Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 235

A fire broke out in the granary, and it was not until the two guards lying at the door were woken up by the high temperature of the fire, and the black smoke produced by the flames was like an angry black dragon in the night sky, that the entire West Camp reacted slowly.

The soldiers rushed towards the burning granary, but when they got there, they found that the granary was hopeless.

The grain itself and the wooden granary are combustibles, coupled with a large amount of accumulation, and the guy guarding the granary did not respond in time, the fire was raging, and it was impossible to start.

Gerald Grafson, the Earl of Seagull Town, panicked when he heard that the granary had been destroyed.

The camp is narrow, and all the food is stored in the granary. The last time food was sent from the Blood Gate was before that bastard Jon Royce left.

After such a long time, there is not much left in the granary. Logically speaking, the food delivery team from the Blood Gate should have arrived long ago. Grafson lacks the means to contact the Eagle's Nest City, so he can't ask any questions he wants.

This time, a fire burned the food cleanly, but the people were not burned to death. The two idiots guarding the warehouse realized the fire, and the first time they didn't want to put out the fire, they ran in a panic.

Earl Gerald Grafson had a very clear attitude towards such a guy, he waved his hand and pulled it down to chop off his head.

What kind of crime is it that the army is not able to take care of food enough to cause the army to run out of food?
I'm afraid these two people have ten heads and it's not enough to cut them off.

The Earl of Seagull Town looked coldly at the granary that had turned into Abi Hell, his face was reddened by the flames, and the snowflakes in the sky had not yet fallen, but they had completed the process of melting and evaporating in an instant.

While he was still thinking about what to do next, a knight from the Grafson family came running over panting, ignoring etiquette, grabbed Gerald Grafson's hand, and screamed:
"Look, my lord, over there in the armory!"

Earl Grafson heard the words and looked in the direction of the knight's finger.

Another thick column of smoke rises suddenly, carrying a huge amount of ash and heat into the dark sky.

Earl Grafson knew that it was the place where the army's ordnance was stored, and a large part of the soldiers' weapons and armor were stored there.

It's over, it's all over now!
This thought immediately flashed through Count Gerald Grafson's mind, and he couldn't get rid of it. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

The current situation is obvious, suddenly the fire broke out, and he named and took care of his granary and armory in the West Camp.

Unlike those stupid subordinates who only knew that it was on fire, as a great nobleman with young roots, Earl Gerald Grafson immediately realized that this was definitely not an accident, but someone deliberately lit the fire!

At this juncture, the only one who has the motivation and ability to do this is Clay Manderly who hides in Shili City and pretends to be innocent. There is no one else but him, Gerald Grafson is very sure.

After the defeat of the Northern Camp, Clay's troops suffered heavy losses and had to enter Shili City for rest. The defense of the Western Camp made the boys in the northern border retreat.

You bastards are all liars!

Clay Mandalay just wanted to use a more efficient method to deal with him. He didn't even need the army to come forward. He sent a few spies to sneak in and set fire to achieve his goal.

Earl Gerald Grafson suddenly realized that his camp and all the preparations he had made before might really be nothing in front of the actual master of the northern army.

……

The two arsonists, Desmond and Garland, after setting the fire and making sure that the fire had started successfully, ran out without any ambiguity at all.

The other soldiers in the valley were running in the direction of the fire, trying to fight the fire, but they slipped out in the opposite direction.

In the chaos, no one noticed the two suspicious-looking culprits, so these two guys managed to sneak into the village after setting off a few more fires and letting the tents join the self-burning queue. by the wall.

When they came, they came in directly over the wall from this place. The people in the valley were very lax in patrolling at that time, and the two stowaways entered the country smoothly without being noticed.

But when the fire broke out, the wall defenders who were fishing for fish had some military common sense. They knew that their side was the most vulnerable at this time, so they threw the fish aside and immediately raised their spirits to guard their surroundings.

This is difficult for Garland and Desmond. No matter how powerful the demon hunter is, no matter how strong the individual combat effectiveness is, there is nothing they can do about the wall of sighs in front of them.

The reason is simple, my buddy can't fly.

