Chapter 435: Prince's Pass Meat Grinder
Chapter 435 Prince’s Pass Meat Grinder
The Dorne Marches.
A cavalry army of 3,000 men came menacingly, their horses' hooves trampling the grass along the way.
It was noon and the sun was scorching hot.
The army slowed down and stationed itself by a stream.
Follow the map.
This place is located on the edge of the Crimson Mountains, still dozens of miles away from Night Song City at the entrance to Prince's Pass.
“Hiss…”
Two giant dragons, one black and one light blue, stopped by the river, and the soldiers carefully fed the cattle and sheep.
In the camp on the hillside, Rhaegar, dressed in black robes, summoned a group of noble lords to discuss strategy.
Mond argued for a while and then became serious: "Prince, the victims of the disaster are rushing to Nightsong City in large numbers. Let's all set off as soon as possible."
The cavalry of the continent of Westeros are equipped with war horses, armor, and lances as standard equipment. They are made of iron cans in which man and horse are integrated.
…
“Then let’s go and get there before the victims reach the checkpoint.”
On both sides of the mountain, a watchtower emitted black smoke and its walls were in dilapidated condition.
How to fight and where to fight need to be decided.
A road goes straight from Prince's Pass, and Night Song City is located on a flat hill on one side of the entrance.
Prince Pass is not as steep and dangerous as the Bone Road, it is a very open road.
Not to mention a mere 30,000 disaster victims.
“Aren’t you going to wait for the large army behind?”
Time passes bit by bit.
Mond took the letter and said disgustedly: "Highgarden has sent an additional three thousand soldiers to guard, but the Cullen family still can't stand it."
Outside the stream camp, a raven flew over blankly.
The victims break through the fortresses along the way and eventually block the entrance.
Rhaegar was silent and looked at the map carefully.
A message was sent to Yege City that mercenaries were coercing the victims to attack the fortress and they were in urgent need of support.
The pass is also a fortress, garrisoned by the Cullen family personally.
“There are many fortresses at Prince’s Pass. Let’s hurry up and enter Nightsong City before the victims.”
“Thirty thousand victims have broken through the fortress and will soon besiege Yesong City.”
“There has been no war for decades, some fortresses are in disrepair, and there is a natural shortage of garrison strength.”
The fortress is quite strong, with an average of several hundred people garrisoning a fortress.
Most of the victims were sallow and thin, lying on the ground like corpses, letting the yellow sand blow.
Donald didn’t like it and retorted.
Watch towers and arrow towers were placed along the road, but they were unable to stop thousands of victims.
Rega's eyes narrowed and he said: "The cavalry organized and set off, arriving at the checkpoint before sunset to face the impact of the victims."
After reading the map, Rhaegar had an idea.
When the enemy arrives, there is nothing to say.
Donald choked for a moment and said honestly: "No problem, Prince."
However, there are so many people, densely packed like an ant colony.
Ragged victims cowered in the shadow of the mountains to avoid the scorching sun.
The camp is not far from Night Song City, so support can be in place no matter what.
Rhaegar finished his sentence, turned around and walked out of the camp.
Compared with just before entering Prince's Pass, there were fewer foreign faces in the ranks of the victims.
You say something to me, a debate with a gun and a stick.
Donald frowned, preferring to wait for the infantry team to converge.
Once the cavalry launched a charge, ten times the regular army would not dare to resist them head on.
Rhaegar glanced sideways and asked, "Three thousand cavalry can't deal with thirty thousand victims?"
He wanted to set the battlefield at the Prince's Pass, and did not want the victims to break through the pass and flee into the interior of the Reach.
Prince's Pass.
Unable to endure the lack of supplies, the mercenaries were well-equipped and were defeated soon after.
Some people watched in confusion and silently prayed to the gods of faith.
As food became less and less day by day, some of the victims continued to starve to death and could not keep up with the mercenaries.
The mercenaries united with a group of Dornish soldiers and headed towards Nightsong City.
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at the same time.
Before the Nightsong City checkpoint, there is a fortress garrisoned with troops.
The fortress is located not far from the entrance of Prince's Pass. An arrow tower is built on each side of the ridge, and soldiers hide inside.
The route is slightly narrow, and trenches are deployed to block the horses and block the intruders.
