Game of Thrones: From Lord Elden to Young Wolf

"Charge in, don't care if they are civilians or not, those who dare to resist are our enemies, go rob and kill!"

In the riverlands, the village that had not been peaceful for long was looted by the Lannister army again.

An army under the banner of nobility rushed into a small village, and they were surprised to find that the residents here dared to resist with pitchforks.

For the residents of the riverlands, being looted is a common thing. Because of its special geographical location, the riverlands have always been a battlefield for the battles of various nobles.

But this time, they not only had psychological expectations, but also made adequate preparations.

"Everyone move! We are not their opponents. See the armor they are wearing? Our pitchforks can't pierce through! We have to move, rely on traps!"

"Don't act alone, have you forgotten what I taught you before? Form a team, hit them with stones first, and then strip them of their weapons and equipment after they are stunned!"

"Remember, land! Women! Knighthood! These things are waving to you!"

In the village, there are many soldiers who have never been selected for the Blood Wolf Army and the Winter Wolf Army.

They fought several big battles under Robb and could be considered as elite veterans. Robb ordered them to teach some basic battlefield skills to the villagers after they returned.

Every resident had to dig a cellar at home to prevent the enemy from hiding in it when there were too many enemies and they had no chance of winning.

These civilians were organized to exercise by the retired soldiers at a fixed time every day and were given a name: militia.

Although the combat effectiveness of these militias was not strong, they were familiar with the situation of their own village and could use the geographical advantage to deal with a small number of enemies.

In order to inspire their fighting spirit, Robb also offered a reward to the soldiers and nobles of Lannister.

Robb did not expect them to really drive the enemy out, but at least they had to give the enemy some resistance and estimate the enemy's combat effectiveness and number in the battle.

"No, there are too many of these bastards, go home and hide first!"

Soon, the resistance in the village was somewhat unstoppable.

They were just militias who had been trained for a period of time, and of course they were not the opponents of the regular army.

The residents hid in the cellars in groups of three or five.

"Damn, where are those mud-legged people?" The nobles on the Lannister side looked around in some astonishment.

Just now, those civilians holding pitchforks and stones were like locusts, coming out from every corner, hitting and running.

They shot arrows and chased them in batches. Finally, they saw some results, but the other party disappeared strangely.

It was as if they had never appeared.

"Even if the entire ground is turned over and dug to the deepest part of the ground, they must be caught!"

"I will kill all of them, all of them! Find all their wives and children and strip them naked. I will fuck those bitches in front of them!"

"And their mothers, let every horse in the team go once!"

The noble cursed angrily, and he touched his face and the armor on his body, which were stained with the things of the five grains.

I don't know where the mud-legged people here learned it from, the pitchforks and the stones thrown out were covered with those disgusting things.

Although the actual killing effect is not very good, the ability to disgust people is first-class.

It may take some time to find those people, but as long as these people are willing to spend time, they can still find all the people in the village.

"It seems that they are not going to leave, let's fight them to the death!"

In the cellar, three or five families gathered together, listening to the sound of the army running back and forth outside, they felt despair and a little courage in their hearts.

At this time, there seemed to be thunder in the distant sky.

"Strange, it's sunny now, why is there thunder, is it going to rain?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! Haven't you been on the battlefield? This is not thunder, it's cavalry! Heavy cavalry!" An old soldier cursed.

All Lannister soldiers showed a look of horror on their faces. They were just ordinary soldiers. It was okay for you to let them deal with those farmers, but it was a joke to fight against heavy cavalry.

"Hurry! Hide in the room. If you stay outside, you will be crushed to death by the heavy cavalry sooner or later!"

The Lannister soldiers were in a panic and all hid in the nearby huts.

When the powerful wolf cavalry arrived at the village, Grey Wind's wolf howl announced to everyone that the wolf cavalry had arrived!

Grey Wind excitedly ran back and forth beside Robb's horse, telling Robb that there were a lot of enemies here and he had already smelled the smell!

Looking at the village that had fallen into a strange silence, Robb waved his hands and the wolf cavalry rushed in directly.

Then they immediately dispersed into groups, some dismounted, and some rode on horses to be on guard.

Searching house by house, the Lannister soldiers hiding in the house were no match for the heavy cavalry. The crushing of combat power allowed the wolf cavalry to clear the battlefield very quickly.

"It's King Robb, long live!"

