Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

The rustling wind cut through the grass on the slope like a blade, and the whistling sound covered the sound of the wester cavalry rushing.

"Bracken's infantry divided into four teams and wanted to cross the Red Fork River. They are crazy. Do they want to take the initiative to attack!"

"The Blackwood and Mallister armies clashed and retreated dozens of miles. It seems that the riverland soldiers guarding the Tengshi River are only the 400 archers left by Blackfish. Sir Jaime let the army try to cross the Tengshi River, which is basically a sure victory!"

"The riverland soldiers are weak, the Tully family is like this, and Bracken is not much worse. We will win!"

The adjutant whispered, he comforted the wester cavalry who felt a little restless around him, "Sir Jaime is invincible in a hundred battles. With him leading us, we will not lose."

The wester cavalry nodded frequently, waving the whip a little harder, and closely followed the attacking wester lion.

The wailing sounds of the scattered Bracken soldiers who were fleeing in all directions were heard everywhere. The ruthless spears of the Westerland Iron Cavalry pierced the chests of the Bracken soldiers, and the blood splashed on the lush green shade and moist black soil under the horses' hooves.

Jaime's long sword swept through the air, and the cut heads of the riverland soldiers were suddenly thrown into the air. The golden hilt played a trick in his hand, and the long sword spun with blood. Several riverland cavalrymen who were close to Jaime fell off their horses, wailing and screaming.

"Which group is this?" Jaime looked at the small number of Bracken soldiers scattered around the Red Fork River with some annoyance. They did cross the river, but they were like sending themselves to death.

"The fourth group, sir." said the adjutant.

"Didn't the scout say that only four of the Bracken army were crossing the river?" Jaime hit the adjutant on the back with the back of his sword, and the latter fell off his horse. He held his helmet and stood up in a panic. "The Bracken people may have dispersed immediately after crossing the river. The river soldiers must be afraid of your reputation. They may have fled again."

Jaime smiled contemptuously, "Ride your horse, it's a waste of time. I need you to bring a cavalry. We will split into two groups and kill the river soldiers who are trying to cross the river to death."

He rode over the bodies of the river soldiers one after another, and his horse's hooves stepped on the dying soldiers. A mouthful of blood spurted out of the soldier's mouth. "Spare my life, sir." A slight low gasp came out of the soldier's mouth.

"First squad! Follow me, and the rest of you follow your beloved adjutant, and pull out the remaining Bracken rats for me!" Jaime shouted loudly, with the sword pointing down. The river soldier who was just begging for mercy suddenly had a bloody slit on his face, and his voice stopped.

The iron hooves of the Westerlands stomped the land along the Red Fork River, leaving waves of vibrations.

Bows and arrows shot out a rain of arrows, hundreds of arrows fell on the surface of the Tengshi River, stirring up the sound of water like trout jumping out of the water.

"For Casterly Rock!"

"Lannister!"

"For Ser Jaime!"

The Westerlands infantry raised their shields, evacuated the rafts in an orderly manner, drew their swords, faced the Tully archers who were close at hand, roared loudly, and fought like lions.

"Retreat!" The archers were commanded by the old soldier who had accompanied Blackfish from the Bloody Gate to Riverrun. He calmly looked at the Westerlands army rushing across the river, about thousands of people, and the eagerness to seek fame was written all over his face. He had been like this before.

The four hundred archers of Blackfish put away their bows and arrows, drew their swords, and turned back quickly.

"A bunch of stinky fish from the riverlands, all cowards! Go ahead, kill all these archers!" Lannister Red Robe waved his long sword, threw down his broken shield, roared in his throat, and charged forward.

"Kill!"

The Westerland army was like a red torrent, roaring like a lion, rushing towards the weak Tully formation.

The long howling of wolves was loud in the distance, and the sound of horses' hooves was rhythmic in an orderly manner, but it shook the earth.

Some Westerland soldiers who were halfway across the Tengshi River seemed to feel a little uneasy. They swarmed forward and looked up tremblingly.

