The Mountain of Ice and Fire

At the sound of Ravd's military whistle, sixty-three cavalrymen demonstrated the wedge formation specifically used to tear apart enemy battle formations, the fully defensive circular formation, the square formation for frontal marching and facing enemies, the semi-encircling arc formation, the sweeping formation spread out in a line, the column formation for marching...

Tywin Lannister saw that the cavalrymen were very well-coordinated, which made him feel good.

Although these were Gregor's family cavalry, they were actually part of his, Tywin Lannister's, strength, and taking them out wouldn't bring shame to the Westerlands.

For a newly formed cavalry unit, mastering all the formations and formation changes in a short period of time was remarkable.

Tywin also knew that two recruits had only recently joined; they were the brothers of the knight, Alan Sharlett, who poisoned Gregor.

For the commoners of the Westerlands, those with slightly better conditions learned to ride horses from a young age. This was a world where everyone was a soldier; usually, people went about their business, but once there was war, they had to immediately put down what they were doing, put on military uniforms, and go to battle.

However, knowing how to ride a horse and being proficient in cavalry battle formations were two completely different things. Without professional and arduous training, it was difficult for so many cavalrymen to form a perfect whole in various cavalry battle formations.

Gregor had military talent, there was no doubt about that.

But the performance of the cavalry he had assembled in such a short time was too dazzling!

However, thinking about the fact that under Gregor's terrifying pressure, not a single cavalryman dared to slack off during training was an undeniable truth. Tywin Lannister knew this well. His own five hundred-strong cavalry guard was also trained by Gregor, and not a single cavalryman dared to defy Gregor's authority, even though they were Lannisters or relatives of the Lannister family.

Because any soldier who dared to disobey orders had either been beaten to death by Gregor or thrown into the underground black cells by Tywin.

In this world, there were not many purely professional soldiers; only the great nobles could afford to maintain professional legions. Generally speaking, even the wealthiest of the great nobles would not keep more than two thousand professional soldiers year-round. Ordinary nobles kept anywhere from three hundred to a thousand professional soldiers.

Even a wealthy man exceeding a nation like Duke Tywin Lannister, usually kept no more than fifteen hundred professional soldiers in Casterly Rock. Of course, his daughter, Queen Cersei Lannister, also kept five hundred Westerland red cloaks in King's Landing, because the son-in-law king was spending recklessly and heavily in debt, the five hundred Westerland red cloaks around Queen Cersei were also being paid for by Tywin Lannister.

But this time, Tywin summoned Gregor to bring troops back to Casterly Rock, not to see him show off his cavalry training results, but he was concerned about a new thing—a small gadget that had never appeared in the Seven Kingdoms from ancient times to the present: the military whistle.

The sound of the military whistle was indeed sharp and high-pitched, and even in the sound of horses' hooves and the shouts of warriors, its penetration and recognition were still clear and unmistakable, which was very useful for issuing orders in the battle formation of thousands of troops.

When Tywin Lannister was seventeen years old, he responded to the king's call and participated in the 'War of the Ninepenny Kings' and became famous in one fell swoop. He and Brynden 'Blackfish' Tully of the Riverlands were known as the two outstanding figures of the Seven Kingdoms at that time. Both young men performed impressively in battle, both charged into battle and killed the enemy's chief leader, helping the legion win the War of the Ninepenny Kings.

Having experienced life and death in the bloody flames of war, Tywin knew how important it was to convey the general's orders in the midst of thousands of troops. It was actually very difficult to accurately transmit military orders and direct the army to advance, retreat, and encircle in the midst of shouting and neighing. People's throats would gradually be damaged in loud shouts and affect the transmission of sound, and no one could maintain their initial loud voice throughout the battle, let alone the general himself who had to participate in the battle and charge ahead.

If the invention of this military whistle could protect the general's throat while emitting a recognizability that exceeded the general's loud shouts, this would be a very practical invention and would obviously help the Westerlands army's combat power to a higher level.

"Show me the military whistle," Duke Tywin said.

From beginning to end, he kept a straight face, showing no praise for Gregor and his outstanding cavalry.

Being cold, ruthless, and without a smile was Tywin Lannister's standard.

Ravd Clegane jumped off his warhorse, ran up to the viewing platform, and respectfully handed the several military whistles he had prepared to Tywin.

"Teach me!" Duke Tywin said.

"Yes, Your Grace!"

The entire great training ground, hundreds of people, including the Duke's five hundred cavalry, maesters, and servants, all held their breath and watched Ravd Clegane teach Duke Tywin Lannister how to blow the military whistle on the viewing platform. Apart from the snorting and occasional neighing of warhorses in the great training ground, no one dared to make a sound.

If Gregor was a devil, frightening, then Tywin was a demon king, even more untouchable.

Since Tyrion Lannister, the Imp, was born in 273 AC, for a full twenty-five years, no one had seen Tywin show even a trace of a smile.

After half an hour, Duke Tywin stopped learning.

He decided to implement the military whistle system in the Westerlands army.

"Ser Gregor, you invented the military whistle, not bad."-Even though it was a remarkable invention, it only received a 'not bad' evaluation from Tywin, "What do you want me to reward you with?"

What do you want me to reward you with?

This sentence was understated, but actually very weighty.

Duke Tywin never asked his subordinates for their opinions when rewarding them, he always directly rewarded them with what he thought was appropriate. His inquiry to the Mountain this time already showed the importance he placed on it in his heart.

Not only Maester Potter beside Tywin, the five centurions of his cavalry camp, and the hundreds of cavalrymen, but even Gregor himself was slightly moved.

Tywin Lannister was richer than the world, but never generous.

But today he actually inquired about Gregor's opinion, and Gregor estimated that it was also related to the production of snow salt. Snow salt production was only slightly worse than mining gold mines as a means of getting rich, and being able to solve the bitter taste of eating salt and the astringent problem of a little sediment in the salt in this world was actually very remarkable.

"Please grant me a marriage, Your Grace!" Gregor said.

Duke Tywin was stunned.

Gregor's request surprised everyone.

Since his two wives died, he himself had lost interest in marriage, and the great and small nobles of the Westerlands all turned pale at the mention of the Mountain. Both of his wives had died strangely, both accidentally falling and breaking their necks.

"Which family's daughter have you taken a fancy to?"

"From Crakehall. Jeyne Westerling."

Duke Tywin's pale green eyes narrowed slightly.

"The Westerling family is the oldest family in the Westerlands, and its noble bloodline is unmatched. Lord Gawen Westerling is even more proud, he will not listen to me and marry Jeyne Westerling to you."

"Your Grace, when I prayed before the statues of the Seven Gods, I heard the will of the Seven Gods, the Seven Gods want me to take Jeyne Westerling as my wife."

"The Seven Gods?"

"Yes, Your Grace, the wisdom of my inventions all comes from the will of the Seven Gods. To pay tribute to the Seven Gods, the Sept of the Seven has been completed in the Clegane lands."

Who is Jeyne Westerling?

Gregor knew it like the back of his hand—the Jeyne he wanted to marry was the beautiful wife in the TV series before he crossed over who led to Robb Stark's death at the Red Wedding. In fact, in the original story, what moved Robb Stark was not her medical skills, but her beauty, kindness, noble birth, and elegant temperament, plus the versatility of a noble lady.

Jeyne Westerling was born in 283 AC, and is just fifteen years old this year, sixteen by the Chinese reckoning.

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