Crowning himself was not the most foolish decision; the most foolish was the legal right to The Three Rivers, belonging to poor brothers and suffering brothers banding together.
(From beginning to end, Robb only allied with the Wolf and the trout; the Arryn remained completely inactive, and the Stag also suffered from the wildfire burning the river.
Once the lion and the Rose united, Robb was destined to collapse.
Robb grasped the momentum of luring Tywin into the Westerlands, but it failed due to unfortunate circumstances.)
"Although the plan is somewhat daring, we stand to gain immensely, solidifying three of the Seven Kingdoms, and the Stormlands will naturally not hold out for long.
However, sending the heir of the Seven Kingdoms to be the vanguard, such a game is a bit dangerous," Lord Roose Bolton mused.
The importance of the Vale was undeniable; if it were merely the trout and the Direwolf, this alliance would ultimately be several layers weaker.
The alliance lacked a fleet and was quite deficient in cavalry, whereas the Vale had suffered no losses in the war.
Roose's skin was pale, likely from regularly using leeches for bloodletting.
He was of medium build, not strong, and of above-average appearance, showing no signs of age, and had no beard.
What was noteworthy were his unusually light, strange eyes, darker than milk but lighter than stone.
"We are fearless, Lord Roose, and speed is of the essence.
My only lack is time, and Lord Tywin also lacks time.
Through unity and alliance, we can completely lock down the Westerlands.
Across the Narrow Sea, I still have three legions and two great fleets, but all of this requires time.
Perhaps the Lysene have already heard the winds from the west and will also stir the flames of war.
If we can quickly win over the Vale now, we can gain an advantage on both the eastern and western battlefields," Gendry looked at everyone, the firelight making his figure appear taller.
Three legions and two fleets were his trump cards, yet he couldn't deploy them all.
The main effort in Westeros should still try to mobilize the strength of the three great northern kingdoms.
Lord Roose then fell silent.
After all, the Seven Kingdoms was a place dominated by military Lords, where knightly and warrior culture was prevalent, and using one's fists was often preferred over using one's brains.
Having both brains, brawn, and good looks was ideal.
When King Robert rebelled, he also charged as the vanguard; this could only be attributed to his surging fortune.
"A king should act like that," Bronze Yohn said.
A king should be fearless; this was a king's way of fighting.
"Back then, Lord Arryn took Seagull Town, and King Robert was the first to scale the walls, personally slaying the unfortunate Lord Grafton."
"Crossing The Bloody Gate, is this plan too audacious?" Count Jason said.
The Mountains of the Moon were rugged and difficult to traverse, and plagued by savage wildlings.
"Not only that, but The Bloody Gate is also easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Those wildlings are nothing but bandits; even if Lord Arryn were to enter the mountains without an army, he would be plundered," even the rough Great Jon knew the difficulty of crossing The Bloody Gate.
"Although The Bloody Gate is difficult to attack, we are not without a chance of victory.
Only by being able to cross the Mountains of the Moon and reach The Bloody Gate," Bronze Yohn said, the runes on his armor seeming to flicker with a certain light.
"The current Knight of the Bloody Gate is familiar to both Ser Brynden and me."
"Yes.
Ser Donnel Waynwood of House Waynwood, my former second-in-command," Ser Brynden nodded.
He had already guessed Gendry's intention; crossing The Bloody Gate seemed to be his task.
"Not only does Ser Donnel of The Bloody Gate have a connection with Ser Brynden, but House Waynwood also has the potential to waver, if we can cross the mountains and reach The Bloody Gate," Bronze Yohn said.
"I agree as well," Robb nodded.
He was very displeased with Lysa, but the North was short-handed, let alone capable of contacting the Vale.
Now that he had become a general, the military pressure was greatly reduced, and he felt much more relaxed.
"Is Lord Yohn referring to the heir, Harry?" Ser Brynden looked at Yohn opposite him.
Yohn nodded, "Ser Harrold Haddon is Duke Robert's first heir after him, and he is also the adopted son of Countess Anya Waynwood, and adopted brother to Ser Donnel."
Catelyn couldn't help but plead, "Lysa, Lysa may be unforgivable.
But Robert Arryn..."
"By the old gods and new gods, Lady Stark, no one will harm the young duke.
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