The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 317 Chasing Kevan

Author: Bamboo Basket Frame Water

Chapter 317 Chasing Kevan

"Hoar~ After seeing our Lannister cavalry, these damn ironborn not only did not choose to flee, but instead started to form a shield wall?"

"Did they think they were on the sea? They naively wanted to resist the cavalry's charge. It's simply outrageous!"

"Look at the small wooden sticks they are holding, maybe they think this can bring them some sense of security, hahaha——"

Outside the city wall of Lannisport, hundreds of red-robed Lannister cavalry assembled were slowly moving towards the Pendor soldiers disguised as ironborn on the dock, their eyes full of perseverance.

Right in front of these cavalry, several red-robed knights loyal to the Lannister family were constantly looking at the Pendor soldiers holding muskets on the dock, with mocking smiles on their faces.

Due to the limitations of their world view, they did not know what kind of terrifying existence those muskets were, so they only regarded them as weapons similar to hand crossbows.

How could such a weak weapon be a match for the powerful Lannister red-robed knight!

"charge!"

As the leading red-robed knight raised his lance, the three hundred Lannister cavalry began to urge their horses, put down their lances, and charged towards the seemingly weak Pendor shield wall on the dock.

Da da da--

The roaring sound of horse hooves was as deafening as thunder at this moment. Feeling the vibrations coming from the earth, even the living saints with rich combat experience could not help but start to tense up their nerves.

Although they seem to look down on the natives of this world in words, in fact they are only mortal bodies after all, and cannot be compared with Druchi's Silver Mist Warriors.

If they were hit by a lance charge at a critical point in the front, they would also be killed on the spot!

Looking at the Lannister knights who were getting closer and closer, Roland couldn't help but have a faint layer of sweat on the palm of his hand holding the mace, and then shouted to the surrounding soldiers:

"Ready... to shoot!"

Bang bang bang——

After receiving the order, the soldiers who had been waiting sternly immediately began to pull the trigger. Countless fire snakes spurted out from the muskets in an instant, and the sound of gunshots as dense as pouring beans instantly covered the sound of horse hooves.

In an instant, the metal storm composed of lead bullets immediately overwhelmed the charging Lannister cavalry, and easily penetrated their heavy plate armor.

As for the Lannister knights who charged forward, they didn't even have a chance to cry out. In an instant, they were left with countless blood holes on their bodies, and eventually they fell into the sea of ​​blood together with their horses.

Seeing the knights rushing in front falling off their horses one after another, and feeling the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke suddenly filling the air, the Lannister riders grabbed their frightened horses and shouted in panic:

"What's going on? Why did the knights suddenly fall?"

"Is it some kind of new weapon?"

"This must be magic! The Ironborn must have mastered the power of magic!"

Since no one could clearly see the trajectory of the bullets, the Lannister cavalry tried to use their common sense to guess what was happening in front of them.

However, time did not leave them too many opportunities. Before they could figure out what happened, the Pendor Musketeers decisively dropped the empty muskets in their hands and pulled out the second musket with a grin.

Although as the lowest level Pendor soldiers, they are not luxurious enough to be equipped with mithril muskets engraved with runes and blessings like the Silvermist Hunters, but ordinary flintlock pistols can still be used in large quantities.

"How dare you stop on your own initiative? I'm really tired of living. The whole army attacks!"

Seeing the Lannister cavalry standing there like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, Roland couldn't wait to give the order for the entire army to attack, and then rushed towards the city wall of Lannisport.

Annihilating the enemy's cavalry is only part of the battle. Spreading the war into Lannisport, and then plundering and occupying this pagan city is his final plan!

Seeing that Roland actually ignored the panicked Lannister cavalry, the other Pendor monks immediately understood the opponent's plan and hurriedly shouted:

"Follow Roland, we can't let him take the lead alone!"

After all, in order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the army to fight against Chaos, Rohan's army has always followed the system of exchanging military merit for weapons, so every soldier can't wait to reap the credit.

Great skills such as 'Before Attacking the City' and 'Beheading the Enemy' are enough to make them powerful enhanced living saints comparable to the Silver Dragon Knights, or even Silver Mist Warriors!

