The earth is getting farther and farther away.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and the branches were like arms grabbing at Samwell.

He closed his eyes, still led by Cleopatra into a sea of green.

Poof-

Among the countless green leaves that flew up, Samwell had already rushed out of the forest on the white dragon and saw the blue sky that he had not seen for a long time.

The sun hung high in the eastern sky, huge and vivid, and the endless canopy of trees seemed like an undulating sea, rapidly receding at his feet.

Samwell opened his arms and embraced the howling wind, and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

Cleopatra felt her master's mood and hissed with excitement.

This is the first time he has ridden a white dragon, and it is also the first time he has taken to the sky in this world.

It feels really good.

Samwell tightened his grip on the white dragon's slender neck, trying to manipulate it to fly as he pleased.

It wasn't easy, as Cleopatra could only understand a handful of commands, and when Samwell tried to show the way by fiddling with the white dragon's head, he repeatedly failed.

Then he tried to convey his will by changing the center of gravity of his body, or touching the flank of the white dragon with his feet, etc., and as he continued to try and adjust, the tacit understanding of one person and one dragon was gradually increasing.

Samwell finally got a taste of the fun of riding a dragon.

But before he could have had enough of the pleasure, Cleopatra had little strength, flapping her wings and beginning to descend.

Poof-

The two rushed into the forest again.

A large herd of wild horses appeared below, and when they saw the white dragon, they instinctively turned and fled.

But a dark shadow still fell from the sky over them, and a wild horse was so frightened that it lost its front hooves and rolled to the ground.

In the next second, Dragon Flame devoured the poor livestock.

Cleopatra also landed next to the carcass of a burnt horse.

Samwell jumped off the back of the white dragon, his legs already hot from the heat of Cleopatra's body.

The weeds on the ground were still burning, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke and burnt horsehair.

Samwell ripped a few pieces of smoking meat from the horse's carcass with his bare hands and took a big bite.

Once he had filled his stomach and regained some strength, Samwell mounted the white dragon again, and was about to return to find the Riverbend army.

But just then, he heard the faint sound of horses' hooves coming from the north.

Samwell controlled the white dragon and flew over, only to see that the forest in front of him was suddenly torn open by a narrow blue gap.

Wende River?

Samwell was unfamiliar with the geography of the area, but knew that the longest and largest river in the Royal Forest was the Wende River, which flowed from south to north into Blackwater Bay.

At this time, two horsemen were drinking their horses by the river.

At first, Samwell didn't care, thinking it was a sentry from the Stormlands, but when he saw the other party's red background golden lion banner, he realized that it was actually from the Lannister family.

Did the Lannisters send troops to support the Stormlands?

Samwell was immediately alert.

But then, he felt that he was overthinking.

Now that the main army of the Lannisters is facing off against the Northern Coalition led by Duke Eddard Stark, how can it be possible to divide their forces south to support Stormlands.

Even if it comes, it is estimated that it is a small force.

So, he didn't care, just commanded Cleopatra to swoop over.

The sound of the wind stirred up by the white dragon's huge wings attracted the attention of the two cavalrymen.

When they saw the sky clearly, they hurriedly mounted their horses and fled.

Samwell rode Cleopatra in the air, not letting the white dragon breathe fire, as if he was deliberately teasing his prey, or perhaps to see where the two could take him.

The two poor Western Cavalry were already sweating profusely at the moment, and the terrifying flying beasts that followed the sky like a shadow made them highly nervous, and they also tried to take out their bows and arrows to fight back, but the white dragon was three or four hundred feet away from the ground, and even if the arrows were shot, they were already weak and weak, and with the strong dragon scale protection, they couldn't break through the defense at all.

In desperation, the two cavalrymen could only flee with their heads bored.

But as he ran, the horse that sat down could not stand it anymore and began to foam at the mouth.

Finally, with a loud roar from the white dragon, the two exhausted horses fell to the ground and threw the cavalry on their backs out.

Samwell steered the white dragon to the ground.

"You're from King's Landing?" In order to lighten the burden on the white dragon, Samwell specially did not bring heavy weapons, so he pulled out the short knife on his waist and walked slowly towards the two western cavalrymen.

The two Westfrontiers didn't answer, but drew their swords and charged at Samwell almost simultaneously.

Samwell was not afraid at all, but saw the right moment, and suddenly accelerated, almost crashing into the arms of a Western cavalryman, and the short knife in his hand stabbed the gap between the opponent's breastplate and arm armor with precision, cutting off his right arm entirely.

The terrible screams stirred up a stream of birds.

The other Western cavalryman was startled by the howl of his companion, but before he could react, the sword flew into the air, and then there was a huge force from behind, and the whole person was smashed into the mud.

Samwell unhurriedly disarmed the two and began to press for information.

At first, the Westlanders refused to answer, but when Samwell began to cut his fingers, the two men were honest.

