Game of Thrones: I loaded the Witcher system

Ignoring the unlucky John Royce who was still panting and walking in pain, after Clay's army had rested and recuperated, he led 1,500 cavalry and marched quickly towards the southwest near Stone Fence City.

Originally, Clay had sent out the three remaining demon hunter guards and the elite sentries he had trained in previous wars. He only had 1,500 men. If the opponent knew about it in advance, there would be no need to fight this battle.

But soon, Clay knew that this time, he was competing with the air.

All the way south, the army had appeared behind a hill only twenty miles northeast of Shili City. It was not until this position that my scout hunting team finally saw the scouts on the opposite side. There were not many, just two.

Hearing this news, Clay could only secretly marvel. Valley people don't like to use scouts when fighting. Although every army has its own style, if you do this, are you somewhat disrespecting me? ?

Clay is actually wronging these valley people, because until now, they don't think that Clay Mandler will break through the blockade of five thousand cavalry commanded by Yohn Royce. behind them.

Since there is no threat, then why waste time and effort on conducting scout patrols? Even if there is, after a few days of seriousness, once you feel that you are safe, it will inevitably become perfunctory.

However, it is extremely irresponsible to act half-heartedly on the battlefield.

And there is a price to pay for this kind of behavior.

"Sir, we have found out that the Valley People's horse gathering place is in a small valley to the south of us. There are about three hundred cavalry patrolling back and forth, but they seem to be quite slack."

Kerrison led his sentry team, and after completing the reconnaissance, he quickly left the area to prevent being discovered by his opponent in advance.

"This is four thousand horses, and the Valley people sent 300 people to watch? If they don't rob them, they will be sorry for their defensive arrangement that they should be dragged out and beheaded. I really don't know how His Majesty Robert lost to such a team. Helping people.”

Those around Clay who were very close heard the information fed back by Kristen. They were stunned at the moment, and then full of emotion.

Clay obviously agreed with what he said. The Valley People's defense was so ineffective... that it almost made Clay think that there was an ambush in front of him, waiting for him to dive into it.

If he hadn't known very well that the idiot Yorn Royce was far away from him, he wouldn't have dared to take advantage of these war horses.

After thinking for a while and confirming that there was no military presence around him that could threaten him, Clay made a prompt decision and directly issued the order to attack:

"Order! Five hundred people, under the leadership of Sir Krissen, will directly attack the three hundred leisurely Valley Lords. They must be killed before the other party forms a formation. I will completely disperse them. No need to ask for anything. Kill the enemy, just to defeat it, do you understand?!"

"Your will! Lord Clay!"

"In addition, send another two hundred people to collect the war horses in the valley and select those who are familiar with war horses. If the horses are frightened due to the battle, you must calm them down as soon as possible to prevent the horses from escaping."

"Yes sir!"

Clay glanced in the direction of the Valley people with sharp eyes and said loudly:

"Finally, I will lead the remaining eight hundred people to cut off the connection between the horse group station and the direction of Shili City, and prepare for possible enemy counterattacks. You must speed up the pace. That's it. Is there anyone who doesn't understand?"

The captains who received the order roared in unison:

"I understand!"

"Well, execute the order. Remember, you are my soldiers now. Don't give it to me or embarrass yourself!"

"Set off!"

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Clay uses cavalry, and the most important thing is a quick word. He takes advantage of the opponent's unprepared situation and launches a thunderous strike to completely defeat the opponent.

This was the case during the Battle of Riverrun and the attack on the Lannister siege army's barracks, and it is also the case in the horse-grabbing battle that is about to begin now. Since the people of the Vale have left such a big flaw for themselves, they should not take advantage of the bastard. In principle, Clay decided to take a vote.

Drunkard Valley, the gathering place for the northern war horses of the Valley Cavalry.

Baron Royce Cowart was emerging from the tent with a satisfied look on his face.

The people in Hejian are not very good at fighting, but in this countryside, women of good quality can still be found.

