Chapter 45: The War of the King's Election

In the spring of 299 AD, just a few months after the end of the Rebellion of the Five Kings, another full-scale war broke out in Westeros, which engulfed almost the entire continent.

Except for the Targaryen family, who fled to the other side of the gorge, among the eight most powerful families in the Seven Kingdoms, only the Martell family and the Baratheon family did not participate in this war, and the remaining six families, large and small, dozens of nobles and nobles almost invested their entire territory into this war.

This all-out war, which involved the rise and fall of nearly 100 aristocratic families on the mainland, and had far-reaching effects, was called the "War of the Election of the King" by later historians.

However, in the early days of this war, the difference in strength between the two sides involved in the war was extremely huge, and the Count of Sauron's side, because the northern border and the river had experienced the previous rebellion of the five kings, suffered a great loss in strength, even if the five thousand descenders under Sauron's command were added, it was only worth twenty thousand.

On the Lannister side, although the Lannister family is also greatly damaged, he alone can take out 20,000 troops, as for the powerful Tyrell family, they have sent 50,000 elite soldiers to support the Lannisters, although there is only one family of the Arryn family in the east, there are 10,000 people, and there are also 20,000 small and medium-sized noble alliances in the three major territories of the west, the riverlands, and the stormlands.

20,000 against 100,000, a difference of nearly five times the number of troops, although the Seven Kingdoms recognized that the northerners were generally brave and good at fighting, but many people did not look well on Sauron of the Stark family, unless he could find more powerful reinforcements.

Does Zoro have an arm? Of course he has! Fantasy space is his greatest backing, the Advent can be resurrected in a steady stream, and the Lannister coalition soldiers are one less if they die, and the outcome of this war is already doomed from the beginning.

At the beginning of the war, Sauron launched a fierce offensive in a way that was completely unexpected by the mainland princes, and he divided his troops into pieces, divided dozens of legions of 100 men across the Trident River, plundered the royal lands under the royal family's command, and joined the poor to participate in the crusade to strengthen his ranks.

The current royal domain is equivalent to the Lannister's territory, and it is the king's responsibility to protect the wealth of the people in the territory.

With the help of Advent spies across the continent, Sauron had already known the military movements of the other side, and under his leadership, the Northern Coalition advanced in a bold manner, marching along King's Road towards King's Landing.

What made the Lannister side even more sad and wanted to vomit blood was that they couldn't catch the tail of the opponent's troops at all, and every time the large army arrived, the other party had already run away and couldn't find the shadow, and if the number was small, they were swallowed by the other party.

Such a non-stop way of fighting made the damage of both sides reach an unbearable level for a while. It was only a skirmish of contact battles, with hundreds of casualties and countless wounded every day.

In just one month, the Lannisters lost more than 10,000 troops. However, the number of troops on the northern side did not decrease but increased, and the civilians, whether voluntarily or forced, were forced by the sword to join the camp of the northern army to crusade against the puppet king Joffrey. With such an advantage, the northerners attacked in an even more ferocious and brutal way.

This cast a lingering shadow over the already confident Lannister side......

King's Landing, Prime Minister's House.

Tywin Lannister threw a copy of his latest battle report on the table, his tone cold and stiff, "Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?" ”

The angry old lion silenced everyone, except for Lady Olena Redwin, known as the "Queen of Thorns" and now the mother of the Duke of High Court, who gently twisted up the battle report and read it carefully.

"Oh, those wolf cubs from the north are amazing, they've taken a sneak attack on the Trident River and wreaked havoc on our coalition forces. Let me see how many people we lost this time, oh, a whole twenty thousand! Seven Layers of Hell! How many 20,000 people do we have to lose? ”

After Mrs. Redwin finished speaking, she glanced at Duke Tywin, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and then saw her say slowly with a solemn expression, "This reminds me of the Usurper War, when Robert also defeated Prince Rhaegar at the Trident River, and it was this battle that laid the foundation for victory, and finally overthrew the rule of the Targaryen dynasty. However, at that time, the Targaryen army was besieging Stormwind, and we still had at least 70,000 troops, and the advantage was still ours, and it was impossible for the wolf cubs to have no losses, although we had killed a little more, but as long as we could concentrate our forces and engage the opposing forces head-on, the victory would be ours. ”

Tywin had calmed down by this time, he first nodded to Lady Redwyn to thank her for the reminder, and then he asked a pale, bloated woman next to his seat, "Lady Lysa, I wonder if you can send men from the direction of the Blood Gate on the east side to monitor the march of the opponent's main force?" ”

Like her sister, Lysa Tully had long, thick reddish-brown hair, but her blue eyes were long and cloudy, and her smile was sinister.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Of course! The guy who hurt my dear Petyr is finally here, and I'll make him feel the thrill of free-landing from the Moongate of Eagle's Nest. Lysa smiled nervously.

Tywin frowned, the sometimes neurotic woman made him very uncomfortable, but he still had to rely on her for now.

He stared into Lysa's eyes tightly and admonished in a deep voice, "Ma'am, your task is only to contain and monitor the movements of the northern army, I don't want to hear the news of a head-on confrontation between the Erin family and the northerners. ”

Although Lysa was dissatisfied, she also knew that with the 10,000 troops in her hands, she was by no means an opponent of the northerners, so she could only snort dissatisfiedly.