Rune weapons, dragon mounts, status, and even being able to become a servant qualified to follow Lord Rohan...

As a fear lord who controls the resources of three physical worlds, Rohan will never be stingy with any subsidies and rewards of wealth to the soldiers who fight for him.

In order to avoid the cheating behavior of "middlemen making money from the price difference", all the trophies and pensions distributed are accurately distributed to the family members after being confirmed by the members of the tribunal.

This also leads to the fact that even low-level soldiers are expected to become living saints, and they can completely change their destiny by fighting on the battlefield!

——Lannisport, on the city wall

Bang~

Kevan's palm dropped violently on the heavy bricks. However, at this time, he had no time to pay attention to the fingers on his hand. Instead, he waved his arms in disbelief and yelled out of control:

"How is that possible! What kind of weapon is that? Why do the Ironborn have such powerful weapons!"

As a highly educated Lannister noble, Kevan could tell at a glance that the reason why those knights suddenly collapsed in large numbers before they could deal with the dock was the 'wooden stick' in the hands of the Ironborn.

Looking at the Lannister cavalry at the dock who were being slaughtered by Pendor soldiers, Kevan's face gradually turned gloomy, because those knights were not only warriors who swore allegiance to him, but also nobles!

This kind of weapon actually killed the nobles directly and unreasonably, without even a chance to surrender or duel. It had completely broken the unspoken rules agreed between nobles.

That is definitely a new type of weapon that is not yet famous in the world, and it will even change the rules of war!

After thinking for a moment, Kevan turned decisively to look at the bachelor who was huddled in the castle, and then shouted to the messenger beside him:

"Let the maester quickly send a distress letter to Casterly Rock City and other nobles. Such an enemy is no longer an ordinary ironborn, and must be struck hard!"

"As you command!"

"Lord Kevan, there are several Ironborn approaching the city wall very quickly!"

While Kevan was busy giving orders to the messengers, the soldiers' urgent shouts suddenly came from the watchtower, constantly stirring up Kevan's anxious heart.

Right now, his mind was full of thoughts about the Ironborn and their new weapons, so he didn't even look at the strange things outside the city, and subconsciously reprimanded loudly:

"It's just a few ironmen. What are you afraid of! Can't we just deal with them!"

"Obey...obey!"

On the arrow tower, the archers looked at the terrifying figures in the distance running at high speed from the dock, and then hurriedly bent their bows and started shooting.

They didn't know whether their arrows could cause damage to the enemy's silver heavy armor, but they instinctively chose to obey the order.

Whoosh whoosh——

Arrows are raining down like rain, and the conical arrows with a faint cold light are all made by the best blacksmith masters in the Reach. They can be said to be indestructible!

The longbowmen were obviously confident in the arrows they shot, so just after firing a volley, they put down their longbows without hesitation and watched in anticipation as the arrows flew towards the silver-armored warriors.

Ding ding ding~

Along with the sound of metal colliding, Roland looked at the arrows stuck on his tower shield with disgust, and couldn't help but complain:

"It's so naive that I have to go back and repaint it..."

"So, just use the armor to block it, then you can reimburse it with public funds, and just ask the logistics to help replace it with new armor plates."

Compared to Roland, who could use his shield to block damage, Brother Pand next to him was even more arrogant. He directly blocked the flying arrows with his thick breastplate, and then touched the white marks on his chest with disdain.

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Hearing that his companions were squandering supplies like this, Roland couldn't help rolling his eyes, then he pulled out a short javelin from his shield and threw it at the Lannister soldiers who were trying to close the city gate in the distance and complained:

"You shouldn't waste materials like this. You must know that these armors were made by countless craftsmen before they came to our hands. How can they be used as disposable items?"

"You can't say that. I still use it for military supplies. I heard that the elves living in the inner city spent nearly 20,000 silver coins to purchase special coffee cups some time ago."

Hearing Roland's rebuke, Brother Pander could not help but speak in a lower voice, but what he said still made Roland couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Can you compare with those elves?

