When Luce Bolton sounded the trumpet for the whole army to retreat, the five fronts of the left, center and right of the northern border all collapsed.

The soldiers scattered like ants that blew up their nests and fled for their lives.

In the sky, countless arrows rained down on the fleeing crowd.

The entire battlefield, the northern front, is like glass smashed by a hammer. The soldiers who fled in all directions were shards of glass splashes.

A one-sided massacre began.

The right flank of the western frontier was invincible, and the main cavalry force launched a fierce charge, and the reserve army and logistics army of the western frontier were all thrown into the battlefield, leaving no one behind.

The right wing commanders, Earl Leo Lyford and Sir Adam Malbran, led the iron cavalry on the right flank and quickly broke through all the lines of the enemy's left flank, and they quickly circled and pulled out a torrent of iron hooves, encircling all the enemies who had not escaped, and began a massacre.

At this time, all the formations began to disperse, and the hundred-man squad was the combat unit, chasing and killing the fleeing enemy everywhere in the river beaches, meadows, hills, and woods.

After leading the Clegane cavalry through the battle formation, the Magic Mountain struck the top of the hill in front of the right, where there was a huge marching tent, and the commander-in-chief of the Northern Army, Count Luce Bolton, stood under the fearsome human skin banner.

By the time the Magic Mountain rushed up the hills, Luce Bolton had already fled from the other side, everything in the tent had been dropped by him, and the family flag had not had time to take it with him.

The Demon Mountain War Horse swept over the banner, the giant sword swung down, and with a loud bang, the flagpole was cut off, and the banner fell.

"General, I beg to pursue, to capture Luce Bolton alive. Dunson said, waving his sword.

"No one can catch up with Luce Bolton, who, though he marches and attacks at night, is ready to flee long ago. ”

The brothers looked down into the hills, where Luce Bolton had already run far with his legion.

"Brothers, rest on the spot!" Magic Mountain ordered, "Plant our military flag, our mission is complete!"

So, in the camp of the commander-in-chief of the northern border, the three-dog flag of the Klegane family was planted!

The Magic Mountain counts the results: they capture Count Severn. The city of Severn is very close to Winterfell, but it is only a half-day ride, and this Count of Severn has a good relationship with Eddard Stark.

Captured Willis Mandalay, the eldest son of the Earl of Mandalay in White Harbor, this guy is the heir of the Mandalay family, and his weight is not light.

Captured Harrion Karstark, the eldest son of Count Karstark and heir to the family. This is a fierce general, young and bearded, and the magic mountain resisted three swords, was knocked away by the last sword, and the war horse was cut off by the magic mountain.

Four knights of the Frey family. The Magic Mountain only recognized the Twin Towers badge of the Frey family, but he didn't know who these four guys were? The weasel family had many descendants, and the ninety-year-old Marquis Frey married eight wives, and he gave birth to an army of his own. His descendants multiplied in hundreds, and the Marquis de Valde Frey himself could not tell who of his many descendants was who, and often confused their names.

The death of Count Harris Howood by the Magic Mountain would result in Howood City being coveted and taken by Luce Burton and his bastard son Peel Rams in the future. Howood City is a short distance from the Horror Castle.

Magic Mountain had already told Count Howood to dismount and surrender, and what answered him was Count Howood's spear thrust, and Magic Mountain had to swing his sword to cut off the spear, and with another sword, he cut off Howood's right arm, and with another sword, he broke the man and the war horse into two pieces.

Count Howood is a good man, but this is the battlefield!

The Clegane also captured a dozen knights and knights, nearly a hundred soldiers from the North, and these people together did not carry as much weight as Earl Severn, Sir Willis Mandalay, Harrion Carstark, and the four Lord Freys. As for the knights and knights killed by the Klegan army, it was several times that number.

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In the midst of a vast battlefield beneath the hills, Tyrion and Bronn search for their hillmen in the pile of dead.

Although Tyrion tried to get as far back as he could, he was attacked by the skirmishers, who killed two men under the protection of Bron, and his right arm had been cut off if it were not for the protection of his armor.

After being scattered, the soldiers of the Northern Army were scattered everywhere, and Bolon killed several Northern soldiers who could no longer tell the direction of escape.

In a pile of dead men, Ulf, the wise of Ulmar, the son of Umar, lay in a pool of congealing blood, his right elbow down, a broken spear stuck in his chest, and his comrades lying beside him for more than a dozen months.

The wise man died a complete death, and the severed right arm took away all his blood and the last bit of life. His fine armor was shattered like paper, and there were terrible openings everywhere.

Not far away, Xia Ga was sitting under a tree covered in blood, his body full of arrows.

Tyrion and Polons thought he was dead, but as the horses approached, Shaga opened his eyes and raised his heavy blood-stained axe: "It's you, half-human, I want a prostitute and a case of wine this time." ”

"I promise you, Shaga!" Tyrion assured the tough guy.

