Game of Thrones Starts with the Lord Blast System

A short horn sounded in Lynn's camp.

The longbowmen on the sentry tower pulled their bowstrings without hesitation, and took the lead to start a large formation against the advancing enemy's central army, and began to shoot violently.

The arrows they shoot will give the main force of the archer regiment they take over, guiding the direction of the main force of the enemy army.

A melodious sound of bowstring tension rang out.

The sky suddenly became gloomy.

The sunlight was blocked by the dense arrows, and the bows and arrows shot innumerable arrows flying into the air, drawing a high arc, and then began to fall rapidly.

A Bolton shield soldier moved a wooden shield from the front to the top of his head, and soon a crossbow arrow had penetrated deeply into the wooden board above his head.

The crossbow arrow plunged into the wooden shield, and the shaft trembled.

When the man was feeling fortunate, another burst of arrows burst through the air, and the arrows were even tighter, covering the entire area above his head.

These arrows mercilessly shrouded him, this is a rain of arrows of despair, he raised his head, stopped slowly, and stared at the countless falling arrows above his head.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

"Pfft!"

The oak shield couldn't completely cover his body at all.

The shield soldier fell straight down, his eyes gradually scattered, and he quickly fell into the arms of the **** of death.

"Prepare!"

"Fill the arrows!"

The longbow corps in the position is constantly drawing bows and shooting arrows. Their shooting is a round of uniform salvos. Every time the rain of arrows is shot, the enemy will feel despair.

The main force of nearly 10,000 skinned infantrymen advancing forward suffered a head-on blow at this moment.

The range of a longbowman is much higher than that of an ordinary crossbowman.

This gave the flayer army a headache.

He could only hope that the archers in his formation would move faster and reach the designated position quickly to organize an effective counterattack.

Moreover, the longbowmen on the sentry tower specially selected those Bolton soldiers with short crossbows to shoot.

Just stop the enemy infantry and hold them for a moment.

So that they can't get reinforcements at the first time, and wait for the heavy armored infantry regiment to eat the enemy's heavy cavalry regiment, then the frontal battlefield will be the world of the heavy armored cavalry that Lynn will send next.

As the real protagonist of this battle, the Heavy Armored Cavalry Regiment was temporarily reorganized into five cavalry battalions of 1,000 people.

"Order Stam to lead the first battalion of the heavy armored cavalry regiment, and you can launch a frontal counterattack! Encircle and suppress the frontal enemy heavy cavalry!"

"The second and third battalions of the heavy cavalry! Immediately start interspersing from the flanks! The messengers, I can convey my meaning more accurately... I don't want any team of enemy armor-piercing crossbowmen to arrive before the battle. The order, also conveyed to Jimenez, let the longbowmen cooperate with them properly!"

"Follow your orders! Your lord!"

A messenger bowed and led the way, and Lin En gave the next battle orders in an orderly manner without changing his face.

"Order the 4th Battalion of the Heavy Armored Cavalry Regiment to attack the White Harbor Cavalry Regiment on the right!"

"The cavalry position of the Fifth Battalion is on standby!"

After Lin En finished speaking, he pondered for a moment, and then said: "In addition... send a sentry team to inform the northern light cavalry regiment to prepare for a scattered interception and defeat."

The messengers under the arrow tower received the latest instructions from the lord on the arrow tower, and they scattered all over the camp.

When Lynn issued a series of orders.

The morale of the sergeants in the army was extremely high, because these orders indicated that they were about to win the battle, and the confidence of the Lord Lord was quickly spread to the whole army.

At this time, the White Harbor soldiers sent by the Mandalay family were following the skinned army to the east.

The garrison commander of White Harbor, Sir Maron Mandalay, was standing on a slightly higher **** with Willis Mandalay's horses.

At this moment, his eyelids opened and closed, beating constantly.

The distance is too far to see what is going on at the front of the battlefield.

All he knew was that the flayer's heavy cavalry was the first to break into Lynn's camp.

The screams and roars there were so terrifying that the scalp felt numb.

The obvious fact is that the flayer's heavy cavalry did not break through Lynn's front line of defense immediately, but at the forefront of the battlefield, the two sides were strangled together.

This is not a good phenomenon.

"Huh!"

A strong wind blew from a distance, and a piece of dust fell on the top of Marlon Mandalay's head. He turned his head along the wind and saw a group of black figures rushing out from both sides of the dense forest in the east. Some began to sprint towards the front of the flayers.

The other two moved slowly to both sides of the frontal battlefield.

Another branch seems to be heading towards its own side.

It was Lynn's heavy-armored cavalry regiment, each of which consisted of hundreds of thousands of cavalry regiments.

There are many spears, and there are many armors.

It was only at this time that Willis Mandalay, the new city lord of White Harbor next to Marlon Mandalay, realized that Lynn's war horse was not buried in the pit, and everything was Lynn's conspiracy.

The heavy-armored cavalry that suddenly sprang out of the dense forest made a shocking appearance at this moment.

Let the people who found them, whether it was the skinner or the Baigang people, felt a burst of heartbeat.

"That's the heavy cavalry! Lynn's heavy cavalry has been hiding in the woods..."

