In the face of the onslaught of these dignitaries, the defenders of the city also felt a big headache, if the door was opened, it was likely to lead to the fall of the city, which was unacceptable; But if you shoot them, there are women and children and old people among them, and they will not be able to do so.

So the defenders had to bring all kinds of debris to block behind the city gates, and then watched them continue to make senseless ramming.

This was particularly contradictory for Sir Webb in the midst of the garrison, for he had seen his parents, wife and children under the city, and he could see his trembling old father, who was on crutches and supported by his wife, so that he was not pushed down by the bustling crowd.

Although his father was also an old knight, the old man calmly stared at the phalanx of spears that glittered not far away, but his hand on crutches was visibly trembling uncontrollably.

His old mother was holding her infant grandson in her arms, and looked at the city with tears in her eyes, not knowing whether she was weeping for her fate, blaming Sir Webb, the hard-hearted son, or crying for the terrible fate of her poor little grandson.

Sir Webber could see his wife give the child to her mother, and then, despite the lady's reserve, came forward and banged at the gate so desperately that the slender hands were unrecognizable, covered with wooden thorns, and blood flowing. Once upon a time, he held those gentle and smooth little hands, conveyed his love to his owner, and promised that he would never let her be hurt in the slightest.

It was as if a needle had pierced Sir Webb's heart, and every time his wife struck the gates, it was as if it had been struck on him, and in spite of his fine armor, he felt like a hammer in the chest.

Does his child seem to feel the uneasy atmosphere around him, or has he left his mother's arms? He cried loudly, as if he were a helpless orphan.

"I should have been with them, it was my duty as a son, a husband, a father! Protecting the elderly, infirm, women and children is a knight's oath! But look at me, I'm hiding in the castle like a shrunken turtle! Am I going to sit idly by and watch my wife, children, and parents slaughtered? Sir Webber's heart was tormented by morality, and he tried again and again to go to the city, to open the door, and to let them in, but again and again he stopped, and affection, love, and impulse drove him to open the gate, and duty, reason, and honor drove him back to his post.

Seeing that the onslaught of the dignitaries did not seem to work, Robert decided to continue the pressure, and he ordered the phalanx of spears to move on.

In the face of the approaching phalanx of spears, even the always arrogant Mayor Humphrey changed his normal attitude and said in an almost pleading tone: "Please, open the door!" There are not only men, but also women, the elderly, and children, so save them! I know what you're worried about, the men and I can hold them back, just ask you to save them! He almost fell to his knees in tears, and this was probably the lowest time in Mayor Humphrey's life.

Then he stood up and shouted, "Men! Listen to me, we have to stand up and protect our families, we have to fight for them with our lives for a chance to live, men, come back with me! Obviously, Mayor Humphrey is still a qualified mayor, although he is like most public officials, and even embezzles and bribes, but at the last moment of his life, he chose to sacrifice for the people he loves, fulfill his obligations as mayor, and play an exemplary role.

The men actually began to turn around with his voice, holding hands to form a queue towards the phalanx of spears, which Robert did not expect, I have to say, when people are in a desperate situation, they can indeed stimulate endless potential, even if they are cowards, they will be strong when there is no way back, as the so-called rabbit is anxious and bites!

They bravely marched towards the phalanx of spears, clasping each other's hands and encouraging each other, because they had something in their hearts that was more fearful than death, and that was to see their loved ones die in front of them.

Like the conversation between Ed and his son Bran, "Can a man be brave when he is afraid?" "A man is only brave when he is afraid." Fear of losing can be a source of courage.

Even Sir Feynman, the commander of the city, was moved by the courage of these men, and his eyes turned red, and Sir Webber burst into tears, and immediately pleaded with Sir Feynman: "Sir Feynman, order the gates of the city to be opened!" Don't let the sacrifices of these warriors go to waste, don't let them die with regrets! Sir Feynman waved his hand and motioned for Sir Webber to do so, and then covered his eyes with his hand, and through his fingers he could see something glistening.

The gates opened, and the desperate men finally saw hope, and they flocked to the castle of Cen Tree Beach, and Sir Webber embraced his wife, not caring for the blood on her hands staining his back.

"You're safe, dear! You're safe! He patted his wife on the back with his hand and whispered comforting to her. Beside him, his parents also looked at Sir Webb and his wife happily embracing each other with the expression of the rest of their lives. Even the little grandson in his mother's arms laughed and laughed, probably because he had seen his father. What a happy family! But are they really safe?