If there is no one else, it’s easy to take a personal ladder. Anyway, the wall is not too high, so I went out after trying hard. But now, there are soldiers in the valley running around with weapons, like facing the enemy. What to do at this time? Isn't this just courting death?
There was no way, the two of them looked at each other, and they had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​climbing over the wall, unless they directly killed all the soldiers in the valley around them, otherwise, they could only rely on the skin on their bodies to pretend to be good people.

It's a pity that the current conditions do not allow it, otherwise the two of them would be a little itchy. They had been fighting with Lord Clay before, and they had no chance to show their talents on the battlefield.

At this moment, Garland and Desmond heard the dull sound of horns from the watchtower of the gate facing east in the Western Camp.

There were two deep trombones, and the meaning inside was known to all the Seven Kingdoms.

This was a signal that the enemy cavalry was about to attack, which made things worse for the people in the valley who were already in a mess in the West camp, and for the two unlucky ones who couldn't get out, it was a timely gift.

Master Clay is here to save us!
……

From the top of the city, Clay Manderly has been watching this crowded and narrow camp. This is the last nail for the people of the valley near Stonewall City. As long as he is pulled out, Jon Royce will be back, but will Turned into rootless duckweed due to lack of supplies.

I was three or four days ahead of that old guy. It took a total of two days to smash the valley people's racecourse and the North Camp together. Although Clay is still moving, the objective distance is is getting closer.

Therefore, Clay was actually very anxious to take down the West Camp and completely wipe out the forces in the valley near Stone Ledge City. In this way, the 2 people in Riverrun City could move.

As long as the 4000 cavalry on his side are in place, Clay will dare to find a way to use less than [-] cavalry in his hand to fight a decisive battle with Jon Royce's [-] exhausted soldiers.

And if there are only a thousand people in this hand who also consume a lot of money, even if they rack their brains to win, the losses on their side will definitely be very heavy, and there will be at most a fraction of the more than 1000 people.

The temperature at night became even colder, and the patrolling soldiers above Shili City all cast envious glances at the heavy fur cloak on Clay's back.

There is no way, the weather is changing too fast. More than a month ago, it was still clear and clear, but it was raining a little bit to cool it down. How come it has become freezing cold now, with snowflakes covering the face.

The soldiers were shivering with cold, so they could only lean against the burning brazier and huddle together to keep warm.

Clay glanced at them and sighed slightly inwardly.

This is just a task like patrolling the head of the city, which does not require a lot of physical exertion. If it is really on the battlefield, with this kind of weather, the soldiers will probably be put on a deuff that reduces the combat effectiveness of the entire army by 50.00%.

But now, Clay can't say hello to Earl Petyr and Tywin Lannister on the opposite side, saying that we will fight later, brother, I will go home and change into thick clothes before coming back.

It's ridiculous, it's impossible.

Therefore, the two sides had to grit their teeth and fight to the end.

After waiting for a long time, the snowflakes on his shoulders were covered with a thick layer, and staring intently at the direction of the West Camp, Clay finally saw the two pillars of smoke that made him feel at ease.

The two boys, Garland and Desmond, succeeded!

Clay didn't hesitate at all, he knew very well that as long as this fire was lit, it would definitely become the last straw that crushed the West Camp.

Having battled for a long time, he certainly understands the state of the West Camp. As a commander, he has such a keen sense of the battlefield. At this time, it is time to attack.

"Order! Up and down Shili City, all the cavalry stop resting and immediately go to the enemy's west camp outside the city to form an array. Those who arrive first will be killed immediately when they encounter the fleeing enemy, but remember, if you see Enemy troops with white flags are captured, and it is strictly forbidden to do physical damage, and those who violate the order will be killed according to military law!"

The cavalry who received the order reacted quickly, and immediately took their own men, picked up their weapons, and walked out of the opened west gate of Shili City.

Since Master Clay said so, it means that there must be a big problem in the West Camp. They just need to execute the order. As for why such a change occurred.

Frankly, they don't care at all.

And this is precisely the basic quality of a good soldier in this era.

(End of this chapter)