Game of Thrones: Attack on the North Wolf

Chapter 109 Annihilation (six thousand chapters)
boom!
Theon was dejected, and was imprisoned in the prison of Blood Fort in Pike City.

He had entered Pike City full of enthusiasm, trying to stop his father from fighting an impossible battle, and this was the way he had been treated.

"Since you and that little wolf cub are siblings, I want to see if he is willing to exchange Yala for you."

Standing outside the prison, the expressionless Baron said in a cold tone.

"Father, it seems that you really don't have my son anymore, right?"

From the moment we met, he could fully feel the difference between Baron and Robb in treating him. Theon asked in a sad tone when he heard that Baron was going to exchange himself for Yala.

"Hmph, my Baron's son should be Rodrik, an iron race like Maren who died heroically in battle.

Instead of dressing up like a greenfield whore, a fool who is as close as a brother to the enemy who killed his brother. "

Baron sneered, and after telling Theon his true thoughts mercilessly, he turned and told a young and strong ironman beside him,
"Quinton, you arrange someone to guard him, and then, gather all the people who can participate in the battle in Pike City, and go to the gatehouse to do a good job of defense.

I have sent out ravens to inform the chiefs of the other islands, and they will gather the Ironborn to rescue them soon.

After they defeat the little wolf cubs, the entire northern border will belong to our Iron Race! "

"Father, you are dreaming! Do you know how strong Robb's army at Winterfell is?

I know, because I personally participated in the training of the Winterfell army!

Maybe 1 Ironborn can fight with 1 Winterfell soldier, but when the number rises to 10, 100, 1000, the scattered Ironborn will only be slaughtered by them.

Moreover, there are only about 2 people in the entire Iron Islands, and Robb's army is more than [-]. Moreover, he also has a giant wolf that you will never be able to defeat!

Surrender!
After surrendering, you are still the king of the Iron Islands, and you can join Robb's camp and plunder the entire south together! "

Theon in the prison heard that Baron still wanted to resist. He grabbed the prison fence with both hands, trying to make Baron understand that the difference in strength between the two sides made Baron change his mind and surrender to Robb.

"Tsk tsk, look at your loyal dog of the Stark family."

Hearing what Theon said, Baron not only did not believe it, but shook his head with a look of disgust.After saying this, he turned around and left.

The young ironborn ordered by Balon just now was named Quinton Greyjoy. He was Theon's cousin and the captain of the longship Salt Lady.

Before he led people to control Ramsay's dozen relatives, there was a small battle and his right leg was injured, so he stayed in Pike City and did not participate in the invasion of the northern border.

Quinton stretched his head, looked at Baron who had gone away, turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Theon, is the army of the King of the North really as powerful as you say? And what is the giant wolf you are talking about? "

"What I said is true. Robb's army as a whole has a very strong combat effectiveness. If it is a naval battle, you may still have a chance. Now that they have landed, you are absolutely invincible.

As for the giant wolf, it was a giant direwolf raised by him. When it was put on armor, it was a terrifying and ruthless killing monster.

Cousin Quinton, please persuade father again!Wouldn't it be a better choice to surrender and form an alliance with Robb to plunder the south and make a fortune together? "

Theon heard the question and answered Quinton truthfully.In the end, I didn't forget to ask him to persuade Baron.

After listening, Quinton didn't say anything, just turned around and walked out of the prison with a limp.

After walking out of the prison, Quinton followed Baron's instructions to gather people to go to the gate tower. Even though the Ironmen were both male and female soldiers, there are no more than 500 people in Pike City now.

Woo!
When Quinton had arranged the guards of the gatehouse, the sound of a horn reached their ears.

They followed the sound and saw a group of Green Land soldiers lined up neatly, coming to the open space in front of Pike City.

Crack, crack!
After a long time behind Theon who came by riding, Clay finally rushed to Pike City with [-] infantry from Winterfell.

They marched beyond the bow and arrow range of the city gate tower, and stood quietly in an orderly formation like this, with a chilling aura, rushing towards the Ironmen on the city gate tower.

Ow!

A terrifying giant wolf in exquisite armor quickly and deftly jumped onto a small hillside, facing the iron races on the city gate tower, he raised his head to the sky and howled loudly.

