Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 279 Breaking the Formation
Krissen shook off the blood drops on his lance. Behind him, two hundred cavalrymen from the Western Region left behind more than seventy corpses. They fell to death in the wilderness outside Harrenhal, and the rest fled in all directions.

In just one round of charge, the [-] heavy cavalry led by Krissen defeated the western border patrol cavalry who had rushed to fight from the front.

Krissen's own lance was of high quality, and it was pierced with the corpses of two soldiers from the Western Region. It wasn't until the end of the first round of charge that the two unlucky guys were thrown to the ground.

After sustaining one-third of the damage, theoretically speaking, an army was on the verge of collapse, and this was the reason why this western army skipped this step and collapsed immediately after the charge was over.

It's actually very simple.

Because this northern cavalry made them swallow the bitter pill of reducing their strength by one-third, and only used one round of charge.

As for themselves, there are only a handful of those who fell off the horse.

This is an iron army with extremely strong combat effectiveness, and it is simply not something that the peripheral security forces like them can resist.

Knowing this, after losing the leadership of the Sir Savick family, the remaining cavalry in the western region were completely scattered.

Looking at the direction in which they were fleeing, Krissen ordered the troops to restore their horsepower on the spot, and did not order to pursue them.

When they came here, the first priority was not to kill people. They exhausted their horsepower to catch up with more than 100 people, and then killed them one by one, which was actually irrelevant to the overall situation.

They came to cheer up the defenders of Harrenhal and took the opportunity to disrupt the army camp in the western region.

These two tasks are the most important, and all actions must take these two tasks as the first purpose.

Now, after he killed this patrolling force, the camp of the western border army at the north gate was already within range of his cavalry attack.

This time, I don't have to fight a wave of scouts before every attack as before. After killing the opponent's eyes outside, I will take advantage of the opponent's unprepared situation and finish the job with a thunderous blow. It's over.

The purpose of this battle is to demonstrate, to announce the existence of his own army to the old lion, thereby reducing the pressure of Lannister on the direction of Harrenhal.

Therefore, coming upright and trying to fight a bloody path is what Krissen wants in this battle.

That's why he dared to stay in such an unreliable position. He was deliberately keeping those rout soldiers and passing the news that he had arrived to the ears of Tywin Lannister, who commanded the siege.

The army is like this. If one side wins, the winner will tend to reduce the number of soldiers participating in the battle. This can show their combat effectiveness. After all, winning more with less will always be praised.

On the other hand, if you are defeated by the enemy and fled back to the coach in embarrassment, then the survivors tend to exaggerate the number of opponents, emphasizing that they are defeated by enemies that are several times their own. This multiple is generally five times Above, so as to cover up their own stupid failure.

It's just a simple psychological tactic, and outsiders can see through it at a glance. However, people in the game are often confused by this kind of information and give some orders that are actually very wrong.

Chrissen didn't understand these things before, and it wasn't until he stayed with Clay and followed the young master of the Mandalay family all the way to the north and south that he slowly learned some battlefield mentality.

But now, he leads the army alone, without the backing of Kray's army, the battle in front of him is his examination room.

……

Robb Stark knew that the East Gate was going to be overwhelmed.

This is not based on his personal will. He is now very clear that the matter in the southeast, no matter what, must be a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain in order to cooperate with the attack on the east gate.

The two hundred defenders have persisted until now, which is already the result of their three armies working hard.

The army of the western region that fell under their rolling logs, stones, feathered arrows, spears, and daggers was probably five times their size.

But even with such a huge disparity in the exchange ratio of hand-to-hand combat, people from the western region still came like a tide.

There are still dozens of people who can hold on to the east gate, but Rob Stark saw with his own eyes that in the rest of the city wall at the east gate, only the last few soldiers from the north stood in the red sea of ​​people. fight.

Two fists were no match for four hands, and soon, they fell one by one in a pool of blood.

The cold snowflakes covered their uncooled faces, turning into drops of water, like an unfinished funeral.

Their fall meant that this part of the city wall was completely lost. From here, people from the western region could go to the nearby stairs, enter the city directly, and then go around behind the east gate to physically open the gate.

Once the east gate was opened by the Western Territory army from the inside, then the Western Territory army from outside would swarm in, and Harrenhal would be completely over.

Thinking of this, Robb Stark's body, which was already in pain, seemed to squeeze out the last energy. His bloody left arm held a blood-stained long sword, and the west side was completely useless. In the direction of the defense, he roared:
"For the northern border! Kill!"

This sound was like the angry roar of a lone wolf in a desperate situation, and the remaining soldiers in the northern border were all attracted by this sound.

Only then did many people realize that the one who had been fighting against them was actually their king.

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty! It's dangerous here!"

