Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 168 After the War
Large pieces of corpses, crows hovered in the sky and pecked at the ground.

The broken flag was wrinkled in blood, the ground was stained blood red, and incomplete armor and broken weapons could be seen everywhere.

Wails could be heard from the corpses from time to time. Soldiers wearing green armor swept back and forth on the battlefield, stabbing the half-dead enemies with long spears.

Luxon kicked down the direwolf flag that was planted obliquely in the mud. He was a hired rider who wandered around the Reach.

Pulling out a short blade from the waist of a northerner, while playing with the dagger, Lu Sen cursed, "Fuck her, these northerners are really poor."

Pinning the dagger to his waist, he continued to walk forward looking around.

"Help me, the gods help me." A faint cry came from the front, and Lu Sen followed the sound, and the sound came from the pile of dead people, and his steel boots stepped on the corpse and walked there.

He got this pair of iron boots after he taught a boy with a sword. At that time, they found the dead knight at the same time.

"Oh, a kid from the North." Lu Sen found him among the dead.

The northerner turned his head when he heard his voice. "Mr. Knight, I surrender, please don't kill me." He begged.

Lu Sen slowly squatted in front of him and asked, "Are you a nobleman?"

"No, sir." He replied, "My father is a carpenter. You." His eyes widened in horror, watching the dagger stab into his chest in disbelief.

"Greetings to your old carpenter and Lord Wolf, Northman." Lucerne drew his dagger and wiped the blood on his clothes.

He rummaged through the corpse, hoping to find something useful, but the carpenter's son could find nothing but a rusty iron axe.

Luxon took a bite.

A group of cavalry ran past him, and Lu Sen naturally recognized whose coat of arms it was, the Rowan family of Golden Tree City, and their family fief included the entire northern part of the Reach.

He followed them in battle, and Dickon Tarly of Horn Hill led the charge, and he heard only the wind, and the banners of the various Reach wafting on either side.

Children in the Reach grew up listening to stories of knights, Savin the Mirror Shield, Davos the Dragon Slayer, and Roland of the Horn.

When the horse started galloping, Lu Sen only felt the heroism, as if at this moment he also became the heroic and fearless champion knight in the story.

Until less than half a league away from the northern army, his old horse unfortunately tripped over a stone, and Lu Sen was thrown a long distance away. At that time, he thought he was dead .

A piece of mud saved him.

When he woke up, the battle was over, and he could only know from the passing soldiers that they seemed to have won.

The Stark army that had confronted them for many days was defeated.

Lucan hoped to find a good sword, or a suit of armor, but he woke up too late.In other words, these northerners are so poor that they can't even afford plate armor.

"Hey, hey, over there."

He heard someone calling him.

Lu Sen turned his head away. "What's the matter? Dude." He asked.

"I just want to tell you that Lord Landau has announced that the army is marching north."

Lu Sen saw that he was wearing a set of chain mail, and he walked over slowly, holding the sword firmly in his hand. "When did this happen?"

"Just now." He took out a wine bag and took a sip, then handed it to him, "Would you like a sip?"

"Thank you." Lu Sen took the wine bag, "My name is Lu Sen Lyle."

"Barry Pichai. Did you fight under anyone, Ser Lutheran?" he asked.

"Dickon Tarly."

"Oh, that young master of the Tully family. Then you are so lucky, you have made great contributions in this battle."

Lu Sen smiled wryly in his heart, it has nothing to do with him if he does meritorious deeds, he has never even fought against the northerners.

"I got separated from the team later." He shrugged.

"This is a common thing. Blessed by the gods, at least we all survived. Why don't we walk together, just to have a care."

Luxon nodded.

"The northerners have lost, why should we go to the north?" He asked with some doubts.

"I heard that there is still an army of the Young Wolf Lord. I reckon we will go there next."

"Imp who rides a wolf, they say he has a direwolf that eats people."

"His father, the Prime Minister, was beaten by us and fled to the sea. I can guarantee that that brat is absolutely no match for his father. People are just exaggerating, just like they said about Stannis, but it turned out that we I taught him a good lesson on the Blackwater River." He grinned.

They walked north along the King's Road, joined by several others, and in the evening they overtook the advancing procession, and at night they built a campfire beside the road.

Some salmon from the river were being roasted over the fire, and Lucerne, turning the spit on the fish, listened to what they had seen and heard.

Barry Pichai insisted that Eddard Stark had escaped from the sea, but a mercenary named Walter said that he saw Stark fall off his horse after being shot by an arrow.

Luxon didn't care about Stark's death or not, he just hoped that the fish would be cooked quickly, and his stomach was already urging him to eat the salmon.

When the salmon was grilled and crispy, he held it in his hand and ate it.

Walter began to brag about his achievements, "Look, this shield of mine." He took the shield up from behind, it was a pattern of two crossed rusty long axes with black handles on a yellow background and a black crown in the middle. Chapter shield, the shield is engraved with traces of swords. "It comes from the Dustin family in the north. I hammered that knight's head to pieces with my own hands."

"Then you should bring his armor and helmet here together." Barton exposed his lie, which made him furious and drew his sword to fight.

He stood up to stop the fight, but Walt parted ways with them anyway.

"May the Seven Gods spurn him, you damned liar." Barry cursed at his back.

Lu Sen was the second night watchman, and there were always four of them. In the dark night, he sat by the fire and tried his best to hold the corners of his eyes to prevent them from drooping. The sound of owls could be heard from the woods from time to time.

In the morning they caught three sparrows and some pickles.

On the way, they encountered some remnants of the northern border, and started some battles.

The weather was getting colder and colder. Lu Sen remembered that they set out from the Reach. When they were stationed at Bitterbridge, the sun was still very warm. He looked up at the high round sun, and the clouds sometimes covered it and cast shadows.

The sun can no longer bring him warmth.

He thought in his heart that it would be great if he could find a homestay where he could sleep warmly for the night. Of course, it would be best if the owner of that home had a daughter.

(End of this chapter)