Just now in the tent, the way he resisted but was welcomed, resisted to death but gradually conquered by himself, brought great pleasure to the valley baron who was loyal to the Royce family.

"Well...after I deal with that idiot Edmure Tully, I should have enough fun outside before going back."

I muttered a few words and thought about the powerful wife at home. Not only was she ugly and fat, but she was also very lenient every day.

After following Lord Yohn Royce to fight the Blood Gate these days, Baron Cowart has let himself go and feels very good now.

When he was in a good mood, he naturally liked everyone he looked at. Baron Royce Cowart squinted his eyes and wandered around, and saw a little knight who had been busy with him. This guy's son had been working as a squire for him, and he was eager to own canonization.

Seeing the Baron coming out, the middle-aged knight hurriedly bent down, bowed forward with a flattering look on his face, and whispered:

"Sir, the quality of the people this time is not bad, right? If you are not satisfied, I will take the brothers and run a little further. Although the damn Trout Man ordered everyone to be evacuated, there are always fish that slip through the net, right?"

Baron Royce Cowart was a little moved by his subordinate's proposal, but after thinking about it, he waved his hand.

"Forget it, Sir John has probably won the battle and has probably gone back now. The Earl doesn't like this. If he sees it, I will inevitably be scolded."

Licking his chapped lips, the baron patted the middle-aged knight on the shoulder and grinned:

"Go ahead, this Hejian village woman will reward you right now, but please be gentle with me. Lord Baron, I might have to rely on this woman to relieve my loneliness. Do you understand?"

Looking at his subordinate who was trying his best to hide his eager expression, Baron Royce Cowart waved his hand and then kicked the knight on the leg, signaling the other party to do something quickly and stop pretending.

In this era, when large armies go out for battle, except for a few armies, as long as the army is stationed, it will definitely attract some professional women who can cool down the hot-blooded soldiers in the military camp.

These were not temporarily collected from nearby villages, but formed a semi-industrialized thing. Wherever there was an army, the smelly businessmen pulled these professional teams in carriages to the front of the military camp.

How should I put it, this is just selling things in an organized manner. From Clay's memory, they were locked up without any discussion at all.

However, there is no such concern in this era. For example, Robert besieged Pike City, and during the Usurper's War, the Tyrell family besieged Storm's End Castle. The seafood business in the military camp has always been very prosperous.

After all, tens of thousands of men gather together. If the commander does not want the soldiers below to know each other's strengths and weaknesses, he must allow such a thing to exist.

But now, here in the valley, because Edmure Tully has implemented a thorough policy of clearing the country, and the northern army has been newly defeated, and the valley army is unable to kill them all, so there are large and small broken armies everywhere.

The merchants naturally didn't dare to come, after all, the golden dragon's life was not important.

But this also caused the valley army that besieged the three eastern cities to be unable to release itself to its fullest.

Then there was a baron who could give a village woman as a reward to his knight. The knight didn't dislike it at all and was impatient. There was no other way. He was forced to do it. He couldn't fence, so what else could he do? ?

Humming an obscene ditty while reminiscing about the feeling in the tent just now.

Baron Royce Cowart wandered around and walked towards the due north direction of the 300-man station.

There was a group of fat sheep plundered by the soldiers, and the baron decided to pick one and roast it carefully at night to make up for his lost waist.

Although fine and dense snow had drifted in the sky, falling on the Baron's messy hair, bringing an uncomfortable chill, the Baron's interest did not diminish at all.

When they came to the sheepfold, the fat sheep, which were crowded together, seemed to know that the man standing next to them and staring at them was the devil who was about to take their lives. They bleated in a low voice and tried to lower themselves, trying not to Noticed by the Baron.

At this moment, Royce Cowart, who was wondering who his prey was, suddenly caught some unusual sounds from the wind.

It seemed like...noisy shouts, with inexplicable excitement, and...the thumping of horse hooves!