"Your Majesty, let's go!"

Although their tragic situation today is theoretically due to Rob Stark, none of the soldiers resented him. Their first reaction was to protect the young king who fought with them.

I don't know who yelled:

"Protect Your Majesty, Northerners, fight to the death!"

The vast majority of people in the northern border have this kind of two-pole personality. What they fear most is that the earliest king of the northern border, the former Duke of Winterfell, and the current king will abandon them.

But since, like them, the king himself is surrounded by these goddamn westerners, there is nothing to say.

Since ancient times, northerners have endured hard battles, and the harsh natural environment has honed their strong will to fight.

Dozens of surviving northern troops roared in unison. No one needed to command them. They aimed at the direction Robb Stark was pointing at, and started attacking the western troops who climbed up the wall and just gained a foothold. counter charge.

Originally, the battle with the remnants of the Northern Territory here just now consumed most of the physical strength of the Western Territory soldiers here, plus the fear caused by the corpses here.

Seeing the east side, a group of people were covered in blood, roaring and rushing towards them like evil spirits in hell.

Although he knew that the other party was a human being, he lost three points of courage first.

Then, there was another round of brutal hand-to-hand combat.

……

"My lord, my cavalry has finished resting, please give me your orders."

This time, Krissen led the army alone, so no one would object to being honored as an adult.

He nodded slightly, indicating that the person reporting to him could leave.

More than 400 of them stepped on the corpses of dozens of cavalrymen in the western region, recovering their strength in silence, and they did not exert any pressure on each other.

Krissen could keenly feel that during this period of time, many Western Territory troops were mobilized in front of them.

And in front of the Western Territory army camp, a group of Lannister infantry wearing golden and red armor also drove out, forming a slightly thin front in front of the gate of the camp.

Since they formed in front of Collison, Collison could see their formation clearly.

The first layer of sword and shield soldiers is the outermost, and the red drop-shaped shields engraved with the golden lion emblem are closely arranged together.

The second scene is a row of spearmen, their armor is relatively light, this is for them to swing their spears better for stabbing.

And finally, there are two rows of Lannister longbowmen with lighter armor and only the right armguard.

Krissen understands that this is the most common infantry formation in Lannister. Logically speaking, facing the cavalry, at least three lines of defense consisting of swordsmen and spearmen must be established in front to effectively block the cavalry's attack. .

The time was short, and the speed at which Chrissen defeated the two hundred patrolling western cavalry was frighteningly fast.

If Lannister dared to assemble such a complicated queue in front of Krissen at this time, it would definitely expose countless flaws.

As long as Chrissen is not a fool, lead these heavy armored cavalry who look murderous to the Lannisters, fight against the infantry in the whole team, find an opening that has not yet formed a formation, and rush in.

It is like cutting butter in half with a hot knife, and it can cause the entire infantry camp to collapse.

Lannister's commander obviously also had rich experience in the battlefield, so he didn't dare to take this risk at all. Therefore, he could only pull out such a thin defensive front under Krissen's nose.

"My lord, Lannister cavalry were found on both sides of us, and they seemed to want to outflank our rear."

The guy who was in charge of reporting the battlefield information just now rode his horse to Christen's side and told his commander the news.

Krissen understood what the opponent was trying to do, and set up an infantry formation in front of him to block the attacking spirit of his own cavalry.

Once the cavalry on Krissen's side fell into the dogfight of the Lannister infantry and couldn't break through the line immediately, then the Lannister cavalry on both sides would rush out and make a big dumpling for themselves.

"Hey... that's it?"

Krissen sneered, he thought it was such a clever tactic, did they misunderstand the cavalry they brought out?
If you want to make dumplings, you must at least make the dumpling skin thick enough, otherwise, the dumpling filling will tear off the dumpling skin and run away before it is cooked.

"It's okay, tell our soldiers, don't worry about the Lannister idiots on both sides, they think they can outflank us, but they are not awake, they are dreaming!"

"Remember, go forward with all your strength. Can this scattered infantry formation stop the heavy cavalry charge of our Mandalay family?"

Krissen has already decided to use the power that belongs to the demon hunter. As for the source of this power, it doesn't matter, just leave it to Master Clay, and he will help him deal with the aftermath.

As long as you can win, everything is right.

If this doesn't cut through the opposite side in one go, and burn him alive as a heretic, Krissen doesn't feel wronged.

"Order, the whole army forms a wedge-shaped offensive array, and I will be the spearhead of the attack."

Under normal circumstances, the heavy cavalry is only responsible for the impact. After tearing the gap, other arms will follow. By continuously expanding the bleeding gap, the enemy will eventually collapse.

But this time, Krissen didn't make any follow-up requests.

His only combat objective.

That is,
Break!

(End of this chapter)