Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

The blue voice passed by like a ghost, and the sound of the charge horn and the sound of fighting were now only endless wailing.

"Lord Edmure..." The Riverland soldier was dragged to the ground by his horse, his chest seemed to be pierced with a hole, covered with gravel and sand, and his flesh and blood were embedded in the sharp hard stone. He screamed in pain and called his commander.

The only sound in Edmure's mind was the loud sound of arrows flying through the air. His warhorse had lost its legs and fell to the ground wailing in pain.

"Kill!" The Riverland soldiers charged in front of him, and their courageous shouts were instantly drowned in the torrent of blue heavy armor.

The soldiers who were forced to dismount raised their shields and tried to make a final resistance, but things always went against their wishes. The continuous probing of the spear pierced the infantry's shield and pierced his arm. "Ahhhh!" Wailing sounds continued to come from the opposite position.

"Lord Edmure!" A voice came from a distance.

Edmure turned around and saw that it was his attendant.

"The formation is messed up. The light cavalry of the valley has circled behind us. Our soldiers have no intention of charging. They are all bows and arrows!" The attendant said anxiously, "There are heavy cavalry of the valley in front. This battle cannot be fought. We are all cloth armor, and they are all heavy armor. We are no match for them. Let's go!"

Edmure raised his eyes that were stained with blood, "My cavalry?"

"Your cavalry is gone. The defenders of Salt Pan Town have been taken away from the ferry by the knights of the Hean family and all retreated to the south bank of the Red Fork River. Only the knights of the Darry family are still in Salt Pan Town commanding the remaining hundreds of infantry. They didn't come to cooperate with us in this battle!" The attendant said loudly to Edmure. He could see that Edmure had been frightened to the point of losing his voice by such a tragic scene.

"Impossible," Edmure staggered to his feet, "The Riverland cavalry I led are a group of experienced warriors, how could they be defeated so quickly?"

The attendant grabbed Edmure's arm and pulled him away, "We fought against the infantry of the Westerlands before, and we have no experience fighting cavalry. It is normal to fail, sir!"

The arrows were anointed with oil, and flames rose on the tips of the arrows. They were like meteors falling to the earth in the sky. The horses of the Riverland soldiers were startled in an instant and fled in all directions. The Riverland riders were even thrown off their horses and hit hard on the hard rocks, fainting.

Edmure rode on a horse with the help of his servant. He glanced at the servant and said, "Come with me."

"Someone has to stay behind, my lord." The servant drew his sword and turned back to call Edmure's guards, "Come with me!"

The sound of frying came from all around, and the blue crescent falcon flag seemed to be hidden in the firelight. Edmure swallowed his saliva. The cavalry of the valley finally appeared in front of him at this time, with long spears standing in front of him, and the charge horns seemed to be everywhere, with nowhere to escape.

Edmure waved his whip, and the horse felt pain and ran away.

"Kill!" The servant and Edmure's guards gathered together, "Kill these people from the valley!"

The cavalry charged, and the long spears covered the team led by the servant. After the horses' hooves trampled, only a little flesh and blood was left, and the cloth armor was destroyed on the ground.

Anda Royce rode past the corpses on a warhorse, "Edmure's guards." He pointed to the emblem on the chest of the servant.

"Isn't it Edmure Tully?" asked the knight beside Anda.

"No," Anda frowned, "If it is, it will be quite troublesome."

The knight looked at the war horses running around in the riverlands, "These people in the riverlands don't know how to raise horses, and they haven't done the most basic desensitization training. The enemy army seeing this will deal a fatal blow to the riverlands."

"It's a massacre," Anda responded, "Just like now, these cavalrymen don't look like noble knights in the riverlands, they should be conscripted civilians."

"Indeed," the knight nodded, and he asked Anda, "Sir, do you want to pursue now?"

"Chase? Chase that Edmure?" Anda frowned, "We are originally a passive counterattack. If we pursue, won't it be like the defender?"

"Pursue the victory, if Duke Attis comes, he shouldn't blame us." The knight persuaded.

Anda shook his head, "First report this matter to Duke Artis and my father. There is no peace to be negotiated with the Riverlands now. We can talk about other things later."

The knight nodded. He looked at the messy battlefield in front of him. The knights of the Vale had dismounted and dragged the bodies of the Riverlands soldiers, piling them together, ready to burn at any time.

Sparks emerged from the pile of corpses, and the fire spread in just a few breaths. There was even a smell of barbecue in the air. The knights of the Vale dismounted and surrounded the pile of corpses, silently watching the scene where the stranger took the lives of the warriors with the help of flames.

"I remember the rumor that Edmure was good at cavalry combat in the Golden Tooth City." Anda said, looking at the rising flames.

The knights on the side looked at each other. The news of the continuous victory of the Riverlands had long been passed on, and they didn't know why Edmure was so unbearable.

"Order the light cavalry to pack up and head towards the Salt Pan Town. Take over the ferry before they destroy it." Anda ordered. He was quite annoyed at this time. It was originally a mission to suppress bandits, but a regular army from the riverlands appeared, and it was led by Edmure Tully, who has recently become famous.

The night was deep, the fireworks were hot, but after leaving the pile of corpses, the coldness enveloped again. The cavalry of the valley had been stationed here for a long time, and they could feel the coldness coming to the earth.

...

On the King's Road, a scout light cavalry arrived at Attis's team.

Attis coldly listened to the news conveyed by Anda's scout, and Earl Beric asked anxiously: "Is what you said true? Not a bit false?"

The scout put his hand on his chest, "I swear in the name of the Seven Gods."

Earl Beric looked helplessly at Attis Arryn who was silent in front of him. He knew that no words could persuade the young Duke of the Vale to give up the determination to attack Tully and punish the Riverlands.

According to the scout, the thousand Vale cavalry led by Anda were suddenly attacked by the Riverlands army led by Edmure Tully at night, and the losses were extremely tragic.

Although the Tully team was repelled, the Vale knights could no longer tolerate the provocation of the Tully family, and the voices vowing to capture Riverrun became louder and louder among the knights of the Vale. These are the original words conveyed by the scout to Sir Anda Royce.

According to the scout's description, the other people who had accompanied Artis since King's Landing, except for the silent guards of the Arryn family, Weymar Royce and Sir Shufu, were all looking at Artis impatiently, with anger in their anxiety.

Anger was not from the Vale, so he just watched Artis's reaction quietly, but he had guessed that under his seemingly calm appearance, his anger was accumulating, but Artis rarely showed his emotions directly in front of everyone.

Lord Beric Dondarrion looked at the reactions of the crowd with worry, and the original intention of the task given to him by Duke Eddard might not be completed.

"Retreat first." Artis finally spoke.

The scout sent by Anda understood and left silently.

"Duke," Lord Beric Dondarrion said immediately, "I'm afraid this is a misunderstanding. After all, the bandits were flying your banner."

"Misunderstanding is no longer important, Lord Beric," Weymar said directly, "The point is that the Tullys have repeatedly provoked the Vale, and we can't help but teach Riverrun a lesson."

"The kingdom has finally been at peace, which is what the Iron Throne hopes for and what Lord Eddard expects." Lord Beric continued.

Weymar said impatiently, "Excuse me, Lord Beric, you are not from the Vale, and you may not know the nature of this matter."

Atis listened quietly to the argument between the two until they all focused their attention on him.

"Bleeding Gate, attack Riverrun directly." Atis stood up and finally said loudly, "Gather the army!"