Chapter 45 Impact, impact, impact

The ground was shaking.

The first to launch the attack were the Dornish cavalry. These light cavalrymen riding low sand warhorses trotted all the way as soon as they stood still, slowly moving towards the center of the infantry.

Earl Tully looked at the cavalry led by Aslan Longdel on the other side. After confirming that they did not attack because the Dornish cavalry moved, he breathed a sigh of relief. The nobles around him who were also from the West Frontier looked at Earl Tully with some doubt.

"Lord Donald, aren't we going to attack?"

Earl Tully rolled his eyes at the stupid nobleman who only had muscles but no brains. "Can you outrun the Dornish light cavalry, or do you want to experience the feeling of being hung by javelins and horse archery?"

Unexpectedly, the young people from the East were more familiar with the Dornish cavalry's fighting style than these locals who had been fighting with the Dornish for many years. Earl Tully couldn't help but improve his evaluation of Longzel's retainers. He was very familiar with the Dornish cavalry tactics. The Dornish sand horses were not as tall as those in the Stormlands and the Riverlands, but they were lighter and faster. This made the Dornish love light cavalry. They did not put armor on their horses, and the cavalry often chose lighter armor. If it was a head-on charge, the cavalry in the Borderlands could suppress the Dornish cavalry, but the Dornish preferred to pull the northern knights out of the range of infantry cover, and use their own high mobility to throw javelins or shoot arrows at the northern knights. This was also an important tactic for the Dornish cavalry to compete with the better-equipped Andal knights.

Dornish cavalry began to speed up, and these cavalrymen holding spears or scimitars howled and charged at the infantry line.

But the cavalry on both wings still did not move.

"Set up your spears, set up your spears." The people in charge of the central army were Earl Edric Dondarrion and Amos Fezel. At this time, the two of them had a tacit division of labor. Edric was responsible for concentrating the spearmen in the infantry and setting up a spear defense line in front of the central army. Amos Fezel summoned all the longbowmen and archers in the infantry.

The javelins and bows of the Dorne cavalry arrived, but unfortunately the distance was a bit far, and these javelins and arrows fell lightly in front of the infantry line.

"Shoot!"

The longbowmen and archers in the infantry responded to them. The longbowmen in the borderland were no less accurate than the archers in the riverland, and even stronger. They made longbows with yew wood, just to shoot arrows at the heads of their enemies for thousands of years.

The Dornish cavalry dispersed instantly, and the dense rain of arrows fell to the ground, only shooting down a few Dornish light cavalry, but the scattered Dornish cavalry could not do anything to the three-layer spear line of the Borderland spearmen. Several Dornish cavalrymen who rushed faster were directly knocked off the horseback by the first row of infantry holding 20-foot spears. Even their horses only broke a few spears and were pierced with several blood holes on the spot by the 12-foot spears of the second and third rows. Seeing this, the remaining cavalry could only rein in their horses urgently to prevent themselves from crashing into them.

The earth was shaking.

Of course, there were also a few unlucky ones on the infantry side who were nailed to the ground with javelins by the charging Dornish cavalry.

"Retreat." Seeing that the Borderland cavalry was not pulled out, Earl Tolan was so angry that his teeth were itching, but the Dornish cavalry had lost the offensive formation, and continuing to charge into the infantry formation that far exceeded its own number was courting death. Next to him was the only remaining member of the Weir family, Wylan Weir. When Weir City was burned, he was scouting outside with his cavalry and escaped.

The Dornish cavalry relied on their faster horses to break away from the infantry line.

"Spearmen charge, we can't let the Dornish bastards break away from the line." Earl Edric saw the Dornish cavalry regrouping and immediately realized what would happen. He slapped his warhorse and urged the spearmen to lay down their spears and charge at the cavalry.

"Lord Tolan, the cavalry of the borderland has been dispatched." A noble knight of the Uller family suddenly pointed, and Earl Tolan turned his head and saw that the cavalry wearing silver heavy armor was leading the way, followed by a large number of cavalry from the borderland, and they had immediately rushed to the back of the Dornish cavalry.

"Why so fast?"

"They are on the high ground." Wylan Weir understood at a glance why the cavalry of the borderland moved quickly. "Lord Tolan, we must meet up with the infantry as soon as possible."

"I know." Earl Tolan turned his horse's head immediately. But the same rumble was getting closer from the other side. "Seven layers of hell, damn Tully."

The green banner of the Striding Hunters was unfurled in the wind. Lord Tully was leading the way, holding the greatsword "Broken Heart". The knights from the West March inherited the fine traditions of the Reach. Most of them were equipped with beautiful plate armor and equipped with several weapons.

Only then did Lord Tolan realize how stupid it was to concentrate his cavalry and prepare to break away. Lord Tully's heavy cavalry smashed into the Dornish cavalry like a heavy hammer.

A Dornish cavalryman immediately turned his horse's head and prepared to fight, but his chest exploded and he flew off the horse, with scattered wood chips flying. The knight who had just stabbed him threw away his broken lance, drew his long sword and rushed into the cavalry, slashing left and right. Lord Tully, holding Broken Heart, cut off the head of a Dornish cavalryman with a sword, and when he raised his head, he saw a knight from the Jordain family rushing towards him with a spear. Lord Tully squeezed his horse's belly and raised his greatsword. The sharp Valyrian steel sword directly cut off the enemy's spear. The next person to be cut off was the Dornish knight. The hot blood didn't even leave a mark on the greatsword.