The frightened Willis Mandler seemed to feel his big tongue when he spoke. He hurriedly leaned to one side and moved to the middle of the saddle to prevent his fat body from falling off the horse.

After he retracted his face to the shields of the two knights in front of him, it seemed that he could avoid the heavy cavalry that locked his sight.

Marlon Mandalay, the commander of the White Harbor garrison, watched the heavy cavalry come out of the woods, and now they have begun to accelerate slowly.

He shouted to the White Harbor garrison beside him, "Prepare to defend, that cavalry is coming for us."

The sound of the heavy horse's hooves stepping on the ground is loud, which means that the opponent is pounced on the heavily armored cavalry. If you don't set up an army quickly and let the spearmen step forward, the heavy cavalry covered with iron will come here. The white port soldiers stepped into mud.

Willis Mandalay's pupils dilated, his voice trembling, "We should get out of here now."

"What about our cavalry!? Let the cavalry come forward to block it."

Marlon Mandalay also felt a little strange when he heard the words. The White Harbor cavalry disappeared under the leadership of Sir Wendell Mandalay.

If there is no cavalry to come forward to block, then you must form a defensive formation to block, otherwise when those heavy cavalry press over, they will die very ugly.

"Get out of here, hurry up! I want to get out of here!"

"Marlon Mandalay, you stop them here!"

Willis Mandalay roared with a vibrato in his voice, then pulled the reins with all his might, turning the 'White Duke' who was sitting down, and staggeringly turned into the high slopes behind him, his legs were slightly Soft and almost unable to hold the horse's belly.

When he heard the hundreds of thousands of heavy horse hooves behind him relentlessly knocking on the ground, the faint sound of thunder gradually grew into a deafening rumble.

He knew that the heavily armored cavalry team had already started a full sprint.

Willis Mandler hurriedly put his legs on the horse's belly, the warhorse shook his head and snorted, let go of his hooves and started running towards White Harbor City.

The outside of the city is simply a tragic slaughterhouse. He doesn't want to be one of the slaughtered members, and now he just wants to return to the city and escape!

Why is Lynn's army so strong? Is it really the army in the north?

As he ran, he turned his head to pay attention to the situation behind him.

In the frontal battlefield not far away, Lynn's heavily armored cavalry had already begun to sweep through the messy skinned army that had been hit by arrows.

The two thousand-man heavily armored cavalry of the second and third battalions are like two staggered torrents, sweeping the earth with an unrivaled attitude.

The cavalrymen interspersed vertically and horizontally, scrambling to tear open one after another in the various armies of the skinned people.

Wherever the torrents swept through, there were all sorrows and countless casualties.

Willis Mandalay, who was looking out for the wind, felt hopeless, and Roose Bolton was also trembling.

The main army was killed and injured heavily in the few rounds of arrow rain just now before they could fight directly with the enemy.

Looking at Lynn's heavy armored cavalry regiment, they began to be invincible in the battle group.

Ruth Bolton resented and cursed in his heart, eight generations of Willis Mandalay's ancestors.

The clenched fist was so hard that the knuckles creaked.

With grim eyes, he raised his shining long sword over the top, and shouted out his clan language to the only remaining 500-strong guard cavalry team: "My blade is still sharp! Kill me!"

Following his roar, the guards and the heavily armored cavalry behind him also roared.

The roaring sound was soon drowned out by the thunderous hoofs. Although he was still shouting, the slogan at this time was just for himself to be brave.

The second battalion of heavy-armored cavalry, which was rampaging in the great formation, soon found another brightly-armored cavalry team running wildly from a distance.

The 2nd Battalion of the Heavy Armored Cavalry just stopped slowly from the last round of charging, and began to regroup on the periphery of the battlefield~www.wuxiahere.com~ lined up and reorganized!

Charge and raise the spear again!

Then he started to charge fearlessly towards the heavy cavalry regiment of the Bolton family.

When the war horse is galloping, there is no way out for both convenience!

The heavy cavalry that opened up the battle will start soon!

The war horses are staggered! Shadows staggered!

The terrifying sound of bones breaking and the tragic neighing of the warhorses caused the entire battlefield to change color.

Cavalry and cavalry often form a melee situation.

The cavalry of the two sides met, staggered into the opponent's line, slowed down and met the nearby enemy cavalry.

At this time, the rider's control of the horse and the use of melee weapons determine the outcome of melee combat.

However, for two heavy cavalry to flank a heavy cavalry, the outcome is not so unpredictable.

The symphony of gold and iron resounded through the sky.

A group of White Harbor cavalrymen seized the opportunity to fight a **** path from behind the chaotic battlefield, and crashed into the side of the Bolton Family Guard Cavalry Regiment, which had been slowed down by the impact.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the stump and the broken arm flew in the air.

When all the generals suffered such a tragic ending, no matter how many subordinates he had, he would lose faith in victory in an instant.

Xiao Bopi stood on the wall of Baigang City Wall, looking pale at the tragic scene outside the city.

And behind him, Sir Wendell Mandler, surrounded by several knights, the sun shone on his round face, and his thick brown beard twitched slightly.

Gently relieved.