Gollum!

Quinton looked at the huge armored wolf who didn't know what he ate, and couldn't help swallowing.

No wonder, Theon said that we have no chance of winning at all, this thing cannot be matched by manpower!

Looking at the soldiers in Winterfell in front of the city gate, and the giant armored wolf intimidating the audience, some thoughts secretly came to Quinton's mind.

……

The northern terrain of Pike Island is a headland, and Pike City is built on the headland.The terrain in the south is a variety of gentle slopes with little ups and downs, gentle slopes, and close to sea level.

After all, it is impossible for Monarch Harbor to be built on the headland, so it was built on the far south side.The square fortress of the Botley family is in the middle of a relatively flat gentle slope not far from King's Harbor.

When Pike City was surrounded by the infantry led by Clay and the blood wind arranged by Robb.

The square fortress of the Botley family, facing the city of Pike, is in full swing with the soldiers of the Dreadfort.

Huh, huh, huh!
At the fence of the outer wall of the square fortress of the Botley family, a group of female ironmen were struggling to draw their bows, shooting at the soldiers of the Dreadfort in the distance.

The ironborn are indeed worthy of being a race of soldiers. These female ironborn are physically strong, and they are not inferior to the male ironborn in killing with bows.

Duh, duh, duh!
Sharp arrows shot continuously, and most of the arrows could be blocked by the kite shields in the hands of the Dreadfort soldiers, but some arrows specially made by the ironmen could directly penetrate the kite shields.

However, after these special arrows were blocked by the kite shield, their strength was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to kill the soldiers behind them.

Eight hundred soldiers of the Dreadfort continued to approach the square fortress of the Botley family with their kite shields on their backs.

"Tough and fearless Ironborn, we have never been the only ones who invade the enemy. Now these whores of the Green Lands have invaded our Isle of Pyke, let us cut off their heads and make drinking cups!

The dead don't die! "

In front of the square fortress of the Botley family, more than 300 ironmen who fled here from Kingsport, and less than a hundred soldiers of the Botley family, listened quietly to the pre-war speech of Shawen Botley, the lord of Kingsport. speak.

When Shawen raised his arms and shouted "the dead will not die", all the ironmen let out a roar, armed with all kinds of weapons, and rushed out from the opened wooden fence gate in a swarm.

The ironborn and the soldiers of the Dreadfort were soon engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Of course, the ironborn had no formation at all.

When the soldiers of the Dreadfort charged, their formation was a bit scattered. After being attacked by hundreds of ironmen, the formation collapsed instantly.

The battle between the ironborn and the soldiers of the Dreadfort turned into a bloody melee.

An ironborn ax had just chopped off the left hand of a Dreadfort soldier.Immediately, he was stabbed in the neck with a sword by the Dreadfort soldier next to him, and blood spurted far away.

Before the long sword of this Dreadfort soldier could be retracted from the ironman's neck, a short spear with a forearm length was thrown from an unknown ironman's hand, and it went straight into the eyes of the Dreadfort soldier. .

The battlefield in front of the square fortress has become a bloody slaughterhouse intertwined with blood and minced meat.

"Ah! Ah!"

A Dreadfort soldier standing at the back of the battlefield couldn't bear the visual impact of the flesh and blood in front of him, so he turned around and ran back in a collapse.

call out!
An arrow fell from the sky and hit his heart precisely. Before the soldier of Dreadfort could scream, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Tch, these recruits are really useless."

At the end of the battlefield, Ramsay, who was riding on a horse, put away the bow and arrow in his hand and muttered softly.

Looking at his own soldiers who were crushed by half of the ironborn, Ramsay turned his head to his entourage, Erin, and said, "If this continues, those [-] recruits will be defeated by the damned ironborn. Let the archers Let's shoot arrows!"

"Earl Ramsay, we have more people than the other side. If we shoot arrows, our troops may lose..."

Erin replied hesitantly when he heard Ramsay's words.

"Even if you exchange two useless recruits for one powerful Ironborn, isn't it still a good deal?

As for the loss of troops!

Hehe, the king of the North should have let us lose our troops.The greater our loss, the more relieved he will be.

