Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 41 Battle Young Wolf Lord
Caitlin stood restlessly in the stronghold, surrounded by thirty majestic Northern Knights.

In fact, it is not accurate to say that they are knights. Most of the people in the north are descendants of the ancestors and do not believe in the Seven Gods. Naturally, they will not anoint the holy oil in the church, recite oaths, and become knights.But these armored soldiers are not inferior to any knights.

Her son led 6000 people to attack the Lannister army that was three times their size. Robb was just not a child under the age of 16. As a mother, how could she not be worried?

She can only sit and pray silently to the gods, warriors, Father, Mother
When the sound of horseshoes came from the mountains and forests, she couldn't help but look up, the gray-white flag, the running direwolf, thank the gods, he saw the boy in gray armor at the front of the team.

He grew a beard and looked more like a man. His fiery red hair was like flames, flashing in the night.

Catelyn noticed that they had tied a man with hemp rope, a man with golden hair and armor with a roaring lion printed on it.Naturally, she recognized this person, who was the kingslayer who killed the day.

Jaime Lannister was lifted and thrown off the horse, and his face was still a little wild.

The people around started clamoring to kill the kingslayer.

Caitlin also wished she could kill the blond demon now, but her husband and daughter were still in their hands.

Suddenly the mountain became restless, and the scouts who were watching suddenly came to report, "Lord Stark, a cavalry has killed from the river."

For a moment, the eyes of the people who were still in a joyous atmosphere turned serious.

"Can you see how many people there are?"

The scout shook his head, "The flames are soaring into the sky, there are nearly two thousand pioneers alone."

Robb Stark turned to get on the horse, raised his shawl, but suddenly his arm was grabbed, and he turned to meet his mother's gaze.

"Robb," Catelyn called softly to her son.

He pulled his hand vigorously, then jumped on his horse, and he ordered the guards guarding his mother, "Bring my mother back to Luanhe City, and let Earl Frey open the door."

After speaking, he led a group of cavalry to gallop straight down to the river valley to kill.

Cole's cavalry rushed forward like a sharp sword, and the leader of the northern cavalry responded quickly. They quickly gathered several cavalry to meet the enemy head-on.

When swords and soldiers met, Cole swiped his sword a few times and killed several oncoming cavalry.They roared like a gust of wind, and within a few breaths, they rushed for hundreds of meters. Cole didn't know how many people died in his hands, anyway, he cut everyone he saw.

Often a handover can tell the winner. He opened the eye of time to avoid several fatal attacks, and he was very powerful when he got off the horse. At least one charge passed, and he and the horse were in peace.

When he looked back, there was chaos around him, shouts of killing, cursing, and screams.The shock made his head dizzy. Is this the battlefield?

A man approached with a spear and was kicked over by the horse. Cole pulled the rein and kicked the horse over him.

Continue swinging the sword to slash at the nearest enemy, the head of a northerner shot across the winter night, and a head soared into the sky.

Cole rushed to the next person as quickly as the wind.

The cold winter night is like a ruthless blade of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the enemies.

The northerners were retreating, and a group of cavalry gathered around Cole again. They followed closely behind the enemy and worked together to assassinate the loner.

At this time, a group of elite cavalry came out from the forest. The leader was fully armored, followed by a huge gray-black monster, and the banner was like a gray running wolf on a white background.

They rushed out from the left flank and caught Cole and others by surprise.

The two groups of cavalry intermingled together, making a mess in an instant.

Col rode his horse to inspect the circle, and there were cavalry around him, so the enemy couldn't get close for the time being.

He found the location of the enemy general, and the person who led the direwolf to kill the enemy was undoubtedly Robb Stark.

Because the direwolf guarded Robb's surroundings all the time, the horses dared not approach him at all, so a vacuum was formed around him. Not only the horses were afraid of this monster, but people were also afraid of it.

As soon as Cole approached, the horses under him gave up.

Robb also found him, Cole's armor was not conspicuous, but just now Robb had seen clearly that all the Lannister knights were surrounded by Cole's two wings.

In an instant, both of them seemed to have reached a decision to duel tacitly.

Robb lightly clamped his spurs and came with a sword, his momentum was like a Sirius attacking the moon.

At this time, Cole's war horse finally calmed down, and Cole also approached with the momentum of Changhong.

The cold light exchanged, and there was a violent tremor, and the two of them were back and forth on the horses, showing their murderous intent.

Under the radiance of the fire, Robb finally saw the face under the half helmet. He felt very familiar with this person, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

Just heard Cole say, "Long time no see, Lord Stark."

That's right, how could Lord Robb, who manages so many things every day, remember an insignificant cook.

Cole danced with two swords, attacking with both hands, and after a while, Robb fell below.

When Robb fell off the horse's head in the cold winter night, Cole rode over on his horse Yingyue, blood dripping from the great sword in his hand.

Every sound of a horseshoe is like the rattle of death.

Suddenly, a gray shadow covered the moonlight, and flew towards it in the air.

Cole's eyes were fixed. After waiting for you for a long time, he let go of the rein and removed his stirrups. Cole rolled back and turned off his horse, allowing the direwolf named "Grey Wind" to fly away.

Its hair stood up, its blood-red eyes shone fiercely in the moonlight, and Cole could see the sharp wolf teeth when he bared his mouth.

At this time, Robb stood up with his sword, and the wolves surrounded Cole back and forth.

He spat on the ground, then turned sideways, with swords on the left and right, pointing directly at the two enemies.

"Just enough to kill both wolf cubs."

He swung his sword, and slashed swiftly toward Robb's side.

The young wolf lord did not show weakness, and held his sword to meet him. Cole's two swords merged and slashed, directly forcing him to take two steps back.

At this time, the wolf behind him also came up, Cole quickly jumped away, and put the two enemies in front of him.

Robb slapped the direwolf's body, and the wolf jumped into the woods.Cole knew he was going to put the direwolf in the dark.

"I want to know who my opponent is?" He coughed twice, and then asked Cole.

"Cole, I had the honor of being a cook in Winterfell for a few days." Cole approached with a sword.

Following his words, Robb seemed to recall something.

"Unexpectedly it was you."

"With your lord's care, now I fight for the Lannisters."

The sword slashed like a crescent moon, and the speed was astonishing, but Robb could handle it.

The direwolves rushed out of the woods from time to time, but they missed him.

It's extremely flexible.

And Cole was also shocked. Although it was only for a few moments, he gradually felt strenuous.

(End of this chapter)