Game of Thrones: From King of Elden to Teen Wolf Lord

Chapter 19 The two armies confronting each other

When Earl Benfort led the charge, the cavalrymen on the hillside ran towards the back of the hillside in tacit agreement just like before.

James couldn't see the fighting over there, and could only hear the soldiers' curses and screams.

This battle lasted much longer than before. After an unknown amount of time, a cavalryman finally appeared in James' sight on the hillside.

Those were Lord Benfort's men.

The scout who went back to report the news secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Hey, we finally won, it was like a ghost just now.

But soon, the people on the Lannister side realized that something was wrong.

More and more Earl Benfort's cavalry appeared on the hillside, but they did not seem to be returning victorious, but rather... routed?
The number of people seemed wrong. There were no longer 100 people, but only more than 70 people came back.

Finally, when Lord Benfort rode back on his horse, James the Regicide realized that his suspicion just now was correct.

Lord Benfort's helmet was twisted, and the weapon in his hand was thrown away. His face was full of panic, and he ran toward the Lannister army wailing.

"Be careful, don't let them disrupt the formation."

After James gave the order, he grabbed the fleeing Earl of Benfort. Without waiting for the other party to calm down, he directly took a pot of water from the attendant and poured it on Earl of Benfort's head.

"Calm down! Why did you run back? Is there an ambush in the woods behind?"

Earl Benfort, who was stimulated by the cold water, regained some of his senses. He looked frightened and said intermittently: "No... no ambush, just... these dozen people... are too strong. We can't stop the three of them." Round charge..."

"They didn't say a word!"

"They didn't say a word!"

Earl Benfort repeated the last sentence twice. The scene just now really shocked him.

A dozen or so uniformed cavalrymen, silently carrying large guns, rushed towards you with a death-like silence. He never wanted to experience that scene again.

James was furious: "Just those dozen people?! It only took three rounds of charges to disperse you?!"

Earl Benfort murmured: "They are not afraid of death..."

James despised the Earl of Benfort in his heart. When he wanted to grab the credit, he rushed to the first place, but when he wanted to fight bloody battle, he ran away. He had no chivalry at all!

Under the moonlight, the dozen cavalrymen returned to their original positions, silently confronting James's three thousand cavalrymen.

However, the battle just now also caused them to reduce their numbers, that is, I don’t know how many died and how many were injured.

In any case, a dozen cavalrymen can defeat more than 100 cavalrymen head-on, which is enough to prove that the enemy in front of them is the elite among the elite.

James narrowed his eyes and looked at each other, the anger in his heart already boiling: "Damn it, this is an insult and contempt for us!"

He put on his helmet to protect his vitals, leaving only a pair of eyes looking forward: "The whole army is pressing forward, try to leave as many people alive as possible, I want to live!"

He was determined to mobilize the entire army to capture all these dozen elite cavalry and ask about their origins.

The team of three thousand cavalry first slowly adjusted their positions. When everything was ready, rows of soldiers rode their horses and whips in unison, instantly forming a thunderous momentum!

Any inexperienced commander would have been caught off guard by James' attack, and would have been within the attack range of the cavalry before he could react.

Little Jon was holding the flag of the Tully family and was a little caught off guard when he saw James suddenly pressing forward with his army.

"Fortunately, I don't have to fight an opponent like this alone. I have Lord Robb behind me," he thought.Young Wolf Lord is what the vassals in the north call Robb privately, out of respect and admiration.

But Little Jon always wanted to change his name to a name that belonged only to the Wolf Cavalry for Robb, otherwise he would not be able to distinguish himself from ordinary soldiers.

There was no time to think so much, and seeing that his purpose as a bait had been achieved, Little Jon turned his horse and rushed towards the designated place.

Seeing the enemy rushing towards the Whispering Forest, James made some mental calculations and suspected that the enemy had an ambush in the woods.

However, there are only a dozen people on the other side. Seeing so many cavalry, it is normal to hide in the woods. It is impossible to lead a dozen people to charge towards you, right?

As soon as Little Jon saw Jaime slowing down, he immediately slowed down his horse, as if he was teasing Jaime.

James's patience was gradually exhausted, and anger occupied the high ground of his brain, and he rushed directly towards Little Jon's team.

The chasing game lasted for 10 minutes, and the two sides finally came to a sunken terrain.

Little Jon accelerated suddenly and rushed to the small hill aside to join the main force.

Robb had long heard the thunderous sound of horse hooves. When the spies saw Little Jon's position, he immediately turned around and led the wolf cavalry to stand on the top of the hill to greet Little Jon.

"Shut up!"

Sure enough, there was an ambush!
James was startled by the sudden appearance of the cavalry, and immediately pulled up the reins and slowed down.

But after James saw the other party's staffing clearly under the moonlight, he immediately felt more at ease.

300 people...Robb kid...heh.

Looking around, it was extremely quiet, and it was unlikely that there were other reinforcements.

"Kingslayer. You are well. It has been a while since we last met."

Robb looked down at the cavalry phalanx that was ten times his own, without any panic on his face. James was confused when he looked at it. Could it be that this kid didn't understand anything about the battlefield?

Seeing that the other party was silent, Robb continued to speak: "You had an affair with that bitch Cersei, but you pushed my brother Bran Stark, who exposed your scandal, from the high tower, causing him to be disabled for life."

"I also heard that you drove a spear through my father's knee in King's Landing, leaving him with a crutch."

"I have even heard that your son and his mistress kidnapped my father to suffer in a dungeon at the hands of a worthy king."

"Lannister, what a ridiculous family."

Robb's words echoed across the battlefield. The Wolf Riders were filled with indignation, and the rising anger in their chests was stimulating their bodies.

The Lannister troops were a little surprised and confused. They didn't know if the incestuous affair Robb said was true. They lamented that their commander was really good at playing. As for Ned's matter, they didn't care at all.

James felt a surge of blood rushing to his head and was about to lose his mind. He roared: "Shut up! You damn bastard! When I kill you, this battle will be over. What do you think 300 people can do?"

"Forget it, it's a battlefield after all."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Robb was too lazy to talk nonsense. He silently raised his right hand, as if he was holding something in vain.

More than 3000 people looked at Robb's strange movements and were a little confused.

Robb suddenly clenched his right hand!
Crackling, sizzling! ! !

The next moment, a spear composed of golden thunder appeared in his hand!
(End of this chapter)