Chapter Ninety-Three: How Ruthless

If people are not ruthless, they can't stand steadily, and if they don't go crazy, they can't live.

Lynn used her actual actions to show how ruthless she is when she has accumulated points.

His army was arrayed outside the west gate of Twin Rivers, with thirty tall trebuchets lined up behind the army.

Looking at this situation, I am afraid that if the Iron Islanders in Twin River City do not open the door and surrender, they will smash the city defenses to pieces.

Victor Greyjoy stood with a cold gaze on the tall western walls of the Twin Cities, and a herald beside him trotted to the walls.

"What did Lynn say? The Twin Cities you promised belong to me, and this is to break the contract?"

The herald raised his head tremblingly, "My lord, the reason given by the other party is that you broke the contract first, and let go of Lord Bolton, the real murderer of Robb Stark, the king of the North. ”

Victor took a sip.

"How could I let Luce Bolton go, he Lynn didn't plan to give up Twin Rivers City at all, but what's going on with the army outside? He, Lynn, is not only 1,000 men and horses, and he has lost some of them in Twin Rivers City, why are there so many troops outside the city?"

"Damn, where did these people come from. ”

The herald turned pale and did not know how to answer.

Victarion Greyjoy was constantly scolding, not only because of Lynn's army forcing the city, but also because after he stormed the Frey family's mansion yesterday, he found several chests of treasure in an underground vault, but most of them contained silver deer and jewelry.

It's not that Victalion looks down on these belongings, it's that he rummaged through the entire mansion and didn't find a single golden dragon.

With the Frey's centuries-old tradition of collecting tolls in the Twin Cities, and Wald Frey's miserliness to the core, Victor Greyjoy doesn't believe in the Frey's roots.

The wooden chests that were opened and empty in the underground vault must have been preceded by a golden dragon.

The thought of the four empty chests, most likely filled with golden dragons, made Victor Greyjoy's eyes erupt in flames.

He wasn't even in the mood last night, as usual, after capturing the city, he found a few beautiful women in Twin Rivers City to put out the fire.

He spent the whole night digging around the lord's mansion.

Iron Min's men worked hard, but after digging all night, they still found nothing.

He also thought about it, the things were transported by the army that Lynn had sent from the beginning, but then he shook his head again, so many golden dragons, a few heavy things, even if it was a carriage, it would take a dozen or so to do it.

Victor Greyjoy was pondering these unpleasant things, and Lynn's army was ready to mobilize outside the city.

Trebuchets are standard tall siege trebuchets that can be redeemed for 150 points each.

It takes at least 5 people to operate for a smooth launch.

The land between the rivers was very fertile, but there were not many stones, especially the large and sharp stones, and there were even fewer of them, but Lynn let the soldiers use the strength of the number of people, and still scooped up several baskets of round pebbles from the upper reaches of the Green Fork River.

This kind of stone has no edges and corners, and even if it used to be, it has been washed and smoothed by the water of the Green Fork River over the years, but fortunately, the stone is very hard, and the effect of throwing it on the city wall to smash the enemy to death is the same.

The sword and shield soldiers stood at the front of the line, and they had cut and tied ladders from the woods, the army of Westeros did not use this thing, they preferred to make a frontal assault, but because of this, the guards who were often on the walls were basically crossbowmen, and few infantry went up the walls.

The infantry hid behind the city gates, waiting for the enemy to break through the city gates, and then piled up as soon as possible, and blocked the wide gates with their flesh.

Lynn was puzzled by this behavior, and when he was still on Earth, he had seen a similar movie, in which a medieval soldier blasted a hole in a wall with a trebuchet and ordered his whole army to attack and try to get out of the city through the collapse of the wall.

In the end, the defenders of the city were also very brave and stubbornly defended the crack in the city wall, and in order to fight for a small crack in the collapsed city wall, the two sides slashed each other for several days and nights, and waited until the corpses of the dead soldiers were piled up as high as the city wall, and the victory was decided.

With this kind of effort, can't you move some more stones and smash a few more cracks in the city wall to come out?

The trebuchet made all the preparations, and Lynn, seeing that Greyjoy's soldiers showed no sign of surrendering, did not hesitate to give the order to attack.

It's noon, and the sun is very strong, so it would be nice to go to the shady basement with a few large boxes of treasure before dinner, and lie down in the shade among the silver deer.

"Trebuchet ready!"

"Put!"

Lynn sat on his horse, and could still feel the tremors of the earthquake when the thirty trebuchets were launched.

This was especially true of the enemy troops on the city walls.

The crossbowmen of the Greyjoy family stood on the ramparts, looking up at the sky, and the big, hard stones were smashing down as if they didn't want money.

The ground on the city walls shook for a while.

These Iron People's troops, who were accustomed to fighting at sea, had never seen such a war scene, and they were almost all frightened and stupid.

The sound of a landslide finally woke up the archers on the city wall, and they hurriedly buried their bodies behind the battlements of the city wall, and many of them even threw away their bows and arrows and held their heads in their hands, hoping that not a stone would hit their heads.

The rain of stones made everyone on the city walls tremble, and there was no distinction between dignity and inferiority.

Victor Greyjoy was surrounded by several shield-wielding soldiers, his head covered by shields on all sides.

Although the watchtower he was on was still some distance from the city gates.

The main target of the trebuchet was the tall iron fenced gate in the center of the western wall.

However, among the thirty trebuchets, there are always stones that are thrown off the rails.

Not far from him, a flag bearer stood there with his neck stretched out in order to lift the flag of the Greyjoy family, facing the dense large stones in the air, and he couldn't hide for a moment.

Soon, Victor Greyjoy heard a thud, and a stone struck the wall twenty paces away, in the direction in which his flag bearer stood.

A short, poignant voice rang out.

Victor, hiding under the shield, looked in that direction from the gap in the squire's shield.

The banner of a golden sea monster with a black background fell on the city wall, and next to the banner was a bloody corpse that had been smashed by stones.

The flag officer's head was too hard, so his brain flowed all over the ground.

The roar of the trebuchet lasted for more than twenty minutes before it gradually stopped.

During his time, Victalion heard two loud noises, one with the steel crashing into the city from the collapse of the gate, and the other with the cracking sound of the distant wall collapsing.

There was no movement outside the city.

Victarion, who was apprehensive, pushed away the shield-wielding squire beside him and slowly straightened up.

An iron soldier climbed up from under the city wall and said loudly and hurriedly: "My lord, the city gate has collapsed, and the group of iron spearmen who are responsible for resisting the city wall have fallen into bad luck and have all been crushed under the iron city gate. Also, the northern end of the West City Gate has also been smashed open a crack!"