"What a powerful look; I like it," Robb remarked.
Robb glanced into the other person's eyes, smiled, grabbed the handle of the dagger, and threw it away.
Marquis Frey screamed like a slaughtered pig, "My foot!!!"
The dagger penetrated Marquis Frey's foot; the tip of the knife sank into the floor, and the handle of the knife couldn't help but shake on the foot.
The heirs of the Frey family, who heard the commotion outside, stretched their heads and looked toward the living room. Upon seeing that Marquis Frey was not dead, they couldn't hide their disappointment and angrily retreated back into the living room.
Robb looked at the screaming Marquis Frey. "Maybe now you can understand your situation. In fact, I don't mind killing you."
"Robb... Sir," Marquis Frey's face turned pale. "What do you want? Just ask for it, and I will definitely comply."
The ninety-year-old Marquis Frey was not willing to die like this. He had not tasted enough of the nectar of his newly married sixteen-year-old wife. His heart was full of fear. He was extremely convinced that he only needed to let her go. If the young master in front of him was dissatisfied, his head would immediately fall to the ground.
Robb said, "It's very simple. I just hope that you can abide by your oath, show loyalty to my grandfather, open the city gate, and let my troops pass through Luanhe City."
Marquis Frey spoke first, "No problem, I can open the city gate now!"
The reason why the old weasel agreed so quickly was that he had known for a long time that Robb only brought 300 cavalry. Even if he allowed these 300 people to enter the city, he would still have 4,000 men, completely possessing the advantage. It was impossible for the other party to occupy Luanhe City with only 300 people.
Moreover, the battle situation in Riverrun City was tense now. The opponent would never spend too much time entangled with him here. As long as he let the opponent pass, they would definitely rush to Riverrun City non-stop, and then his life could be saved.
A happy smile appeared on Robb's face. He walked down from his seat and came to Marquis Frey. "I'm glad that we were able to reach a consensus so quickly. It was really a friendly negotiation. You see, we actually don't have to be so stiff."
The old weasel cursed in his heart, but a flattering smile appeared on his face. "You are absolutely right."
"But, I am still a little worried. After my team crossed the river, you were on my back road for four whole days. Thousands of people, it's really scary, isn't it?"
Marquis Frey quickly promised, "I swear I will never do anything that dishonors my honor."
Robb did not accept this trick at all. "You also swore to my grandfather, now look. Your oath is no different than the paper in the toilet. So, let your son Steveron Fry go with me on the expedition, and to bear witness to our friendship, I will let my Uncle Edmure and you marry one of his daughters."
Marquis Frey, desperate to survive, agreed, "Okay, no problem!"
He had so many sons and daughters that giving away two was not a problem at all, and he wouldn't feel bad at all.
Robb smiled and said, "As for your four thousand soldiers, I would like to borrow them."
Marquis Frey was extremely sincere, "Okay! I'll give them all to you, and they will follow you to Riverrun."
How strange! As long as you leave Luanhe City, I will have people hunt you down!
Robb laughed, "You misunderstood. I am humiliating you here, but I dare not use your people now. Your people should stay in Luanhe City. I will come back to you after I finish taking care of the Regicide and borrow these four thousand people."
Ah, what does this little guy mean? Marquis Frey found that he couldn't understand the young man in front of him. Every move of the opponent's chess fell into a position that he had not expected. All his initial plans were disrupted, and he followed the opponent's rhythm throughout the whole process.
Is this little guy really only fifteen years old? But... you are still too young after all. Do you think that the battlefield is child's play? You just want to defeat the regicide with three hundred people?
Marquis Frey was thinking quickly in his mind. War is a matter of massacre, and the boy in front of him doesn't understand the cruelty at all. When he is defeated by the regicide, I will be able to make amends for what happened today. Then I will want the entire history. Buried with the Tucker family!
Robb knew his thoughts well, and this old weasel who was determined to retaliate would definitely not swallow this breath. He gave him another reason to rebel against him.
The plot of the Red Wedding is more important to Robb. It is an excellent event because there is an information gap between himself and his opponent. As long as he can make good use of this information gap, Robb can achieve what he wants.
I hope Uncle Edmure won't mind if he helps him make an engagement in advance. It is said that the old weasel has a pretty good-looking daughter, and his uncle should be satisfied.
When the matter was almost over, Robb smiled and pulled out the dagger stuck in Marquis Frey's foot. Blood spurted out, and screams could be heard.
"Order the city gates to be opened to allow my troops to cross the river." Robb looked at this twisted face and felt very happy.
When the wolf cavalry walked neatly across the bridge, Robb also took Marquis Frey to the city gate to join his team.
Ser Steveron Frey also put on his armor and followed the Wolf Cavalry team as agreed.
Marquis Frey was about to cry, "Now... you can let me go now... My feet are still bleeding, and I will die if this continues!"
Robb looked embarrassed, "Logically speaking, I should let you go. But how can I be sure that you won't come after me with four thousand men?"
"I swear I will never do this!"
"Look, I swear again." Robb slapped the blade of his dagger. Looking at the old weasel's face, "I said your oath is worthless."
Marquis Frey cried, "Then...then what can I do so that you can believe that what I say is true?"
Robb thought for a while, "Call your other sons. You can walk five kilometers with us. Then you and your sons can return to Luanhe City."
Then he didn't care whether Marquis Frey agreed or not and threw him directly to Xi. En, "Stop the bleeding on his feet, otherwise, this old guy will die soon."
The wolf cavalry carried Marquis Frey all the way, and Robb asked the Frey family to pick him up five kilometers away as agreed. Marquis Frey.
"Old guy, do two things when you get back. Prepare a grand wedding and prepare your four thousand people for the expedition."
Most of the soldiers in Luanhe City were infantry, mainly defensive, and they would pull together with the cavalry team. After driving five kilometers, you could basically declare that you would never catch up with Robb's team.
And the poor Marquis Frey was punched by Robb before he left. This punch was enough to knock him unconscious for a day and a night. By the time he woke up and wanted to give orders, the world might have been turned upside down.
After crossing Luanhe City, the Wolf Cavalry team was able to move towards Riverrun City without any obstacles.
Steveron Frey followed Robb, and he was a little confused, "Why do you want me to come with you? My father has many sons, and he doesn't care whether I live or die. It is impossible for you to threaten him with me. Moreover, it is impossible for him to agree to the conditions you negotiated with your father, after what you have done."
Robb rode on his horse, holding his spurs, "It doesn't matter. Wait until I defeat Jaime Lannister and regain the river. After the land, he will no longer be able to control it. As for why I want you to follow me, don't you know, the heir to the Marquis for sixty years?"
Steveron Frey did not directly answer Robb's words, "You are so confident of defeating the Kingslayer?"
Robb looked ahead, "I never doubted myself."