(Special thanks to [This Moment] for rewarding the helmsman)

"Defense!" shouted the general.

Swish!

The spear is lowered, the round shield is in the hand on the back, and the saddle is leaned over, and the round shield covers the head.

The round shield was too small to protect the head of the lancers.

The horses were exposed to a rain of arrows.

Behind the lancers, there were archers.

Behind the archers, the heavy cavalry that kept pouring out stopped one after another.

The sound of thousands of arrows whizzing and falling from the sky was unfamiliar to most archers and lancers.

Their sensitivity is poor!

The nobles of the Storm Land, who had been at peace for seventeen years, except for a small number of veterans, were newly grown up soldiers, and it was the first time that they had gone to the battlefield to fight such a big battle.

They had thought that the Empty King's Landing was within reach wherever the Iron Rider went.

Shout!

A long arrow screeched and fell from the sky!

Burst!

A small round shield raised by a cavalryman in the center.

The cavalryman felt a sharp tingling in his arm.

The iron arrows that dangled pierced his small round shield, piercing his left arm with the round shield.

The young cavalry was startled and let out a terrible scream.

This kind of real battlefield situation was the first time he had encountered it.

He has been practicing martial arts for many years and is a professional warrior, but it is the first time he has been on the real battlefield.

In the screams of the cavalry, puff!

Almost at the same time, a rain of arrows fell.

An arrow struck his horse in the thigh, an arrow hit his horse's head, and the horse jumped up as if it had stepped on a red-hot soldering iron.

The cavalryman fell from his horse, dizzy, and just half-up.

Puff puff!

Several more long arrows fell, hitting him on the top of his head, shoulders and back.

The armor-piercing arrow pierced through his helmet and into his head, not deep, but it scared him away.

Puff puff puff!

Behind him, arrows rained down.

The comrades screamed one after another, and the horses were hit by arrows one after another, rushing wildly.

Suddenly it was dark, and a frightened war horse rushed towards the soldier, and the horse's hooves were raised, falling down, and hitting the soldier's calf.

The screams were earth-shattering, and the war horse fell down in grief, crushing half of the soldier's body and breaking the soldier's two calves.

At the moment when the soldier fainted, he heard someone in the river shouting, "Ready, release!" and the voice was almost close at hand.

Then, in the final moments of his loss of consciousness, he heard another screech of sharp objects piercing the air from near and far.

On the river beach, Stannis's lancers were in disarray. Countless cavalrymen and horses were wounded and turned around and fled for their lives. The archers in the rear had not yet counterattacked, and the phalanx was rushed away.

The lancers at close range broke out, and the archers could not stop them.

Of the light cavalry, the archers had the weakest defense, and they excelled at long-range attacks, which had to be covered by other classes in front of their phalanx.

Before the Magic Mountain could reach the crossing, Stannis's lancers were in disarray, and they impulsively attacked the archers who had not yet set up the phalanx.

Another salvo overcame me.

One by one, the already exhausted and panicked phalanx of lancers completely collapsed.

Indiscriminate coverage.

In the rain of arrows, the small round shield has become a useless prop that can only take care of the head but not the tail.

The longbow was a hard arrow, and the arrow was shot down from the sky, the force of acceleration was unstoppable, and the small round shield was shot through.

The soldiers who were hit by the arrows, and the horses that were hit by the arrows fell one after another.

"Kill Stannis!" shouted the Magic Mountain!

"Kill Stannis!" shouted the soldiers around him.

On the King, the team led by the Demon Mountain was only a few dozen people, but it shouted the momentum of thousands of troops.

The King, the flagship, slammed its hull into the pier of the ferry.

The Magic Mountain was the first to jump.

Woohoo!

Arrows are coming this way.

There were not arrows in teams, but arrows from several centurions.

The Demon Mountain raised its huge shield and snatched it, and the arrows shot at the shield one by one, unable to penetrate the shield's defenses.

At the position of the arm, the shields of all the Westers are protected by iron sheets, and they are double iron sheets at the front and back.

