Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 233 Friends, Use Fire

Harry River finally agreed to send his half-sisters and younger sisters to Riverrun.

But this kid was quite stubborn, so he didn't let Clay's cavalry escort him. Instead, he chose a few of the surviving guards of the Blinken family that he thought were loyal.

Clay respected his decision. After all, this was his Blinken family's housework. Clay had no reason or interest to interfere.

During the time arranged by Harry Hewen, Clay took his two personal guards of the demon hunters to the west wall of Shili City to observe the West Valley Camp not far below the city.

Although Clay has actually broken the siege of Shili City, he can't be blind selectively. He really can't see the more than 1000 people in the city, right?

At any rate, it was the army that defeated Robb Stark's army and made the [-] army in the river retreat to the city of Riverrun.

Give me a little face...

The bricks of the city were damaged a lot, and under the burial of snow, there were vaguely dried bloodstains everywhere.

Clay could see that, at least the people of the Valley had once really attacked this stone fenced city with all their strength.

This is not what Moyu can do. If Moyu can have such a battlefield scene, then the throne of the Seven Kingdoms should have been named Ayrin long ago. There is no such thing as Targaryen or Baratheon.

These days, it has been snowing, and the fine and dense snowflakes have already decorated the top of the city in white.

This was a scene that could only be seen in the northern borders, but now, all the castles in the river land are like this, and only Harrenhal at the southernmost tip is still raining.

"Master Clay, the West Camp of the Valley People is clearly set up for attack and siege. There are no defensive measures at all, and it is full of flaws."

After watching for a long time, one of the two demon hunter guards exchanged glances with his colleagues and gave a very pertinent evaluation.

Clay nodded. Indeed, what this guy said was right.

A camp where a large army is stationed has only a shallow circular trench blocking the outermost part, and there is nothing else except a thin wooden wall.

It was never planned at all, what on earth would they do as a defender if someone attacked them from the outside.

This is a classic case of inertial thinking killing people.

These Valley people believed in their cavalry too much. After defeating Robb Stark's army, the entire army in the Valley was filled with aura of arrogance.

From their point of view, the northerners who once suppressed the Lannister elite army were all dealt with by their own cavalry like chopping melons and vegetables.

Let me ask, with such a big Westeros, who else can stop the attack of the Valley Cavalry Legion?

So what about Renly's [-]-strong army, before the valley cavalry charged again and again, it was doomed to lose their morale, their formation collapsed, and eventually they were all crushed to pieces by the iron hooves of the valley cavalry.

They thought so, and they did so, but the desperate defense of the three cities in the east of Hejian Land taught these proud guys a lesson.

Horses are not tanks, and they cannot break through the city walls. The extremely powerful cavalry army has no way to face Shili City, which is completely fortified and cleared.

Due to helplessness and damaged self-esteem, the people of the Valley changed their style of play and decided to use infantry tactics, which they were least good at, and started a bloody infantry siege.

But the result... so far, the flags of the Riverlands are still flying in the three eastern cities, which is the best proof.

"Master Clay, why do we keep them in such a camp? We can knock them all down with just one attack. In this way, there will be no threat between Stonewall City and Riverrun City."

"Yes, but the question is, how to fight?"

"How to fight? My lord, what do you mean..."

Clay pointed to the camp in the distance, and said calmly:

"Remember, our enemies are not only the more than 1000 horseless Valley people under our feet, but also the 5000 people from Eon Royce, the thousands of people from Acorn Hall and Stone Hall Town in the south, and the 2 people from Tywin."

"Blindly punching and charging, of course it is okay to deal with more than 1000 people who have no teeth, but this is the least efficient way of fighting and we will lose the most."

Clay turned around, pointed to the city, and said in a low voice:
"When we left Riverrun, we had a total of 2000 or 400 people, but what about now? Not counting the [-] troops that Earl Mallister went north to lure the enemy, now our troops are only more than [-], right?"

"What about the results? We only ate about a thousand troops of the Valley people. In fact, the exchange ratio is about one to three. This is the result of mental calculation and inadvertence."

"If according to your idea, we take the army and attack them with all our strength, even if we destroy them, how many people will we lose?"

"One hundred? Two hundred? Or three hundred?!"

Seeing that both of them bowed their heads and remained silent, Clay let out a long breath, suddenly losing interest.

Among my subordinates, there is no shortage of guys who can charge forward, but there are not many who really use the guys on their necks.

In other words, Clay's men, a group of reckless men, have spoiled these guys by winning time and time again.

They only knew one thing clearly, that they could win battles by listening to Master Clay, but as time passed, they lost their minds when they went to the battlefield, and they would just rush upwards screaming wherever Clay said they wanted to fight.

Brainless, obedient, and unambiguous in fighting, these are extremely excellent qualities for this era.

Clay admitted, however, that this was a requirement for soldiers.

Now, he, Clay Manderly, is commanding thousands of people, and he can barely handle it. Once the Manderly family and the Targaryen family merge, by then, Clay's subordinates will have to command tens of thousands of people.

As far as the current social system of Westeros is concerned, there are not a few officers who know how to fight, and it is impossible to play at all. You can't just use the nobles from Dorne. This will have a profound impact on the future political situation.

"Okay, it's not difficult for you, you have to take people to do this matter, look at their camp, don't you find that the color is not right?"

"Color? Yeah, why is there so little snow on their tents?"

Someone finally realized the problem, and Clay of the province once again asked and answered.

As soon as Clay climbed up the city wall and stood tall, he immediately noticed that the valley people, the western camp, were very crowded. Moreover, the valley people were constantly dealing with the little snow on the pointed tents.

Seeing this situation, Clay immediately thought of a plan that should never be proposed on a snowy day.

Fire attack!

That's right, it's Fire Attack!
The entire camp of the people in the valley is full of wood. After such a long time, the water in the wood has dried up long ago. Now that the snow has been swept away by the people in the valley, the whole camp is basically a pile of dry firewood.

What they care most about is that they can't come out if they put on a stubborn attitude, but if they set fire to their lair, Clay won't believe that they won't come out.

And once they come out, the cavalry who have been waiting outside for a long time can easily harvest them one by one with their long swords. If this is not possible, go home as soon as possible and leave the equipment to those in need.

"You two, choose two pieces of equipment that fit the Valley people that we captured tonight, and let me take advantage of the night to sneak into their camp."

At this time, a guy finally turned his head around the corner, and his thinking finally connected with Clay's.

"My lord! Do you want to set fire?"

Looking at the vaguely excited expression on this guy's face, Clay suddenly thought that he might be the one who developed the most comprehensive role of the demon hunter on the battlefield.

"My gods, someone finally figured it out. Yes, you guys should sneak in for me, find a chance, use the Igni method, and set fire to me everywhere."

"I will bring the army to meet you outside the camp. You can choose any location to break through. Remember, wrap a piece of white cloth around your right arm so that the army can recognize you."

With the help of the Axii Sign, the two demon hunters' personal guards sneaked into the West Camp. In the dark without fire, a single Igni Sign could cause a deflagration.

As long as the wall of the village is ignited, the company will be set on fire. Coupled with the crowded garrison style of the people in the valley, it is simply the best crematorium.

Clay led the army outside the camp, admiring the burning in the snowy night. The cavalry under him were responsible for hunting the fish that escaped from the fire.

There are many ways to conquer a city.

Breaking the situation with force is of course the most effective one, but sometimes, the strongest fortress is often breached from the inside.

(End of this chapter)