Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

"My lord, can I also charge with you?"

Noah Rowan, the squire, looked at Samwell longingly.

"Yes." Samwell did not refuse, "Follow me, don't run around."

"Yes, my lord!"

Looking at Cleopat who wanted to follow, Samwell shook his head and refused, signaling White Dragon to stay where he was.

It wasn't big enough to help much, and it couldn't fly high in the jungle. If it was injured by a crossbow, Samwell would be very distressed.

At this time, the fighting situation at the rear of the army formation became more and more intense, and the people of the storm suddenly burst into shocking shouts of killing as if they had gone crazy.

Samwell looked up, and saw several flags of different styles appearing behind, and it seemed that the nobles of the storm had appeared.

He recognized the banners of the Selmys, the Fells, the Penroses, the Bucklers, the great houses of the north of the Stormlands.

Sure enough, as Earl Randall expected, the enemy has already taken the bait.

Samwell quickly put on his helmet and rode forward, ready to meet the enemy.

At this time, under the crazy attack of the Stormlanders, the casualties of the Hewan people increased suddenly, and the rear position had obviously been shaken, and the rotation of the army formation was out of control.

At this time, the military judge had to come forward to supervise the battle, and even executed some vacillators in order to clean up military discipline.

But generally when this happens, military discipline will only slip in a more chaotic direction.

It really can't be blamed for the lack of firmness of the Hewan soldiers in the rear position, they really suffered too heavy losses.

What's even more aggrieved is that because of Earl Landau's strict order and the large army moving forward, they couldn't organize an effective counterattack at all, and could only be beaten passively.

And at this moment, the banners of the nobles of the Stormlands on the opposite side suddenly pressed over quickly, and amidst the sound of the dull horns, those Stormland cavalrymen also swarmed in and launched a general attack on the Hewan Army Formation.

Seeing this, Earl Landau immediately ordered the entire army to stop advancing, and sounded the horn of counterattack.

At this moment, the war finally entered the decisive stage.

After Samwell received the signal, he decisively led the cavalry to rush backwards, swarmed out from the gaps in the infantry array, and launched a full-scale counterattack against the Stormlanders.

Facing the counterattack of the people of Hewan, the people of Stormland, who had become red-eyed, chose to meet them head-on.

Two torrents of steel crashed into each other in the forest.

On the battlefield, there are many factors that determine the victory or defeat, such as the commander's strategizing, the knight's impromptu command, the courage and will of the soldiers, and even some miraculous and small-probability events, such as the horse suddenly losing its front hoof.

But in the end, when the two sides meet head-on, the real competition is still such as equipment, weapons, soldiers' quality... These things really reflect hard power.

And it just so happened that at this time, the army of the river bend was obviously stronger than the army of the storm.

So after a no-frills collision between the two sides, after all, Hewan had the upper hand.

What's more, Samwell, the god of death, was there. When the giant sword [Dawn] was unsheathed and swung out, the scorching sword light was like the dawn of dawn, melting and dispelling everything in front of him.

Whether it was steel armor, bones and flesh, or tall trees, they were all cut off by a single sword and burned.

This kind of terrifying power that does not belong to the mortal world is terrible for the enemy's blow, especially psychologically.

"The legend of the sky and the city is true..." Sir Kunta Bukele looked at the terrifying knight who looked like a demon god, and his heart was instantly filled with fear and panic.

When he heard that Caesar of Yingzui Island beheaded four white knights with a single sword, he still didn't believe it. He only thought it was an exaggerated rumor.

But what he saw with his own eyes at this moment made him have to believe it.

How can we fight such an enemy?

"It's impossible for him to swing his sword all the time!" Earl Heywood Fell said firmly, his eyes fixed on the Knight of the River who brought the battlefield into blood and fire.

At this time, Samwell no longer swung the giant sword.

Because there is no need.

The power of the three swords had frightened the people of the storm before. They avoided Samwell as if they were avoiding death, and no one dared to go up to test the power of the giant sword.

Samwell looked at a no-man's-land-like passage in front of him, and stopped swinging the giant sword. The tip of the sword drooped, and the flame on the sword dimmed.

This scene gave Lord Heywood Fell courage, and he decided to fight.

He also has to fight.

After all, going forward is the Fallen Wood City of the Fair family, and the others still have a way out, but he has none.

"He can't keep swinging his sword!" Lord Heywood Fell repeated again, not knowing whether he was trying to convince himself or his companions.

Lord Arstan Selmy had already felt like quitting.

Judging from the reaction of the people in Hewan, the other party should have been prepared, and even the loophole at the end is likely to be a trap intentionally left by Lando Tully.

But at this time he did not dare to issue an order to withdraw troops.

With this withdrawal, the people in Hewan might be able to leave the imperial forest tomorrow.