In order to prevent the longbow and hard arrows from piercing the shield, the arm fixed to the shield buckle was worn on the shield, and the iron reinforcement of the shield was invented by Magic Mountain, and further promoted and improved by Duke Tywin.

The foot of the magic mountain did not stop, rushing forward.

"Kill Stannis!" shouted the Magic Mountain. His voice is like a huge thunder, like a galloping horse, no one can stop him!

But there are people who move faster than him.

Angay stood on the dock, his bow and arrow, the first arrow, down the nearest centurion, the second arrow, down a general who was re-arraying, and the third arrow, down a knight who was shouting and charged.

The knight slammed down his horse, and the horse almost rushed in front of the Demon Mountain, and was yelled at by the Demon Mountain, and before the ice sword could be raised, the horse rushed out in surprise and rushed up the river.

The magic mountain rushed to the front, and immediately attracted firepower, and the three centurions shouted and rushed towards the magic mountain with their guns.

Woohoo!

Three arrows in a row, and the three centurions knocked off their horses one by one.

Moyamaben was ready to kill the three centurions, but he failed again. It suffocated him!

"Angai!" shouted the Magic Mountain, charging at a group of lancers who were fleeing with their horses.

"My lord, it's not me, it's Baron Sven's Iron Guard!" shouted Angey.

Baron Sven, the Iron Guard of the Forest, dressed in white robes, is an archer, but he loses to Angel in an archery contest with Angel. Since then, I have been haunted by it.

Today's opportunity, he saw that An Gai jumped off the dock and shot several centurions and generals in a row, and the arrows were not missing, and his heart burned with a bang, so he snatched the bow and arrow in the hands of the naval soldiers on the ship, jumped off the dock, and shot the three knights who rushed to the magic mountain one by one with three arrows!

Bow and arrow strike!

The group of Magic Mountain was no more than 100 people, and when they rushed to the wharf of the river ferry, many generals and centurions saw it and thought that there was an opportunity. At least two generals and five centurions thought they could encircle the small group.

Angel and Baron, one left and one right, shot the generals and centurions to death one by one.

The morale of the other party has been severely frustrated!

The mountain crashed into the ranks of the enemy's lancers, and with a wave of his shield, he knocked down a horse, and the cavalry flew into the air.

With just one shield strike, it was unstoppable, and this team of lancers was frightened by the power of the magic mountain and collapsed.

The Demon Mountain Ice Giant Sword waved, and the Valyrian steel sword sharpened the spear armor like cheese under his power, and the cold light flashed, the spears were broken, the wrists were flipped, and the long sword swept, and even the men and horses were split in half.

Everywhere the Magic Mountain went, like sharks on the waves, the enemy ranks crumbled in bloody gas and bloody stumps.

No one can stop him with a sword!

Valyrian steel swords were scarce, and the Ice Sword was too heavy and long to be used to kill enemies on the battlefield.

However, the ice sword that fell in the hands of the magic mountain was the best weapon to kill the enemy on the battlefield, cutting people like a human-shaped radish, like cutting cheese, and cutting people and horses into two pieces.

Among the Seven Kingdoms, except for the Demon Mountain himself, no one's two-handed sword can be compared to the Ice Sword of the Demon Mountain.

No one's strength can block a blow from the Magic Mountain!

As if in the blink of an eye, the magic mountain broke through three phalanxes in a row, broke through the formation of the lancers, and entered the ranks of the archers.

The archers and cavalry face the magic mountain to play hand-to-hand combat, it is purely a plate of cucumbers, the magic mountain can do whatever you want, and you can cut it however you want.

The archers' cavalry line collapsed violently, and was quickly penetrated by the Demon Mountain alone. War horses, soldiers, have died under the ice sword.