The cavalry led by Aslan Longdel also completed the cutting of the Dornish cavalry. The young knight in silver armor waved his Valyrian steel sword "Lion King", and also killed one by one. The Dornish armor, whether it was inlaid with gold scales or chain mail, could not survive a round under the Valyrian steel sword.

"Evacuate, evacuate!" Earl Tolan raised his mace, shouted and squeezed his horse's belly to flee to the south, and then ran into Harrod Selmy, the young master of the Selmy family. The short and strong young knight also raised his mace to meet him, and blocked the hammer of the elderly Earl Tolan with one hammer. Earl Tolan's center of gravity was unstable and he almost fell off the horse. The old earl had no time to react at all. Harrod Selmy's mace fell down, and the enamel swallowing tail green dragon on the breastplate cracked with a click. Earl Tolan was hit by the hammer and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and rolled off the horse directly.

"I surrender."

Before he could say the word "surrender", a horse that had lost its master came over from the side, stepped on Earl Tolan several times and took Harlo's horse away. Poor Harlo watched his contribution disappear under the horse's hoof.

Wylan Weir on the other side also ran into his opponent, and Aslan came to him personally with the Lion King. Wylan saw at a glance that the sword in Aslan's hand was not ordinary. He did not dare to fight, but Aslan's sword was already in front of him.

Wylan was beheaded by a sword before he could even say a word.

Watching the defeat of his own cavalry, Earl Uller grinned with red eyes, and the Uller family knights next to him looked at the head of the family with a different look.

Thinking that their heir was still normal, several knights of the Uller family had quietly retreated, wanting to leave the battlefield as soon as possible. Then they saw a scene that they would never forget.

Wormisoar descended from the sky, and a dragon flame hit the Dornish team like a waterfall. The raging flames continued to extend to the back of the team. The peasant soldiers in the front row without armor wailed and fell to the ground, gradually turning into ashes in the flames. The fully armored infantry in the back row were also wailing, and the iron or copper armor slowly melted under the flames, taking their masters with them.

The crazy Earl Uller was overturned by his flaming mount and fell into the wall of fire created by Wormisoar. Even the knights who were chasing the Dornish cavalry in front could hear his painful howls clearly.

Silver Wing flew from another direction, and the same column of fire poured down, crossing with the wall of fire created by his brother, and another long line of fire crossed the Dornish infantry formation.

The Dornish infantry collapsed. The two dragons crossed in the air, constantly pouring flames on the earth, and the walls of fire burned fiercely in the crowd, and the Dornish were cut into pieces by the flames.

The wailing sound spread all over the battlefield.

And the knights of the Borderland will bring the mercy of strangers to the Dornishmen in the sea of ​​fire.

Earl Tully and Aslan gave up strangling the last wave of fleeing Dornish light cavalry, and led the cavalry to charge the collapsed Dornish infantry.

The early morning sun slowly rose, and the sunlight sprinkled on the dry fields.

The flames gradually extinguished, leaving only ashes and corpses.

The green dragon flag of the Tolan family turned into ashes in the flames, the interlaced flame flag of the Uller family was broken to only a flagpole, the Weir family completely disappeared in the dragon flame, and the green checkered feather pen flag of the Jordain family was dirty and damaged.

Jacaerys and Luthris tried to distinguish these captured flags, and Wormithor and Silver Wing fell aside to enjoy the roasted horse meat and human flesh.

This meal was enough for Wormithor and Silver Wing to stop hunting for a long time.

"Your Highness." Lord Edric Dondarrion walked to Longzel, who was drinking water, holding a small notebook. "It has been confirmed that Earl Tolan and Earl Uller are both dead. We have won a great victory in this battle." Edric's face was indescribably happy. He finally avenged his son.

"Thank you, Lord Dondarrion." Longzel nodded and stood up with the water bag. "Everyone has worked hard. When we return to Dragon's Nest, I will hold a celebration banquet for everyone. I will reward all those who have made contributions here."

"Long live Prince Longzel!"

A soldier holding the head of a Dorne cavalryman immediately stood up and shouted.

Then there were layers of waves of sound, and finally even the two princes couldn't help shouting "Long live Prince Longzel!"

The two dragons roared to the sky at the same time, as if they were also celebrating the victory.

The big sand dunes.

The morning sun caressed the broken golden spear through the sun flag.

There were dead bodies and wailing war horses everywhere, all of which indicated that a fierce battle had taken place here the night before.

"It's a pity that we didn't catch that son of a bitch, Keoren." Although Lewen Yronwood complained, his face was full of smiles. Tigaro followed him and looked coldly at the corpses all over the ground.

After confirming that Earl Fowler's troops had not moved, but instead sent a part of them back to defend Tianji City, Lewen resolutely decided to fight. He led 1,500 cavalrymen to set off immediately and arrived at the Great Sand Dunes at night.

It's a pity that Keoren still has a set of military management. After the camp roar caused by the cavalry's night attack, he was able to gather hundreds of remnants and evacuate calmly. Earl Lewen failed to complete his success in one battle.

But the army that the Martell family had worked hard to gather was disbanded. Keoren barely gathered more than 1,000 people after retreating dozens of miles in embarrassment.

The Sun was defeated.

Dorne's sky fell.

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