The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 327 Capital 320 Chapter [-] Giants Stand in Westeros

"you you……?!"

Looking at the back of Cersei's fading charm, James felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a thousand knives, and even his eyes gradually turned red.

As the most loyal supporter of elf cosmetics, Cersei spent nearly hundreds of thousands of golden dragons in this short period of time, and wiped out all the wealth accumulated by the treasury without telling Robert.

If Petyr hadn't been helping him conceal the treasury embezzlement, the old prime minister would have noticed the abnormal emptiness of the treasury long ago.

But even though the price she paid was so expensive, she still bought some alchemy potions from Rohan to restore youth and beauty, making herself the dazzling light of the Westland again!

Every day, she spends a lot of time sitting at the dressing table dressing herself up, looking at her plump and straight breasts and buttocks proudly, like a canary cherishing its feathers.

But dog egg, what is the price?

As James, who used to have a tryst with Cersei, immediately noticed the change in Cersei's appearance, and he was extremely possessive, so naturally he would not allow his canary to fall into the hands of others.

Every night he would loyally wait at the gate of the Red Keep Palace, in the name of standing guard in order to defend the king, even though he knew that Robert was sleeping in the brothel outside the palace and did not come back.

However, he who was lying on guard outside the door every night seemed to have forgotten that Rohan could fly...

Recalling the scenes that happened to him and Cersei in the past, James couldn't help but look at the receding figure angrily, and then asked loudly:
"Obviously I came first, whether it's my childhood sweetheart, bearing the reputation of 'Kingslayer', or joining the Kingsguard, it's obviously me who came first!"

Hearing Jaime's heart-piercing cry, Cersei's back in the distance couldn't help but froze slightly, and even that elegant and charming face flashed a moment of hesitation.

Yes, how did things become like this?
For the first time, I have a twin brother I like, and a little devil elf that I hate. The two joys are intertwined. It is obviously a dream start. How could it become like this?
After shaking her drowsy brain from thinking, Cersei looked at the setting sun that was about to set on the coast in mid-air and was slightly dazed, then smiled and walked towards the Red Castle.

Why do you think so much, I have a tryst with the handsome elf lord tonight, she should go to dress herself up now.

"Cersei..."

There was a dead silence in the empty cathedral, leaving only the ashamed James and the cold dead body lying in the coffin staring at the ceiling in despair.

Recalling what Cersei said to him before leaving, James' eyes burst into an uncontrollable red light instantly, and even the statue of the Seven Gods in the Great Sept of Baelor emitted a faint red light!
"Lo! John!"

———Westlands, Castle Clegon
"The archers are in place, hurry up!"

"It's the Greyjoy kraken soldiers who are back. Why isn't the Thunderstone and the Log ready yet?"

"For the sake of the Western Territory, listen to my roar!"

On the walls of Fort Clegane, thousands of Western soldiers loyal to the Lannister family are looking at the Ironborn soldiers outside the city who are mobilizing for war in fear, their eyes full of desire for survival.

Most of them are not soldiers of the Clegane family, and many of them are even temporarily recruited mercenaries and defeated troops. The reason why they appear here is entirely because of the arrangement of Duke Tywin.

After all, Fort Clegane is located on the only way from Lannisport to the western mainland, so it is completely worthwhile for him to arrange the soldiers of the Lannister family under the command of the Clegane family.

In normal times, these soldiers don't mind sacrificing their lives to protect the safety of the Western Territory, but the situation is a bit different now:
"Raise your weapons, if any of you idiots dare to run away, then I will torture you and your family members, and then behead them all for public display!"

dong dong dong-

A dull and murderous roar came from behind them, accompanied by a burst of heavy footsteps, the goosebumps of every soldier in the western region subconsciously stood up.

They know that the owner of this voice will definitely do what he says, because he is the 'Magic Mountain'!
As the heavy footsteps gradually receded, the soldier covered in cold sweat secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then boldly looked at the plate armor knight as strong as a mountain.

He's Gregor Clegane, a hardcore ruthless man who's out of bad taste, and a mighty warrior who wields a two-handed greatsword with just one hand.

