Chapter 284 Alertness

Reinforcements always arrive late. This is a general rule throughout the ages.

Joffrey Baratheon, and his Queen Mother Cersei Lannister, narrowly escaped from the already chaotic North Camp.

Only three minutes after they left the tent where they were staying, Kristen's horse's hooves had already stepped on the collapsed tent beams.

After defeating the only resistance at the door, Krissen's cavalry was in a deserted state.

In fact, it is not quite accurate to say this, because the entire Beida Camp of the Western Army is basically an empty camp now. It is indeed a no-man's land, not just like it.

The cavalry did not have time to stop and light a fire. The people from the West were much more experienced than the people from the Valley. The distance between each tent was very large, and the snow above was not conducive to burning.

Therefore, instead of thanking the underground horses for setting fires, it would be better to trample these tents to pieces with horse hooves.

To Sir Brynden Tully, who rushed to the battlefield, this scene looked like smoke and dust rising in the North Camp of the Western Border, and he didn't know what was going on inside.

They had no way to communicate with Kerrison's headquarters. There were no mobile phones or satellite maps. They had no idea what the friendly forces were doing.

Therefore, Brynden Tully glanced at the three thousand cavalry behind him, hesitated for a while, and ordered them to stop where they were.

At least, you can only fight after you understand clearly. Otherwise, you don't know the status of the enemy and friendly forces now, so you can't just act recklessly.

…

Krissen's cavalry all knew what their goal was before the battle began. Therefore, although there was inevitable chaos in the organization after entering the camp, it didn't matter.

After more than four hundred cavalrymen fought continuously during this period, after Kristen rushed out from the south gate of the Beida Camp, the number of cavalrymen who appeared around him one after another reached four hundred in total.

In other words, from the time they started marching towards the camp of the Western Army until now, in a total of three hours of fighting, they had already paid the price of about a hundred people.

This was the home ground of the Westerners. Kerrison looked at the huge camp. He didn't think that the remaining cavalry comrades trapped in the camp could come out alive.

But since I chose to come with him, of course I was mentally prepared not to go back.

The cavalry has never been a unit used for defense. Its essence is to attack, attack, and then attack again!

He stretched out his hand and broke off a small hand ax that was stuck on the shoulder armor, and threw it on the ground with a slight trace of blood.

This was thrown to him by an old guy with a broken leg. That guy, while he was busy controlling the horse to trample the tent and chase the wounded soldiers who escaped and staggered, he didn't know where he came from. The sharp ax was thrown towards his head.

The whistling flying ax brought with it a strong sound of tearing wind, which was captured by Krissen's demon hunter senses first. Therefore, his intuition on the battlefield saved him.

He subconsciously dodged for a moment, and then, this time, Quen's seal, which was at the end of his strength, exploded instantly, and then, the huge kinetic energy of the ax cut open the armor on his shoulder.

He bit off Krissen's skin slightly, but that was all.

After all, this was not a crossbow bolt fired by a city guard crossbow. The kinetic energy had been exhausted after breaking the Kunen seal and iron armor.

Kerrison was suddenly shocked. He couldn't pull out the ax on the battlefield.

At the first moment, he rushed over on horseback and slit the throat of the old guy who sneaked up on him with his long sword.

After that, he kept carrying the ax until he had to rush out from the south gate to have time to deal with it.

After taking out the ax while taking in the cold air, Kristen glanced at the shoulder armor with a deep hole and shook his head.

He was still careless, as two hearty victories made him feel a little elated.

After everyone else had formed up behind him, Kristen took a deep breath and thought about his next attack plan.

He was not afraid, and if he was afraid, he would not continue to command the army to attack here.

From an unpopular Mandalay side branch, he has now become the representative of Lord Clay, commanding five hundred cavalry all the way to charge into the army. No one can stop him until he reaches this point. Kerrison has long been satisfied.

Even if he dies on the battlefield, his family will definitely receive generous rewards from Master Clay, and there will be at least one knight who will stay.

Therefore, he has nothing to fear.

"My lord, we are now very close to Harrenhal, but the problem is that on our left, Tywin Lannister's golden lion banner appeared, and following him, there were at least a thousand cavalry. .”

"Our men and horses are tired now. We attacked too fast and didn't have much time to rest."

The sentry rider passed on the latest news, and Krissen nodded.

This is an objective fact. They are also human beings, not made of iron. Although they have a particularly disparate exchange ratio due to their indomitable momentum, it is undeniable that they still encountered some problems.

Now, there are two options before them.

First, directly attack the elite soldiers brought by the old lion, and compete with the strongest army in the Western Region to see who is the real hero.

Second, take advantage of the information gap to decisively attack the unsuspecting siege troops under Harrenhal City.

Tywin Lannister is still some distance away from him, and he is not as clear about the status of the battlefield as he is. Also, he doesn't know what Cresson is going to do.

Therefore, Krissen could completely ignore Tywin's troops approaching him and use the time gained from this distance to immediately launch a Western siege army to attack the north gate of Harrenhal.

The layout of their entire army is facing Harrenhal in the south, which is equivalent to exposing their buttocks to themselves. As for whether they can reach their stomachs in one step, it depends on their own abilities.

Kristen frowned in thought.

Both options actually have both benefits and risks.

The first plan is a rare opportunity to catch an old lion with only a thousand guards around him. If he can repeat the previous two victories in one breath.

There is no need to catch the old lion, you just need to chop down the golden lion banner, and then shout things like "Tywin Lannister is dead" everywhere, and the entire Westerland army may collapse.

But this is gambling, and my chances of winning are not high.

The reason why I was able to lead people into battle before was because I had fully armored cavalry and I received equipment bonuses.

But this time, if they were to face off against the old lion's pro-army troops, their side would not have much of an advantage.

I am not sure about the outcome. Even if I win by luck, I am afraid that only one in ten people like me will be able to return alive in the end.

The second option is even more life-threatening.

He only has 400 men in his hands now, and how many Western troops are there to attack the city? There are eight or nine thousand even if there are not ten thousand.

If you get stuck with one foot and don't come out, you will easily be killed by people from the opposite side.

If they want to force the Harrenhal siege troops to stop attacking, they must find a way to hurt them.

In other words, you must not just hit and leave; you must use your own life to attract enough firepower.

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"Lord Clay, our army will reach the outskirts of Harrenhal in three hours. Ser Brynden Tully's troops have already arrived first, but he does not seem to have launched an attack."

Earl Tytos Blackwood came to Clay and told him about the latest battlefield situation.

The fighting was fierce at Harrenhal, and the closest one was Edmure Tully's more than 10,000 people.

After their vanguard arrived, they actually stood aside and fished, which made Clay very angry.

The rest are the remaining 5,000 infantry and cavalry troops led by him. After such a long march, they are about to reach the battlefield.

Finally, there are the 10,000 Mandalay family and the armies of the major families in the north led by Earl Karstark in the north.

This army received the news the latest, and it is estimated that it may have just now. By the time they arrive on the battlefield, the main forces of Clay and Edmure Tully must have been in place long ago.

However, it was useless to put them in Earl Harroway's town. They could do nothing except consume food.

In this case, it would be better to put their lives into the meat grinder of Harrenhal.

"Lord Blackwood, can you tell me the truth? What do you riverlanders think of the king Robb Stark?"

Clay ignored Lord Tytos Blackwood, who looked worried about Brynden Tully, who had not launched an attack, but asked another question.

But this question made Lord Tytos Blackwood suddenly alert.