After leaving the Imperial Forest, the army under him alone will no longer be able to hinder the enemy. If the Hewan people intercept the king's army before it enters Tongmen City, they will have another chance in this war. There is no chance of winning.

The whole northern part of Stormlands would fall to the people of the Reach.

Thinking of this, Earl Astan gritted his teeth and said, "Earl Heywood is right, that Viscount Yingzuiyu may have exhausted his strength. Everyone, follow me in!"

After saying that, he rushed out first.

Earl Heywood Fell followed immediately, and the knights and soldiers behind him followed suit, rushing forward with a tragic aura.

Samwell had already broken through the enemy line at this time, and the attack of the Stormlanders was about to collapse, but when they heard the sound of the horn, the Stormlanders actually pressed the entire army, and it seemed that they were ready to give it a go.

The enemy is coming fiercely, but Samwell is not surprised but happy.

He turned his head, looked at his younger brother who was closely behind him, and asked:

"Can you continue to rush?"

"Of course!" Dickon nodded without hesitation.

It's just that the red-gold light in his eyes made Samwell frowned slightly.

But at this time, he didn't care about these things, and immediately raised [Dawn] above his head, and the fire was rekindled, like a guiding torch, and said:

"Everyone, follow me!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his horse's head and rushed towards the crowned stag banner held high by the Stormlanders.

Earl Astan watched the giant sword in the hands of the Viscount Yingzuiyu ignite again, and the luck in his heart receded like a tide.

But at this moment, it is impossible for him to retreat.

Can only move forward.

He is the nephew of Barristan Selmy the Fearless, the White Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, how could he retreat in battle.

Earl Astan held his breath, lowered his spear, and recalled the words his uncle had said to him——

"There is nothing in the world more terrible than war, nothing more glorious than war, and nothing more absurd than war, but in the same way, there is nothing more suitable to be a knight's destination than war."

Shuttle through the forest, Earl Astan could already see the bronze armor of the River Knight opposite him, the strange runes engraved on it, and the burning giant sword.

The giant sword swung out, and Earl Astan's vision was already blood red.

The lord of the Harvest Hall closed his stinging eyes, thinking to himself whether his uncle had the same thought when he was by the Trident River.

War is the best destination for knights.

Flames roared out, completely devouring the brass buckle flag of House Selmy on a blue background.

Samwell did not stop, and continued to move forward with his horse.

His mental attributes were all transformed into strength, his thinking began to stagnate, and his slashing movements were almost entirely instinctive.

Under his leadership, the Riverbend Cavalry was invincible, and their forward momentum was unstoppable.

For a moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, flames blazed, and human lives were like paper.

The Stormland army finally began to crumble.

The first to evacuate was Sir Quinta Buckler of Bronze Gate City. When he saw Earl Astan Selmy killed with a sword, he turned his horse's head and fled.

As soon as he left, the army in Tongmen City immediately lost their discipline.

What follows is an avalanche chain reaction.

Soon, the entire Stormland army formation began to shake and collapse, and countless people turned around and ran deep into the jungle.

At this time, under the command of Earl Landau, the army of the River Bend had begun to surround them, ready to completely devour the army behind the biggest storm.

At this time, Samwell had stopped his horse and stood on the edge of the battlefield, surrounded by a circle of bloody river bay cavalry.

"Lord Caesar, do you want to pursue?" A knight from the Tully family asked excitedly.

"No need." Samwell retracted the giant sword into its scabbard, and his body was almost exhausted.

At about the same time, Earl Landau gave the order to withdraw his troops.

Only then did the Hewan soldiers, who were red-eyed, wake up from the bloody and senseless pursuit, and began to move closer to the main force.

After briefly cleaning the battlefield, Earl Landau did not stop and ordered to move on.

After another day of marching, the Hewan North Route Army finally walked out of the imperial forest.

Not far south of this place is Fallen Wood City, which is built on the mountain, and to the north, you can reach the hub fortress in the northern part of the Stormlands - Copper Gate City.

Guarding the King's Road, this city is the northern gateway of Storm's End and the only way to the castles northeast of Stormlands, such as Hay Hall and Harvest Hall.

According to the information obtained by Samwell, at this moment, the over 50,000 army of the king's land is heading south to the Tongmen City. If this army can enter the Tongmen City smoothly, then the fortress will probably have to pay a lot if it wants to successfully attack it. Very heavy price.

According to the previously discussed plan, after leaving the imperial forest, Earl Landau led the main force of the infantry and supplies to march northward to Tongmen City, while Samwell led a total of more than 4,000 cavalry from the River Bend to take the first step in an attempt to grab Stop the king's army going south before it enters Tongmen City.

Even crushed.

After a simple farewell, Samwell led 4,000 cavalrymen to the north, with smoke and dust all the way, and horseshoes rolling.

The white dragon Cleopatra finally got rid of the shackles of the jungle, spread her wings and soared over the cavalry, neighing excitedly.