Otherwise, five or six thousand troops from the northern border would come together, and this small square fortress would be crushed by us in an instant. "

Ramsay smiled lightly at Erin, and expressed his guess about Robb in his mind.

Erin nodded, and immediately turned around and shouted to the two hundred archers reserved behind: "Pull the bow!"

The two hundred archers of the Dreadfort hesitated a little, but obeyed the order and pulled the bowstrings in their hands.

"shooting!"

Following Erin's order, two hundred archers let go of their bowstrings, and the arrows in their hands immediately moved forward, and the more than 1000 soldiers from both sides who were fighting desperately went away.

Huh, huh, huh!
Two hundred arrows fell like raindrops, and the ironborn and Dreadfort soldiers who were fighting were constantly shot and fell to the ground.

These arrows can't distinguish between friend and foe, and the flesh and blood on the battlefield are pierced mercilessly by these arrows.

One wave, two waves, three waves!
The rain of arrows seemed to never stop, and all the soldiers of the enemy and us who covered the battlefield concentratedly turned into corpses covered with arrows.

Chawen, who was shot by an arrow in his left shoulder, watched helplessly as his second son, Tristephan, was pierced into a hedgehog by arrows on the battlefield covered by arrows.

Looking at the dwindling number of ironmen, he shouted with a sad face: "Retreat, hurry back to the fortress!"

The ironmen around Shawen heard him shout, shouted to retreat, and ran to the fort behind them.

More and more ironmen heard the sound of retreating around them, and they left the battlefield one after another, drenched in blood, and quickly ran towards the fortress behind them, fearing that they would be chased by enemy soldiers.

In fact, the soldiers of the Dreadfort behind them didn't have the guts to continue chasing them.

The morale of the recruits of these Dreadforts was already on the verge of collapse.If it hadn't been for Ramsay's merciless and indiscriminate arrow rain attack, they would have been defeated by the Ironborn, who had only half their numbers.

Ramsay frowned and looked at the cowering soldiers on the battlefield. He was about to shoot a few Liwei, and then offered a huge reward to boost morale. When he took down the fort in one go, a Winterfell cavalry came to his side.

"Lord Ramsay, Your Majesty Robb orders you not to take this fort before sunset tomorrow."

The Winterfell cavalry came to Ramsay and opened his mouth to speak Robb's order.

"Okay, before sunset tomorrow, I will definitely take it... huh? Can't take it?"

Ramsay nodded, and was about to open his mouth to make a promise, when he suddenly reacted and looked at the messenger cavalry in surprise.

"Yes, His Majesty Robb specifically emphasized that this fortress cannot be captured, and let me tell you that you don't need to go back to King's Harbor, and set up camp on the spot. Someone will bring you the tent and other items."

"Well, I see."

"Then I will return to my life."

Seeing that Ramsay nodded in agreement, the messenger cavalry immediately rode away.

Looking at his back, Ramsay frowned and said to himself in a low voice: "Let me attack this fortress, but I can't. What the hell is this king of the North trying to do?"

Ramsay, who couldn't figure it out, simply shook his head, and ordered Erin to lead people to start cleaning up the battlefield, and set up camp after the tent supplies arrived.

The messenger cavalry didn't leave for a while, and a transport team composed of many slave laborers in King's Harbor brought Ramsay tent supplies.

After the transport team delivered the supplies, they did not leave. Instead, they obeyed Robb's order, left the transport carriage outside the camp, and joined Ramsay's army.

As for the King of the North who was currently crushing himself to death and completely unable to resist, Ramsay had no choice but to obey his orders.

As the night gradually fell, the Clay troops surrounding Pike City and the Ramsay troops surrounding the Botley family fortress all camped and lit bonfires, facing each other far away from the south to the north.

Whoa, whoa!
At the outlet of the pitch-black King's Harbor, forty long ships with folded rectangular sails are silently moving on the sea like ghosts in the dark night.

These forty longships were the ironborn army assembled by the noble houses of Great Wyk and Salt Cliff.

They were closer to Pike Island, and they had already assembled on Salt Cliff Island in the afternoon.But they did not go to Pike Island immediately, but waited until night fell, and then touched Pike Island at night.

As pirates who often go to sea, it is an essential skill to identify the direction of the ship at night, and Salt Cliff Island is very close to Pike Island.

