Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 211 The Blade in the Darkness
This is the eastern edge of Tengshi Town.

In the previous chaos, Jon Fossoway concentrated all the troops he could control in this temporarily calm area.

This is already the limit of what he can do.

Time is too tight.The enemy cavalry, coming from the camps on the north and south and across the river from the west, broke through the two outer lines of defense almost without hindrance.

Tengshi Town was not large enough to slow down the cavalry.

All the awakened people saw the destruction and massacre not far away, and understood that this scene was about to spread to the town.

Tengshi Town is just an ordinary town.Apart from the small castle in the center of the town, how can there be anything that can stop the cavalry from trampling on it?And the defense line outside the town has been breached.

The threat of death was so strong that it was caught off guard.

If it weren't for the bright light shot into the sky by the enemy to drive away the terrifying and unknown darkness, the huge army would probably scream and flee in all directions.

But it's not far from a crash.

Jon Fossoway realized this, so he resolutely abandoned the small castle and went to the dense crowd, trying to regain control of this chaotic army.

Only in this way can we really get a chance.After all, it is 2 people.

At this time, many people had spontaneously ran to a safe place, or a place they thought was safe—the east side of the town.

Jon Fossoway gathered his troops here.

Although the low houses and twisty dirt roads in the town can't delay the enemy for too long, at this critical moment of life and death, even a moment of breathing is precious and worth fighting for.

Shouts and images of the enemy filled the sky.

Jon Fossoway ordered all horns to be blown, and all orderlies to be sent.Not only to interfere with the enemy's shouting and persuading to surrender, to alleviate uneasiness and hesitation, but also to tell the army: the troops that approach the enemy will resist on the spot, and those who have not joined the battle will immediately join the defense eastward.

How effective the first order was, Jon Fossoway did not know.

But the second military order soon paid off.Countless soldiers poured in from the west, north, and south, in twos and threes, or in one or two small groups, and the organization was scattered.

The initially formed military formation was almost dispersed by these people again.

Fortunately, the enemy did not arrive at this time.

The military formation then opened a gap, allowing the panicked "reinforcements" to run to the rear for a little rest and preparation.

Had to.

These newly joined people look like a group of deserters.The armor was messy, he looked flustered, and he didn't even bring a weapon.

Where have all the officers gone? !How to fight in this situation? !
Jon Fossoway could not help looking gloomy.

Fortunately, there is an arsenal on the east side.The logistics officer quickly led a group of relatively stable soldiers to maintain order, and quickly distributed swords, bows and arrows to the people.

The cavalry rushed over.

Fortunately, several thousand soldiers have been reorganized and are standing in the front line.

Jon Fossoway immediately ordered the army to defend and counterattack, and at the same time told the stragglers in the rear to speed up and prepare for support at any time.

The terrain is relatively favorable.

Jon Fossoway comforted himself secretly.

The roads in Tengshi Town were narrow and winding, and the large cavalry could not use them at all. Instead, the infantry's phalanx was more powerful.

And our own side also has a military advantage.

Now there are at least 5000 people concentrated here, and the cavalry who launched the attack was at most several thousand.

Even with those...

Jon Fossoway looked back.The light illuminated a large area, allowing him to see the scene on the hills to the east of the town.

Thousands of cavalry lined up in three lines without moving.

Behind them are hundreds of small black spots, and it is from these things that the light in the sky is emitted.

If only this ability, there is still hope.

Twenty thousand against ten thousand.

There are threats on all sides, and we must not retreat hastily.

Jon Fossoway thought silently.It is necessary to withstand the impact of these thousands of cavalry and delay time.Horses are known to tire faster than people.

Similarly, there are at least a few thousand people outside the town who can fight. Time will calm them down and restore some courage and loyalty.The sword is by their side, as long as they see the hope of victory.

The enemy suddenly stopped, and only a few hundred people continued to move forward, looking like they were committing suicide.

But then those things happened.

now……

"Surrender without killing!"

"Black Fish" rushed to the front with the Jihad Army.

Under the blessing of the bursts of declarations in the sky, the cavalry on the horses broke through the first shield wall and spear formation without much counterattack.

These soldiers generally lost their fighting spirit.

But the stragglers behind have initially recovered their combat power, and they have not seen the power of the Holy Shield.

The officers issued strict orders.

In confusion and confusion.Many soldiers aimed their weapons at the cavalry ahead and drew their bows and arrows.

The artillery turned its muzzle.

boom!
boom!boom……

The solid iron ball plowed cruel scars in the army formation, and the scarlet flesh and pale broken bones were clearly visible under the light.

Exploding bombs are even more palpitating.

With a loud noise, the steel pieces flew in all directions like a flock of frightened birds, passing through armors and flesh and blood on the way, until they were deeply embedded in the earth and rocks.

Inside the white mist is a complete Jedi.Vibrations and shocks shattered people's internal organs, bleeding from the mouth and nose, and the high temperature steamed the dead or howling flesh and blood, brewing a disgusting smell, causing countless living people to kneel and vomit.

The artillery fired only one salvo.

All the soldiers put down their weapons, even the stern officer who was the most feared on weekdays stood beside him with an extremely terrifying expression.

The officers themselves lost their minds.

All eyes were on Ser Jon Fossoway commanding from above...

The soil was as damp as the first rain after rain, and the air was as warm as a midsummer afternoon. The cavalry paced leisurely among countless soldiers, and no one dared to resist.

Once again, the "candle" in the sky fell and went out.

The deep unknown darkness can always be unsettling, especially this time with the addition of unknown noises and short shouts.

call out--

The light comes again.

Countless people had frightened expressions and dull eyes.

They see blood.

"No!!" Karel Vance shouted angrily, his eyes were bloodshot.

He rolled off his horse and ran towards the bloody corpse.

An ordinary dagger was stuck in the neck of the corpse.That was his father, Earl Vance of Travel's Rest!

He was not the only one who exclaimed and wailed.

The Peppers, the Brackens, the Mootons...

"Who pretended to surrender and murdered him secretly!?" Sir Alan Mooton, the Kingsguard, had a trembling voice, "Who killed my brother!? If you still have the slightest honor, stand up immediately! I will fight you one-on-one!"

Alan Mooton held his long sword tightly, and looked at every sergeant in the Reach with suspicious and resentful eyes.

The cavalry became restless.

"Heiyu" frowned deeply, and ordered everyone not to move lightly.

The "candle" goes out again.

Small sounds rose and fell in the darkness, the smell of blood spread rapidly, and life dissipated unknowingly.

When the next light came, few of the lords of the Reach were left.

There were also casualties on our side.

"Heiyu" was terrified in his heart, and immediately shouted: "Take the prisoners! The battle is over!"

The light never faded away.The battlefield returned to calm.

Looking at the surviving Jon Fossoway, Littlefinger sighed silently.Fortunately, your wife is Jayna Tyrell, and she doesn't have the ambitions of men.

Targets are all cleared.He submitted the assignment.

Many jihadists paused.

(End of this chapter)