, but Lord Will's guards tied my hands and threw them into the bushes, with a sword pointed at my throat. ”

This brought Luce's hand to rest, which was holding a slice of bread in his hand, as he was eating.

"You're going to come in and tell you that Lord Will's men have tied you up and are forcing you with their swords?" he said softly.

"Yes, Father. Cold sweat was rolling down Colin's forehead, and the lining of his armor was soaking wet.

"What about the other guards, are they all dead?"

The barracks tents of Luce Burton's soldiers were a little far from him, but there was a regiment of fifty guards who lived beside his large tent.