Today, the town on the south bank of the Blackwater River is a true military fortress.

After the Lannisters took it from Caesar's army, they reinforced it again, and the walls were not too high, only more than twenty feet, but the base of the city wall was extremely wide, more than ten feet, and resembled a trapezoidal embankment.

Samwell knew that the enemy had made this transformation in preparation for himself to blow up the walls with a powder bag again.

The wide and thick base ensured the stability of the walls, and even if they were bombarded with gunpowder packs below, the entire wall would not collapse.

I have to say that the Lannisters have indeed always been concerned and vigilant about Samwell, and they have a deep understanding and study of his offensive methods, and they have also come up with a good way to deal with it.

Of course, there are gains and losses, and such walls are not as effective as ordinary tall and towering walls when dealing with traditional climbing siege methods.

In addition, a large number of giant crossbows were laid at the head of the city, apparently specifically to deal with the dragons.

It can be seen that the Lannister family has really exhausted all means in order to deal with a strong enemy like Caesar.

The effect was also significant, as Caesar's two major siege weapons, gunpowder and dragons, were limited to the greatest extent.

Either way, Samwell was already a must-have for the camp.

If you can't be coincidental, then use the most traditional means to attack.

No matter what the cost, Samwell must take the fortress in front of him.

Not only because this place is stuck at the intersection of Rose Avenue and King's Road, and the Southern army cannot bypass this place if they want to continue north, but also because Samwell must let the war burn and let his noble knights fight so that no one will continue to be half-hearted.

From the most rational point of view, it is true that now is not the best time to start a big war.

But this point in time was uncomfortable for Samwell and even more uncomfortable for Tywin.

And Samwell knew that his enemies were never the Lannisters, and although Tywin was strong, he really didn't let Samwell take it seriously.

Only the strange ghosts from beyond the Great Wall of Desperation are Samwell's mortal enemies, and they are the mortal enemies of all human beings.

Before winter officially arrives, he must end the civil war and unite the forces of the Seven Kingdoms to face this true catastrophe and horror.

So, on the day of the arrival of the Vanguard, Samwell gave the order to attack.

The weather was very good on this day, a rare sunny day after the continuous autumn rains, and the dazzling sunlight swayed on the land, even making people feel a hint of midsummer.

But this is only an illusion, and as winter draws closer, midsummer has long been buried.

When Samwell's order was passed down, the large army outside the city began to line up to attack, and the officers ran and shouted in the ranks, boosting morale and making the final pre-battle mobilization.

Plumes of smoke rose in the city, and the sound of piercing sirens wafted through the air. The soldiers from the west poured onto the city walls and began to line up at the head of the city.

A tense and anxious atmosphere echoed through the city.

It has to be said that the moment Caesar's army arrived, it caused great psychological pressure on these people in the West.

This psychological pressure comes not only from the huge white dragon, but also from Caesar's terrible reputation for invincibility.

The experience of this storm king has long become a legend in Westeros, even as an enemy, I have to admit that Caesar's rise is so fast, terrifying, and unstoppable that I am afraid that only the conquerors of three hundred years ago can compare with it.

No one would dare to take Caesar's troops lightly.

Davon Lannister stood at the head of the city, looking at the army outside the city from afar, his eyes extremely complicated.

He clearly remembered that just three years ago, the Storm King had been his defeated man. Although now that he thinks about it, Da Feng feels more and more that the competition on Qingting Island is full of conspiracy and calculation.

And that "victory" did not bring him any sweet taste at all.

Over the years, Davonne has been looking for an opportunity to face Caesar again, and he wants to prove that if he can take this man off his horse with one shot, he will win again, even if Caesar has gradually gained a reputation for invincibility on the battlefield over the years.

He had never been more eager to prove his prowess with the blood of his old enemy.

"The Lannisters will win!" Davon raised his sword and shouted wildly.

"Victory! Win! Win! ”

The soldiers of the Western Frontier raised their weapons one after another, constantly beating their chests, showing the same determination to defend the city as the main general.

The army outside the city was still making pre-battle arrangements in an orderly manner, and the changes in the city were unheard.

The long sound of the horn finally sounded, and the first note of the war was played.

Samwell rode the white dragon into the sky, and when he looked down, he saw a group of Confederate soldiers like ants, holding a round shield in one hand and a wooden ladder on their shoulders, heading towards the fortress in front of them.

At a certain distance, the archers at the head of the city shot arrows, and the arrows rained down like a torrential rain.

Fortunately, there was no shortage of armor in the Southern Army, and even the most ordinary soldiers could wear a full set of leather armor.

The arrow broke through the outer uniform and was blocked by the leather armor lining the inside.

But there are dozens of giant crossbows at the head of the city.

Originally, these giant crossbows were intended for Caesar's dragons, but seeing that the white dragons did not join the battlefield, the soldiers of the Western Frontier used them to deal with the siege army.

With a sharp roar, thick arrows cut through the air in arcs visible to the naked eye, shooting towards the besieging army.

The arrows fired by this kind of giant crossbow are not something that leather armor can resist, not even steel armor.

Once shot, it's a split end.

Screams continued to sound in the besieging army, and blood gushed out, officially opening the prelude to this tragic siege battle.

Drums rumbled, and the besieging army rolled out trebuchets and artillery.

Yes, Samwell finally got Master Coben to develop land guns, but for ease of transportation, these guns were smaller than the guns loaded on battleships, and they were naturally not as powerful.

Boom Boom!

In the first round of test firing, cannonballs and stones flew into the air and landed on the thick city wall with a terrifying thud.

But in the face of this special wall, which was specially designed to prevent blasting and artillery bombardment, the effect was really not good, and the wall withstood this round of attacks with only a slight tremble.

However, although it has little effect on the wall, it has a good deterrent effect on the western soldiers at the head of the city.

The sound of huge rocks and shells flying in the air and then slamming down, as well as the visual shock, can shake the will of enemy soldiers very well.

In particular, the cannonballs are specially made explosive shells, which explode once they fall into the city, and the power generated can instantly blast nearby enemies to pieces, and the explosion of blood mist and body wreckage is flying everywhere, making the scene terrifying and terrifying.

(End of chapter)