Obviously, Robert's purpose was achieved, and he immediately urged his horses to rush into the city, and at the speed of his horses, the gates would never have time to close, and the reunion of Sir Webber's family would become their only short and beautiful memory today, and it would be their last good memory in this life.

After all, if you want to take the opportunity to enter the city, it will inevitably cause accidental injuries, which also means that this touching rescue operation will eventually end in tragedy, and countless families will be awakened from a short happy dream, and they will be greeted by the cruel reality of family ruin.

The spears immediately split to make way for the cavalry, and the men in that row could not resist the onslaught of the cavalry with their flesh and blood, and their wives and children had already successfully entered the city, and the courage that supported them immediately collapsed, and they immediately separated to both sides of the road, and then buried their heads in their thighs like ostriches and shivered.

But just when the cavalry led by Robert was about to rush into the city with the crowd, there was a sound of horns in the distance, and Robert had to strangle the "sun" and "brake suddenly", and then immediately a reconnaissance cavalry came to report: "Duke Robert!" Reinforcements from the High Court have arrived! ”

His voice was so loud that the defenders at the head of the city heard it clearly, and they were immediately encouraged and their morale was greatly boosted, and Robert looked at the city gate that had begun to close, and had to give up the original plan in a foolish manner, and now rushed in recklessly, which would only lead to his own "dumplings" by the reinforcements of the High Court.

There was nothing more joyful for Sir Webb in Cen Tree Beach, for the arrival of reinforcements meant that he and his family were completely safe, and for them, the arrival of reinforcements was as beautiful as the dawn of the long night.

In the distance behind the city, a large army appeared at the end of the field, slowly marching towards Cen Shutan, they waved the banner of a red archer on a green background, apparently they also spotted Robert's army, so they sounded the horn from a distance, on the one hand, to deter the enemy, and on the other hand, to inform the friendly army of their arrival, to cheer up the friendly army.

"It's reinforcements from the Tully family of Hornling!" Sir Webber recognized the banner at a glance, and he stood at the head of the city and cheered, and even Sir Feynman, who was beside him, stared blankly at the Tully army with a happy face.

Robert had no choice but to lift the siege of Cen Shutan Castle, leaving 1,000 men to block the entrance to the castle, and then led a large army to meet this pesky and untimely reinforcement. Robert did not hesitate to use his foul language, cursing the opposing commander in the most vicious way he could think of.

When Robert set up his position, the other party almost came to Robert's face, this army only had about 15,000 men, compared to Robert's military strength of nearly 30,000, only half of Robert's army, it seemed so thin.

But their equipment is better than Robert's troops, the Riverbend is the second richest place in the Seven Kingdoms, only under the Lannisters in the West who have gold mines, but in terms of development potential, the Riverbend Land is the first in the Seven Kingdoms, after all, the gold mines will always run out one day, but the farmland can be planted forever, at most it is just rotational farming.

The people of the Riverlands are not very good at warfare, and perhaps because of this, they are unsurpassed in armor and equipment, and their armor and swords are simply the best in all of Westeros. This is not difficult to understand, after all, when rich people can't use money to improve their physical fitness, they will of course work on external objects.

So in front of Robert was an army armed to the teeth, even the minions wore steel helmets, chain mail, sleeveless plate armor vests over their torsos for protection, and glittering spears and shiny shields in their hands; On the other hand, Robert's army could not even make a piece of leather armor in his hands, and the spears in his hands were also of inferior quality, the spear heads were rusty or even bent, and the shields were better cracked or had traces of sword chopping, and the patent leather almost fell off, and the wood inside was black, as if it had been rained and not dried, resulting in moths, and smelling musty, as if it would break when touched.

"Who's on the other side, I'm Robert Baratheon, Duke of Storm's End!" Robert had the word spread that he had several loud soldiers acting as "human megaphones" for him.

"I am Randolph Tully, Earl of Hornland, a vassal of Lord Mace Tyrell, Duke of the High Court!" There was a hearty response from the other side, and then a horse stepped out of the formation, and immediately a stern-faced man in his thirties, with a pair of eagle-sharp eyes, and a knife-like cold face, with a short, stiff gray beard on his chin, and the same hair on his head, but the hairline tended to extend backwards.