Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

In a mountain forest with sparse vegetation, a hare galloped in a panic, as if something terrible was chasing after it.

Whoosh—

A shadow flew past, pinning the poor rabbit to the ground.

"You actually used three arrows for a rabbit, tsk tsk."

Two riders came after them, the coat of arms of the sand gate was printed on the leather armor on their chests.

As soon as one of them put down his bow and arrow, he heard the mocking voice of his companion.

"The wild rabbits in the mountains are too cunning." The rider with the bow defended himself.

"Hehe, then look at me later." The other person took out the bow behind his back and gave his companion a provocative look.

"Okay, let me see how many arrows you need to use."

The two continued to move forward, but they did not meet the hare again.

Bored, one person said: "Did the princess not like our Yronwood family, so she let us come here to watch?"

"What do you know? The army is out, and the sentry is the most important thing. This is His Highness's trust in us."

"Bullshit trust! The people in Hewan are all blocked on the pier, how could they appear here? I think the princess thinks we are an eyesore."

"That's because we were rude first. The Earl actually only sent so few people to support this time, and they were all cavalry. How do you ask His Highness to arrange it? We are already taking good care of him by not letting us attack the Hewan people's position." The face of the Yronwood family."

"Why do you always speak for her? It can't be because of..."

"Hush! There's movement!"

"What? Why didn't I hear it?"

"Idiot, look up, it's in the sky!"

The man looked up, and sure enough, he saw a falcon with pure white tail wings hovering above their heads.

"Watch me shoot it down with one arrow!"

"If you can shoot down this eagle with one arrow, I will feed you a horse for a month!"

"make a deal!"

The rider stopped the horse in place, then took the arrow and drew the bow, holding his breath and concentrating.

Whoosh!

The sharp arrow shot out, but it didn't even touch a hair.

"Okay, I made a mistake, it looks like I need two arrows." The rider shrugged helplessly, and was about to re-bet with his companion.

But when he turned around, he saw an arrow sticking out of his companion's neck!

This horrifying scene caused his brain to shut down for a second.

In just this second, another arrow shot out from the forest, hitting the man's forehead.

Boom! Boom!

The two fell one after another, and the horse was frightened and wanted to run away.

But a group of cavalry rushed out of the forest immediately, blocking the way of the ownerless war horse.

"Sam, is that your falcon?" Earl Randall looked at the birds soaring in the sky, with rare envy in his eyes.

"Yes, father."

"Very good!" Earl Randall looked at his son, "Train one for me after the war!"

"Okay." Samwell nodded, and then began to secretly worry about how many gold dragons it would take to buy a well-trained falcon.

However, this time Earl Landau brought all of Hornhill's family property to help him, and he should give back a falcon.

Afterwards, he secretly possessed the falcon to continue the investigation, opened his eyes after a while and said to Earl Randall, "Father, this should be the last group of Dornish sentries in this direction."

"Okay." Earl Randall nodded, "speed up the march, otherwise it will be delayed for a long time, and the Dornishmen will become suspicious when they see that the sentry cavalry has not returned."

"yes!"

...

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Samwell and his party finally saw the outline of the Dornish army from a distance.

At this time, they had quietly circled to the right rear side of the Dornish people, hiding behind the hill, watching the Dornish army on the wasteland below continue to charge towards the dock in batches.

Earl Landau observed for a while, and then called a group of generals to discuss the strategy against the enemy.

Of course, it was said to be a discussion, but in fact he was giving the order.

"Later, I will personally lead the infantry to attack from the back of the Dornish people. The Riverbend army on the pier will also take the opportunity to attack the Dornish people when they hear the signal. Wait for my soldiers to attack the Dornish people. Pull away, and the cavalry will rush down from here, pounce on the right flank of the Dornishmen, break up their formation, and split them in two."

After speaking, Earl Landau looked around and asked:

"What do you think of this plan?"

Naturally, everyone will have no opinion.

In fact, under such circumstances, there is nothing to do, so it depends on the performance on the spot.

Although the Dornish troops still had an obvious advantage at this time, they had been attacking the pier position day and night for the past few days, and they were already extremely exhausted.

At this time, the people from Hewan suddenly rushed out and caught them off guard. As long as they could break up the formation of the Dornishmen, no matter how many of them there were, it would be useless.

Seeing that everyone had no objections, Earl Randall said again:

"Okay, since there is no objection, then I will personally direct the infantry to go around, and another person is needed to lead the cavalry to charge."

His stern gaze swept across the faces of the knights, and finally settled on Samwell:

"Here are all the cavalry from Horn Hill and Brightwater City, and only the blood of the Tully and Florent families are qualified to lead them. Sam, are you willing to take on this important task?"

Samwell was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Earl Landau to entrust him with such a crucial task.

As for the reason he said, it was more like an excuse to gag other people's mouths.

However, there is some truth to this reason.

Here he is the only one who has the blood of the two families at the same time.

This time, Jiaoling and Liangshui City were the absolute main forces. The two families dispatched a total of 68 knights, including attendants and riders, totaling more than 700 cavalry.

This is definitely a force that can make a final decision!

And Earl Randall actually entrusted such power to himself instead of other more experienced and prestigious knights.

However, Earl Landau's arrangement did not arouse objections.

After all, Samwell is no longer the cowardly fat man who was kicked out of the house by his father. His series of victories has gained enough prestige and respect, and the knights present are quite convinced of him.

And he does have two bloodlines, and he is the most noble person here except Earl Randyll.

It was also because Aleken Florent stayed at the pier to preside over the defense. Otherwise, if the eldest son of Liangshui City was here, perhaps the knights of the Florent family would express different opinions. But now, they really can't recommend the right person to compete with Samwell.

As for the Horn Hill Knights present, they have almost blind trust in Earl Randyll, so how could they object to his opinion.

When things come to an end, of course Samwell will not back down, after all, this war was started because of him.

At this moment, he only felt that the blood in his chest began to boil. Facing Earl Landau's gaze, he nodded heavily:

"good!"

After deciding on the tactics, Earl Landau began to arrange the division of troops.

Before leaving, he found his son who was wearing the armor again and asked:

"Sam, remember how to lead the cavalry charge?"

Samwell nodded while trying to recall the memory of the original owner: "I remember, you taught me."

"Okay." Earl Randle nodded, "Forget about it now."

"?"

Earl Landau stared into his son's eyes and said in a deep voice:

"You just need to remember two words for me."

"Which two words?"

"forward!"

"forward?"

"That's right. Go forward." Earl Landau's tone seemed to be stained with blood on the sword, "break through all obstacles in your path, and move forward! Until there are no enemies in sight!"

Samwell nodded thoughtfully: "I see, Father."

Earl Randall glanced at the huge and hideous warhammer beside Samwell, and said:

"Your weapon is too heavy for a charge on horseback. Take my sword."

As he spoke, he actually took off his saber and handed it to his son.

Samwell took over the Tully family's inherited giant sword [Broken Heart] from his father, and was a little dazed for a while.

Earl Randall said earnestly:

"Now that you have [Broken Heart], you are a real Tully now. Remember our language?"

"Remember." Samwell nodded heavily,

"I am the pioneer! (First in Battle)"

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