EBE #385 - Chapter 119: Horses Trampling the Holy Temple (End)
#385 - Chapter 119: Horses Trampling the Holy Temple (End)
Finally, the Holy Sword Knight, who had been supporting Grand Sparrow, released his arm. He gently touched his chest, bowed to Grand Sparrow, and resolutely walked towards the sea of fire. He said, "Archbishop, it is my turn now. I hope, as you said, we will meet in the kingdom of God." His steps were firm and powerful, without the slightest hesitation, until the flames completely engulfed his figure.
Grand Sparrow was stunned when he heard these words. His eyes involuntarily followed the back of the Holy Sword Knight until the very last moment.
Then, he silently turned his head and gazed at the magnificent Great Sept. The sunlight shone through the glass dome, casting colorful light on the statues of the gods.
This building once carried the faith and dreams of countless people, but now it was crumbling in the flames of war. Grand Sparrow's heart was filled with endless sorrow and helplessness. He dragged his badly injured leg, each step so difficult, as if the leg no longer belonged to him. He kept muttering, "The kingdom of God... it must exist, the Seven-Pointed Star is not lying." The burlap robe dragging on the ground was quickly stained with flames and began to burn rapidly. However, he seemed completely unaware of all this and continued to move forward on his own. In the end, Grand Sparrow fell before the wall of fire, unable to reunite with his brothers and sisters.
While waiting for the flames to gradually die down, Liu Yuan received two letters, one from Thorn City and the other from Duskendale. The contents of the letters were identical, both describing the war in the North. Robb led his army and successfully captured the Dreadfort. The ancient Bolton family, inherited from the Age of Heroes, was completely destroyed.
In fact, if it weren't for the coming of winter, and two consecutive years of severe cold that made it impossible for the Bolton family's territory to produce enough food, they shouldn't have been so easily defeated. In addition, Robb strictly forbade any lords or merchants from trading with the Dreadfort, and directly sent troops to assist neighboring lords in blockading Bolton's territory, strictly prohibiting any food or supplies from flowing in.
The Bolton family and the Frey family, as the Stark family's mortal enemies, suffered heavy losses in this war. Especially in the last winter, nearly one-third of the population of the Dreadfort and its surrounding areas died due to lack of food and other necessities. Now, Robb concentrated most of his forces and launched an attack on the Dreadfort. Facing such strong military pressure, the Bolton family was unable to resist.
After a month-long siege, the engineering team led by Grig successfully used catapults to destroy a section of the city wall. Subsequently, the Northern army rushed into the city through this gap. Roose Bolton and Ramsay Bolton eventually died in battle on the city wall. In addition, Domhnall Bolton, who had been captured at the Red Wedding, was executed according to Robb's orders. Thus, the Bolton family, which had been entangled with the Stark family for more than six thousand years, was completely wiped out.
Currently, Robb is leading the Northern Allied Forces towards the Wall, preparing to launch a large-scale offensive against the wildlings beyond the Wall together with Stannis's army and the Night's Watch. Before the White Walkers arrive, this hidden danger will be completely resolved. This battle will undoubtedly have a huge impact on the entire continent of Westeros.
Looking at the date, this was a letter from ten days ago. All the Stark children participated in this battle. Sansa, Arya, Bran, and Rickon all witnessed the demise of their family's nemesis. Liu Yuan put away the letter and threw it into the fire.
Becote asked, "What happened?"
Liu Yuan: "It's nothing, it's a letter from the North. The Bolton family is finished. After things are settled here, I plan to go to the Wall."
"Lord! Urgent information!" A soldier rode over quickly.
Liu Yuan took the letter and quickly scanned it. "Oh?" Then he looked at the Red Keep in the distance and muttered to himself, "Interesting! They couldn't help but take action." Naturally, he had planted spies in the Red Keep, who reported in detail what happened today.
Becote read the letter and looked surprised: "Mace Tyrell died in the Red Keep, and the murderer was Varys. What's going on?"
Liu Yuan's eyes were deep: "It's nothing, just someone wanted to plot against us, but they didn't succeed. We'll settle the score with them when we have the chance. Let's retreat after things are settled here. To be honest, I don't like this stinky city at all."
At this time, in the Eyrie in the Vale, Petyr 'Littlefinger' Baelish, who had been missing from the world's eyes for a long time, held his lower back and slowly walked up the spiral staircase leading to the High Hall. When Petyr arrived at the High Hall, he found it empty. He walked around the Moon Door in the center of the hall and came to the marble throne. He reached out and touched the throne of the King of the Mountain and Vale, letting out a helpless sigh.
When Petyr left King's Landing, he was so high-spirited, and everything went as smoothly as he had planned. He had Harrenhal as his fief, married Lysa Tully, who had loved him since she was young, and acted as the guardian of Robin Arryn, Duke of the Eyrie, and exercised the power of Warden of the East.
Although his background as a small lord made the lords of the Vale very resistant, Lysa stood up for him. After punishing a few lords, Petyr still gained a foothold in the Vale.
But before Petyr could integrate the armies of the Vale, the war in the North was over. He didn't expect Tywin, such a tough man, to choose to compromise with the North. What he didn't expect even more was that Tywin actually chose to divide the Crownlands, such an important place, into two, directly creating two first-class lord powers, completely blocking the Vale's road south.
What made Petyr even more angry was that Harrenhal, which should have belonged to him, was now assigned to Garon. Moreover, he had heard that it was being built on a large scale, and the ruins left by Harren the Black had been completely demolished. In this way, his so-called title of Marquis of Harrenhal had simply become a big joke, and those treacherous nobles often used this title to ridicule and humiliate him. Fortunately, Lysa stepped forward at a critical moment, and she instructed her son Robin to appoint Petyr as the Earl of the Gates of the Moon, which somewhat salvaged his face.
However, Petyr was not grateful to Lysa for this. On the contrary, he believed that all this was because he was not strong enough, so he was restrained by others everywhere. So, he decided to use this opportunity to completely sever ties with King's Landing. He firmly believed that there could be no real peace between the two sides, and sooner or later, Tywin would ask him for help. By then, he would be the one in control of the overall situation, instead of being passive everywhere as he is now. In the meantime, what he needed to do was to fully integrate the power of the Vale and wait for the opportunity to arrive.