Chapter 329 Teleportation Magic, Kaho’s Fall

A hundred cavalrymen from Kaho City attacked the Wild Hunting army in the wind and snow without even turning over a splash.

It's not that they are not brave enough, nor is their combat effectiveness worrying.

In fact, if it is under normal conditions.

For example, in a large plain like the Reach, where the two sides square off and fight to the death, the casualties of the Wild Hunt army will definitely be much higher than they are now.

At least the swap ratio won't be so ugly.

However, with the cold magic and the home advantage of the blizzard, the Wild Hunt army used hounds to attack, frightening the Karstarks' horses.

Then, the infantrymen wearing fine armor stabbed the bodies of the cavalry on horseback with sharp long knives from the wind and snow.

His sight was obscured by the blizzard, but his sight was attracted by the ferocious looking hound.

Just one wave of attacks reduced the number of these one hundred cavalrymen by one-third.

Morale collapsed in an instant.

The Northerners can fight with any army of the Seven Kingdoms that outnumbers them. They are brave and will fight to the death.

But for things they don't understand and can bring fear to them, they retreat faster than anyone else.

Then, there was the collapse.

Harion Karstark tried to rally the remaining troops, but before he could shout, a general from the Wild Hunt knocked him off his horse with a heavy warhammer.

died on the spot.

There is no need to elaborate on what happened next.

After defeating the northern cavalry, the Wild Hunt army did not choose to attack the nearby southeastern castle of Kaho City.

They didn't want to wear such heavy armor to chew on the city wall.

The goal of these guys is the godswood forest outside Kahuo City.

There, an ancient weirwood tree of the Three-Eyed Raven is the magical node of this area.

As long as that place is destroyed, the walls of Kahuo City will not be anything to be afraid of.

As the defenders of Kaho City, they don't know all this.

After all, when war comes, who will have time to protect a tree?

of course not.

Seeing the enemy finally revealing his true face in the blizzard, the defenders on the city wall held their breath one by one.

They have never seen such an enemy.

They don't know the depth, so they don't dare to act rashly.

However, with this hesitation, Kaho City missed their only hope of comeback in this war:

Do everything you can to stop the Wild Hunt's army from approaching the weirwood tree in the godswood.

But they didn't.

So, in an almost military parade-like manner, the defenders of Kaho City stared dumbfoundedly at the Wild Hunting army, which rushed under the city wall like a sharp black arrow and directly entered the sacred forest. middle.

"What...are they doing?"

Captain Pence muttered.

No one answered him, because the entire Kaho City did not know the answer to this question.

Finally reacting, Captain Pence yelled:

"Quick! Send ravens to Winterfell quickly and tell them what's going on here."

We must inform Winterfell of this situation as soon as possible and invite the army there to come.

Being able to instantly defeat one hundred of his own cavalry allowed Captain Pence to have an infinitely higher assessment of the combat effectiveness of these enemies who didn't even know their details.

Although they look like humans.

But Captain Pence knew very well that there was no such style of armor in the entire Westeros.

Moreover, the things following these armored infantry were definitely... definitely not any kind of creature he knew.

Danger, extreme danger!

That was Captain Pence's instinct.

Right now, he couldn't care less about the fact that Harion Karstark had died, which normally would have been a huge change.

His mind was running rapidly, and the only thing he was thinking about was how to defend Kaho City.

He never believed that these guys would just raid the village and then go into the godswood to see the scenery.

Their target must still be the Kahor City of the Karstark family.

The bachelor received the order from the soldier. At this time, there was no time to think carefully about how to write this letter.

He wrote whatever the soldiers described.

As long as the meaning is conveyed, his mission is completed.

Soon, a letter that was not rigorous at all and was very colloquial was tied to Raven's leg.

With a flutter of flutters, the raven flapped its wings and flew towards Winterfell.

The distance from Cahor City to Winterfell would take a well-trained raven one day to fly.

Captain Pans really didn't know if he could wait for reinforcements from Winterfell.

Just leave it to fate.

…

Through the eyes of the crow, Brynden Rivers saw clearly the response of Kaho City.

There was still the familiar incompetent rage.

He really wished he was the defender of Kahuo City.

In his opinion, isn't this obvious? These servants of the Cold God must be targeting the weirwood trees that he has longed for.

Why don't you know how to protect your beliefs?

However, no matter what he thought or how angry he was, he could only watch helplessly as the Wild Hunt army rushed into the godswood, and then, with a clear goal, came directly under his own weirwood tree.