The reason why he was able to receive such good treatment was because he was a native of Zhengheilong Shangsanqi, and he had already followed Master Luohan in many battles.

In the words of the bards, those elves who are qualified to wear silver armor were not born to work. They had already done all the work for the rest of their lives decades ago!

If the Pandor monks below the city wall were able to attack the city gate in a relaxed atmosphere, then the archers on the city wall completely exploded:

"Weird...monster!"

"Close the city gate, you idiots, hurry up and close the city gate!"

"No, they have successfully broken through the city gate!"

boom--

All the soldiers in the Western Region did not expect that Roland and others would be so fast. Before the soldiers could close the city gate tightly, they saw Roland smashing open the city gate that was not closed tightly like a bull!

The other Pande monks also filed in, and immediately waved their weapons to massacre the Western soldiers who had not yet reacted!

"Kill them quickly, we must not let them break into Lannisport!"

Seeing these living saints rushing into Lannisport alone, the Lannister soldiers who were still waiting inside the city gate couldn't help but feel slightly sluggish, and then immediately waved their weapons to attack.

Although they were horrified by the monks' huge size, which could be called the "Magic Mountain", their years of loyalty to the Lannister family made them instinctively raise their weapons to defend themselves against the invaders.

But unfortunately, some things are destined to not be solved by willpower:

Phew~

The mace easily smashed a Western soldier who was trying to get closer. The heavy hammer handle danced easily in Roland's hand like a knife and fork, causing a shower of blood in the crowd.

Since the Pendor people are generally superior to ordinary people in terms of strength and reaction speed, the entire Pendor continent is particularly obsessed with using blunt weapons such as maces and military hoes.

No matter where they come from, every Pendor soldier is a master of using maces. Even some emperors in Pendor's history would use maces as weapons, which shows how much they love them.

Puff puff puff...

What's even more frightening is that since living saints have no concept of fatigue, every Pendor monk can swing the mace in his hand as fast as an electric fan. Even the bravest knights in the West can't withstand such a heavy blow.

hit.

What's even worse is that the Lannister cavalry stationed outside the city seems to have been slaughtered. Thousands of Pendor soldiers are rushing towards the city wall of Lannisport under the rain of arrows!

On the city wall, Kevan, who was retreating towards the castle under the cover of his attendants, kept looking back at the tragedy that happened on the city wall, his eyes full of thoughts:

"Such luxurious weapons and equipment, and such an unusual fighting method, are definitely not luxuries that those ironmen who are obsessed with plundering can make. They must have received assistance from others... but who could it be?"

Could it be the wealthy Reach?

Impossible, the military strength of the Reach is simply impossible to carry out such a powerful and swift sneak attack, otherwise the war with the Western Region would have been incessant.

Or is it the Riverlands or Dorne, or the Vale, which have conflicts with the Lannister?

Facing the unidentified army in front of him, Kevan began to brainstorm continuously, but he did not notice that the gorgeous armor on his body had attracted Roland's attention.

"The man in red robes is the lord of Lannisport, kill him quickly!"

Looking at the middle-aged man in the distance who was guarded by many soldiers, Roland smashed the Lannister knight who tried to attack into a pulp with a fierce hammer, and then shouted at Kevan.

Hearing Roland's cry, the Pendor monks around him immediately reacted. After forcing back the Lannister soldiers who tried to block them, they rushed in the direction of Kevan.

Kevan also heard Roland's shouting, and his face changed greatly. Then he threw off the gorgeous robe draped on his shoulders, turned around and ran towards the castle.

However, Roland suddenly raised the tower shield and followed behind relentlessly. At the same time, he did not forget to remind his companions loudly:

"The guy with the Mediterranean hair is the lord, kill him!"

"Give me the helmet!"

Upon hearing this, Kevan quickly grabbed a helmet from the attendant and put it on his head, thinking that this would confuse Roland's sight.

Unexpectedly, this scene was seen by Roland behind him, so he continued to shout loudly:

"The one with the most gorgeous armor is the lord, hurry up and catch him and kill him!"

(End of chapter)