The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Those who haven't formally crossed swords with the Mountain all misjudge the length of his greatsword.

The length of the Mountain's greatsword, combined with his arm length, is more than twice that of a two-handed sword.

A one-handed sword is about one meter long, used with one hand. It's also called a fighting sword. The most commonly used fighting sword is about seventy centimeters long. If a one-handed sword exceeds one meter, drawing it during combat will definitely be slower, after all, the longer the sword, the more time it takes to draw it, and it's not agile in close combat.

Two-handed swords are about one meter thirty to one meter fifty long, twice the width of a one-handed sword, and more than twice the weight.

Two-handed swords are also called longswords.

Greatswords, on the other hand, are twice the width of a two-handed sword, about one and a half palms wide, and weigh more than twice as much as a two-handed sword, at one and a half meters. Because of their length and weight, greatswords are generally carried on the back, with the hilt protruding from the side of the shoulder, rather than hanging from a waist belt.

The weight of a greatsword is astonishing, requiring both hands to have enough strength to swing it, making it more suitable for ground combat rather than horseback riding.

The sword that can be used conveniently on horseback is a one-handed sword, and only those with very good swordsmanship skills will use a two-handed sword.

And the Mountain's greatsword is even heavier than ordinary greatswords, more than twice the weight, with a width exceeding two adult palms, about ten times the weight of a one-handed sword, and the longest among two-handed swords and greatswords, unique in its kind. Combined with the length of his arm and the fact that he wields it with one hand, the attack range is at least three times the distance of a one-handed sword, and about twice the distance of other two-handed swords.

In a duel with knights using one-handed or two-handed swords, there is a control of attack distance.

Regardless of whether the knights are using one-handed swords suitable for mounted combat or two-handed swords used by skilled warriors, as long as they engage the Mountain, they are not yet within attacking range when they approach him, but they have already entered the Mountain's greatsword's attack range.

This has a surprising effect.

Knights all have their own habits, long-term foot combat training or mounted combat training, and the swords they practice with against opponents are all familiar sword distances, but no knight has ever used a super greatsword like the Mountain's for combat training.

This will lead to misjudgment of distance in actual combat.

The knight thinks he has not yet reached the attacking distance, but the Mountain's greatsword has already come whistling, not only fast but also too powerful, indestructible.

The most brutal thing in a knight's duel is to chop off the opponent's head with one sword.

However, when encountering a killing god like the Mountain, one sword, a horizontal slash, cuts off half the body. A vertical split not only cleaves the person open, but also the horse.

This kind of divine power, bloodiness, cruelty, and unparalleled strength, arrogant knights treat as a joke and talk about as rumors without experiencing it firsthand.

After all, the West has been at peace for sixteen years. Although small conflicts between nobles are constant, the Mountain's evil deeds are generally directed at the citizens and knights of other dukes when patrolling the border. Very few Westerland knights have actually fought the Mountain.

Even fewer Westerland knights have truly experienced the Mountain's combat power.

Moreover, the Mountain achieved his notoriety sixteen years ago when the Westerland army captured King's Landing, where he raped Princess Elia Martell and smashed her infant son to death.

Time can dilute the cruel memories in people's minds.

Adam Marbrand, the young hero who never took the Mountain seriously, smiled proudly regardless of how terrible and terrifying the Mountain was rumored to be.

Firstly, Adam had been by Duke Tywin's side since he was a child, and this sense of superiority gave him blind confidence; secondly, no matter how brutal the Mountain was, he had never had any conflicts with Adam Marbrand in his life, and there was no intersection; thirdly, the Marbrand surname and the Lannister surname are not ordinary relations, Duke Tywin's mother's surname was Marbrand.

Fearlessness sometimes often represents one's own ignorance.

In just the blink of an eye, the Mountain's greatsword chopped two knights of the Marbrand family into mutilated corpses, the tragedy and bloodiness of which was unheard of.

He not only struck first and chopped down Adam's mount, but also cleaved a valiant knight and his horse in two with one sword during the battle.

Blood rain and the smell of blood floated intensely in the air, making stomachs churn.

The following two knights were shocked, and with a slight hesitation, the Mountain kicked his spurs, the sharp blades of the spurs pierced into the warhorse's body, dripping with blood, making the warhorse under his crotch unbearable with pain.

The warhorse immediately charged forward, and the Mountain swung his greatsword diagonally, cutting down from a knight's desperate eyes. The knight had already dodged, but the greatsword's super length, combined with the Mountain's speed and tree-trunk-like arms, meant that the Mountain's attack range was too wide, and the Mountain used the super greatsword with one hand, his flexibility and agility were not inferior to the smaller knights.

With a flash of cold light, the greatsword cut in from the knight's left neck, diagonally cleaving open his body, and cutting out from the knight's right waist.

A triangular body with a head with a desperate and horrified expression flew out, while another triangular body spurting blood was still sitting firmly on the horse's back due to the saddle and stirrups. The large and small intestines in his abdomen spilled all over the ground.

All the sergeants and knights, as well as the attendants, were terrified, their faces pale, blue, and purple, and they had no fighting spirit at all. Even the warhorses were so frightened that their legs went weak, and several warhorses stumbled, throwing their masters to the ground.

Adam Marbrand was also shocked and trembled all over.

The Mountain's ferocity and evil aura were the first he had ever seen!

Of the four knights, the last one was left. The sword in his hand was already raised, making a defensive posture, but cold sweat poured out from his forehead, nose, and neck.

There was not a trace of blood on his face.

The raised sword was also trembling violently.

The Mountain waved his hand back, and the back of the greatsword slapped out horizontally, like a heavy hammer hitting the knight's chest. With a muffled thud, the knight's chest suddenly caved in, and the sound of bones cracking made teeth sour. The knight flew out suddenly, like a toy that had been knocked away by the Mountain. While he was in the air, the blood in his mouth spurted out wildly, and the broken ribs stabbed into his heart.

Boom!

The knight fell into the rice field by the side of the official road and died instantly.

The Mountain's greatsword dripped with blood, and he slowly walked to Adam, glaring at Adam, as majestic as a heavenly god.

"Mountain, what do you want to do?" Earl Marbrand shouted with insufficient confidence. The Mountain glared at the Earl, the Earl's chest blocked, and he couldn't catch his breath, and his face suddenly turned blue and purple.

The Mountain glanced around at this group of northern nobles.

"Listen carefully, now I am canceling the condition of buying back my land at the original price. You have made a lot of money over the years, and it is time to unconditionally return all my land and the people on the land. I will give you one month to return everything. After one month, whoever does not return it, no matter who it is, I will personally come to visit," the Mountain said coldly.

More than a dozen northern nobles did not say a word, and the shock and fear in their eyes could not be concealed.

"Earl Marbrand, Casterly Rock is there, and Duke Tywin is also there. You are welcome to go to Duke Tywin to punish me at any time. To tell you the truth, Duke Tywin is not satisfied with your consistent extortion, bullying, and greedy money-grabbing. -- Brothers, let's go!"

"Ho!"

Only eighty-six cavalrymen, but they roared out the momentum of thousands of troops!

Clip-clop!

Clip-clop!

The sound of horses' hooves was as dense as rain, and the Mountain and Earl Gavin led the Clegane cavalry away from Earl Marbrand and others!

Thank you: King of Inorganic Matter, Chau534, Qingyang Reflecting Blood Moon's reward, thank you!