The ironmen who are very familiar with this sea area will not miss the direction even if they drive along the coast with their eyes closed.

Under the efforts of the oarsmen, these furled long boats quickly sailed towards the also dark King's Harbor.

Junwang Harbor is completely silent at the moment, except for the lighthouse that is always on, there is no candle at all, just like a dead city.

Bang!
After these longships approached the port, the ironmen on board quickly set up the gangplank, and rushed into King's Harbor with weapons in hand.

"Leader Ge Oude, the brothers just searched, and there is no one in Junwanggang, and there are no valuables or supplies. They must have been ransacked by the whores of the green land.

They also found that there were plenty of campfires outside Pike, as well as outside the fortress of the Botley family, though far fewer. "

A short man with long hair and shawls reported to the interim commander of the forty longships, the leader of Great Wake Island, Gerold Gubler.

Gorde was a burly man. He was wearing the iconic leather armor of the Ironmen. What was more special was that he wore a belt made of zebra wool hair.

Ge Oud nodded, stroked his beard, and pondered: "The letter from Pike City said that more than 2000 people surrounded them.

King Harbor must have been looted by them, and now they are preparing to loot Pike City and the Botley family respectively.

Chief Dono, you should send some brothers first to find out how many enemies there are outside the Botley family.

If they're few, we'll kill them first, then join the Botley family, and finally attack the enemies of Pike City together. "

The short leader of Salt Cliff Island, Dono Sucliffe nodded, and immediately arranged for manpower to investigate.

Ge Olde commanded the noble families to count their numbers and prepare for the battle.

The forty longships carried a total of [-] ironborn warriors. This was a rescue army jointly assembled by five noble families from the two islands.

Soon, the ironmen who were familiar with Pike Island came back from scouting and reported the news of the enemy.

Knowing that there were less than 1000 enemies besieging the Botley family, including some slave laborers, Geold immediately asked the leaders of each family to lead their own Ironborn soldiers to attack the enemy at night.

For the Ironborn, there is no such thing as tactics and formations, they only need to do one thing, and that is to kill all the enemies.

Goold led a large group of black ironborn, and moved towards the camp where the soldiers of the Dreadfort were stationed, silently.

Huh, huh!
Bang!
Several arrows shot out from the darkness, and several soldiers standing guard in the Dreadfort soldier camp fell to the ground in an instant.

"Kill them all!"

"The dead don't die!"

There was a roar of ironmen, and [-] ironmen charged towards the camp ahead with weapons in hand.

Huh, huh, huh!
A rain of arrows shot out from the camp of the Dreadfort, instantly shooting all the ironborn who had rushed to the camp in the front.

In the camp, Ramsay's face was extremely ugly. With the help of the campfire and moonlight, he could barely see the large area of ​​enemies clearly.

Because of Robb's unusual order today, Ramsay, who has been thinking and unable to sleep, specially asked his more than 700 soldiers to take turns to rest and take turns to be vigilant.

So, when the ironborn attacked, he immediately organized some archers to fight back.

It turns out that this damned Robb Stark took me as bait!

Mud, with these recruits from the Dreadfort alone, they can't defeat so many ironborn, so they have to find a way to escape!

After seeing the number of enemies clearly, he was ready to find a chance to escape before the formal battle between the two sides started.

The ironmen of the Botley family's fortress also heard the battle here, Lord Shawen once again gathered the remaining ironmen and rushed towards the Dreadfort camp.

Due to the short distance, the archers of the Dreadfort only had time to shoot the second arrow before being rushed into the camp by the screaming Ironborn army.

Another bloody melee began. In the camp, the soldiers of the Dreadfort and the ironborn fought with each other.

Ramsay held a bow and arrow in his hand, and while accurately shooting the ironmen who approached him, he approached the only dozen or so horses in the camp.

Huh, huh, huh!
Suddenly, on a low slope on the left side of the Dreadfort camp, hundreds of flaming special rockets, like fireflies all over the sky, flew towards the second half of the Ironborn army that was not close to the camp.

呲!
Duh, duh!
This kind of special arrow will cause great damage to the ironborn. Some rockets even set his body on fire after killing the ironborn.

