Game of Thrones: Attack on the North Wolf

Chapter 38 Victory
The emerald green flames were reflected in Luce's pupils, making him, who had always been calm, stunned and astonished.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly pushed the cavalry around him, pointed at Ramsay who had disappeared without a trace on the city wall, and shouted loudly, "Take someone to catch that son of a bitch!"

"Er, yes, yes! My lord!"

The cavalry, who was also stunned by the emerald green flames, immediately wanted to lead someone to capture Ramsay after he realized it.

But the guards at the city gate were immediately wiped out, and the soldiers on patrol in the castle did not arrive so soon.

He pondered for a while, then drew out his long sword, and went alone to capture Ramsay.

"I don't want to die! Call someone to put out the fire!"

Before Luce got close to the gate of the burning castle, he felt a wave of heat.He pulled up a soldier whose legs were weak from fright, and shouted loudly.

The soldier nodded in a daze, and while running in the direction of the stationed fortress, he shouted for help.

Da Da Da Da!

A sound of horseshoes came into Luce's ears from outside the city wall, and he immediately realized that the wolf cub was leading the cavalry outside the castle, waiting for the green flame to go out. In the Dreadfort.

Fortunately, this inextinguishable green flame bought Luce a lot of time, allowing him to make some arrangements to cope with the fierce battle that followed.

But then, through the gap of the emerald green flames, he saw the abnormal behavior of the Winterfell cavalry outside the city gate.

Luce shook his head and sighed softly, then turned and walked towards the inner fort, completely ignoring the soldiers who were asking him how to put out the fire.

"Keep in line! Get on!"

Outside the Dreadfort, Robb raised his hand and waved forward, and behind him the cavalry lined up neatly and rode towards the burning gate.

Bang!
When they were about to get close to the emerald green flame, they took off a cloth bag tied to the horse and threw it forward vigorously. The cloth bag made a muffled sound and smashed into the emerald green flame.

These difficult green flames instantly ignited the bag, and lumps of wet mud fell out from the burned bag.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The cavalrymen in Winterfell threw their bags and rode away, letting the cavalry behind them continue this step. The whole process was orderly and orderly.

As the number of wet mud bags increased, the green flames that could not burn the wet mud were gradually extinguished, and a road leading to the interior of the Dreadfort was formed.

"Charge! Those who surrender will not be killed!"

When Robb saw through the dirt passage that the fire was being put out in a hurry in the Dreadfort and the crowds were hurriedly lining up, he immediately gave the order to charge.

hot!hot!
The Winterfell cavalry blindfolded their horses and drove them towards the wet mud tunnel that was still burning around them.

When they rode quickly through, they could still feel the heat through their armor.

Tear!what!

When the Winterfell cavalry entered the city, there were no more than a hundred soldiers gathered in the Dreadfort. Under one charge, there were either corpses on the ground, or wounded soldiers who had suffered non-fatal sword wounds and fell to the ground screaming in pain.

"Earl Rickard, you lead 200 people to guard here. Little Jon, Ed, you lead 1000 people to attack the three fortresses on the left, and the rest of you will attack the fort on the right with me.

Those who disarm and surrender will not be killed, and the goods and women will be distributed uniformly after the war. Whoever dares to ignore the order will be executed by me personally! "

After passing through the scorching gate passage with the blood wind, and entering the Dreadfort, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, Robb immediately gave orders to everyone according to the pre-planned plan.

"Okay! I will guard the door tightly!"

"Yes!"

"Yes, Lord Robb!"

The generals of Winterfell who surrounded him nodded solemnly when they heard the order, and then began to take the men assigned to them and act according to the order.

"Master Robb!"

Sam, whose skin was severely burned, supported a wolf guard with a broken arm, limped out of a stone pier in the corner, and yelled at Robb, who was about to lead someone to attack.

"Rescue soldier! Treat them quickly, and cure them at all costs!"

When Robb saw Sam, who was severely burned and looked like a hound, his heart ached, and he immediately yelled behind him.

The ambulance soldier with a linen head tied on his head and a wooden box on his body came out of the team and immediately stepped forward to treat Sam and the two of them.

"And the other two brothers?"

Robb looked behind Sam and asked with concern.

After carefully handing the one arm of the wolf guard who was supporting him to the ambulanceman, when he heard Robb's question, Sam looked sad, with some tears in his eyes, and shook his head weakly at him.

Seeing this, Robb gritted his gums and said to Sam: "When I take down the Dreadfort, you will be the first to do it."

"Everyone, rush with me!"

……

"what!"

With the screams of the last Bolton family guard with swords, Robb captured the last fortress on the right side of the Dreadfort.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, both from his enemies and from himself.

The fortified battle in the Dreadfort this time was completely different from the previous downwind cavalry raid.

Except for a small number of soldiers of the Bolton family who surrendered without a fight, most of the rest fought bravely.

Because they were familiar with the terrain of the Dreadfort, at the corner of a corridor, Robb received a sword in his left arm unexpectedly.

However, there was a steady stream of bloody mist pouring into his body, and his left arm injured by the sword did not affect the battle at all. Just now, he took the time to check the wound, and the bleeding had stopped automatically.

And the Blood Wind next to him, although it was eating snacks alive and kicking, but from the appearance, it was more seriously injured.

On Xuefeng's back, on his left leg, and on his left buttocks, there are arrows stuck in each.This was a sneak attack by the Bolton family's archers. After all, Bloodwind's huge size was the best target.

However, it was also because it was concentrating on fighting and was attacked from behind by the archers.Otherwise, if it shoots from the front, it can completely dodge with its vision and speed.

This time, because he was worried that too much red mist would pour in and cause him to lose control, Robb gave all the blood bond points to the blood wind attribute in advance, and during the battle, he would add points in real time as long as he had time.

At present, Robb's blood bond point remains at around 20, and the other two attributes of blood wind are about to catch up with physique again.

Robb, who had completed the capture of the fortress on the right side, led the soldiers of Winterfell and escorted a few surrendered soldiers out of the castle.

It was already dawn outside, and it turned out that they had been fighting all night without knowing it.

As soon as he walked to the school field near the gate of the Dreadfort, Robb saw Jon, and Ed and the two rushed with the soldiers, apparently wanting to reinforce him.

Maybe the resistance they encountered was not very intense. Although the soldiers led by Little Jon had battle marks all over their bodies, they were not as embarrassed as Robb and the others.

"We... victorious!"

Looking at the soldiers of Winterfell who were loyal to him and fighting for him at this moment, Robb clenched his fist with his right hand and punched it towards the sky, while shouting loudly.

"Wow!"

All the soldiers of Winterfell screamed at the top of their lungs, all of them showed excitement and held their heads high.And those soldiers who surrendered lowered their heads even more.

(End of this chapter)