In the distance, the wind was sweeping, and the cold gray and white ice wolf flag was waving.

"Stark" Lannister Red Robe was slightly stunned. Didn't the scouts report that 20,000 Northern troops were heading straight for King's Landing to cause trouble for Lord Tywin?

The Northern cavalry rushed out of the forest as fast as a group of running wolves, and rushed down the hillside with their heads held high.

"For Winterfell!"

"For Stark!"

"For the North!"

The scene of the Northern cavalry charging, which filled the view continuously, deeply shocked the soaked Westerly infantry. They had no time to raise their spears or form a shield formation. He looked back and saw that the water of the Tengshi River was still flowing. The blood of his companions shot by Tully's archers was still on the water and had not melted into the water.

His pupils gradually enlarged, and the cry for help was stuck in his throat. The spear pierced his shoulder, and the horse's head hit him hard. The whole person seemed to have no bones. He flew straight into the air and fell softly to the ground, leaving a pool of blood.

The Westerly army was like a red lion, and the Stark cavalry was like a silver-white dagger. The lion exposed its soft neck, and the dagger pierced it directly, accurately.

The red lion collapsed by the river, and the whole army was annihilated.

Blackfish stood on the wall of Riverrun, watching the Westerly army guarding outside the city from a distance.

Thousands of advance troops from Riverrun have already arrived at the gates, ready to open the gates and march out.

Robb brought reinforcements from the north, not many in number, but they are all elite cavalry, a total of 6,000 people.

But more importantly, due to the Twins Agreement he and Edmure brought, the army in the valley would not have any harassment or invasion of the northern borders of the Riverlands and the territory from the Red Fork River to the Lake of God's Eye. Instead, they would follow The northern army marched south to King's Landing, and the combined forces of the wolf and eagle sent a stable and heart-wrenching message to the princes of the Riverlands, that is, the osprey would be temporarily reconciled with the intervention of the wolf.

Only then did Blackwood, Mallister, and Bracken finally agree to obey the tactical arrangements of a backbone and sacrifice part of their military strength to obey military orders. However, this backbone was Robb. Stark, not himself who protects Riverrun.

The rear of the Riverlands was no longer intimidated by the valley, and the princes dared to let go and encircle the Lannister who had been harassing them.

Even more reassuring than the northern army brought by Robb was the confirmation from the lords of the Riverlands that the hawks of the valley were no longer watching them.

The power of this political message is no less than that of an army of ten thousand.

Brynden Tully couldn't help but sigh slightly when he thought of this. The military strength of the Riverlands has not always been weak, but it is difficult for the princes to serve with one heart. Even when Hoster was young, the conflicts among the princes of the Riverlands There is no solution. It is as difficult as trying to get the two sides to take care of each other and fight together.

Attendant Devin walked up to him. The trophy helmet he had snatched from the Alpine clan was finally discarded and replaced with a brand new Riverland half-helm.

"Sir, the scouts are here to report that Duke Robb has crossed the Tengshi River and is heading this way. He will soon be able to surround the Westerners who are besieging the city." Dai Wen spoke easily, still wearing that silly smile on his face.

Brynden nodded, "Inform the entire army to lower the drawbridge and leave the city to meet the enemy."

The gates of Riverrun City, which had been sealed for a long time, slowly opened, and the suspension bridge was slowly lowered.

The Western Soldier looked at this scene with some surprise, but he quickly realized something was wrong and hurriedly turned around and ran towards the military camp.

Behind the military camp, Robb Stark holds a long sword in his hand, and the direwolf Gray Wind rushes into the enemy camp with blood on his mouth.

"The young wolf! (The young wolf)"

"Young Wolf Lord!"

"Young Wolf Lord!"

The shouts of the Northern Cavalry had changed at this time. Simple and clear words that symbolized the identity of the commander were shouted out frequently. The Northern Cavalry swept through the Western Army like flying blades cutting weeds.

Heiyu sat on his horse, drew his long bow, and shot arrows into the air, falling like meteors.

Trout and direwolf, in the water and on the ground, team up to hunt the lion.