Game of Thrones Starts with the Lord Blast System

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No one would be kind enough to observe a moment of silence for Gilles Ross, Earl of Rosby City, at least not the Warriors.

Varg Hoot stepped aside and rode on a country road. The deputy commander of the Warriors, nicknamed "The Pious" Uswick, was on the right, and Shagvi, nicknamed "The Clown", was on the left. They brought more than 300 warriors. The cavalry of the blood troupe soon came to the outside of Rosby City.

The meaning of Rosby City, as the name suggests, is the home of the Rosby family.

It is located less than thirty miles along the northern coast of King's Landing, and is a shortcut from King's Landing to Dusk Valley Town. The actual appearance of Rosby City is not as rich as the name.

It is said to be a castle, but it is actually just a village surrounded by wooden fences, and there are huts made of wood strips everywhere.

Because the territory belongs to the king's territory, and it has not been affected by the war for a long time, the residents of the village and town are still relatively prosperous, and it is said that a lot of food for winter is also stored.

Varg Hort led the cavalry to the front of the castle, and shouted at the sluggish guard on the wooden door: "Let your earl come out and open the door to meet him."

Gales was able to become an earl, thanks to his second wife and the fact that the territory was close enough to King's Landing.

His wife's aunt was Lady Tanda Stockworth, and he was also Tanda Stockworth's third cousin, otherwise he was just a territorial knight now.

Looking at the menacing warrior group outside, the guard was frightened, and immediately retracted his sticking head back to the wooden fence, and hurriedly reported to the lord's mansion.

But it didn't take long for the guard to leave, and Varg Hoot and his cavalry of the Warriors lost their patience.

Wag Hoot saw that the wooden city gate in front of him was very fragile, and also saw that the guards on the wooden city were all frightened cowards.

He immediately ordered the deputy commander Uswick: "Let all brothers put on their helmets and put down their masks. Be careful of arrows in the melee."

Uswick rode to the rear of the group to give orders.

The clown, who was never used to wearing helmets, quickly put on his helmet and said with a grin, "I like the location of this castle, it's so close to King's Landing, and I don't have to worry about not being able to afford a house and brutally stabbed to death. A passing snail."

At this moment, on the high wall, a trembling old man stuck his head out.

The old man's face was blue and red due to the violent running. He coughed violently for a while, and then shouted with difficulty: "Cough... I am the lord of Rosby City, don't fight, we are willing to offer food and open the door. Let you in, and me... ahem me... allegiance to Lord Tywin..."

With a swoosh, the crossbow shot out in response, the earl of Rosby City coughed and shouted, and the arrow fell to the high wall.

Wag Holt looked at the clown holding the crossbow in the direction of the arrow, and he scolded angrily: "Bastard, didn't you hear him say he wants to open the door?"

The clown said aggrieved: "I hate coughing."

And the deputy commander behind him, Uswick, had already turned around on horseback at this moment, and shouted loudly.

"Long live the blood troupe, kill!"

Immediately afterwards, a shower of arrows covered the high wall. Several cross-archers who were in shock on the city wall fell to the ground one after another.

The Warriors team roared forward.

"Enemy attack! Fight back!"

The guards on the high wall have also reacted from the sluggishness, and some people began to shout.

Then came the whistling horn sound, which came from the big wooden door.

The guards inside were still assembling in a hurry.

There was already the sound of horses' hooves outside, and it was thunderous.

More than 300 war horses began to accelerate and sprint. On the high wall, more than a dozen crossbowmen shot their probes, but they were just probed, and they were quickly covered with a dense rain of arrows from the horse archers outside.

Another scream rang out.

The cavalry of the warrior regiment shot arrows while running, covering the high wall indiscriminately.

No one dares to stand up on the high wall, but there are still arrows shot from it. Some are shot from the shooting arrow holes, and some use the bow and arrow to listen to the sound to identify the position. Different probes can also shoot high-throw arcs to hinder the siege. cavalry.

However, this ignition power was like scratching a hole in the cavalry of the fully-armed warrior regiment. The cavalry in the front row raised the kite oak shield, which could almost block most of these arrow-like distant strikes.

Soon, the vanguard of the Warriors in the front row had rushed to the high wall.

All the people hung their bows and put on lances. The long lances several feet long were tucked under their armpits.

The clown, who was charging on horseback behind the vanguard, shouted openly to the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, "Aha! Charge and break the door, I like it."

Because of the mask, the clown's voice sounded a little out of tune, and the half-smiling voice was sharp and hoarse, very strange.

The deputy commander of the vanguard, Uswick, raised the gun flag high and shouted in front: "The wooden door is not strong, the warrior group will charge me, and the cowardly will die."

Amidst the roar of hooves, the vanguards of the warrior regiment all looked hideous, and at the same time let out a roaring shout.

"charge!"

The cavalry kicked the spurs violently together, and the horses galloped forward in pain.

When the warhorse was about to hit the wooden door, the vanguard of the Warriors again shouted with all their strength.

"Long Live the Warriors!"

Shouting is used to strengthen courage, but it does not change a basic fact.

No matter how fragile the wooden door of the castle is, it cannot be broken down by a few cavalry, so the moment the leading cavalry slammed into the wooden door, people roared and neighed, spraying out strong and bright red.

First, the war horse's brain burst, and then the huge lance in the hands of the cavalry made a cracking sound.

Then, the vanguard cavalry of the warrior regiment was hit by the wooden door in an instant because of strong resistance.

The wooden door only vibrated twice under the first round of impact.

However, the second and third rounds of impact that followed didn't wait for the wooden door to stop from the tremor, and slammed forward again like a pendulum warhammer.

After three rounds of impact, the fragile single-layer clapboard wooden door could no longer be squeezed by more force, and fell into the castle with a bang.

Behind the wooden door, the Rosby family guards watched row after row of cavalry roaring, and none of the cavalry rushing to the front of them lost control and turned, their fleshly bodies wrapped in iron armor, slammed into the wooden door without fear. Scenes.

Almost all of them were terrified.

This team of cavalry, who do not go to the end of the battle at all, shouting the slogan of the notorious warrior regiment, slammed into their heads one by one in front of them, I am afraid that anyone with a poor mental quality will be punished. Terrified.

Boom!

There was a loud bang of the wooden door falling.

The ground at the city gate trembled as the gray dust splashed, and dozens of horse knights cavalry stepped on the corpses left by the vanguard without hesitation and rushed into the castle.

The lance had already been thrown away, the long sword was in hand, and in front of it was a messy slaughter field. The small group of patrolling and guarding troops were defeated at the slightest contact, the wounded screamed, and the living fled for their lives.

The cavalry team that followed, quickly divided into multiple groups, and began to run wildly in the streets of the castle. Wherever the horses passed, the living were silent.

Some cavalrymen didn't even know where they ignited the torches. They held the swords in their right hands and the torches in the left. They slaughtered and set fire to the city.

Screams rang out.

The clown led a cavalry team of the Warriors along the Central Avenue, sweeping all the way, and soon, the straw roofs of dozens of wooden houses along the street were set on fire.

The fire blazed into the sky, and the smoke billowed.

As the people shouted the neigh, the head of the blood troupe, Wag Holt, led his cavalry guards, and swung his sword to chop off the head of a shadow in front of him. When the head flew up, his hand had already restrained the reins of the war horse.

The war horse stopped, and he looked up at the gate of the tall lord's mansion in front of him, sneering again and again.

All the villages and towns occupied by the warriors have always had only one end of looting and massacres. The survivors of the vanguard of the warriors in each siege battle have the right to share the most treasures in the massacre and enjoy the most treasures in the noble mansion. beautiful woman.

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