"I will take only half the men and the rest can easily hold Riverrun for years. And there is nothing for the Targaryens north of the Red Fork. No, this Aegon wants to take down your grandnephew Tommen and will march west," he scoffed and rubbed his bald head. "And both the Northmen and the Riverlords have been broken. They are no danger without any men, and nobody to rally behind. With winter on our doorstep, Aegon's army will either have to disperse or starve and freeze in the cold snow. After I become Lord of the Crossing, I will command another three thousand men at least!"