The people of the Scorching Division are skillfully scavenging for anything of value on the corpses of the enemy, and if they see anyone still struggling, they will "kindly" cut off his neck, which is a habit they have developed since their time in the Bright Moon Mountains.

Carter, Leonard, and Percy, who had to go out in a short time, also returned with the team.

"My lord, you are more careful than me, there is no one on the periphery. Sir Carter grumbled.

"There's no best, no one can be released anyway, so I let you and Leonard, who have the most calm personalities, go to the periphery. Jones casually explained.

"Don't worry, my lord, it's also solved inside, and a few guys who just climbed off a woman's belly have been smashed flat by me. Percy said with a sound of the urn.

"One more thing," Percy said, throwing out several cloth bags, each with a lot of copper plates and only a few silver coins, "what will happen to the money that those guys robbed?"

"Ronna, you go and collect the loot, and then let the brothers collect it according to the number of kills, and this is considered a trophy. ”

"Yes. Rona happily replied that he had just been following Jones, so he had killed two enemies as well.

It is worth mentioning that in the end, Jones had the most kills in this battle, and he killed eight of them. Such an efficient means of killing the enemy also made the cavalry, who was still a little skeptical of Jones's strength, completely recognize this commander.

......

Many houses in the towns along the river were burning, and the raging fires were accompanied by thick smoke, which turned the night sky blood-red.

And in the town's only square, the warriors were indulging, munching on barbecued meat, drinking thick rye beer, and the sounds of laughter and women's pleas mingled.

In their own territory, there are laws to be obeyed, and here there are no constraints.

"To the Bamfert family!" a knight shouted with a toast.

"Long live Bamford!"

"Long live the Lannister!"

The shouts of excitement sounded again, and at this moment, they sincerely wished.

......

In the little clearing left in the middle of the square, several horsemen laughed on their horses, ran after a child, and poked him with guns, as if they were playing a game.

The kid ran and ran, screaming and screaming, until he fell to the ground and was stabbed to death by the biggest guy.

The guy excitedly held up his spear and said, "Next!"

Earl Quantum Bamvert was also in the square, laughing and talking to the knights of the family about their future plans.

The Lannisters are becoming more and more powerful, and as they have been following the Lannisters for thousands of years, they will naturally rise to the top, and when the time comes, they can expand the family's Castle of Scourge even more, making it an important port on the west coastline.

At the end of his life, Earl Quantum Bamvert burst into laughter, he was short and stocky, but full of muscular, and his arms were as thick as his thighs, and he knew at first glance that he was a strong fighter.

......

In the dark night outside the town, the roaring hooves of horses sounded again.

"How many batches are these?" asked the guard, who had just warmed up with a drink.

"You didn't count, did I count?" the guard next to him looked unhappy, "They are all comfortable in there now, but our brothers are blowing the cold wind here." ”

"Don't complain, this batch is coming. ”

"Get out of the way!" cried Eddie Bamvert, who was not far away, and his speed did not slow down in the slightest.

"Brothers, it's moving, little Eddie is back, his temper is not very good. The lead guard commanded.

The guards hurriedly removed the makeshift barricade that was blocking the main road into town, and just as it was time to open it completely, Eddie Bamvert arrived.

Several people were laughing, and they were about to ask Lord Banfert how he had gained, when a black sword more than two meters long slashed with a whistling sound, and the head of a guard flew high with a flattering smile on his face.

......

More than 500 cavalry rushed in through the open junction like a raging flood, and several guards were slashed by oncoming sharp knives without being caught off guard, and if one of them did not fall, the latter could be replaced, and finally even the corpses were crushed into pieces by the hooves of the galloping horses.

The main road of the town is clearly illuminated by the burning houses on both sides.

The cavalry that rushed in did not stop in the slightest and marched all the way.

The warriors, who were still looting in the house, poked their heads out to see which team was so fierce.

"Who is this?" they were all a little confused.

Watching more and more cavalry gallop by, their faces changed from confusion to horror, until the first warrior shouted at the top of his voice, "Enemy attack!"