Woooooo—
Suddenly, an arrow tower sounded a solemn horn.
At the end of the road, the enemy appears.
Two thousand mercenaries were wearing light armor, holding scimitars and carrying crossbows.
Thousands of Dorn soldiers, wearing tawny armor and holding scimitars and bucklers. The battle is about to break out.
As soon as the enemy gets close, the arrow tower takes the lead in attacking, and arrows rain down like rain.
“Charge and demolish the tower!”
The mercenaries shouted in Valyrian dialect, with shield bearers in front and crossbowmen behind.
Moving away the heavy horses, taking down the wooden ladders on their backs, and paving the trench.
“Fire the arrow!”
The defenders were not a vegetarian either, they immediately dropped their rocket-laden arrows.
The arrow landed on the ditch and horse, and a roaring fire broke out.
The fire oil was poured on it in advance.
“Across the ditch!”
Sacrificing a group of men and horses, the mercenaries rushed through the not-so-wide trench and began to climb up the ridges on both sides.
Rumble —
The rolling stone fell and was crushed mercilessly.
The location of the arrow tower is easy to defend but difficult to attack, so it is not easy to break through.
However, I can’t stand the crowds on the other side.
Under the impact, the arrow tower's kerosene and rolling stones were all used up, so they could only hold on to the gate and fire arrows.
Woooooo—
Just when the arrows were shining brightly and the arrow tower was about to be lost, a loud horn sounded.
Accompanied by this was the sound of a war horse neighing.
Three thousand cavalry rushed along the other side of the road, and the soldiers carried various flags.
“Charge!”
Mond is high-spirited and holds high the family sword of truth.
The cavalry swarmed forward. The soldiers in the front row looked ferocious and charged forward with lances several meters long.
The road was so wide that the mercenaries had nowhere to hide except climbing up the ridge.
There was a burst of collisions and screams.
After the first round of charges, the mercenaries fell on their backs, and many of them were pierced in a string like grasshoppers.
“Counterattack, shoot arrows!”
The second round of charge has not yet started, the mercenaries formed a formation, with shield soldiers and spearmen in front to provide protection for the crossbowmen.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three consecutive crossbows are extremely fast. In an instant, three crossbow bolts are launched, and thousands of people shoot together in one shot.
The cavalry were wearing heavy armor, and the crossbow bolts had no effect on the iron sheet.
The horse beneath him had no armor, and it was shot in the chest, abdomen, and legs as it neighed miserably. The man and the horse fell down together.
“Get ready and charge!”
Mond shouted loudly, and under the protection of his guards, he mounted his horse and attacked again.
The cavalry suffered slight losses. The rear row became the front row. They ran wildly with lances in hand. The front row became the rear row. They gave up their lances and replaced them with swords.
A dragon's roar sounded as muffled as a bell, echoing deafeningly through the mountains.
A huge black dragon soared over, its huge body covering the road, its broad wings covering the sky and the sun, and the clear sky turned dark for a moment.
Rhaegar was riding on the back of a dragon, expressionless: "Dragon Flame!"
The glutton has cruel green eyes, leaning over and opening his **** mouth.
Boom—
Gloomy green dragon flames fell from the sky, falling like smoke over the mercenary matrix.
Silk dragon flames are stained with the bones.
The mercenaries did not notice the danger at first, but when the dragon flame touched it, Xumi turned into a charred corpse.
“Ah! It’s on fire!”
"Run quickly and hide in the arrow tower, the dragon is coming..."
Suddenly, the souls of the mercenaries emerged, and the matrix collapsed directly, wailing and trying to extinguish the strange green fire.
Mond commanded the cavalry charge, cleverly bypassed the group, and slaughtered the Dornishmen who fled in all directions.
Glutton roared, flapped its wings and glided past, spitting dragon flames at the mercenaries running around on the ridge.
"no no!"
The mercenaries could only howl and roll on the ground stained with dragon flames.
There are cavalry on the road, and they cannot escape.
There is a giant dragon high in the sky, watching everyone all the time.
An unprecedented disaster befell these invaders.
“Quick victory!”
Rhaegar looked down at the audience and stopped Mond, who was addicted to charging.
“Hiss!”
At this moment, another dragon roar sounded.
In the valley behind the road, a raging fire of orange mixed with light blue burned.
(End of this chapter)