"Do you think that the harassment of a few 'eagles' alone will make the northerners retreat, knowing that your dear grandson is going to cut off the head of that Stark, and you, my dear father, have single-handedly designed a bloody wedding that shocked the Seven Kingdoms." The Lannister's famous pygmy imp Tyrion uttered such outrageous words, and he had always been so unruly towards his father.

During the Rebellion of the Five Kings, Tyrion saved the Lannisters several times, but was stripped of his position as "Hand of the King" immediately after Tywin's arrival in King's Landing, but Tywin allowed him to attend the battle for the survival of the Lannisters.

"And what do you want me to do?" Tywin said with a low growl.

"Yes! It's too late to make peace, so send Joffrey and Father your heads. After this battle, one of the Lannisters and Starks will disappear forever from Westeros' history. Tyrion said with a sneer.

"Watch your words." Cersei's cheeks were dark and watery.

"My dear brother, I think you must have a way, you know, you are also a Lannister." Jaime the Kingkiller interjected, he knew his brother best.

"Yes! I'm a Lannister too......" Tyrion drank a glass of wine, indescribably bitter, he had always been harshly criticized and discriminated against by his father Tywin, but until the end, he still couldn't get rid of the blood, if the northerners won this war, he would definitely be a stinking corpse on the gallows.

"After the Trident River, the north and King's Landing are no longer barrier-free, the northerners can drive straight into our door, in this case, it is better to let them in, the walls of King's Landing are enough to resist the attack of the northerners."

"That's your plan?" Tywin looked dissatisfied, and retreated from the defense with more troops than the other, so as not to admit that they were afraid of the northerners' attack.

"I think it's good......" Tyrion spread his hands, but seeing his father's angry eyes, he said, "But since you don't like it, father, I'll talk about the second plan...... We can send people to occupy Harrenhal and cut off the logistics line of the northerners when their main force attacks King's Landing. ”

This plan sounded a little more plausible, but Tywin bowed slightly, frowning, and asked, "What if they retreat in the other direction?" ”

"That's what I want." Tyrion paused his glass on the unfolded parchment map, "We can set up defenses in Rossby, Twilight Valley, Sow Horn, and Antlers, and we don't need too many, 10,000 people can keep the city alive, I don't think the northerners will be so stupid." At the same time, our Harrenhal defenders can attack from the north and force the enemy to retreat in the direction of the Blackwater. In this way, we can gather the forces of the three sides and force the other side to fight the final decisive battle. ”

"But the other person may not necessarily act according to your ideas." Tywin pondered for a moment, then said slowly.

"There is no 100% victory in war, and even the most famous general cannot take it all into account. Fighting is the business of you 'able-bodied', and I, a Lannister 'halfling', deserve nothing more than hiding in King's Landing to drink and wait for you to decide my fate. Tyrion stood up and shrugged.

"Finally, I wish you all a victorious start, my ...... Father and brother! The dwarf bowed and walked out of the Prime Minister's Tower alone.

Tywin was silent for a moment, then sighed tiredly, "Do as he says......"

A few days later, the Royalists abruptly withdrew all of the defenders of the Trident River and retreated in the direction of King's Landing, a move that made the northern soldiers cheer as if victory was within reach.

Zoro called someone to bring the sand table, studied it, and sneered: "Well, it's time to end this war." ”

Now that the royalists have retreated, there is no obstacle ahead. The army from the north made their way to King's Landing, and they set up camps outside the city, apparently preparing for a protracted battle.

Over the next few days, the Northern army pushed siege engines, rams, and cloud carts from the rear rows to attack the walls of King's Landing.

Fortunately, the walls of King's Landing were tall and hard enough to withstand the northerners' attacks for seven days, and on several occasions Sauron had already led his army up the walls, only to be forced back by the valiant Lannister soldiers.

The battle seems to be scorching, the corpses under the city wall are piled up, there are northerners, and more are royalist soldiers, which makes all the royalist high-level feel cold, the reason why there is such a disparity in the battle loss ratio, at that time, because the opponent's cloud car can directly send soldiers to the city wall, which reduces a lot of unnecessary damage.

However, news reached the ears of the northern noble generals, and a Lannister army suddenly appeared in Harrenhal, raided their logistics forces, and cut off their way to retreat.

At the same time, large forces of royalists appeared in the north and east, and they were about to form a siege.

In order to avoid being attacked on the back, the northern army retreated in the direction of the Heishui River, and the royalists followed closely behind. The first major battle broke out between the northern army and one of the royalists two hundred leagues northwest of King's Landing.

Although the Lannisters outnumbered their opponents, the battle resulted in a slight upper hand for the northerners, who killed more than 10,000 enemy troops and broke out.

Sauron and his army fought and retreated, eventually stopping on the banks of the Blackwater. The other royalist detachment in charge of the pursuit did not attack immediately, but carefully guarded the opposite side of the river bank a few miles away from them, and they were not sure of victory, but prepared to attack when the whole army arrived.

In this regard, the northern army did not take any measures, but sat back and watched the other side gather all its troops.

It was clear to everyone on both sides that the final showdown was coming......