Game of Thrones Starts with the Lord Blast System

The Lannister army stopped advancing.

Amori got off his horse. Tired of the march, he relaxed casually on the haystack lying behind him.

After marching for a whole day, he was almost always on alert.

However, what puzzled him a bit.

The attackers who appeared in the Night's Watch camp last night have never appeared again, and even the scouts they released haven't found a trace.

Maybe he was scared away by his own army, not necessarily.

He thought so, and then quickly denied himself.

Those people must be still there, he could almost smell the enemy nearby.

Amory Lodge narrowed his eyes and stood up slowly.

Looking around, he was sure that the campsite he had chosen was safe.

There are bare, sloping soil slopes on all sides, without the slightest shade.

Camping in a valley with such a wide field of vision, even those fierce infantrymen in the north would not be able to successfully attack his camp.

After nightfall, when it got dark, he would set up dark posts on all sides of the valley.

If those thieves dared to enter the valley in the dark, and Amory let out a sneer, then send them to see the seven gods.

Of course, this camp is not perfect. If it encounters a cavalry attack, the steep slopes around the valley will become the best terrain for cavalry to accelerate.

But, is this possible?

Amory Lodge shook his head and smiled wryly.

It seems that he has been carrying out the task of collecting food and scavenging in the river land for a long time, and he has been left in the wild for too long, and his spirit is a little abnormal. Otherwise, why would he have such a childish and ridiculous idea.

He kicked away a boy who was lying lazily on the haystack, gasping for breath.

Look at his dirty brown hair, poor guy, sweating from exhaustion.

But no matter how tired the prisoners are, the prisoners are not worthy to be lazy and rest.

"Boy, don't be lazy, go to the back and join the camp."

Arya rubbed her sore ass, hated Amory, and added him to her evening prayer list.

That's the list of deaths she will avenge in the future.

It has the names of Joffrey, Cersei and others on it, and she doesn't plan to let any of them go.

Although, she doesn't know **** these people, but sooner or later she will.

Amory was very reassured about his arrangement, but he was still cautious and did not take off his armor. His soldiers were not allowed to take off their armor, even if they took off their heavy iron helmets.

The soldiers in the camp were directing the young and strong captives to set up camp, when a scout ran over from a distance.

"grown ups!"

The scout's feet were very good, and he ran to Amory in a short while. The lining of the thin leather armor was already wet with sweat. He panted and said loudly, "We found the enemy at the mouth of the valley when we came!"

Amory's eyes narrowed, and then a cruel smile appeared.

Can you finally hold back? So does Laozi.

"Tell me, how many people were found?"

The scout hesitantly said, "I didn't see it clearly. The dusty mouth of the valley seems to be a ranger, or possibly a cavalry regiment."

Amory pursed his lips and said coldly, "Cavalry, how can there be cavalry? If you talk more, I will kill you now."

The scout turned pale and dared not speak.

Amory waved them back.

These wastes, as scouts, didn't even know the number of enemies, so they hurriedly came to report, and they were all dry food.

The Hejian Land was only combed once by Lord Tywin and the army of Kingslayer Jaime, from south to north, there could be no Knights.

Even the mercenary group is impossible. Even the ferocious men of the warrior group have taken refuge with Lord Tywin in Harrenhal in order to survive.

Amorite thought those people were bluffing.

They will definitely come down from the valley after nightfall, and the night attack is their only chance.

He shouted to the soldiers, "Hurry up and set up camp. You can rest for a while before it gets dark. At night, when I take care of those who don't know how to live, I will have a good night's sleep."

At this time, a low and majestic horn sounded from the south of the valley.

This is the attack number.

Amorite turned his head in disbelief, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears.

"Damn, did anyone hear the horn?"

No one answered him the first time.

However, the Lannister troops under his command looked sideways and told their commander Ser Amory Lodge with practical actions.

Yes, they not only heard the horns of the enemy, but also saw the enemy with their own eyes.

