Chapter 127 The fight between lion and wolf
Stafford watched the fire in the fireplace slowly dim until it went out.
He rubbed the ring around his hand, held the seven-pointed star necklace in his other hand, and silently prayed for Da Feng outside the city.
He is an incompetent commander, but Davon is an excellent general.
He muttered silently that he was not a pious person, but when it came to the relationship between father and son and life and death, almost everyone was a persistent fanatical believer.
Outside the window, the full moon slanted to the west and gradually sank. A faint light rose in the east, and a golden thread appeared on the horizon.
The whimpering military horn sounded, and Stafford's peace all night was broken. He looked out the window uneasily and looked at his son's uncertain future.
Da Feng still looked like a golden lion with a human face. He stood in front of the team on horseback.
The warhorse brown hair on the crotch was neatly combed by the attendant last night, and the same was true for Da Feng's golden beard, winding down like a waterfall illuminated by dawn.
The troops of the Western Region were neatly arranged. This group of hastily assembled troops, most of which had not yet seen blood, had a certain appearance. Although my father was not good at leading troops, he was still quite good at training the new troops.
Da Feng nodded slightly to the soldiers in the audience, and the understanding soldiers blew the horns again, but this was no longer an order to start an army, but a marching order.
The army in the Western Territory was like a lion that had just woken up from a deep sleep, slowly raising its limbs, stretching, and marching forward.
Karstark's cavalry was just a false shot, Davon thought angrily.
He did not expect that with Robb Stark's pitifully small number of cavalry, he would dare to divide his troops, and the two armies were far apart.
Robb Stark is always using strange tricks, Davon thought. Karstark's cavalry actually just wanted to attract the attention of Brand City itself, but Robb personally led the remaining cavalry all the way south along the coast, like a lightning strike. Towards the center of the west, Casterly Rock City.
If Damion Lannister, the acting Lord of Casterly Rock left behind by Lord Tywin, had not promptly conveyed the news of the approaching Northern cavalry, he might have been attracted by Karstark's cavalry and arranged an encirclement without one.
As expected of Robb Stark, he always uses strange tricks.
It is impossible for the North to capture Casterly Rock, but he can burn, kill, and plunder the villages and towns in the West along the way, and even loot and burn Lannister Harbor.
There was only gloom on Davon's face. He had to rush to the aid of Casterly Rock. No Lannister Lion would sit back and watch a ruined and burned Westerland appear.
He galloped to the front of the team, looking in the direction of Casterly Rock City with bright eyes.
"Baron Deddings!" Amber's cavalry called him like this. Maybe he didn't need to call him like this. He had already escaped from the ancestral fiefdom of the Deddings family and abandoned the family castle that he had been spending money on to rebuild. It was originally in Salt Farm Town. The money saved over generations of business is almost gone.
Damn the Valemen! Damn Attis Arryn! Baron David Deddings put his arms on the horse's back and raised his upper back.
"Duke Stark asked you to follow Lord Umber as a vanguard." After saying this, the Umber family's cavalry turned and left.
Even a Yankee knows that I am a baron in all my glory! Baron David Deddings wrapped his cloth robe around him. He hated this endless war, he hated the Vale people who occupied his territory, and he hated the Tully family who thoughtlessly fought against the Vale!
"Got it." Baron Deddings' voice was so soft that no one could hear it clearly, and of course, no one cared.
The territory was deprived of him, and he had no place to stay. He did not choose to continue to follow the Tully family, which caused his territory to be destroyed again. He chose to ride on a war horse, which was one of the few assets of the Deddings family, and picked up the ancestral sword. , put on armor and follow the Young Wolf Lord to fight for the North and his own future.
He kicked the horse lightly with his foot, and the horse jumped up lightly, crossing the tree stumps and mounds, and marched towards the front of the Stark cavalry.
The difference from before was that he was alone, and there were no arrogant mercenaries behind him. The people in the valley did not rob his property, but these mercenaries committed atrocities first, greed! Can't be trusted!
He was not the only one who was familiar with the big and small Jon as the vanguard. He saw the Young Wolf Lord wearing a fluffy cloak and standing solemnly in front of the army.
Robb Stark's mind was not on the march. The previous march meeting had already planned the route and ambush locations. This was not the first time he led troops on an expedition. His northern officers would handle these things well. His thoughts were at the end of the military camp, where the army doctors treated prisoners and wounded soldiers. The daughter of the ancient nobleman was actually willing to enter the dirty and smelly military camp to bandage and heal the wounded soldiers.
His thoughts were also on that night, the night in Qiaoyan City, the night when the blood of the running wolf surged into his body.
The incense lingered in the bedroom, and he felt the subtle changes in his body. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth.
His face flushed, and the beautiful figure of Jeyne Westerling appeared before him. Robb hugged the girl.
Robb only remembered that he tore Jeyne's clothes to pieces, his movements very stiff and unfamiliar.
Then came Jenny's futile obstruction and his own beastly outpouring. He was like a lost soul.
Desire is like a tide, temporarily submerging the black reef of honor, but after the tide recedes, the black reef reveals its shore, and shame and shame occupy his heart. He shouldn't be like this. Jane is still a girl, and she is still engaged.
"I'm sorry" Robb caressed Jeyne's skin, greedily asking for it.
"Duke Stark?" Greatjon Umber's voice sounded from behind, with doubts in his tone.
Robb calmed down and looked at the confused Great Jon, "What?"
"It's time to issue the marching order, Duke." Baron David Dustin of the Riverlands reminded him softly.
Robb took a deep breath and nodded.
The whimpering marching horn sounded, and the horses from the north stepped forward, carrying the soldiers who were not afraid of the cold winter.
The army was moving slowly. Da Feng had already expected it, but he just didn't expect it to be so slow.
The soldiers of the Western Region used their spears as crutches, their shields as umbrellas to protect themselves from the rain, and their red cloaks as wrappers for carrying bags, and walked slowly through the mountains.
Every village leading to Casterly Rock City was attacked, and news of the castle being robbed came to him one after another from Casterly Rock City, but the faces of the new army only showed the fatigue of marching.
Davon Lannister looked at the map. A red circle circled a mountain pass. He must lead his army to get here in advance, send out the enemy's front army to lead Robb Stark's cavalry into the mountain pass, and then make a final decision.
But the fighting spirit and combat power of the army put this plan in jeopardy.
Da Feng frowned as much as possible. He couldn't bear the weakness of the new army in the West.
"Select the most elite group in the phalanx and march with me at a faster pace." Davon Lannister ordered. Robb Stark will definitely reach Casterly Rock City before him, but delay has its own benefits. After all, he The location of Robb Stark's cavalry can be determined based on the information from Casterly Rock.
He rode at the front of the team, with the most outstanding Western soldiers in the phalanx surrounding him.
"Each person only has one day's worth of food and water, so use it sparingly. Robb Stark's army will be a blind wolf when it enters the West. This is our hometown, and he will not take any advantage!" Davon Lan Nestor encouraged the soldiers around him and drove away with his whip.
The cavalry in the north is advancing slowly. This is not consistent with common sense. Casterly Rock City is still some distance away, so why is it slowing down? Baron Dustin looked at the young wolf master who was the vanguard in confusion. The doubts in his heart continued to grow, and even turned into uneasiness.
The direction is wrong. Why is the terrain getting higher and higher? The cavalry is advancing towards the mountains in the southeast. Could it be that they want to capture the city of Sarsfield?
David Dustin gritted his teeth and followed the advancing Northern Army.
Unless, Robb Stark doesn't want to attack Casterly Rock at all.
(End of chapter)