Boron jumped off his horse and helped Shaga to his feet, and the fierce man, who was a head taller than Bolon, noticed that his body was full of arrows, and he pulled them out one by one, while lamenting that the bow and arrows had made too many holes in his good armor and leather inside. A few arrows went into his body, causing him to cry out in pain like a baby.

The little beauty Zira rode from the front, followed by a group of warriors with black ears, all covered in blood, like blood ghosts crawling out of hell.

Zira triumphantly shows Tyrion a string of ears she had severed.

"Is Time dead?" asked Tyrion.

"That guy is stripping the dead man's armor in front of him with the Scorching Ministry, picking out weapons, and looting the dead man's pocket for coins, the Scorching Ministry's has always been an insatiable tribe, phew!"

Gonthor the Thin was not dead, Tyrion found him in a pile of dead men, and he slept soundly. After examination, the guy miraculously suffered only minor injuries.

Tyrion ordered the mountain men to take care of the dead and sent Bronn to deal with the knights they had captured, and he decided to go to his father, there were things that he had to talk about, or he would panic.

Duke Tywin was sitting by the river, drinking from a jeweled cup, his attendants unbuttoning his armor.

"A beautiful victory. Sir Kevon saw Tyrion shouting loudly, his tone full of pride and joy, "Tyrion, your wildlings fought well, we underestimated them, and we didn't expect that the regular army in the north would not be able to stop their attack." ”

"Uncle, if you can give them all the armor, helmets, and weapons beforehand, I'm sure they'll fight better. Now only half of the 3,000 are left. Father, are you disappointed that we should have been slaughtered, right? ”

Duke Tywin had no expression on his face. "Yes, I put undisciplined troops on the left flank, expecting them to rout. I had hoped that the collapse of the left army would lure the enemy into advancing with all its might and flanking it. Once they are in the trap, our right flank and center will turn around and attack his flank, forcing the enemy into the river. ”

"You threw me into this massacre, but you refused to tell me your plan. ”

"The feint is unconvincing, and I can't leak the plan to those who are in the company of mercenaries and barbarians. ”

"It's a pity that my barbarians have spoiled your good spirits. Tyrion took off his steel gauntlet and threw it into the river, his wounded right arm hurting so hard that he frowned, and Tyrion wouldn't cry out in pain in front of his father.

"Father, I heard that Jaime was captured by the little wolf, is it true?"

At last night's feast, Tyrion left early, not hearing the news from the witch queen later.

"Yes!"

"Hehe, I remember you once said that the little wolf was vulnerable, and he was afraid that he would be frightened and retreat when he saw our military might. Tyrion gloated, "Tsk, it's just a pity for my brave brother, so what are you going to do to get Jaime back!"

Tywin ignored Tyrion's sarcastic taunt, "Hurry up, let's rush back to Riverrun and fight the wolf cubs." ”

"Hehe, when you rush to Riverrun City desperately, the little wolf will definitely be gone, and he won't wait for you to kill him. ”

"I think we should immediately send out the ravens and have the remaining Earl Steffer Lannister recruit new recruits in Castle Rock for training, so that if the wolf cub crosses the Golden Tooth, these recruits will be able to defend Castle Rock. A roaring voice came from behind him - Magic Mountain!

Steffer Lannister is a side line of the Lannister family. His sister Joanna Lannister is married to his cousin Tywin Lannister. Joanna is beautiful and virtuous, unparalleled in the Seven Kingdoms, and is deeply favored by Tywin. She was the mother of the little devil and died on the day she gave birth to the little devil. From that day on, Tywin didn't smile anymore.

"Magic Mountain, how much have your soldiers lost?"

"More than 200 soldiers were killed, and even more were wounded, and I needed to replenish my manpower. ”

"Where's the general?"

"Except for Angai and Julie, who were not injured, the rest of the generals and centurions were all wounded. ”

"Do you dare to use northern captives as your soldiers?"

"Dare!"

"Okay, we have captured four thousand northern soldiers, how many northerners can you control yourself to use for your use, don't dare to betray, you measure it yourself. There are tens of thousands of sets of weapons, armor, and helmets captured this time, and you will be rewarded with a thousand sets, and you will choose the best one yourself. ”

"I want to capture the northern border, but I also want mountain people, I went to see them just now, they still have nearly 1,500 combat strength, after training, these 1,500 people will be stronger than now. ”

"I promise you. ”

"But I won't. Tyrion's green eyes stared at the Mountain.

The atmosphere stiffened suddenly.

Tyrion is serious this time, and he's going to argue with reason. He was afraid of his father, but this time his father's admission of using him as cannon fodder had stimulated him, causing his scales to stand on end.

"Simple, little devil. The Magic Mountain said contemptuously, "There are five tribes of mountain people, everyone fights according to their ability, who they follow, let them make their own choice." ”