Chapter 111 Night Attack on Golden Teeth City
The war horse was frothing and collapsed by the stream, eyes slightly open.
James rolled down in the stream and drank the stream water like a swallow. Soon it was choked in his throat, and he coughed desperately like an old man dying in a hospital bed.
The water blurred his eyes, and James lay down on the rocks in the shallows of the flowing stream, "Damn it"
He thought of the attendant he had tricked, what was his name? Lucerne?
Damn, he forgot the kid's name.
Jaime pushed aside his wet blond hair, which was no longer technically blond at this time. Black mud was spread all over his body. The previously golden symbol of Lannister turned into a piece of shit.
What's the saying? For some reason, James thought of the folk rumor, "Lord Tywin's shit is gold."
"Hahaha." James closed his lips and smiled sullenly, which was exactly what happened. He looked at his reflection on the clear water, with an expression that seemed to be crying but not crying, and half smiling but not smiling.
James glanced sideways at the dying war horse. The beast had made no sound and had completely died of exhaustion on the road.
Is this the squire's horse, Lucan? No, he is Lucion, the son of Damion Lannister, now the acting lord of Casterly Rock. He is the cousin of his father, Tywin.
He finally remembered the name of the attendant. James took off the arm armor that was sticky on his arms and washed it in the water, leaving too much blood stains on it.
The soldiers of the Riverlands scattered in the jungle, the soldiers of the West who escaped, and the bandits who stayed in the Riverlands to burn, kill and loot.
He also shoveled the earth and buried the body of a little girl he met on the road. From the festering wounds on her body, we knew what happened to the little girl.
Whether it was out of guilt for Lucien or natural compassion for such things, he shoveled the soil with his sword and placed his thin body in the soil.
Then he ran away for his life, like a stray lion who was driven out of the pride and left to die.
He didn't know how long he had been running. According to his original idea, he wanted to make a big circle south and then return to Golden Teeth City.
Golden Tooth City is the gateway to the Western Territory. The city walls are extremely strong. It is impossible for northerners to break into this fortified city. You must know that Golden Tooth City has basically never been lost in history.
Robb Stark's cavalry may be of no use facing the mountain passes and fortified cities in the West. As for the Riverlands, the soldiers in the Riverlands are disorganized and unlikely to be of much use.
James laughed again. He had never been so embarrassed.
Another rustling sound came from the dense jungle. James stood up and looked around cautiously.
A sika deer jumped out of the grass.
James was slightly relieved, shook off the water droplets on his trousers, stood up, and walked towards the outskirts of the jungle.
He must quickly cross this jungle and return to Golden Teeth City.
Stafford leaned against the long bow and squinted at the Golden Tooth City in the distance. The faint sunset light remained on the walls of the Golden Tooth City, which meant that night was approaching.
He turned to look at the hundreds of Western Mountain soldiers behind him. There were thousands of Lannister troops hidden in the mountains not far away.
All of them are mourning soldiers who were defeated but reunited in the Battle of Riverrun, mourning their comrades and mourning the compatriots who fought with them.
This is Davon's son's habit of selecting soldiers. He is used to forming a team of soldiers from the same place to take care of each other. If one person dies in battle, the emotions of the team can be mobilized.
Because they are mourning soldiers, they must need the encouragement of their commanders, so Stafford chose to personally lead the army into battle.
He closed his eyes and carefully recalled the scout's report. All the Northern Cavalry and part of the Riverland Cavalry were taken away by the Young Wolf Lord. The ones left behind to guard Golden Tooth City were mainly Riverland soldiers. As for the guard general, he did not Know who it is.
It seems that because there have been no attacks from soldiers from the Western Region for nearly a month, the defense of Golden Tooth City seems to have been relaxed a lot.
The scout told Stafford that the Riverlanders were very lax in their night shifts.
He chose to attack this laxly guarded western gateway at night to wash away the shame of successive defeats.
Stafford chose a comfortable position to lie on the rock wall of the mountain. The green treetops blocked the sunlight, as did the soldiers around him, most of whom were young men from Lannister Port and Casterly Rock.
