Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

The fishing net was entangled with the charred mast, and the other end was hung on the protruding wooden stakes at the ferry.

The pungent smell of coke filled the water. The knight of the Darry family, Militang, silently watched the gradually rising black smoke. The fire in the port had been reduced.

But as the last piece of wood came with the "crackling" sound of the flames, the small port of Salt Pan Town facing the sea had been completely wiped out by the flames.

The river soldiers pushed the fishermen and snatched the last wooden boat they depended on for survival. Like a group of barking birds fighting for the ferry, the cries, prayers, and curses were heard by the knights of the Darry family.

"The port of Salt Pan Town has been burned to ashes." The knight next to him said.

Militang silently looked at the wailing people of Salt Pan Town in the distance, and silently stroked the Seven God Warrior Sword necklace on Bo's neck, "May the Seven Gods help them get through the difficulties." He kissed the necklace and looked at the black ducks raised by the residents of Salt Pan Town, "quack" and fluttering, covered by black smoke.

"The Seven Stars Temple is on the other side. You can go and pray now." The knight beside him said disdainfully. He had long had enough of the hypocrisy of the Seven Gods' words.

Militang turned his head and glanced at the knight, his eyes showing determination, "The Stranger will be born in this flame that symbolizes death and take away the souls of sinners."

The knight snorted coldly and turned his head to look at the other side of the Green Fork River. He didn't want to talk nonsense with these fanatics. He heard that this bastard stayed in the beggar's den in Darry City all day to teach some children to practice wooden swords and arm strength. It was ridiculous. If he had this time, he would have had a good sleep in the hotel.

Militang continued to look at the gray smoke that was about to dissipate in the distance, and his habitual melancholy and pity were hidden in his eyes.

"Hurry up! Chop this old woman and take the boat!" The river soldiers who had not yet boarded the boat roared, drew out their long swords and chopped at the ugly old hand that had been holding the edge of the wooden boat, and the bloody broken hand fell to the ground immediately.

"Ahhh!~"

The river soldier kicked away the fisherman who was protecting his mother, with his long sword across the shore, and one foot on the shore, shouting to the back, "Drive the boat into the river!"

The wooden boat swayed and sailed on the river, and the river soldier breathed a sigh of relief.

Militang stood up suddenly, put the arrow on the longbow, and was about to shoot the river soldier in anger.

The knight on the side quickly held him down and cursed: "You are crazy! If you have this energy, you might as well go and fight the valley people!"

"Woo!~"

The river soldier was stunned on the boat, and the soldiers who had not yet landed almost slowed down their movements at this moment, as if they wanted to make sure if they heard it wrong.

"Woo! Woo!" The sobbing and cold military trumpet sound suddenly turned into a hurried one, and the river soldiers who were still on the shore could also feel that the ground seemed to be shaking.

"Quick! Get on the boat!" The port shore, which was originally only slightly turbulent, suddenly became like boiling water in a pot, boiling completely.

"Who is it? Who is coming?" Some Riverland soldiers still didn't know what was going on, so they asked their companions.

The companions hurriedly stepped onto the boat, threw the cloth bags they carried on the boat, and pulled the inquiring soldiers up, "Who could it be! The cavalry of the valley!"

"Thump, thump! Thump, thump!"

The horses' hooves stepped on the carefully repaired stone slabs in the center of the Salt Pan Town, and the blue and white fluttering battle flags passed by the buildings of the Salt Pan Town, workshops, houses, and brothels, and rushed straight to the river bank.

"Kill!" The Valley Cavalry clamped their war horses and sent their long spears forward fiercely.

In Militang's sight, the open port shore suddenly became extremely crowded, and a large number of blue figures rushed to the port shore. The cloth armor worn by the Riverland soldiers was like paper toys. Under the impact of the war horses, several holes were immediately pierced, and flesh and blood fell into the river. Under the diffused black smoke, the blood-stained water surface was spreading.

The boat that the river soldier who had chopped off the old woman's hand was on was not far from the shore, and the soldiers on the boat rowed desperately to the other side.

The knight behind the mask immediately ordered: "Shoot!" With a wave of his hand and the flag raised, the valley cavalry quickly pulled up their longbows, and the cavalry of the other square teams held long swords to harvest the river soldiers who wanted to flee to the salt field town.

"Swoosh! ~Swoosh! ~"

Militang saw that the black spots gradually grew larger under the cover of the black smoke from the fire, and suddenly there were many splashes on the river water. A stunned arrow passed through his face and pierced into the wooden boat.

When he looked up again, the backward wooden boat was full of fallen corpses, including the river soldier who Militang wanted to shoot with an arrow. His mouth was full of red foam, his head leaned on the bow, and an arrow with a blue feather tail was stuck behind him.

The knights of the valley looked silently at the burnt port through the gap of their half helmets, and the knights lowered their spears, as if watching the river soldiers who were crossing the river by boat gradually leave.

"We have another ruin, Sir Anda." The knight walked slowly, holding the warhorse in his hand, and said to Anda who was still on horseback looking at the wooden boat in the river in the distance.

Anda was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "Yes..."

"It seems that the possibility of crossing the river in Yanchang Town is not high. This damn Sanhe rubbish has left only a sea of ​​fire and a ferry without a fishing boat in every village and town. I really don't know if they are bandits, or the group pretending to be us are bandits!" The knight cursed.

