Chapter 254 A miserable victory is as bad as defeat

Clay, who had just finished a charge and was covered in blood, stationed his horse on the plain on the west side of the battlefield.

This time, he did not have the advantage of terrain and could not directly see the whole battlefield immediately.

But with his keen sense of battlefield, Clay realized that the riverlanders might be in trouble.

"Lord Clay, it seems that Ser Brynden didn't rush out. What's going on?"

Krissen, who had just used Quen's Seal to shoulder two swords, but still had a small cut on his left arm by the Valley Man, was gritting his teeth and sucking in the air to bandage himself.

After the demon hunter undergoes mutation, the cell regeneration speed is also increased accordingly. This kind of minor injury can be cured with a little recovery after the war.

"They are in trouble, but we can't help them right now."

Clay's tone was cold.

If you look at God's perspective, you will easily understand the logic behind Clay's words.

Cavalry attacks, except in rare cases where the opponent will be defeated in one charge.

Basically, there are multiple echelons, attacking repeatedly until the opponent is completely scattered.

Therefore, Clay's original plan was that after the main force on his side had finished charging, the north and south sides would continue to charge.

The width of the battlefield is sufficient, and the North and South armies total only 2,000 people, which is enough to accommodate them.

But who knew that among the rebels, the southern leader had taken the wrong direction.

They were blocked in the formation, plus more than a thousand remnants of the original valley people.

If Clay rushes in again, it will be completely blocked.

It’s useless even to call the traffic police!

Therefore, at this time, only by hardening one's heart and letting the Hejian people stuck inside rush out can the main force on one's side be activated again.

"Quick, turn around, we won't charge this time, go west!"

There was a dull sound of the sword piercing flesh, and Ser Brynden Tully slashed a valley soldier to death with one sword stroke. His gray hair was covered with blood.

As a veteran on the battlefield, he immediately realized the seriousness of the matter when he found that his army was forced to stop.

In close combat, especially this kind of horseback killing, the people from the river were obviously at a disadvantage compared to the people from the valley.

As far as he could see, many Riverland soldiers had their throats slit by the Valemen when they took the opportunity.

For a moment, the battlefield was filled with the cold light reflected from the swing of the sword.

The clanking sound of collision was mixed with the roar of human pain.

Sir Brynden now wanted to strangle the commander of the Vance family, but unfortunately, he could not find that person.

In desperation, Sir Brynden could only let his soldiers wave his flag vigorously and lead his troops to turn around.

They rushed in from the north, and it was impossible to go left or east at this time.

Therefore, they could only go to the right and break out from the west side where there were relatively few people.

But without the speed of the horse, this thing that was originally easy has now become extremely difficult.

They are all experts in horse fighting. After the people of the valley discovered that the people of the river were in chaos, they immediately launched a more powerful attack than before.

Although the Riverlands side has the numerical advantage, their individual combat capabilities are not as good as those on the opposite side.

Without horse speed, the cavalry's group attack capability cannot be used.

Therefore, they have to pay enough blood for every step forward.

There is no other way but to use the long sword in his hand to cut a path step by step.

But at this time, how can the crazy valley people let them easily get their wish?

In the chaos, the two sides broke out into a brutal and bloody battle that was unbearable to watch.

The casualties in the battle skyrocketed, but at this time, no one had time to count how many died.

"When Ser Brynden Tully's troops rush out, you can lead your troops to rush in from the west. Remember, attack from the north. Cut off the northwest corner of the Vale Army's formation for me."

Clay turned around and gave a cold order to Krissen behind him.

Kristen agreed and said nothing more.

In the current battle situation, their side can definitely win, but the extra damage should not be caused.

From the tone of his coach just now, Kristen already understood that when the war is over, the knight of the Vance family will lead the southern army.

The best destination is to die directly on the battlefield, otherwise, Lord Clay will chop him down without mercy.

Kristen Mandler knows this all too well.

Fortunately, this is an asymmetric war in which one's own forces have an absolute advantage.

If both sides are evenly matched, such mistakes will often lead to the total collapse of an army.

Kill one to serve as a warning to others, Clay must do it.

Although the other party is the heir of a great nobleman in the Riverlands, in Clay's eyes, it's all nonsense.

…

He violently used the small shield in his hand to knock a valley cavalryman off his horse.

Ser Brynden Tully, who was covered in red, as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood, finally saw the withered yellow ground behind the Vale army formation.

This meant that they finally saw hope of breaking the siege.

This is very strange. Two thousand people rushed into the formation of more than a thousand people. Not only did they not defeat their opponents, but they were surrounded and killed by their opponents.

There are problems in both command and individual soldiers, which lead to such a result.

On the plains of the Trident River where there is no contact, human life is greedily chewed every moment.