A white cloak rushed out from the left side of the magic mountain, stabbed at a team of lancers, slashed his sword vertically, cut off the arm of a lancer, stretched out his hand, and dragged the screaming cavalryman off his horse, two spears snatched from the side, and stabbed him indiscriminately, but the white cloak had already turned over on his horse, and the spear pierced the air. He twisted his body, and the long sword slashed back, and with two crisp clicks, he cut off two spears, and the heads of the horses and horses intersected, and the long sword swept and slashed, so ferociously that it split the soldier's neck armor and cut off the soldier's neck.

The other soldier was frightened and hurriedly reined in his horse and fled, and the white-robed knight shouted and chased after him, and with a sword down, the cavalryman's helmet was torn in half, and his head was split alive.

This man was so powerful and powerful that his armor was like shredded paper of leather under his sword. His hideous face is obscured by a famous dog helmet, like a hellish ghost.

The lancers who wanted to surround the Imperial Guard shouted and fled.

This unstoppable Kingsguard is none other than the Hound Sandor Cregan.

Everywhere the white robe went, it was like a sharp blade cutting through the waves, and the ferocity was extremely ferocious, and the enemies were routed one after another.

The one-eyed charm of the scorching department followed the magic mountain, and soon grabbed a war horse, he always used the armor on his body to defend against injuries that were not critical, and at the same time used his skillful force to slide away the enemy's attack, the mace in his hand smashed on the enemy's head, one at a time, cleanly.

Any soldier who was hit by his hammer was killed instantly.

Rolger is also a guy who likes to use a mace, and the two of them joined forces and grabbed the war horse and knocked it all the way, and the enemies fell one after another.

The little beauty Zira and her seven demonic young sons formed a small team of their own to defend the right flank of the Magic Mountain, and with the assistance of her seven sons, she had cut off many people's ears to make trophies.

The thin man Gonthor did not want to rush to the front line, he followed behind everyone to make up for the lone and the wounded, whether it was a man or a horse, a sword down, either the neck or the eyes, the sword stabbed the vital point, the movement was extremely fast, in the blink of an eye was several stabs.

A soldier who fled down the river was chased by perseverance, and several lancers in the distance saw that he was the only one and immediately came to encircle.

Gonzolgen's short knife plunged into the horse's strand under his crotch, and the horse sprang out in great pain, catching up with the soldier in an instant, and slashing with a sword, slashing obliquely into the soldier's neck, the soldier fell to the ground screaming, and the air horse galloped away with the saddle.

Gonzolle killed the soldier before several lancers could close in.

Dunson was a skilled swordsman, he and Erin and Sir Graden followed the magic mountain, three swords against the enemy, all those who were against them, whether they were knights or soldiers, were violently cut down, and the brothers followed up and trampled on the horses' hooves, trampling people into bloody corpses.

Magic Mountain, Dunson, Erin, and Gra Lantern fought hard all the way, invincible, and everywhere they went, whether it was spear riding, archery riding, or heavy riding, they all collapsed.

The spear ran and charged the archers behind, and the archers collapsed, striking the heavy riders behind. The heavy cavalry made a long run and came to the Heishui River, which was more tired than the other cavalry, the men were tired, and the horses were also tired. This caused a chain reaction of madness, and the heavy riders had no intention of fighting, and they turned their horses' heads and fled for their lives in the forest.

The horses' hooves were loud, the hooves were like thunder, and countless cavalry turned the docks and fled wildly into the forest.

The so-called defeat is like a mountain!

Stannis fled into the forest under the protection of his guards.

The magic mountain was too fierce, seeing his banner and rushing over, the generals and centurions stepped forward to block, no one could stop the giant sword swinging horizontally of the magic mountain, his shield was smashed out, and the war horse was also knocked down with a bang, no one could stop it. The situation was urgent, and Stannis had to flee first.

The Demon Mountain led the brothers to the edge of the Royal Forest, stopped, and did not enter again.

In the forest, he is huge, blocking too many things, the number of enemies is more than a hundred times that of them, any tree can hide and attack them, enter the forest, double the danger.

"Go back!" shouted Demon Mountain, and Le Ma ran back.