As the loyal hound of the Lannister family, the Mountain was prepared to defend the isolated Clegon Castle under the orders of Lord Tywin, not to wait for reinforcements that might never come.

After all, all the coastal cities in the western region have either been captured or reduced to ruins, and Duke Tywin can only choose to shrink the defense line to preserve vitality for future battles.

But to the Magic Mountain, none of this mattered anymore.

Due to taking a large amount of sweet, delicious and addictive poppy flower milk all year round, the Magic Mountain has long lost the ability to control the battlefield strategy.

Compared with those knights and nobles who fight by reason, his nerves have already been destroyed and paralyzed by drugs, but this makes him more like a terrifying beast who fights by instinct!
"The army of the Ironborn... Hmph, this group of trash that landed is just a group of two-legged shrimps that can't flop around. I really don't know what face those trash who lost their territory to the Ironborn have the face to meet the Lord Duke."

Looking at the 'Ironborn' army slowly approaching Fort Clegane outside the city, the corner of Magic Mountain's mouth could not help showing a ferocious sneer.

In his opinion, the Ironborn is nothing more than a group of useless troops that he can control with one hand, and those nobles who lost their cities and lands under the Ironborn attack should have their throats torn alive by him!
The surrounding Lannister soldiers closed their mouths and looked into the distance, wondering if they should remind Lord Tywin of the Devil Mountain that he was also one of the trash in his mouth.

But time has not left them many choices, because the Pendor soldiers who have made a lot of money in the plunder can't wait to launch an attack:

woohoo-

Accompanied by more than a dozen Pendor soldiers carrying battle flags blowing the attack horn, Roland in silver armor gently pulled down the visor of his raven helmet, and then raised his mace to encourage the surrounding soldiers:

"Fight! The Pendor boys of the Mist Lady, whether you are for endless wealth or for your devout faith, it's time to take up your weapons and fight!

Every battle you have experienced in Westeros will add immortal glory to the dragon emblem of St. Rohan, so please continue to fight bravely! "

"Pender!"

After hearing Roland's encouragement before the battle, thousands of Pendor soldiers immediately excitedly waved their maces and throwing axes, and the silver cross pendant at their waists radiated a faint light.

Since Pendor and the Iron Islands coalition forces had split into two groups, the number of Pendor soldiers following Roland to capture Fort Clegane this time was only about 5000, and it seemed that they had no advantage in the siege battle.

After all, there is a saying in Pendor's Military Academy:
Surround it three times, attack it ten times.

After all, there are currently nearly 2000 Western soldiers stationed in Fort Clegane, coupled with the geographical advantage of being far away from the city, it seems that it can really resist the aggression of Pendor soldiers.

Even Magic Mountain, whose mind is muddled, is full of confidence in the castle passed down by his family, and it is precisely because of this that he acts so recklessly.

Even the red-robed knights who were arranged to stay at Craigon Castle to assist in the battle against the Mountain gradually became indulgent, and also became a little underestimated.

But I'm afraid that even if Duke Tywin came to Craigon Castle to command the battle in person, he wouldn't have imagined what kind of big killer these disguised Pendor would bring up next:
"But these guys must not have thought of it, we have already prepared a big gift for you!"

Looking at the yellow-bottomed Three Hounds flag fluttering in the wind above Fort Cregon, Roland took the reins of the horse from his entourage after a long absence, and then shouted to the flag bearers behind:

"Start bombing!"

"Start bombing!"

After receiving the order, several flag bearers standing on the mountain bag began to wave the battle flag to the rear continuously. It is not difficult to see the excitement in their hearts from the trembling hands holding the flagpole.

Most of them are veterans who have experienced the Pande unification war, so they have naturally seen the huge figures that once dominated the Pendor continent:
"Tabuchet?!"

"Look for cover!"

"It's too late, everyone hide in the corner!"

……

Seeing the huge bricks flying towards the castle suddenly from a distance, the red-robed knights, who were still as usual, didn't have time to take care of their face, and hurriedly lay down on the ground in fright to remind other soldiers around them loudly.