"Yes, I remember the sound of the wolf howling. That was the incarnation of King Robb, the most cruel giant wolf to the enemy! Long live!"

"Follow me and rush out to kill!"

The residents of the village noticed the movement outside and rushed out one after another, holding kitchen knives and pitchforks with unknown objects on them.

The Lannister soldiers were hiding in the house in twos and threes. They didn't know when the enemy suddenly appeared behind them. Coupled with the oppression of the powerful enemy outside, they were caught off guard.

On one side, there were civilians who shouted "Kill! For His Majesty Robb!" and almost fell into a state of madness.

On the other side, there were cold and ruthless wolf riders wearing terrifying armor, who harvested lives with a single blow.

The Lannister soldiers couldn't even raise the will to resist.

Soon, the whole village experienced a baptism of blood, from the melee to calm, and returned to its previous appearance.

Robb rode his horse in the center of the village, watching his men count the spoils.

The residents of the village surrounded him, knelt down in front of Robb, and shouted long live him.

"Your Majesty Robb, we are extremely grateful for your rescue. All of us in the village will fight to the death for your honor!"

Robb looked at the villagers and encouraged them, "It is not easy for you to stand up and defend in the face of invasion. You should be more grateful to yourself.

Those Lannisters and nobles are not born superior to you. You and they have two arms and one head. Keep your fighting spirit today and fight!"

The residents were greatly encouraged, with determination and joy on their faces, but not everyone can receive the words of encouragement from the king himself.

In the future, when you compare with other villagers, you only need to say "We once fought side by side with His Majesty Robb!" to make the other side speechless!

Robb's existence and words are an honor for the situation in the riverlands!

Many rescued girls looked at Robb with blurred eyes and were already sad in their hearts.

'Why? Who abolished the damn right of first night? ! ’

They knew that today might be the closest they would get to Robb, and they would not have the chance to see such a legendary figure again.

If only the ancient tradition still existed, this place was not far from the City of Stars, and maybe His Majesty Robb would exercise his power on a whim!

If they could be favored by a king like Robb, they would feel more glorious when they married into their husband's house, and their status would be improved accordingly.

However, those were all their fantasies.

Even if there was still such a weird thing as the right of first night, Robb would not do it.

Even for an open-minded person, this was too perverted.

Awooo!

Grey Wind howled again, and it smelled the scent of other enemies in the wind.

Robb whipped his horse and said, "Turn!"

Like thunder, the sound of horse hooves sounded again.

Robb set off again in the eyes of everyone's admiration and hope.

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Near Highgarden, Hightower Camp.

The maesters said confidently: "Sir Baelor Hightower, based on the measured height of the city wall, we can be sure that this thing can work."

"Great! In this way, maybe we can take Highgarden before Lord Tywin arrives!"

Sir Hightower was overjoyed and came outside the military tent. Looking at the huge thing in front of him, he was extremely excited.

This is a catapult.

It is not an ordinary catapult. It is an upgraded version of the catapult that was collectively researched by the maesters of the Citadel based on the drawings given by Tywin.

The traditional catapult is a rope pulled by soldiers. After tightening, the stone inside is projected out with the help of the lever, which is similar to a toy slingshot.

But this catapult has been upgraded, with a counterweight hung on the short arm at the front, so that when launching, the counterweight falls sharply under the action of gravity, and then transmits through the lever to throw the stone at the end of the long arm.

The scholars of the Citadel were amazed: "It's amazing. I didn't expect that a short arm and a long arm could burst out several times the force after passing through a fulcrum!"

"Now we don't need manpower to tighten the rope. The catapult can load heavier objects, and the range and stability are much farther than ordinary catapults."

Sir Baelor thought: "In other words, our catapults throw stones at each other, we can hit each other, but the other party can't touch us?"

"That's right! And there is still room for improvement. We can find some materials to reinforce the catapult, so that the lever of the catapult can be lengthened without breaking, bursting out stronger power, and further improving the power and range!"

The scholar of the Citadel was very excited. He could feel that history seemed to be rewritten by him at this moment. This was a breakthrough in history!

"By then, even if a dragon is hovering in the sky, we won't worry about not having a means of counterattack!"

After the scholar finished speaking, he returned to the barracks. The improvement of this catapult was only part of the drawings sent by Tywin.

Other tools have also been upgraded and modified, and he can't wait to study them.