The coldness spread as the sun set in the west. Stafford nodded to the soldiers around him. Rustling sounds rang out around him. The soldiers in the Western Region moved, and their red armors walked through the grass.
They were preparing to climb over the familiar city wall. Stafford knew where was the best place to climb and where was the best place to attack by force. He held the sword nervously. He knew that he was a little old, but he could still fight.
In the moonlight, the lions approach the golden tooth.
"If we rush to the west for reinforcements, the speed is still very slow." Sir Creighton Redford said to Earl Eustace Hunter. "The Western Territory is mountainous, and the Canyon Knights are also good at fighting in the mountains. They lead a large number of infantry, so the march is naturally not fast." Eustace was riding a horse. He was also a little impatient. He was used to leading cavalry troops to charge. He was also a little impatient. The infantry moves slowly.
"The Duke's order is to rush to the rescue of the Northerners quickly," Creighton frowned. "Duke Attis is worried that Robb Stark will be trapped on the side of Cliff City by the West, and requires us to open the interface between the two places as soon as possible."
Eustace nodded. He agreed with Clayton that such a marching speed was indeed not up to standard.
"It hasn't been long since we crossed the Green Fork River. The two thousand valley cavalry assigned to us by Harrenhal can go to the Golden Tooth City first. I will take the rest behind." Eustace thought for a moment and then gave the answer. solution.
Clayton asked Eustace: "Earl, let me lead these knights of the valley to the territory of the west first."
Eustace thought of the valley army behind him and nodded, "You will lead these cavalry one step ahead, so be careful."
Clayton was delighted when he heard this, raised his whip and ran towards behind him.
James's feet were bare, and the jungle had disappeared before his eyes, but the sand, rocks and cliffs all over the place were another big challenge for the barefoot Kingslayer.
Golden Tooth City. Golden Tooth City will be there soon.
He murmured in a daze, walked out of the jungle, and came to a wilderness. The dryness and coldness enveloped him, and the thin clothes were not enough to keep him warm.
"Kill!~"
The familiar sound of fighting came in the distance. He looked up and saw gray smoke rising from the top of the city.
Sure enough, the northern army was indeed attacking the Golden Tooth City. James breathed a sigh of relief. His judgment was indeed correct. Fortunately, he chose to take a detour to a higher place and reach the Golden Tooth City.
"Click, click, click!" The sound of galloping horses reached my ears on the ground, and the trembling ground revealed that there was a large cavalry team galloping nearby.
He hurriedly found a rock and buried his body in it, shivering with cold.
"For the Vale!"
"For the Eyrie!"
"Kill!"
The sound of galloping cavalry resounded through the sky. James looked up and saw the crescent moon falcon flag and the blue military flag
His heart sank heavily and he stood there blankly.
"I'm almost here to kill you for Casterly Rock! Kill me!"
Stafford slashed with all his strength, and the riverland soldiers in front of him were mangled, and none of them could survive under his long sword.
Lannister soldiers gathered together and formed groups to meet the counterattack of the Riverlands soldiers.
The tower they had occupied, the commander guarding the city was shot by an arrow, and his life or death was unknown. The Lannister had mostly succeeded.
"Lannister will win!" Stafford shouted loudly as he wiped out a man's neck with his sword.
The whimpering bugle sounded at this moment.
"Woo!~"
The blue flag appeared in front of Stafford's eyes, with cavalry, spears, and fully armed
The Lannister army active under the city collapsed at the drop of a hat, and were killed by spears.
"What's going on?" Steve asked bewilderedly.
The scout held his arm tightly and they descended the tower. The horses fled in all directions. The scout left one behind to help Sir Stafford mount his horse.
"It's a man from the valley, sir, retreat quickly!"
Stafford fled westward desperately, just like himself who had easily opened the city before but was attacked and then fled, he fled from Golden Tooth City again.
James looked at the direwolf flag and trout flag swaying on the city in the distance, turned his head weakly, and fled south.
(End of chapter)