"My lord, the other party refuses to surrender. The cavalry returned the way they came, came to Duke Tywin through the narrow passageway, dismounted and fell to one knee, "and insulted you in front of everyone." ”

"What!" Sir Kevon blurted out in surprise on the side, "How dare those people. ”

"Alright, you just howl like a ruined dog. Duke Tywin waved his horsewhip to stop his brother Ser Cavon from continuing, turning to the kneeling cavalry and asking, "Who's on the other side?"

"It's the wolf slayer, my lord," said the cavalryman, bowing his head respectfully.

"The wolf slayer who saved the two young ladies of the Stark family?"

"Yes, sir"

"Wolf Slayer," Duke Tywin sneered, "As a foreigner, but wandering around the Seven Kingdoms all day long, isn't he nicknamed Wolf Slayer, kill him, feed his corpse to the wolves." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the vassals surrounding him on the side, "Who wants to help me feed him to the wolves?"

The knights looked at each other, and a knight with a rough face said with some hesitation, "Lord Tywin, we don't have many siege ladders, and it seems that we can't reach their walls. ”

"If you can't reach it, it's not enough to tie two ladders together, and the warriors of the Westlands won't be stopped by this. "Duke Tywin clearly doesn't have any of this knight's claims.

Hearing this, a young knight with a black scorpion-tailed coat of arms on his shoulder stepped forward and said proudly, "I would like to lead the soldiers to take down this castle and dedicate it to Lord Tywin." ”

"Brave Sir Lorent Lodge, I want to hear good news from you. Duke Tywin nodded and complimented.

"As you wish. Knight Rorient gave a knightly salute to his lord, Duke Tywin, the guardian of the West, and turned around to prepare for the next siege, and when he passed by the middle-aged knight with a rough face, he also tore off the red cloak he was wearing behind the armor and stuffed it into the arms of the middle-aged knight: "Sorry, Sir Tebari, can you help me get it, it's a little inconvenient to wear a cloak during the siege." ”

"Hmph!" Hearing Lorient's mocking tone, the Tirri Knight snorted coldly, "Be careful, don't be scared out of that wolf slayer." ”

"I'm not you. Lorent kindly patted the knight on the shoulder and turned away, leaving the knight with a flushed face.

As if he hadn't seen the battle between the two knights, Duke Tywin still sat on his horse expressionlessly and observed the situation on Harrenhal.

But Sir Kevon, who had been standing on the sidelines, was a little worried: "Tywin, night is about to fall, and the soldiers are exhausted from a day's journey, now is not a good time to attack the city. ”

"It's okay, just try to attack, it's best to take it down, and if you can't beat it, you will set up camp, I don't know where all the guards were taken away by Lady He'an, where the wolf slayer conjured up the guard. Duke Tywin explained lightly, he is not a fool, how can he be frightened by the posture on the city wall, and give up the siege without temptation, he is pressed for time, I heard that Robb, the little boy in the north, has gathered all the vassals and knights of the Stark family and led the army south.

Realizing that Duke Tywin had not lost his mind, Sir Kevon was relieved and said with a smile, "I think it may be the gambler drunk recruited by the wolf slayer again." ”

As he was talking, several boulders flew from the walls of Harrenhal, one of which happened to fly over the head of Duke Tywin, "Beware!" Sir Kevon panicked, and subconsciously blocked Duke Tywin behind him, and the nearby knights also nervously surrounded him.

"Don't worry, this stone won't hit me. Unlike the others, Duke Tywin didn't look nervous at all, and patted Sir Kevon on the shoulder comfortingly.

The ammunition of the trebuchet is a stony or muddy projectile, a few pounds of light, and hundreds of pounds of weight.

Each shot takes a long time to prepare, so it is absolutely impossible to maintain the continuity of fire like a crossbow, and the crossfire is worse than the slow rate of fire, and if you are hit, you can only blame your bad luck.

