Traveling through Game of Thrones with the LOL system

"Commander's order, it's time for us to return to Castle Black." The rangers accompanying Eastwatch reported.

The tribes and villages in the local wolf forest provided clues to their whereabouts, and the savages on the northern border were wiped out a lot.

"I will write to inform Umber and the Karstark families to send people to block the wildlings. Winterfell can't find many troops, and the Lannisters are gathering to go north again. These captured wildlings can't be night watchmen. I I kind of want to send them to Winterfell, and make a contribution to defend against Lannister." Banyan Stark said, and then handed the letter to Gray Worm.

"I'm not a native of Westeros. I only learned the language when I came to Dragonstone, not to mention letters. You just need to tell me the next step." Gray Worm said with firm eyes. The war in the northern border was an insult to them. People in the legion would rather have their chests pierced by spears than be hit by wild men with stones on their eyes or on the bridge of their noses, and then the farmers would look at their wrapped heads with strange eyes. The savages don't understand the coordinated array, they only know guerrilla warfare, and then take advantage of the opportunity to hide in the snowy dense forest. This impatient atmosphere spreads in the legion.

"Go to Castle Black to control the situation of the wildlings entering the Great Wall. There are hundreds of thousands of wildlings there. It is a burden for the night watchmen, and it is indeed a good population supplement for the northern border, if they are willing to obey."

"I'm going to order the troops to gather." Gray Worm said forcefully.

Ban Yang looked at the resolute Gray Worm, "Wait a minute."

Gray Worm looked back at Ban Yang, asking questions with his expression.

"It's nothing, I'm just curious as to why the Legion of Dragonstone Island has such a strong executive power. Usually, even the generals in the North who believe in the old gods and worship the Stark family are not so concerned about responding to Stark's call. ’” Benjen Stark tried to recall the War of the Usurper.

"We don't belong to this continent. In Essos we are called the Unsullied, born for war."

"I've heard it. After all, I have traveled to and from Dragonstone many times. The Unsullied are absolutely loyal, but unfortunate enough." Banyan Stark said lightly.

"I was on Dragonstone Island, and Missandei also told me about the traditions of Westeros, which mentioned the night watchman. I also know the oath of the night watchman. It seems that the night watchman is not lucky." Gray Worm reply

"That's right, but the oath also unites the night watchmen. Despite the bitter cold of the Great Wall, they can still persevere. Then Gray Worm, what do you want to persevere?"

"Persevere, I never thought that the Unsullied is only obedient until death. I only know that our current master is the master of Dragonstone Island."

"Well, we're going to head back to Castle Black, and we just hope that the Night's Watch misfortune will settle one after this."

"There's something in the forest, come quickly." Ramsay's dog servant exclaimed in the forest.

What caught Ramsay's eyes was a huge dragon corpse.

"If we knew that there was such a large prey in the wolf forest, we should have crossed the Great Wall earlier. It can provide enough meat for the tribe for a month." Rattleshirt standing behind Ramsay said.

In the past few days, Ramsay led the way and let them plunder many villages and towns that were not under the rule of the Dreadfort. In return, Rattleshirt also attracted many wildling tribes to join Ramsay's team, and then obtained the northern part from Ramsay. After the map, Rattleshirt's teeth itched with hatred for Jon, and the damned crow led himself around in the wolf forest.

Hearing the excited barking of the dogs around him, Theon also looked up. Theon had never seen this kind of behemoth before, and it was as big as the sea monster that described his family's banner in the legend of the Iron Islands.

The savages around were already excitedly surrounding the dragon's corpse, prying the dragon's scales with the things in their hands.

Ramsay squeezed through a crowd of savages, took out his small dagger and inserted it through the gap between the dragon scales, then took out the dagger mixed with dragon blood and sniffed it carefully with his nose.

Not long after the dragon died, Ramsay got the answer he wanted by relying on his years of dissection experience.

Ramsay stroked the scales of the dragon, showing a joyful expression. Dissecting such a giant dragon is far more interesting than torturing some Reek.

"Get out of the way!" Ramsay's guards drove away the wildlings who were tearing the dragon's meat away with their weapons.

"Take your guys away, the keel can be sold for a lot of money and can be used as a weapon, you starving ghosts!"

With the influx of Ramsay's guards, the wildlings were isolated to the periphery of the dragon.

At this time, a retreating wildling was tripped, and Ramsay saw the situation here, "My wildling brothers, I know you want to taste the sweetness of dragon meat, and so do I, but before that we need to Shave off the whole keel, they will bring us wealth, you can also use iron and armor, with equipment you will plunder more fertile land, snatch more beautiful women, now leave the dragon to me, dragon I'll share the meat with you later." Ramsay stepped forward to help the fallen wildling, then turned to look at Rattleshirt.

Rattleshirt waved the wildling back.

After the savage left for a certain distance, Ramsay picked up the ashes of firewood on the ground, and then looked back at the hole in the dragon's belly. The gap in the hole was frozen and covered with snow, and it wasn't just opened by the savage. Muse asked someone to take down the torch and ignite it, and burned the hole with the torch. After the dragon's wound melted a little, he began to pick up the dagger and start cutting.

The soldiers of the surrounding Dreadfort also began to burn the edges of the dragon's wounds with torches, and then used a mace to carve out the gaps between the dragon's scales. They touched the keel's position and shaved the flesh with their swords. The wild men raised a fire in the wolf forest and waited. .

Ramsay carefully planed out a several-foot-long rib from the dragon's belly. Theon watched and swallowed, and Ramsay's expression was the same as when he dissected his toe joints.

In the wolf forest, apart from the smoke from the kitchen, there is the hearty laughter of the savages. This kind of meat far exceeds the large animals that were hunted outside the Great Wall.

Ramsay's face was stained with red blood, but he didn't show fatigue, he was still busy. As the gap got bigger and bigger, the shape of the dragon's abdominal cavity began to appear, and the fresh internal organs made Ramsay even more happy.

Ramsay picked up a piece of fabric from the dragon's abdominal cavity. Someone had stayed overnight at the dragon's wounded hole. Looking at the dragon's huge body, Ramsay suddenly remembered that if such a big dragon hadn't died of old age naturally, it shouldn't have any opponents. There are also dragons or dragon-like creatures in the forest.

Ramsay illuminated the dragon's belly with a torch, and then walked in slowly. A few black oval stones caught Ramsay's attention, and the person who stayed in the dragon's belly brought some stones in. As a pillow Ramsay thought to himself and leaned over.