"When will our Lord Magic Mountain come back?" In the basement room, Little Finger was dressed in a crisp black gown with a trademark smile.

He was asking Mrs. Dalty Quintina, who was examining Jaime and Angey.

Jaime was lying on the bed, his left arm wounded already bandaged. The bandage wrapped around his entire upper body. But after a day and a night, his beard looked thicker and thicker, and the bloodshot eyes were obvious.

Ann was on another bed, her right calf was cut off from under her knee by an ice spider, and the broken leg was bandaged, and no blood seeped out.

Both Jaime and Ange were seriously injured, but in a short period of time, the degree of healing of the wounds was amazing, and although they lost too much blood, after Mrs. Dorty's personal treatment, the two of them did not look weak.

This was thanks to the healing and sorcery of the Blood Witch Dorti Quintina, as well as the spells of the hundreds of monks of the Great Sanctuary of Baylor. The monks' medical skills are the same as those of Madame Dalty, and the effect of stopping bleeding and curing wounds is surprisingly obvious.

The magic is revived, the dragon returns, and the spells that once failed are restored one by one.

Mrs. Dourty listened to Littlefinger's questioning.

"Littlefinger, you can't go to the ground and do business scheduling?" Jaime said coldly. His beard and unkempt hair made him look like a savage, and his tone had lost the manners of nobility.

"Rest assured, Sir Jaime, I have arranged everything, and every matter has a special knight in charge. Littlefinger smiled lightly, "Lord Magic Mountain has put me in charge of the affairs of the coalition forces, and although I am not on the ground, I have not been derelict in my duties at all. It is not the general who charges at the front to fight is the real general, there are also generals at the back of the line. Your father, Lord Tywin Lannister, was a favorite to stand at the back of the ranks and command the Legions, and Lord Tywin is my most shining example, and I will always have deep respect for him. ”

Littlefinger Petyr Beresh touched his chest with his right hand and bowed slightly to Jaime as a sign of respect for Duke Tywin.

This is somewhat ironic.

Lady Dalty Quintina unbandaged Jaime and examined the wound: "Not inflamed, Sir Jaime. The wound is recovering well, and within a few days, the surface of your wound will be completely scarred. ”

"Thank you, ma'am. Jaime said.

"Sir James, do you need to shave your beard, and your hair should be washed. Littlefinger smiled.

Jaime's gaze was fixed on a spot on the wall, too lazy to respond to Littlefinger's words. Littlefinger didn't care about Jaime's arrogance, "How are you feeling, General Angay?"

"The wound is warm. Ange said.

"You're amazing, you shot two ice spiders. ”

"One, the other was shot by Julie Clegane, a true warrior of the Clegane family. ”

"She is also the adopted daughter of the Magic Mountain, the eldest daughter. Hehe, the most loyal person to Lord Magic Mountain, I don't think anyone can surpass Julie Clegane, her loyalty and love for Lord Magic Mountain is different from everyone else. But......" Littlefinger's eyes flickered, "Mrs. Doirty, Bran is a green prophet, and he should know that there is basically no chance of surviving the attack of one or two ice spiders in a wheelchair...... Hehe, the short crossbow shoots the ice spider at close range, and when the ice spider raises its leg knife to attack, the short crossbow of any warrior in the north can shoot the ice spider. ”

"Littlefinger, what do you want to say? Bran Stark deliberately let the ice spider kill Julie?" Jaime smiled without a smile on his face.

"Littlefinger, when we were discussing tactics, it was Julie who offered to pretend to be Bran. "Julie has always been fearless in the face of any enemy. ”

"I know that Julie is a true warrior, she comes from a poor background, she is the first adopted son of the Magic Mountain, and she cannot be ashamed of her father...... But Bran could have had someone else take Julie's place, wouldn't she?" Littlefinger's smile deepened, "Lord Magic Mountain must not be in a good mood when he returns and learns that his eldest daughter has died in battle...... But the battle kills people...... This is the cruelty of war...... But if I were Bran, I wouldn't let Julie pretend to be me...... Definitely not ......"

"Littlefinger, I think you should go to the city walls. Jaime said coldly, "It's a pity that you don't talk about the death of a few strangers with such a sharp tongue." ”

Lady Dortie Quintina tapped Jaime on the shoulder, telling him to lie down. She came to Angai and examined Angai's wounds.

"There was no inflammation. But the incision was caused by the Ice Spider's leg knife, and the muscles and bones of your wound have been frostbitten by the cold, and you need more time to recover. ”

"Will I still be able to ride a horse in the future?"