However, the information he received made Samwell frown.

The Lannisters actually sent troops to help the Stormlands, and there were quite a few soldiers, nearly 60,000 people.

Where did they get so many soldiers?

Samwell's first reaction was that the two captives were deceiving him, so he cut off a few more fingers.

The Westfrontier wailed and explained that it was Kevon Lannister who had temporarily recruited 50,000 recruits from King's Landing, who had not been trained, severely lacked weapons and equipment, and had extremely low combat effectiveness. Coupled with the 5,000 troops that the royal leaders and nobles put together, this seems to be a huge army.

Samwell felt a little more reasonable.

But he certainly wouldn't easily believe the captive's words, and he was not in a hurry to go back to join the army, but rode the white dragon along the Wende River to the north.

He had to see for himself how many soldiers the Lannisters had sent.

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On King's Road, Kevon Lannister stopped his horse and took a few sips from his squire.

"There's the Wende River ahead, right?"

"Yes, sir. After crossing the river, the Bronze Gate City is not far away. ”

"It's not far, but at this marching speed, I'm afraid it will take several days." Kevon looked back at the messy march, his brow furrowed.

Although I didn't have much expectation for this temporarily conscripted army, I actually came down and realized how difficult it was to make such an army travel long distances.

If you want to change a commander who doesn't have much experience and prestige, I'm afraid that from King's Landing to Coppergate, I'm afraid that half of these 50,000 recruits will run away.

Kaifeng also tried his best to maintain this army along the way, and the situation was still within an acceptable range, but what he was most worried about was another thing.

"Where is the Riverbend Army now?"

"It's almost time for Fallwood City."

"So fast!" Kai Feng was shocked, "Didn't the Stormlanders boast that they want to make the Royal Forest the grave of the Riverbend people?" Why are the people of the river bend about to cross? ”

"The Stormland Light Cavalry has already dispatched quite a few, but according to them, the commander of this riverbend army is Randolph Tully, and he has a good way of dealing with attacks, so he has not been able to slow down the riverbend army. However, the goal of the Riverbend people should be Rockwood City, and we still have plenty of time. ”

Kevon was not comforted, and his greatest fear was that he would encounter the army of Riverbend on the way, and this "army" recruited from King's Landing would be completely vulnerable in the field.

"Tell Count Fell that you have to drag the Rivermen under Fallwood for at least a week, no matter what."

"Yes, sir."

The attendant departed.

Kaivon urged his horse and continued to move forward for a while, and then he saw the sparkling Wende River.

Just as he was about to reorganize the army and arrange the crossing of the river, he suddenly heard an exclamation from the knight beside him:

"Dragon!"

"Dragons?" Kevon was stunned for a moment, then looked up in amazement.

In the next second, his pupils instantly shrank like the tip of a needle.

"Crossbowmen, shoot, shoot!" Kaivon shouted.

But after shouting, Kaivon realized his stupidity.

Where did the crossbowmen come from in this "army" behind him?

This is not a strong army in the West, but an army of fish belly.

There were some crossbowmen in the 5,000-strong army of the king's nobles, but they were all assigned by him to maintain military discipline, and the crossbowmen did not form a scale, so they could not play a suppressive role at all.

"Hide in the woods! Escape in the woods! Kevon decisively gave a new order.

The soldiers recovered from their shock and hurried out of King's Road and into the woods on either side.

Kaivon also led the frightened war horse and hid under a tall cypress tree.

"It's Caesar of Hawkspe!" The knight beside him said in a tone of horror mixed with resentment.

Kaivon didn't speak, just stared at the man and dragon hovering in the sky, and his mood was extremely bad.

Fortunately, the white dragon was just hovering in the air, and did not swoop down to attack, it should also be worried that there was an ambush below, and the army hiding in the forest was indeed not very convenient to hunt, and this young dragon did not have the ability to burn the forest.

"Isn't this dragon just a few months after it hatched? How did you grow so big? Another question was raised.

"You haven't raised a dragon before, how do you know how fast a dragon grows."

"Idiot, you won't read books if you haven't raised you. The dragons of the House of Targaryen usually grow for about ten years before they can be ridden. ”

"Is it the book of Basho Bashou? That guy is a liar in my opinion! ”

……

"Shut up!" Kaivon, who was in a bad mood, yelled impatiently.

He summoned his attendants, and his tone was hurried:

"Send at once to Rockwood City, Bronze Gate City, and Hay Hall, and tell them that the people of Hewan have discovered my army. If they don't want this support army to be routed halfway, they must stop the Riverbend people at all costs for at least five days! ”

"Yes, sir."

After the squire had left, Kevon looked up gloomily and saw the white dragon sweeping over the King's Road, and finally heading south.

Soon it was gone, leaving only the echoing sound of the dragon and the faint smell of sulfur.

(End of chapter)