In the Heishui River, twenty-three warships were lined up, and none of the 4,600 naval soldiers had ever come ashore, and they were on the deck with bows and arrows, ready for battle, and if the enemy dared to come out of the forest to cover the kill, the arrow rain would cover it.

"Who's hurt?" shouted Demon Mountain.

The commander-in-chief of the garrison, Jeslin Baiwatt, was shot in the thigh with an arrow in the left shoulder, and he smiled: "Lord Earl, I have two medals!"

"I've got three!" said Polivo Cregan. He took off his helmet and blood was pouring out of his head.

"What's going on?"

"I was fighting with a knight for a war horse, and the long sword was stuck outside with his short sword, and he couldn't get it back, so I had to slam his helmet in the face. I slammed the mask off his face into his face. “

The brothers laughed.

"Has anyone died?" asked the Demon Mountain in a loud voice.

"I almost died. "My scimitar is really bad at piercing armor, and I have not been able to kill a knight even a few times, but he has a sword that immediately pierces through my armor." ”

The generals saw a sword wound to Zorro's chest.

"Long sword through the chest, you are not dead yet?" said the Demon Mountain.

"Bolon!" Fat Zorro's Westeros lingua franca with an exotic accent, "it was Boron who cut off the knight's hand in time!"

Bolon's helmet, armor, scabbard, hands, horse's body, blood was everywhere. He didn't say a word, and his figure still looked like a leopard full of tension.

"Are you hurt, Bolon?" asked Magic Mountain.

"It's all someone else's blood!" Boron said lightly.

None of the dozens died, but most were colored, and Boron was one of the few who were not injured at all.

"All my blood is my own. "I had just rushed into the ranks of a lancer when I was hit by an arrow in my helmet. So I gave up on the enemy in front of me and went after a very distant centurion who had struck me, and the fellow hid in the middle of the archer's camp and shot me several arrows. I swore that I would cut him down before I died. I rushed into the archer's camp, ignoring anyone else, and rushed straight in front of him, the guy already stunned. I cut off his head and came back, and I was hit by many arrows and stabbed by many guns. I've been hurt the most, and I'm sure no one can compare to me. ”

Riding alone, killing into the opponent's layers of phalanxes, and coming back alive, so brave, all the generals looked sideways.

In the Imperial Forest, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes watched as dozens of people from the Magic Mountain calmly landed at the ferry pier, laughed and jumped on the King, with high fighting spirits, and walked away.

Stannis's face was pale, he was fast on horseback, and he was going to come to the Blackwater River to camp in advance to deter the Lannisters.

This time he was indeed deterred, but it was he who was deterred.

Stannis remembered the shaman Melisandre in the table hall on Dragonstone, who wanted to join the army and help the king to win, but Stannis rejected her.

He believed that the Red God could be used to assassinate someone, and that the real war was based on military strength and tactics, not divine faith.

Rumble!

The drums began to beat very little, with only the King's Trumpet on one side of the war drum.

Rumble!

Immediately, a second war drum joined in.

Rumble!

Twenty-three royal warships beat the drum of victory together.

Boom, boom, boom! boom! boom!

The sound of drums was deafening, and with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas, it suppressed the roaring sound of the Heishui River.

Long live the Magic Mountain!The captain of the King, Archibald, draws his sword and shouts!

This is a sign of enthusiasm.

Immediately: on the battleship, on the dock, on the city wall, tens of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, in line with the sound of war drums, magnificent, earth-shattering.

Long live the Magic Mountain!

Inside the Royal Forest, Stannis and his generals were silent, each with a very ugly face, as if someone had punched them in the face one by one.

Everyone understands that no one can stop the power of the Magic Mountain. In particular, that greatsword is so sharp that it sharpens iron like cheese!

On the docks of the Royal Warship Harbor, the little devil witnessed this hearty surprise battle, and beside him, King Joffrey's eyebrows fluttered, and he drew his sword and slashed with passion.

The little devil has learned a truth from today's battle: soldiers can be recruited, but fierce generals are hard to find!