Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

Chapter 228 Battle of Blackwater River (3)

The war trumpets are ringing, and the melodies of fighting and mourning are played and sung in the distance.

The boy pressed his face against the wall of the room and leaned towards the gap in the door step by step.

"Boom!"

A loud noise made him shiver a few times, his face suddenly retracted, and his breathing became rapid.

He swallowed, and his heartbeat of "Dong Dong!" was clearly audible.

The boy leaned his head against the wall and felt the shaking of the stone wall.

It seemed like a long time passed before the shaking of the wall gradually subsided.

The boy gasped softly again and hesitated for a moment. The curiosity welling up in his heart once again overshadowed the fear. He shook his head and sprinkled the water he scooped out during the day on his face. The sudden coolness suddenly woke him up.

The boy put his face close to the wall again and moved towards the crack of the door.

The Knight of the Stormland stumbled into his side in embarrassment. Barristan wiped his neck away mercilessly, picked up his sword and shield, and took care to avoid the attacks of his attendants.

In a blink of an eye, the blue and white flag passed not far away in front of him, and the soldiers whose horses were knocked away were like scattered flowers flying in the air, performing a good show of falling to the ground before their eyes.

The boy's body was picked up by his father and was about to drag him towards the back room.

Severe pain came from the top of his head. The boy quickly turned his head, and his father looked at him angrily.

Sandor Clegane smiled softly at himself, threw away his broken sword, picked up a handy hammer from the pile of dead people, and smashed it on the heads of the soldiers who were running around from north to south, west to east.

The loud neighing of the horses made the two of them stop their movements.

"Long live Duke Attis!~"

Barristan regained his composure, picked up the incomplete white robe, and waved it again and again in front of the approaching knights. He avoided a heavy chop, leaving only half of the white robe.

……

James continued to quicken his pace, running through the rare and spacious streets of King's Landing, heading straight to the Red Keep.

His eyes widened, and a feeling of loss suddenly fell in his heart. It was empty outside, the streets and alleys were only dark, and there was no sword fight as he imagined.

William Lannister swung his riding whip and followed James with difficulty. The knight he served did not seem to be worried about the battle situation at the Old City Gate. This was true, even if he looked at it from a distance at the Gate of the Gods, he could It can be seen that Stannis's Stormland army has been disorganized and the whole army is in disarray.

The sound of fighting gradually weakened, and the sound of horse hooves shaking the ground gradually became louder. Barristan gasped and looked around. The Vale Cavalry was like a blue needle, digging out gaps in the Stormland army, tearing apart Stannis's emptiness. line of defense.

The pioneer cavalry from the valley even reached the gate of the old city. The Stormland army was obviously overwhelmed by the sudden attack from behind. Barristan watched helplessly as a Stormland knight shook his head in front of him. Looking around in confusion, shouting absurd sentences "Where is the enemy?", Barristan looked at the knight, who was obviously just a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. His face was pale, and his hair was stuck to his helmet with sweat stains. inside.

The gushing blood was like a waterfall, and Barristan's white hair was completely smeared.

"Pfft!" The sound of the sword piercing the attendant's head was like splitting a sweet watermelon, and the juice was squeezed out.

He grabbed the broken sword, pointed it at the knight's exposed neck, and stabbed it hard.

The horses' hooves clattered, and the white robes and glowing masks of the Kingsguard attracted attention.

"Bang!" The hammer hit the helmet, and the helmet deflated visibly to the naked eye. The Stormland soldiers wailed on the ground in pain.

The boy felt a pressure on his back. His father pressed his body down and stared at the crack in the door nervously.

His ears were plucked fiercely, and his father's whisper was filled with fire, "Do I have to tie up your hands and feet with hemp rope before you are willing to stay away from the door!"

He dropped his weapon, "We have to escape, we have to get back to the ship..."

Before he finished speaking, a spear penetrated his chest, leaving a hole filled with blood.

"Ser Barristan!"

The Vale Knight stopped his horse, and Barristan looked up. It was Anda Royce, the eldest son of the Royce family.

He took off his mask and said to Barristan: "Duke Attis has long discussed strategy with Lord Tywin and agreed to attack Stannis together."

Barristan nodded slightly, it could only be like this, what else could it be. "Duke Attis is the savior of King's Landing." Barristan praised.

Anda nodded slightly with satisfaction, remained silent, closed his mask, and rode towards the surroundings.

"Boom!"

The sound of swords hitting shields came from the far ramp. A large number of infantrymen in the valley held up long fan-shaped shields, hitting the shields with the backs of their swords, and slowly ran towards Stannis's army.

Their helmets and armor were thrown away, and their swords and shields were thrown to the ground.

The Stormlanders surged towards the sea. Barristan no longer even raised his sword to meet the enemy, but only raised his shield high and looked around vigilantly. Stannis's army swarmed towards their warships, and their fighting spirit seemed to be drained away. .

The Valley army was not in a hurry to besiege the enemy. They just urged the Stormland army to rush to the coast like the people of King's Landing rushing to market. The knights who unfortunately fell became prisoners of the Valley people.

Barristan's hand relaxed, he let out a long breath, and slumped down on the raised rocks on the spot, sitting and watching the enemy troops flee.

……

Joffrey paced around Maegor's tower, his lips twitching.

The sound of fighting almost killed him.

"I want Stannis's head and hang it on the top of the city. The wind will blow, the rain will blow, the thunder will strike! A hundred years! Ten thousand years will not stop!"

Joffrey screamed hysterically, convulsing so much that others were frightened.

But Sansa knew that Joffrey was more afraid.

"It will be so, Your Majesty the King," Meryn Tran looked out the window of Maegor's Tower from time to time. "As long as you are here, King's Landing will last forever, and Stannis' head will definitely be here."

Cersei was surprisingly silent, staring silently at the mirror in front of her and drinking the red wine in her hand.

Joffrey turned to look at Sansa, suddenly approached and grabbed Sansa's chin forcefully.

His voice was subtle, like a devil's whisper, "Listen, my Sansa, if King's Landing is captured, I will make your life worse than death and feed you to the maggots in the dungeon!"

"There are rumors of direwolves in the city. Maybe it would be good to feed the wolf girl to the wolves." Merlin Tran nervously came up with an idea. He looked at Sansa, as if he wanted to find some relief from the little girl's frailty.

Sansa couldn't help laughing at them, and burst out laughing.

Joffrey's eyes widened, "Are you laughing? You are laughing!" He shouted hysterically and drew out the sword from his waist, "I must make you look good! Look, look..."

The Joffrey in front of him was like a child who was helpless and crazy in a prison, a combination of childishness and cruelty.

Sansa smiled and held her head high. "If it makes you feel better, come on," she said, but she was laughing inside.

What a bunch of cowards! She shouted in her heart.

Joffrey froze in place, looking at Sansa in confusion.

The door suddenly opened, and a Kingsguard who looked like James appeared at the door.

"Attis Arryn is here to help us, Cersei!"

James's voice! Cersei suddenly stood up from her stool and looked towards the door with joy.

"James..."

The original words stopped in her throat, and Cersei looked at the tall figure at the door in confusion.

Joffrey didn't care so much. He walked to the window and looked into the distance.

The banners of Nightsong and Stannis lay slumped over the sea, and the crescent falcon banner of House Arryn and the banners of many nobles in the Vale fluttered on the beach.

"It's my brother-in-law's army!" Joffrey shouted loudly, with joy beyond words.

(End of this chapter)