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

Chapter 53
After hearing the scout's report, the faces of the Bracken family showed nervous expressions again.

There is a limit to human power.

The defenders of Shili City had long been exhausted after a series of bloody battles.

Coupled with the momentum that just broke out, they were completely exhausted, and some of them were so weak that they couldn't even pick up their weapons.

If they were to fight so many enemy troops at this time, they would definitely not be able to play any role.

Will he be captured by the enemy again just after being rescued?
Beth Bracken looked at the uneasiness emanating from her family, but felt an inexplicable sense of peace in her heart.

She secretly glanced at His Majesty Robb. There was no fear on His Majesty's face. Maybe even if the dragon appeared in front of him, he would not let this man show any emotion.

Just follow His Majesty, everything will be fine, she thought.

Sir Steveron Frey stood beside Robb: "Your Majesty, the ceremony of the red monk Thoros is still being prepared. The dead wolf cavalry cannot be resurrected in a short time. If the enemy attacks now..."

Robb glanced at the battlefield. Three centurions of the Wolf Cavalry were dead and two were dying. Their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Although the defenders of Shili City have good momentum, their combat effectiveness is not good.

If you fight with the opponent at this time, you will indeed suffer some losses. After all, you are the only one who is intact.

"Skin the magic mountain and a few of his men, and hang them all on the city wall."

"Hold my flag high on the city wall and arrange for a few wolf cavalry to stand on the city wall."

"Open the city gate. As a host, you must be polite to your guests."

Ser Stevron Frey glanced at Robb in surprise, not knowing the meaning of His Majesty Robb's actions.

Why should the city gate be opened?

It's better to have a city wall guarding it than to have the city gate wide open.

The Brackens also looked at each other, not knowing what to say, but no one would contradict Robb's order now.

After killing the Mountain, the Bracken family believed that their father, including many people like their father in the Riverlands, would no longer doubt His Majesty Robb's orders.

It's not because His Majesty Robb has excellent strategic vision.

It was His Majesty Robb who had the ability to slaughter all the Mountain troops with a few hundred men!
And they couldn't even resist the Magic Mountain troops for an hour with their backs against the city wall!
If you don't obey His Majesty Robb's orders, do you want to become the next Mountain?

When the criticism of weapons is strong enough, nothing else matters.

The remaining wolf cavalry took the garrison of Stonehedge into action and began to carry out His Majesty Robb's orders.

But when it came time to skin the Magic Mountain, they encountered difficulties.

Although Magic Mountain had been trapped by several iron chains, the ferocious expression on his face still scared away the skinned soldiers.

"Let me do it, I'm over 60, this kind of look won't scare me."

Sir Stevron Frey took the initiative to ask for help, and under the guidance of the knight born in the Dreadfort, he began to dance the knife slowly and gracefully.

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !
Countless screams came from Shili City.

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An hour later, when Kevan Lannister arrived at Stonehedge City holding the lion banner high, he saw an unforgettable scene in his life:
There are spears all over the city wall.

A skinned soldier was fixed on each spear. They were wailing under the scorching sun. No one knew what power kept them alive.

One person (or body) among them was particularly eye-catching. His figure was obviously much larger than the others, and his screams were louder than anyone else's.

He needed three spears to hold him in place, because even after he was skinned, he was still struggling fiercely.

Beneath him, huge armor bearing the emblem of House Clegane made everyone aware of the monster's identity: The Mountain.

Under each spear stood a wolf cavalry.With solemn expressions and sharp eyes, they looked at the phalanx of Lannister soldiers, like falcons soaring in the sky staring at their prey.

"Sir...sir, that seems to be Lord Clegane..."

Kevan Lannister's guard shivered, frightened by what he saw.

That's the Magic Mountain!
The most loyal dog of the Lannister family, the most terrifying anger!
Now it is like a real dog, skinned and hung with a mobile phone on a spear, without any honor or dignity.

Kevan Lannister turned around and yelled angrily: "You don't need to talk nonsense, my eyes are not blind yet, I know that is the Magic Mountain!"

"Yes... my lord."

Kevan Lannister looked at the torsos and elite soldiers on the wall, and then at the wide-open city gate, and fell silent for a moment.

According to the original plan, Magic Mountain attacked Shili City.

Robb will get the news and fight with the Mountain's team in Stonehedge.

He is only an hour away from Shili City. This distance cannot be shorter. The movement of the 5000-person team is not small, and there is a high possibility that it will be discovered.

By the time they arrive for support, the battle situation on both sides should be very anxious.

That's the Magic Mountain!
But why is it hung directly on the city wall now?

This is different from the agreed upon script!

From Kevan Lannister's point of view, the quiet city gate at this time was like the black abyss of a huge monster.

As long as you rush over with people, the monster will swallow you up.

While Kevan Lannister was hesitating, the guard pointed at the city wall and shouted again: "My lord, look, what is that!"

Kevan Lannister looked up and saw a young man sitting on a large chair, surrounded by stars and moons.

Reddish-brown hair, blue eyes, young man...

It's Robb, the self-proclaimed King in the North!
At this time, Robb was also looking at Kevan Lannister with interest, but unlike his cautious fear, Robb didn't take him seriously at all.

Robb was not surrounded by guards, but by the women of House Bracken.

Beth Bracken sat on Robb's lap, carefully pouring his drink.

The other women were holding fruits and squatting beside Robb, with no trace of panic on their faces.

Their absurd appearance made Kevan Lannister furious.

Outrageous!

Don't take yourself seriously!
And if the other party has enough troops, there is no need to put on such a show for yourself. Wouldn't it be better to just fight out? !
This must be Robb's trick!
But knowing in the heart and doing it are two different things. Kevan Lannister looked at the still screaming and struggling Mountain and ordered the troops to attack this small matter, but he couldn't do it.

To fight, or not to fight, that is the question.

After waiting for a while, Robb on the city wall seemed a little impatient.

Robb raised his right hand slightly, the thunder gun appeared in his hand, and then threw it towards Kevan Lannister.

Kevan Lannister suddenly broke into a cold sweat when he saw the thunder coming.

He was already in a state of mental stress, but now it was as if a string had been pulled off, and his panic expression was clearly revealed: "Get out!"

In fact, he was still some distance away from the city gate and was not within the range of the thunder gun.

But where does he still have time to judge these things now?
The tragedy of the Magic Mountain was still echoing in his mind, and all he wanted to do now was run away.

The Lannister army slowly retreated back before they even started fighting.

(End of this chapter)