......

By the time the shouts began to sound, Jones had already seen the circle of people in the square who had hurriedly stood up, and he couldn't help but grin. "Ronna, Clive and me to the left, the rest to the right. ”

The firelight in the square fell on the silver tip of the spear, which was like a jewel wrapped in fireworks, which was extremely beautiful.

Then it is like the people who walk along the square, like a dam that has been swept away by a flood, like a cloth cut by scissors, or struck by a fiery horse, or pierced by a spear, or beheaded by a sword.

Some of them cursed, some begged for mercy, but more often than they died, they screamed before they died.

The knights who had just been playing a game of chasing and killing children in the middle of the square were all stunned on the spot, and the enemies seemed to be gushing in endlessly from afar, unstoppable.

The people around the square were ploughed almost unhindered, and only a few people were lucky enough to rush into the circle or outside the circle and escape.

......

Jones and the other half of the team converged across the square and rushed to the center of the square.

Clearly, another charge is coming.

The remnants of less than a hundred people in the center of the square gathered together, tremblingly holding their long swords at the cavalry team in front of them, and they clearly saw that the black-armored knight in the leader of the enemy, holding a terrifying big sword, had been completely dyed with blood at this time.

"Withdraw!"

Earl Quantum Bamford, who had escaped to the periphery by the surprise of the knights around him, saw the scene in front of him when he came to his senses, and he screamed frantically.

The remnants of the soldiers instantly found the main backbone and hurriedly ran to the location of the earl on the left.

However, the killing followed, and the remnants of the army were bent bait, and the cavalry unit led by Jones was a ferocious crocodile, and quickly pounced.

"Long live the Lannister!" Earl Quantum Bamvert roared loudly as he sat on his tall horse and raised his spear in the face of the attacking enemy.

He wanted to hold back the enemy's momentum and regroup the remnants. And the target he chose was the black armored knight with a great sword, led by the enemy.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Earl Quantum Bamvert looked at his approaching target, reminding himself that he could even see the angry look on his face.

When he got closer, he stabbed forward with a spear in both hands.

With a "ding" sound, accompanied by the sparks from the collision of weapons, the spear was deflected by the heavy sword, and the tremor from the barrel of the gun shook his hands numbly.

"This black-armored knight has a lot of strength!"

Before he had time to think about it, the opponent's heavy sword slashed again, and the earl hurriedly blocked it with his spear.

However, as soon as the weapon came into contact, Earl Quantum Bamvert was like falling into an ice cave, and it was too much strength for him to stop.

The spear was slashed downward by the heavy sword, and Jones did not relent, but kept following the momentum, and the metal collided with a screeching sound. Finally replaced by the neighing of the horse, the Count's horse was slashed by the heavy sword at the neck, and he could no longer stand steadily, and threw the Count forward on his back.

......

Jones's cavalry specially set aside the battlefield for the two of them this time, and they ran through the battlefield of the two, bypassing it like the current meets a reef.

Jones tightened the reins and turned around, only to see the other man lying on the ground, trying to get up.

With a "poof", the heavy sword pierced through the iron armor behind the earl's back, pierced through the iron armor before his abdomen, and pierced his entire body.

Jones exerted his hands and clenched his heavy sword, raising Earl Bamvert's sword aloft in the air. The Count was not dead at this time, but was pierced by a heavy sword, and could only keep shaking his limbs, like a fish in a fork, except for the high screams.

Eddie Bamvert, who had been watching the battle from a distance, saw his father's appearance, rolled his eyes, and fell off his horse. If he didn't know what the devil was like before, now he knows, the devil is wearing black armor and holding a terrifying sword.

Of course, he was not the only one who was frightened, and when the remnants saw the scene in front of them, they could no longer raise the power to counterattack.

Thus, the screams on the battlefield gradually weakened, and finally subsided, and at last only the wailing of the fallen horses told of the one-sided battle that had just begun, just as the townspeople had been slaughtered before, and the difference between the two massacres was less than half a day, only the object was different.