Branches from other trees were cut and piled in a large circle near the trunk of the weirwood.

What started as a small flame soon grew into a raging flame that consumed the entire weirwood tree.

Brynden Rivers, far away in Winterfell, slowly closed his eyes.

He knew that this node would definitely come to an end.

Once this node falls, it means that the servants of the Cold God have secured a piece of land in the north.

Of course, this is from His perspective.

Clay Mandler must be notified.

The Three-Eyed Crow knew that the current situation could no longer be solved by him, a green seer who was not good at fighting.

What to do, shake people quickly.

One day later, Brynden Rivers finally received a letter asking for help from Kaho City.

Although the above content is written confusingly.

After all, you can't expect an uneducated soldier to explain the whole story to you in a clear and logical manner.

But the Three-Eyed Crow knew what was going on even without looking.

So, soon, in the halls of Winterfell.

The commander of the Winterfell Guards, Sir Roderick, and Lord Gilbert Glover, the commander of the garrison sent by Clay, came here together.

Bran Stark, as Lord of Winterfell, invited them over.

Sir Roderick didn't know, but Count Gilbert Glover knew very well that the boy in his early ten years must be eyeing the army in his hands.

After all, they have the strongest force in Winterfell, and even in the entire Northern Territory.

He still doesn't know what happened in Caho City.

After all, he was only stationed here and did not take over the military administration of Winterfell.

He is not Clay Manderly, who dares to directly overturn the Stark family's table.

In the hall, Bran Stark was the only one sitting at the long table.

Catelyn Tully, the mistress of Winterfell, does not appear here.

In fact, both of them had heard that the young master of Winterfell was a... child with a strong desire for power.

The eldest son died in the South, and the heartbroken Catelyn Tully met a son whose temperament changed drastically.

The woman's weakness made her continue to give in, and eventually, she ended up in the current situation where she completely withdrew from the Winterfell discourse system.

All affairs in Winterfell are decided by the young master Bran Stark.

Moreover, the amazing thing is that this child in his early ten years actually did it in an orderly manner without any omissions. He looked as if he was experienced in this way.

Although it is a strange thing, the superstitious people in the north regard this phenomenon as the Stark family's compensation for this ancient family after they lost two capable masters one after another.

Therefore, Bran Stark's situation forms a strange balance in this strange state.

After all, in this land where the power of the old gods has a profound influence, no one dares to object easily if it is considered to have the approval of the gods.

"Lord Stark, I wonder if you called us here for something?"

For one thing, the Bran Stark in front of him is just a child who has not grown up in Earl Glover's stereotype.

Secondly, although he was the old master before and may be the same in the future, he is here to garrison on behalf of Clay Manderly after all.

Therefore, when it comes to speaking, this attitude cannot be set too low.

After all, times have changed, things have changed, and everyone's position is different from before.

Sir Roderick also nodded, he also wanted to know the answer to this question.

There was a sophisticated light in his young eyes.

Brynden Rivers knew that he could not hesitate at this time.

"Earl, I know that you have always been loyal to the Stark family."

As soon as he spoke, the expressions of the other two people present changed slightly.

In the current situation, the princes in the north are actually a little confused as to who they should be loyal to.

After all, Clay didn't do anything to the Stark family.

They are still the Dukes of the North.

It's just that in the middle, a fresh king with greater authority was added.

After thinking about it, Gabbert Glover decided to listen to what this kid had to say.

So he nodded:

"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke, the Glover family is still a member of the North."

Brynden Rivers certainly knew what that meant.

But He is not qualified to ask for anything more.

"You two, please read this letter."

After handing over the confusing letter asking for help from Kaho City, the two people in charge of the military were confused and didn't know what Brynden Rivers meant.

After opening it and reading it, Sir Roderick frowned and said:

"This...should not have been written directly by someone from the Karstark family."

This tone, this tone, it's hard to believe that it could be expressed by a person with an aristocratic education.

Brynden Rivers said how would I know.

He didn't answer this sentence and turned to look at Earl Gilbert Glover who was silent at the side.

After all, how powerful are the Winterfell Guards?

The only ones who can really resist the army of Cold God's servants are the soldiers in this hand who have experienced the battlefield.

"Earl Glover, I hope you can send troops and, together with Sir Roderick, rush to the rescue of Kaho City immediately."

Brynden Rivers didn't want to wait any longer.

He doesn't care whether the Karstark family dies or not, but every time a weirwood tree is missing and a node collapses, his power will weaken.

