" Gut him" . That was Rattleshirt, still ahorse. The eagle flew to him and perched atop his bony helm, screeching.

" 捅他，" 叮当衫坚持。老鹰朝他飞去，停在骨盔上，刺耳地呐喊。

" Many and more. Twenty, thirty thousand, we didn't stay to count. Harma had five hundred in the van, every one ahorse" .

" 很多很多。或许两万，或许三万，来不及仔细计算。哈犸的前锋有五百人，全都有马。"

Renly laughed. " You must forgive Lady Catelyn, Stannis. She's come all the way down from Riverrun, a long way ahorse. I fear she never saw your little letter" .

" 你得原谅史塔克夫人哦，史坦尼斯。她从奔流城这么一路长途跋涉，大半时间都在马背上，恐怕来不及收看你那小小的信件哟。"