"Riding a horse and shooting arrows, everything can't help you. You will always be our best archer. Lady Dortie Quintina whispered.

Her face was painted with black swirls, one swirl like a black eye.

"I'm going to be a cripple to be laughed at. ”

"No, you're not Bran Stark, he's got both legs broken, you're one-legged. Bran can only be in a wheelchair, but you can ride a horse. Master Tob Mott, who can make a noodle machine, will make a prosthetic leg for you. Littlefinger said in a determined tone.

"Angai, you'll soon receive a gift from Queen Cersei. Mrs. Dortie Kuntina said. As she spoke, her black teeth, black tongue, and black swirls on her face made Angai feel a little uncomfortable.

"Queen Cersei?" said Littlefinger's exaggerated voice.

"Yes, Queen Cersei. ”

"What gift?" Littlefinger smiled at Jaime.

Already lying down, Jaime rolled over. Back to Littlefinger and Mrs. Dalty. He didn't seem to want to hear Cersei's name.

Dolty Quintina changed the bandage for Angai: "A keel bow." ”

Angai Cregan, who was reclining, sat up all of a sudden: "Dragonbone Bow?"

"Yes, the toughest, the lightest, the longest, the king of the bows. ”

Angai's eyes widened suddenly, and his hands were clenched into fists, and the veins of the green tendons on the fist protruded.

Ecstasy filled his breast.

What the swordsman desires most is a Valyrian steel sword!

The archers wanted nothing more than a keel bow.

The keel bow is the hardest, the most flexible, the lightest, and the longest. In the eyes of archers, the keel bow is worth a fortune.

"Isn't the keel the most difficult to shape, and how did Queen Cersei solve it?"

"The power of magic has been restored, and Queen Cersei has asked Freeman Lance, the best master of bow and arrow weapons in the Seven Kingdoms, to make you a peerless bow. ”

"What's the name of the bow?" said Angai, hearing his voice in a dream.

"Of course, you take the name of the bow. ”

"When will I get my keel bow?"

"Half a month later. ”

"Oh!" said Angai, a voice of disappointment.

"When Podrick Pine returns, he'll bring you back the Dragonbone Bow. Your father was in too much of a hurry to get back to the Red Keep, otherwise you would have been able to get your keel bow in no time. ”

"Is Queen Cersei in return for the Valyrian steel sword her father gave her?"

"Until then, Master Freeman Lance has been forging your keel bow. You have a good father, his name is Gregor Clegane, you yourself are also known all over the world, the first archery in the Seven Kingdoms, you need a good bow......"

"And the underground of the royal family, the most important thing is the keel. The three dragons of the first generation of Aegon are said to be underground. Littlefinger laughed. He interrupted Mrs. Dortie Quintina.

It's a bit rude.

Jaime rolled over and sat up, "Lady Doulty, may I go out for a walk?"

"There's a fierce battle on the ground, Sir Jaime. Littlefinger leaned against the door frame and laughed.

"I still have a hand. Jaime said coldly.

"Your right hand will come in handy, but not now. Littlefinger laughed, "We still have 10,000 elites who haven't attacked." Savages, Night's Watch, the elite of the Clegane Army, the Northern Army, and the Southern Coalition. I suggested that Robb Stark should send out the Wildlings first and let Clanklers be at the front. But Eddard Stark said that this was Winterfell, and that he was going to lead the Northerners as the main force. Littlefinger shrugged his shoulders, "Sir Jaime, you should let Jingle Shirt lead the Savage Warriors as the vanguard, you are the deputy of Lord Magic Mountain, and in the absence of Lord Magic Mountain, you have the right to temporarily replace some of the power of Lord Magic Mountain." ”

"Lord Magic Mountain wants me to be a pioneer and die as soon as possible. Jaime said coldly.

'Hehe, hey, when the strange ghosts attacked, Lord Magic Mountain wasn't here. A contemptuous smile hung on the corner of Littlefinger's mouth: Jaime is brave, but his brain is not good. No wonder he was captured by Robb, and the army of 20,000 was routed by Robb's 5,000 cavalry.

Footsteps sounded, and a soldier appeared at the door, his face covered in blood: "Lady Dorty Quintina, the ground needs you." The Strange Spirits launched another wave of charges, and the battle formations of the pikemen, sword and shield soldiers, and cavalry were routed on all fronts, and many of our warriors were wounded and bleeding on the ground. ”

"What about the monks?"