Anda was very depressed. There were quite a few heavy cavalry among the thousand cavalrymen, so their speed must have been affected. The high-quality grass they carried was not enough for the native horses of the Arryn Valley to eat in the past few days. The weeds that could be seen everywhere in the riverlands did not have many that were suitable for the valley horses to eat, so the quality was too poor. No wonder the riverlands had always lacked cavalry.

This situation continued, so that the speed of the thousand cavalrymen's attack was much slower than expected, but what made him even more depressed was that the river soldiers on the east bank of the Green Fork River did not seem to have the intention to protect the territory. Every time they arrived at a place, they could only see the river soldiers retreating by boat like today, without any resistance or attack.

"The Sanhe people have already planned to abandon this field on the east bank of the Green Fork River." Anda said, he sighed slightly, looking at the boat docking port with only a gray trace left, and a wooden boat that was caught by fire and did not escape the fate of burning and sank to the bottom of the water, with the mast exposed outside, which seemed to be a merchant ship for merchants going to the sea.

This means that crossing the river has become more difficult. Anda thought to himself, and the color of worry climbed up his cheeks.

...

There is a large window in the bedroom that Nestor arranged for Attis. The thick glass is something Attis has never seen before. It is closed all year round, and the cold light shines through the window and sprinkles on Attis's naked upper body.

Mia Shidong was wrapped in a quilt, her head buried in the pillow, and her light breathing was the only sound in the silent bedroom. Atis gently put his hand on Mia's calf that was exposed from the quilt, with a smile on his face, and then put on his clothes and left the bedroom hall.

Shufu and Ange stood in the outer hall of the bedroom, with armor and swords ready. Shufu habitually put on the inner leather armor for Atis, wearing the armor and long sword, and Ange could only help Shufu.

"Shufu," Atis said, "you are a knight, you don't have to do the work of a squire anymore."

Shufu shook his head, "Ange is not very smart, so let him serve the master of the Arlin family? I'm still worried." He ignored Ange, whose face had turned black, and belittled him in person.

The maid walked into the outer hall of the bedroom, folded her hands on her abdomen, bowed her head slightly, and saluted softly: "Master Attis."

Attis nodded, and she walked to the door of the inner hall of the bedroom, sat down quietly and knitted the woolen yarn she brought, tiptoeing without making a sound, waiting for Mia to wake up.

Ange yawned slightly. At this time, the horizon was just slightly bright, and the sun had not yet risen, but the order for the front army to march had been issued. This was not considered too anxious, and it violated the taboo of military strategists. The valley army had been preparing for a long time and was just waiting for orders.

Attis walked out of the bedroom. The temperature of the corridor of the hot spring garden was no different from that of the bedroom. It was still warm as spring. But when Attis walked out of the stone gate of the hot spring garden, the cold wind suddenly swept over his body. The temperature difference was so great that it was sighing.

"Master Attis!" The voice of Bachelor Komon.

Attis turned around. Komon was wrapped in a gray coat with long sleeves. This appearance reminded Attis of Maester Luwin who served in Winterfell.

"Maester." Attis nodded slightly.

"I just came down from the Eyrie yesterday, Lady Lysa..." Maester Komon said breathlessly, but then he remembered that it was a taboo to mention Lysa in the Gates of the Moon, so he could only stop talking and lower his voice: "When she was found, she was committing suicide." After seeing Attis's eyes, Komon hurriedly said: "Of course it didn't succeed. She was rescued in time, but now she is unconscious. Do you want to go up and take a look?"

Attis shook his head, "War is more important, Komon."

Komon nodded after hearing it, "I just want an instruction from the master, I'm afraid you won't have time to see it if I release the raven..."

"Since she is in bed, tell the public that she is sick, incurable, and just reject those batches of suitors who don't know the inside story." Attis said lightly.

After agreeing, Kemon hurriedly left. The new maester of the Gates of the Moon had just arrived. As the Duke's maester, he naturally had to go and see him.

Outside the Gates of the Moon, the Vale army stood in line. Lynn Corbray looked up, staring at the eagle flying in the distance, lost in thought. The Valyrian steel sword "Lady of the Void" hung low at his waist, looking like it was about to slip off.

Atis looked from a distance. Lynn Corbray's waist-length brown hair and sword-thin figure looked like a tall long-haired woman. Among the many nobles and knights of the Vale, Lynn's armor was the most gorgeous, and so was the scabbard.

Robert Royce stood beside Lynn, looking at Lynn who was still looking up at the sky, and said "hush" to remind him, "The Duke is here."

Lynn rubbed his eyes, "I've been waiting for a long time. Is the Duke trapped in the arms of a woman?"

Robert frowned slightly, ignored Lynn, and just urged his horse forward, saluted and said, "Duke Atis."

Lynn followed behind him and bowed his head in cooperation.

Attis rode his horse to the front and whispered, "Let's go."

"The whole army is on the move!" Robert said to the messenger.

"The whole army is on the move!"

"The whole army is on the move! ~"

The repeated voice echoed in the valley army, and the whole army leaped into the air like a giant eagle slowly taking off.

And don't rush