According to reports from villagers, the wild men in the nearby mountains have become more active.
Green, who is accustomed to pursuing perfection, originally planned to let the corps run in for a few more days and improve some details.
But the people in the territory were becoming increasingly restless, and Green realized that he could not delay any longer and had to go to war.
If we delay any further, the people will mistakenly think that Green is cowardly and afraid of the savages.
After Green led everyone to inspect the Thorn Legion's volley training, he walked towards the Whispering City Lord's Council Hall with steady steps.
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Whispering City, Lord's Meeting Hall.
Green sat high up, and on the back of the lord's high-backed chair was the swamp marigold emblem of the Crab family.
Green took the wine glass handed to him by Kaliya, frowned and took a sip of red wine.
You know what, this sour red wine is quite addictive once you get used to it!
In the hall, the retainers of the Kleber family stood on both sides.
Knight Mason spoke first, "My lord, we have concluded our negotiations with the wildlings. The time is after sunrise tomorrow."
"How many people did they gather?"
Knight Pell, who was in charge of the Survey Corps, replied, "An estimated one thousand."
Green put the back of his hand on his cheek and chuckled.
After hearing the lord's sarcastic laughter, there was silence for a while, and then everyone began to mock the savages.
Despising the barbarians is a strategic necessity and will invisibly boost morale.
This is a trend that has long been formed in the territory.
Tactically, Green will not underestimate the vision players.
Green motioned for everyone to be quiet: "Herschel, are the shields ready?"
Steward Herschel's tone remained respectful. "Yes, my lord. The 30 iron-clad shields in the warehouse, plus the 70 oak shields made in the carpentry shop, a total of 100, have all been handed over to Sir Mason."
Green handed the wine glass back to Kaliya beside him: "Butler Herschel, you did a great job."
Herschel bowed.
"Let me reiterate the battle plan."
"120 longbowmen from the Thorn Legion, each with two quivers, each containing 20 arrows."
"The Kleber longbow can shoot arrows far enough, as everyone has seen."
"When the wildlings charge us, the first thing they face is the volleys of the Thorn Legion."
"Mason, in the first phase of the battle, your mission is to use 100 shields and lead your tribesmen to hold the line and protect the Thorn Legion until all the arrows in the quiver are used up."
"The Thorn Corps' volley is complete, marking the completion of the first phase of the operation."
"After taking 4,800 arrows from the Thorn Legion, I wonder how much of the mountain barbarians' ridiculous courage will be left? Remember to check to see if the barbarians are scared to death."
Everyone in the hall burst into laughter.
Green continued, "In the second phase of the battle, the plate-armored warriors led the way, and all the tribesmen advanced steadily, engaging in close combat and completely defeating the wildlings."
"At the same time, the Thorn Corps will rest in place and await my orders."
After saying that, Green asked each person in charge to repeat his or her own combat plan.
Green's war meetings were very different from the territory's previous habits. As the lord, Green needed to be patient and communicate repeatedly to make sure everyone truly understood his intentions.
Always take the first step, time is Green's partner.
Green tapped his knees with his fingers and thought to himself, this should be enough.
The first official coordinated operation between the various branches of the Kleber Territory's military was hastily prepared due to time constraints.
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Green's lunch consisted of roast lamb with onions, vegetable soup, honey bread, and a pot of ale.
Green took a sip of his ale and frowned again.
It tastes unpalatable and bitter.
Why does the taste of malt liquor keep changing? I remember it was quite delicious last time!
Green didn't want to drink anymore. As a poor lord, he didn't want to waste it, so he reached out and took the flagon and poured the remaining ale back into the cup.
Green smiled gently and said to Kaliya, "Today's ale is great. Herschel has been working hard recently. This pot is for Herschel."
Herschel is broad and fat, which is the care from the lord.
Kaliya nodded, faithfully carrying out the lord's order.
In the hall, Butler Herschel, who was dining with everyone, took the wine jug from Kaliya amid the envious gazes and cheers of others.
Herschel has indeed been very busy these days. He has been ordered around by Green and his legs have become thin from running around.
This was the lord's affirmation of his ability. Herschel's fatigue was swept away and he was full of strength.
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Because of the malt liquor, Green was reminded of Mermaid Harbour while dining.
Green thought of alcohol, one of the port's important sources of income.
If we rely solely on imported liquor, problems will easily arise in the future.
It would be best to have your own famous wine that you can produce and sell yourself, like the wine from Qingting Island.
According to the resources of the Kleber Territory, developing malt liquor is the preferred option.
Green had long discovered that except inside the castle, there was no concept of hygiene anywhere else.
Green predicts that the changing taste of his ale has a lot to do with hygiene management.
Green was sometimes pleased that the lord could issue some laws without being unreasonable.
Otherwise, just explaining what the hygiene issues are would tire Green to death.
For example, the issue of sanitary management in winemaking can be solved through strict regulations, and no one will openly defy the rules set by the lord.
There will certainly be various problems during implementation, so effective supervision and monitoring mechanisms must keep up.
Thinking of this, Green felt that the malt liquor he had just delivered was very good, and it just happened to add one to Butler Herschel's task.
Malt liquor also needs a loud and elegant name. A good name is half the battle.
Mermaid Ale?
The connection is not strong enough and too far-fetched.
Marsh Marigold Ale?
This is possible, as malt liquor itself is golden in color.
We have to get rid of the swamp and lose our character.
It's called Marigold Ale.
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After lunch, Green, who was feeling a little sleepy, suddenly became energetic after receiving Junlin's reply.
After reading the contents of the letter several times, Green couldn't help but snap his fingers.
According to the content of the letter, in the middle of this year, about two months later, Her Majesty the Queen will leave King's Landing to go hunting in the Royal Forest, and Green will be responsible for part of the guards.
Green himself recruited twenty guards from within the territory.
Green's goal is to get the opportunity to appear in the Red Keep through Queen Cersei.
The Game of Thrones is about to begin, and the Crab Claw Peninsula is too far away.
Seeing Green, who usually showed little expression, so happy, Kaliya was deeply affected and her mood became more cheerful. "Lord Green, it's rare for you to be so happy. Would you like a glass of red wine?"
Green's gaze shifted: "Okay, I'll give you a drink too. Let's have a drink together. It's a small celebration."
Green raised his glass, gestured to Kaliya, and drank it all in one gulp.
Thank you, Lady Cersei.