When Brynden Tully successfully escaped from the battlefield with the remnants of his army and came to Clay, his last gray eyebrows were already stained red with blood.

"Lord Clay..."

Ser Brynden Tully opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He felt an evil aura from the young man in front of him that frightened him.

Although he knew that it was not directed at him.

Looking at the embarrassed Riverland soldiers behind him, Clay asked softly:

"There are less than 700 people, right?"

They are all people who have been on the battlefield for a long time. You can tell them clearly at a glance at the number of people.

When Ser Brynden Tully said nothing, Clay took out a bottle of water from the horse's pocket and handed it to him.

Clay reached out and tapped Ser Brynden Tully on the shoulder.

"It's a crime other than war. Go and rest. I'll take care of the rest."

Ser Brynden Tully nodded, said nothing, and rode past Clay.

However, just about five steps away from him, the old jazz suddenly turned around and asked loudly:

"Master Clay, can the boy from the Vance family spare his life?"

Clay did not look back, but replied very calmly:

"Go and rest."

Edmure Tully's biological uncle, a knight who enjoyed high prestige in the Riverlands, looked at Clay's back, wearing a large cloak, sitting upright on a horse, and sighed softly.

He knew that the boy from the Vance family was dead.

Under normal circumstances, killing among nobles is not acceptable, but on the battlefield, this rule will be selectively ignored.

If the army is defeated due to personal reasons, if you are not a high-ranking noble, you will inevitably die.

If this is not possible, then what is the army in the eyes of the generals?

Brynden Tully escaped with nearly a third of his casualties.

As soon as he came out, Krissen, who couldn't wait for a long time, rushed towards the northwest corner of the valley's army formation with 500 heavy cavalry.

If Clay doesn't come to the rescue, that idiot from the Vance family will bury all the thousand people in his hands.

Clay couldn't just rush in, the traffic jam was even worse now, and he couldn't add fuel to the fire.

Therefore, we can only use a sharp knife to cut out part of the valley people.

After reducing their pressure, the rest is up to them.

The heavy cavalry led by Chrissen launched an attack on the exhausted valley people.

This time, the people of the valley did not have the courage to confront Krissen's heavy cavalry like a wall.

The bloody light burst out, and the heavy rider at the front directly knocked the valley man who couldn't catch his hind legs and flew away.

The cavalry following behind them drew deathly blades with their long swords.

The five hundred cavalrymen cut in from the middle of the west side, then turned around and headed north.

The people from the valley were unable to stop them at all. They were already fighting with the people from the river in the formation, and they were all red-eyed. No one cared about the situation behind them.

But in doing so, they lost their only chance to win the war.

Wearing heavy armor and arming himself to the teeth, Krissen, as the arrow of attack, bears the greatest pressure.

But this kid was not afraid at all.

The surface of the armor shone with the faint yellow light brought by Quen's seal.

If the enemy's attack wants to cause damage to him, it must first break his shield, and then it can touch his thick armor.

This is obviously playing rogue, but in advance, you must have the ability to play this rogue.

Otherwise, why would he, Kristen Mandler, become the commander of the vanguard of the army?

These are all battles fought one after another, and we are rewarded by taking the lead.

Krissen's attack this time was much smoother than the last time. In less than ten minutes, five hundred men plowed a deep hole in the valley army.

About the same number of remaining soldiers in the valley were divided by them.

Clay looked at it and waved his hand, and then another heavy cavalry unit with sufficient horsepower rushed towards the group of valley people.

Since the one-stop strategy failed to succeed, Clay Mandler is not a pedantic person.

He adjusted his strategy in time to divide the valley people into groups and eat them bit by bit.

He succeeded.

After breaking away from the formation, the exhausted valley men were rushed by Clay's heavy cavalry. Finally, they could no longer hold on and began to flee in all directions.

There is a limit to a person's courage. How strong the courage is when fighting, how deep the fear will be after the collapse of confidence.

The overwhelmed horses and the muddy land made it impossible for them to outrun Clay's cavalry.

As a result, one by one was stabbed off the horse from behind with a long sword.

Since Clay sent no light cavalry this time, otherwise, using bows and arrows to deal with them would actually be a more efficient way.

After repeating the same pattern again, the Valley people's formation also began to collapse.

They were originally mourning soldiers, and their obsession with returning home and their sense of honor as the first cavalry of Westeros made them fight to the end.

However, failure is still inevitable.

When Count Leonor Corbray's flag was cut down with a sword, it meant that the resistance of the valley people entered the final stage.

The southern army led by Sir Vance Family finally managed to escape from the siege of the valley people.

Clay didn't even look at the pale guy.

He is already a dead man, but it's not time to do anything to him yet.

Now that traffic has been restored, the final general offensive will begin.

The horses are galloping and the killing is still going on.

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