However, their main function is not to kill the enemy!
Outside the Dreadfort camp, there are many transport carriages specially placed by the slave labor arranged by Robb.

After the rockets hit these carriages, they quickly burned up, illuminating the entire battlefield like daylight.

Rumble!
A sound of galloping horses' hooves sounded from the short slope on the left. Seeing the back of the Iron Man army, Ge Olde, who was being attacked by rockets, immediately understood that he had been caught in a trap.

He shouted loudly: "The ironborn on Great Wake Island turned their heads to meet the enemy, and enemy cavalry is approaching from behind!"

The ironmen of Great Wake Island, to which Gorde belonged, immediately conveyed his order loudly, and the ironborn army split into two parts in an instant,

Part of them continued to attack the Dreadfort camp, while the other part stayed in place, holding their weapons tightly, and turned their heads to wait for the enemy cavalry behind them.

Rumble!
With the rapid approach of the enemy cavalry, in the blazing flames of the surrounding transport carriages, Ge Ou had to see clearly that the cavalry in the green land turned out to be hundreds of heavy cavalry who even wore armor on their horses.

"Run! Run into the camp!"

The knowledgeable Ge Oude, who knew the horror of the heavy cavalry, lost all hope of fighting, shouted loudly, turned and fled first.

But it was more foolish to run from the cavalry who had charged and approached than to face them.

Bang, bang, bang!
Five hundred heavy cavalry charged straight into the pile of fleeing ironmen with the bright light of the fire, knocking down the last ironborn in an instant.

These ironmen who fell to the ground had no time to struggle to get up, and they were trampled by countless horseshoes, directly trampling them into a mass of limp corpses.

Bara, bara!
The lances of the heavy cavalry continued to assassinate the ironmen. These usually fierce and cruel ironmen were completely fleeing lambs at this moment.

Behind the [-] heavy cavalry, there were [-] light cavalry. They followed the road of flesh and blood stepped by the heavy cavalry, and kept harvesting the lives of the ironmen.

The ironborn outside the Dreadfort camp ran away in panic, while the ironborn who rushed into the camp continued to fight, and the ironborn from the Portley family fortress were approaching the camp.

On the low slope on the left side of the Dreadfort camp, Robb was riding a war horse, overlooking the extremely chaotic battlefield, and ordered to Owen, the commander of the Winterfell infantry beside him: "The fish are all in the net, blow the horn, Notify the network!"

Owen nodded, and immediately blew a dark horn in his hand.

Woo!
The melodious sound of the horn sounded, and the [-] elite infantrymen of Winterfell, who were ambushing in the darkness of the Dreadfort camp, quickly formed a circular army formation surrounding the entire camp, and walked towards the camp with neat steps.

The first to contact the infantry of Winterfell was the outermost group of ironmen led by Chawen.

He thought that these encircled Winterfell infantry were as vulnerable as today's Dreadfort soldiers.Therefore, he directly led more than 200 ironmen to fight back.

呲!
The Winterfell infantry lined up neatly, with the shield soldiers in front defending and the pikemen behind them attacking.

With just one neat spear attack, dozens of ironmen who had no time to dodge were stabbed with blood holes all over their bodies.

Shawen, the lord of the King's Harbor, was stabbed in the body by two spears and died in the first round of attacks by the spearmen.

Winterfell's cavalry rode their horses back and forth outside the camp to kill, while the infantry surrounding the camp used long spears to efficiently harvest the lives of the ironmen.

In the light of the raging flames tonight, the blood looks even brighter red!
Beside the forty longships in King's Harbor, dozens of Ironborn guards arranged by Goold to guard the ships also heard the horn sounding in the direction of the Botley family.

Just as they were discussing and talking together, a huge black shadow with giant green eyes quickly approached them under the cover of darkness.

Huh, huh!
Dozens of arrows were shot from the darkness of the King's Harbor, and more than half of the Ironmen guarding the ships fell instantly.

Ahhh!

After the rain of arrows, the blood wind sprang out from the darkness and killed one ironborn with one bite, wantonly massacring the remaining ironborn who had no power to fight back.

Dozens of Winterfell soldiers who returned from Pike City following the blood wind after receiving Robb's order, quickly took over the forty ironborn longships that had been delivered to their doorstep.

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