"The monks were too busy, there were too many wounded, and they were constantly being brought in. The field was soon filled with wounded. Many of the generals were seriously wounded. ”

Mrs. Dalty immediately got up: "Let's go!"

"Yes, ma'am. ”

She had changed her dressing and had not yet dressed her wound.

Dalti Kuntina hurried out of the door, and said to Littlefinger without looking back, "Lord Petyr, please bandage General Angay." ”

"Yes, ma'am!"

To stop the bleeding, Mrs. Dorty is more powerful than hundreds of monks combined.

When soldiers are injured in battle, the first important thing is to stop the bleeding.

Choke!

Jaime drew his sword from the wall, dragged an empty sleeve, and went out step by step.

Littlefinger slowly walked up to Angai, squatting down slowly to bandage Angai's wounds.

"Hurry up, I'm going to the ground. Angay said in a deep voice, in an unkind tone.

"Why go to the ground?" Littlefinger said sarcastically, "There are generals and warriors on the ground with their hands and feet intact. ”

"The stranger has clearly launched the most violent attack. ”

This also shows that the Night King is in a hurry, and he can't hold it anymore. ”

"My father is not here, I have to go up, I'm from Cregan. My right calf is gone, but I can still open my hands. ”

"Not now, General. Calm, calm down. ”

"The walls are broken, and once the strange spirits enter the castle, you and I will die. ”

"We're not going to die. The corners of Littlefinger's mouth turned upwards and curved in an arc. His smile was mysterious.

"What do you mean?"

"Your father has all of us hollow out the underworld of Winterfell, why?"

"Let the people of the north take refuge. ”

"If the army can't hold on, will the people be able to withstand the attacks of the strangers underground?"

“............”

"The entire underground of Winterfell has been hollowed out, and the people of the North don't need so many underground tunnels, many large tunnels are actually for soldiers to enter. ”

"In the face of fighting, my father wouldn't let us hide. ”

"He would. ”

"you!"

"Hide and we'll win. Littlefinger laughed, unabashedly mocking Angay.

“............”

"I'm the Chief Affairs Officer of the Coalition Forces, and I know very well how many wildfires the Great Wise has brought from King's Landing. That's enough wildfire material to blow up the entire King's Landing, and as for Winterfell, it can blow it up at least twice. The number of wildfires used by the Fire Horse Formation is too small, but a large amount of wildfire material has disappeared early, and your father has ordered me to ask this question. ”

The corners of Littlefinger's mouth cracked exaggeratedly into a smirk.

Angay was stunned!

"Your father had already planned to blow up the whole of Winterfell, and the vanishing wildfire material must have been buried all over Winterfell, so what are you desperate to defend Winterfell?"

"If you lie to me, I'll cut off that little little thing between your legs and shove it down your throat. ”

"Stuff it in my skin eye, and I'll admit it!" Littlefinger tied the last knot for Angai, "Listen to me, Angai, tell your trusted brothers, and tell them to inform the generals in Clegane that they should be prepared to hide in the underground tunnels and not fight hard." After fighting the Stranger, we still have to fight Cersei, fight Daenerys, and we need to save our strength. Otherwise, we will all end up dying. ”

Angay stared at Littlefinger, "Since you already knew about my father's plan, why didn't you secretly inform the soldiers of the Cregan?"

"Divulging your father's tactical secrets in advance, do you think he will cut off my head? ”

Angai stared at Littlefinger's smirk, and he believed Littlefinger's words.

"Now go and secretly inform the generals in Klegane, let them save their strength, and don't go desperately. However, this news, if this matter is exposed in the future, it has nothing to do with me. ”

"What are you afraid of?"

"You swear, it has nothing to do with me. Littlefinger's smirk rippled across his face, making Angel want to punch him.

"Fink Edwin. Angay shouted outside the door.

An officer from the Clegane Army came in.

"Go find Knight Alsop Murton to meet me at once. ”

Half of the Murton knights were with the future male master of Springs, Angie Clegane.

"General, now that the battle is raging outside, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to find Knight Alsop Murton. ”

"Any knight or soldier in my archers, or any knight or general in the Clegane army, find any of them and let him come to me at once...... I have something to say to them......"

"Yes, General!"

Fink turned and walked out.

"General Angay, you can actually go to the surface, but don't bring a bow and arrow, so that the generals don't have to come underground to meet you. If you agree, I can help you up. Littlefinger gave Angai a large, mocking smirk.