But on the surface, He also added a special sentence for this identity:

"After all, Earl Karstark is currently helping His Majesty Clay Manderly to attack the valley. If he knows that his home fortress is about to fall, the morale of the troops on the front line will be unstable."

This was actually a threat, but it didn't explicitly threaten Earl Glover himself.

This time, Galbert Glover was cornered.

He knew that Bran Stark was coercing him into submission, but he had to admit that what this kid said made some sense.

The nobles in Westeros have always put their family first and then their country.

Therefore, once Rickard Karstark, who leads the troops on the front line, knows that his home base has been kicked, he doesn't know what trouble will happen.

To be fair, if it were his Glover family's Deepwood Castle, his reaction would be the same.

Moreover, wasn’t Clay Mandler sending himself here just to maintain stability in the North?

Although it was explained before, the main defense directions are north and west.

Now that something happened in Kahuo City in the east, theoretically, the five thousand people in his hands have direct responsibility for rescue.

After weighing for a long time, Earl Gilbert Glover gritted his teeth and nodded:

"Okay, but I will inform Twin River City immediately about the situation here."

Brynden Rivers nodded indifferently.

Of course, He wanted Clay Mandler to know about this as soon as possible.

Anyway, it would be difficult to defend the northern territory on his own.

If we lose a few more nodes, we might have to push it to Winterfell.

…

No matter how anxious Brynden Rivers is here, from Winterfell to Cahor City, in such a desolate land in the north, troops are not dispatched immediately with an order.

The distance is too far, whether it is infantry or cavalry, it is impossible to reach it in one day.

Therefore, weapons, personnel, logistics and food must be prepared.

Otherwise, it’s just a slap in the face and you’ll starve to death halfway through.

Before that, outside Kahuo City, in the godswood forest, the weirwood tree that had put most of the people in Kahuo City to sleep had been completely charred and cracked.

The moment its vitality disappears, the Old God's monitoring ability here ceases to exist.

As the power of the old gods faded, this seemingly unclaimed land could no longer restrict the Wild Hunt army's use of magic.

As a result, when night fell, an internal blasting operation was launched against Kaho City.

Teleport gates opened one after another outside the city. Although the specific situation inside the city was not known, some teleport gates did not open well, leading to various unexpected situations.

But most of the Wild Hunt warriors were still successfully teleported to an open place.

They had never been to Kahuo City. After getting lost for a short time, they quickly launched a sudden attack in the night towards the Kahuo City defenders who were completely unresponsive.

Suddenly, screams echoed throughout the castle.

No one except the Wild Hunt knew how they allowed these many people to invade the castle at once.

The defenders of Kahuo City can swear to the old and new gods that these guys definitely did not climb over the wall and enter Kahuo City under their noses.

The bell rang.

Caught off guard, many people have no idea where the enemy is.

Together with the chaos, resisting the attack becomes a very difficult thing.

The goal of the Wild Hunt army is very clear. First, surround and kill the main defenders on the city wall. Then, while it is dark and the opponent does not know the situation, they can cause as much damage as possible.

After all, this is the opponent's home court. If they don't take advantage as soon as possible, the street fighting during the day will cost them a lot of blood.

And obviously, they value the lives of their own people very much and will not waste them on such a battlefield.

Otherwise, they would not be able to maintain their plundering of world after world.

In itself, their family has difficulty in having children, and one of them dies.

Otherwise, why would they go to such trouble? It would be over if they simply attack the city with ants. Anyway, Kahuo City only has a few hundred defenders.

The fierce battle in Kaho City lasted all night.

Captain Pence died in the battle, and most of the defenders suffered casualties.

All two city gates fell, and the participating troops were trapped in the weapons depot and the family fortress to resist.

If it weren't for the fact that the Wild Hunt army wasn't very interested in human women due to racial issues, Kaho City would have been a hell on earth.

However, according to this momentum.

Before the Winterfell army can sense it, the last two strongholds will definitely not be defended.

Therefore, it can be said that Kaho City has actually fallen.

Resistance is worthy of praise.

Be it tragic or desolate.

Not many people pay attention to it anymore.

After all, more wars are about to break out.

For example, the more powerful Wild Hunt army and the reinforcements coming from Winterfell.

The navigator Caran Hill, holding an ice sapphire iron rod, looked at the fleeing black crow in the sky.

He knew that those were the eyes of the gods before here.

But it doesn't matter, he is not afraid.

The gods here are too weak!