Two uniform lines of cavalry appeared at the mouth of the valley and slowly moved forward side by side.

There are hundreds of riders.

In the small valley, the rumble of the heart-shaking rumbling echoed when the horses hoofs marched neatly.

The voice immediately caught the attention of everyone in the valley.

The uniformed armor showed that the other party was a real knight order.

Amorite was a little dazed and a little angry.

Where did these cavalrymen come from? Someone could pull such a cavalry regiment out of the river.

The cavalry of Arryn Valley? Or simply the golden robe guards from King's Landing?

No, not at all.

Damn, these cavalry really came for themselves.

Amorite's face was ashen.

He drew out the broad sword at his waist, turned over on his war horse, and shouted at his somewhat helpless subordinates,

"Array, array!"

"Prepare for defense!"

The Lannister army's camp was a mess, and everyone left their camp work and rushed to Amory in a hurry, preparing to form an array.

However, all this is in front of the cavalry who are ready to go. seems too slow.

A second loud horn sounded from the valley.

The horn of charge resounded through the wilderness.

Lovren rode in front of the Knights Templar on horseback. He heard the sound of horns from behind and shouted, "Knights, charge!"

"Kill!"

An order.

The 150 Templars riding at the mouth of the valley suddenly gathered into a torrent, rushing down like a **** descending from the earth.

The rumbling sound of iron hooves like thunder spread from a distance, and the ground began to tremble violently.

The Lannister army looked flustered, and had just established the first simple line of defense.

Then someone shouted, "There are also cavalry rushing down from the east of the valley."

"There are also in the west."

"We were attacked from three sides!"

"My God, where did these cavalry come from?"

The Lannisters' second line of defense has not yet begun to be established, but the army has suddenly panicked.

The cavalry on the front accelerated through the **** of the valley, and the charge speed reached an extremely terrifying level.

At such a speed, the cavalry's combat power reached its limit, and the rushing down torrent came in like a mudslide.

All the lines of defense that try to resist will become the Knights Templar, showing their master Lynn the glory of their first battle as an army.

"Long live Lord Lynn!"

"Long live the Knights Templar!"

The Knights Templar shouted in unison, and the first round of collisions followed.

A crash sounded.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The warhorse wearing a vest~www.wuxiaspot.com~ rushed into the defensive positions of the Lannisters without fear.

next moment.

The silver carbine in the Templar's hand was stretched and raised.

The sharp point of the carbine is like the sharp tentacles of death, with inertia, it instantly plunges into the flesh of the enemy in front.

"Puff puff!"

The chain armor on the Lannisters did not reflect the slightest defensive effect under the huge impact carbine.

Flesh and blood flew.

The defense line that was put together temporarily collapsed without any suspense.

The neighing and wailing of the war horses suddenly rang out.

The first line of cavalrymen of the Templar cavalry regiment, responsible for breaking the defense, provoked the **** bodies of the Lannisters from their carbine, and continued to run forward for several dozen meters, before they stopped slowly.

However, the second column charged again.

Without even needing a carbine to cause damage, the warhorse ruthlessly rolled past the panicked Lannisters.

The Lannister position, which was trying to meet the enemy head-on, was completely reduced to a **** hell.

The stumps were broken and the blood rained.

Wail and cry.

Let the whole valley suddenly drift with an extremely rich and **** aura, making those who hear it nauseated.

Amory Lodge's thoughts fell into chaos, and the sound of knives and guns being unsheathed and armor rubbing came from his ears.

After the Knights Templar charged for two rounds, they turned their horses and dispersed their pursuit.

With the almost collapsed Lannister remnants, the third round of melee combat began.

The setting sun, hiding in the dark clouds, seemed to reveal half of its face quietly, casting a chilling light.

Amory Lodge's bloodshot eyes were open, and he felt his heart tremble violently, as if being squeezed and rubbed by someone's hand, bursting tight.