Without waiting long for the Duke of Tywin, who was being attacked by trebuchets, Laurent Knight was already leading 600 soldiers with an extended version of the siege ladder and began to charge, "Attack!!" Laurent Knight shouted with his sword raised.

In order to show his prowess in front of Duke Tywin and many other knights, Knight Lorent bravely led the charge with a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right.

"Rush!!" the remaining 600 Lannister soldiers followed behind Rorent, ladder in one hand and shield in the other.

Everything went smoothly, unbelievably smooth, no arrows were fired from the huge walls, not even the catapults that did not have any accurate heads stopped attacking, so that the knight of Laurent and 600 soldiers reached the city walls safely.

Could it be that they don't have bows and crossbows, Lorent was happy in his heart, that is, he knew that Harrenhal did not have many troops now, so he took the initiative to petition to attack the city, but he didn't expect that the guards on the city wall didn't even have bows and arrows, and they were even weaker than he thought, this is really a gift from the seven gods, from today on, the title of Knight of Laurent will spread throughout the Seven Kingdoms, and everyone knows that Knight Lorent led his soldiers to the largest and most majestic castle in the continent of Westeros.

"Hurry, hurry, take the ladder and rush up!" The young knight could not restrain his excitement at the thought of the future scene, and as soon as the soldier put the wooden ladder up, the Laurent knight climbed the wooden ladder with his shield in hand.

The knight of "Stepping and Stepping" took two ladders in one step, while constantly adjusting his posture on the ladder to prevent the guards on the city wall from throwing anything, while quickly rushing upward, but the strange thing is that the defenders on the city wall did not move, did not throw wood, nor threw stones to prevent themselves from climbing, as if there was no one on the city wall at all.

But I had seen some soldiers with spears on the city wall before, and even if I didn't have bows and arrows, I would try my best to stop myself from climbing, not like now.

Could it be that there was an ambush, Lorent's afterglow swept around, he climbed too fast, he had climbed more than half of the city wall in such a short time, and he was about to climb the city wall, and the soldiers he led were still crawling below, and the disconnection was a bit serious.

Just in case, I'll climb slower, wait for them, Lorient said to himself secretly.

"Throw wildfire!" But before Lorient could slow down, he suddenly heard a young voice shout from the city wall.

With this voice, the voices on the city wall came and went: "Sir has an order, throw wildfire!" "Sir has an order, throw wildfire." ”

The young knight changed color, and subconsciously remembered the kind of wildfire that the leader described to himself that could seep into clothes, wood, leather, and even steel, and burn objects to the ground, like a basin of cold water poured down his head, and without thinking about it, he immediately flowed down the ladder and yelled by the way: "Retreat." ”

Bang, one by one, the barrels were thrown from the city walls, smashed on the ground, smashed on the ladder, smashed on the soldiers who were climbing, and Lorent, who had just gotten off the ladder, was not spared and was splashed with liquid.

"Ignition!" was the familiar voice again, and the soldiers who were like microphones, "Sir has an order, ignition!" "Sir has an order, ignition!"

This is a conspiracy at all, I should have thought about it, why climb so fast, Lorient already felt the burning heat coming from behind him, and only hated himself for running too slowly with only two legs.

"Run!" "Run!" Like Lorent, all the Lannister soldiers had heard of the prestige of the wildfire, and they were screaming and running back, and the soldiers who were splashed with the liquid were the most miserable, each faster than the charge.

Fortunately, he survived, and ran to a safe distance with the soldiers, Lorent finally breathed a sigh of relief, this wildfire is too terrifying, it is rumored that the wildfire seems to be green, and it exudes a pungent smell, unlike these liquids, Lorent smelled the liquid on his body a little strangely, colorless and odorless, it felt like water, water!?

As if thinking of something, Lorient quickly turned his head to look at the city wall, which almost made him vomit a mouthful of blood, only to see that the siege ladder he brought was slowly being pulled up by the guards on the city wall.