Although the war has lasted for a year, they never imagined that the ironborn could build a trebuchet under the noses of their scouts. How could this be possible?
Since the flying dragon troops could not be exposed for the time being, Roland's Pendor army did not have many mobile troops, which also made it easy for Lannister's scouts to find their positions.

But because of this, the knights who thought they were in control of all the movements of the ironmen did not guard against the appearance of the catapults at all, and they did not even think about reserving a cavalry force outside the city to destroy engineering equipment!
"You cowards, those are just a few small stones, nothing to worry about!"

Seeing the boulder that was about to fall into Fort Craigon, not only did Magic Mountain stand on the top of the city not choose to hide on the ground, but he opened his arms arrogantly and shouted:
"Come on, am I still afraid of a few pebbles..."

boom--

As soon as the words fell, dozens of rocks of different sizes smashed on the walls and arrow towers of Fort Craigon, causing many Lannister soldiers to howl and fall to the walls in an instant.

Countless falling rocks and wreckage fell to the ground, and the entire castle could feel the terrifying roar like an earthquake, just like hell on earth.

The soldiers in the western region were terrified and trembling. Although they were a standing army, most of them were peasant boys who had only received military training and had no education. Have they ever seen such a terrifying scene?

"C... Ser Cregon?"

Seeing that the first round of shelling seemed to have stopped, the red-robed knights who were lying on the ground slowly got up from the ground, and couldn't help but open their mouths wide open looking at the calm and calm Demon Mountain with its arms outstretched.

The soldiers lying on the ground around also saw the crazy performance of the Magic Mountain. After a moment of silence, they raised their weapons and cheered:
"As expected of the legendary Magic Mountain, it easily did what we couldn't do. It's really exciting and convincing!"

They didn't know that the drug-damaged senses and natural bravery of the Mountain had already made him lose his fear. They thought that the bravery shown by the Mountain was to inspire them, and their morale unexpectedly rose for a while.

And Moshan obviously didn't expect his sudden action to cause cheers. After a simple thought, he instinctively raised his giant sword and shouted:
"We will tear the heads of our enemies apart, and twist their skulls to use as chamber pots. If you agree with me, stick to the battle with me!"

"Ouch!"

The soldiers in the Western Territory didn't know that what the Mountain said was a declarative sentence at this time, and they thought it was also a pre-war mobilization to motivate them, so they raised their weapons and looked out of the city.

Even the red-robed knights were a little confused, and for a moment they couldn't figure out whether the Magic Mountain was really crazy or pretending to be wise.

Could it be that the legends are all false, and the Mountain is actually a strategist with great wisdom?
But it didn't matter to them anymore, because when they finally cheered up and looked outside the city, they realized how happy they were not being crushed to death on the spot.

"Seven gods, what is that?!"

"How could such a creature exist in this world, I must be living in a dream!"

"Do you think it's too late for us to escape now?"

……

All kinds of noisy and terrified cries immediately flooded the entire Craigon Castle, not because the Pendor soldiers had already started to attack, but because the creatures that appeared in front of them were really shocking:
The huge 18-meter-high body covered the sky like a real moving mountain, and was covered by a thick Teutonic burqa and plate armor covering the whole body. It looked like a mythical creature!

Be the legendary giant!
What made the soldiers feel even more terrified was that those giants were carrying a strange church-like building on their backs. At this moment, bells were ringing as the giants moved:
Duang~Duang~Duang~
Seeing the silver giant walking towards Fort Clegane, even the clumsy red-robed knight immediately reacted, and shouted to the scout cavalry with a pale face:

"Leave Clegane Castle from the other side quickly, you must tell Duke Tywin the terrible news! Hurry up!"

"Follow...follow orders!"

Several Lannister scouts in the stables also reacted immediately, and without hesitation chose a few of the strongest looking horses to ride on, and then decisively left the comrades in Fort Clegane.

Seeing the scouts leaving the battlefield quickly in the distance and the few remaining horses in the stables, the remaining red-robed knights couldn't help but look at each other, then decisively drew out their long swords and looked out of the city.

The entire battlefield seems to have fallen into a deathly silence, only the weird bell can be heard endlessly.

(End of this chapter)