#58Chapter 58 Baron's Route
Theon looked at his father and let go of his hand.
Asha was furious and stood up suddenly, staring at Theon with the eyes of a beast looking at its prey, as if she wanted to cut her own brother into pieces.
King Balon looked at his son: "You are quite brave, which is what an iron man should be like. So, why did you come back?"
Theon Greyjoy looked at the strangers in the room: "The King of the North has publicly announced the end of my hostage life. Of course I have to go home."
"So, have you thought it through? Should I be named Stark or Greyjoy?"
A trace of hesitation flashed across Theon's face. He didn't want to be an enemy of Robb yet.
It was not because of the years of brotherhood, but because Robb's invincible posture on the battlefield made him a little... afraid.
But Theon finally made his own decision. He was determined to prove himself, not only to his father, but also to the entire Westeros continent!
Theon Greyjoy is not a hostage trapped by the Stark family, but the future master of the Iron Islands!
Robb is a good man and trusts himself, but he can't give him what he wants.
"Of course I want the surname Greyjoy, this is the surname I was born with."
King Balon nodded: "Very good, since you have made a decision, then have a drink, and then come to my study, I will announce the plan."
He said no more, turned and left, followed by two personal guards. His brothers followed immediately.
After Theon had eaten and drunk enough, he staggered across the drawbridge and walked towards his father's study in the sea tower.
Asha followed Theon.
Theon was drunk, but he was very alert: "Why, you want to push me into the sea while I'm drunk?"
Asha looked at her brother with some curiosity: "You should know that even if you come back, your father will not believe you."
"It doesn't matter, I will prove to him who is really suitable to lead the Iron Islands."
Theon didn't want to pay attention to his sister. In his opinion, his sister was just a bitch who used some tricks to make his father happy while he was away.
As for her wanting to get involved in the throne of the Iron Islands?
Dream on!
There may be a woman king in Westeros, but this will never happen in the Iron Islands!
Because of the lack of production materials in the Iron Islands and the tough folk customs, the Iron Islands basically rely on robbery as the main means of survival.
They have robbed most of the countries on the Westeros continent.
In this kind of cultural influence, the status of women can be imagined.
In the Iron Islands, a man can marry multiple wives, and even the more wives he marries, the higher the status of the man.
Women are basically no different from objects.
So Theon believed that no matter how much Asha was favored by King Balon, she had no capital to compete with him for the position of Lord of the Iron Islands.
The two came to the study, which was as damp and ventilated as usual.
Father King Balon, wrapped in a sealskin robe, sat in front of the brazier, and his two younger brothers sat on both sides.
King Balon said hoarsely: "I will tell you the plan now, just do it."
Theon hurried forward to offer advice: "Father, I am very familiar with the situation in the North, my suggestion is..."
Balon interrupted his son impatiently: "When I need your advice, I will come to ask you."
Theon closed his mouth somewhat disappointed.
King Balon slowly said: "Almost all the people from the six islands of the Iron Islands have arrived. When everyone arrives, we will set off immediately. First, you... You take ten ships to attack the Rocky Coast and plunder the coastal fishing villages."
Fishing village?
Theon looked at his father in disbelief. You wanted to plunder wealth, but you only gave your son ten ships, and asked him to plunder fishing villages?
What resources do fishermen have?
Are you going to let him mess with their ugly daughters?
"Then it's you, Asha. You take thirty ships to Dragon Point, wait for the tide to come, and land north of Deepwood Motte. Move quickly, and take the castle for me before they notice."
Asha smiled with satisfaction: "I have long wanted to see what the castle in the Green Land looks like."
"Now you can enjoy it for a while."
Theon looked at the father and daughter, and his back teeth were about to be broken by anger.
Deepwood Motte is located deep in the Wolf Forest. It is a wooden fortress on the hill.
But it is more appropriate to describe it as 'just a wooden urinal on a barren hill'. Theon thought, he has visited Deepwood Motte many times with the Stark family. In terms of familiarity, he is better than everyone present!
But his father still can't trust him.
Even though Theon showed a little bit of manliness when he threatened his sister just now, King Balon looked like a softie, not a real ironman.
Maybe he is an undercover sent by Stark!
After instructing his children, King Balon looked at his two younger brothers again: "The most important blow is left to you. When the two of them attack from all sides, Winterfell will definitely react. At this time, you sail to Saltspear Beach and go up along the Fever River. After crossing them, occupy Moat Cailin.
Now all the routes in the West Sea are under the control of the Iron Islands. On land, Moat Cailin is an important city that separates the North from other kingdoms.
Because the Moat Cailin is based on swamps and terrain, its defense ability is extremely strong. As long as it is on land, it can defend against the armies of other kingdoms, but at the same time it also hinders its communication with the outside world.
If the Moat Cailin is controlled by the Iron Islands, Robb's army will be trapped in the riverlands and cannot return to the North.
This is the offensive route of King Balon, which is divided into three parts:
The main force hides and waits for the opportunity to occupy the Moat Cailin in one fell swoop.
The secondary force is Asha. She needs to occupy a fortress. Deepwood Moor is very close to Winterfell, which is like a nail in Robb's chest.
Finally, there is the dispensable Theon. His actions are to disgust the other party.
After the deployment was completed, King Balon's face was a little flushed: "The lords and masters are going south with Robb, the little beast. They either surrender or die."
As long as everything goes well, the territory of the North will be ours. The forests, fields and halls belong to us. We will capture their subjects as slaves and concubines. "
The two younger brothers shouted together: "The wrath of the ocean will eventually erupt, and the great Drowned God will gain authority in the Green Land!"
"The dead never die!" Asha whispered a prayer.
Theon Greyjoy followed and recited a few sentences.
He was not familiar with the prayer of the Drowned God they were talking about, after all, he had been away from here for too long.
But this did not hinder him, he would soon have his own team.