Chapter 434: Back Raid

And at the time when the coalition forces could not resist the pressure of the Dothraki people and fell into collapse.

On the battlefield of the river beach outside Riverrun, a rumbling sound of iron hooves suddenly sounded behind the Dothraki army.

Countless valley knights, holding eagle banners high, circled behind the Dothraki at some point, and then launched a surprise attack.

This was a tactic negotiated by the coalition forces. The main front line held Viserys' army behind, while the Valley Knights pretended to be infighting and escaped from the base camp and went around to the back. According to the agreed time, it was determined that Viserys would launch an attack today. Then prepare for an opportunistic raid.

In order to convince Viserys that infighting had really happened within the coalition, the Valley Knights deliberately took a long detour under the command of the Earl of Runestone City, Jon Royce.

He led the knights of the valley to the town of Earl Harroway along the river road, ran for a long distance in one breath, and then turned back in a big circle, wanting to hit Viserys from behind. Unprepared.

However, the agreed time was accurate and the plan was perfect. Jon Royce led the knights of the valley to the point of exhaustion.

But they never imagined that the form of the battlefield was not what they imagined. It was falling into a state of anxiety, but instead presented a one-sided situation.

The Dothraki, who charged repeatedly, came and went in and out of the coalition's formation. The formation of the coalition had become riddled with the dragon's flames and the destruction of the giants.

The formation of the coalition army has been beaten into a sieve, and the Dothraki are arbitrarily harvesting their lives.

However, the arrival of the Valley Cavalry became a shot in the arm, hitting the coalition soldiers who were on the verge of collapse, and the coalition soldiers began to fight back.

"kill!"

"Kill these savages!"

"Kill the son of the mad king!"

Stannis, who was covered in blood, was fighting hard, and the sword in his hand had been cut and rolled.

He stood in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and his eyes even became a little dazed. The whole world was full of scarlet colors, with flames, blood, and bright scimitars.

"Hoohoho~"

A Dothraki cavalry charged at him, wielding a machete.

Stannis subconsciously raised the long sword in his hand to block, but he didn't, and was slashed on the shoulder with a knife.

Blood spurted out from the gaps in the armor. If it wasn't for the armor to block it, the knife would have chopped off his left arm directly.

The intense pain made Stannis wake up suddenly. He panted heavily and swung his sword to fight back, but a flying arrow pierced his calf.

puff--

Blood poured out all of a sudden.

"Humph."

Stannis groaned in pain and fell to his knees, while the obscure Dothraki rang above his head.

"This man looks like the chief of the lambs, and Kaa asks them to be kept alive."

A Dothraki spoke to Casko next to him.

And Casco, who had dark circles under his eyes, looked indifferently at Stannis, who was kneeling down with pain on his face, and nodded slightly.

"Then leave him alive."

"take away!"

The battlefield filled with gunpowder, the Dothraki hooves trampled on the surrounding land, and a group of steppe knights surrounded Stannis and howled.

Then a rope fell from the sky and went straight to Stannis' neck, pulling him to the ground.

A Dothraki cavalryman was skilled in harnessing horses. He pulled the hemp rope with one hand, and rode around Stannis in a circle. He pulled his palm down slightly, and the rope around Stannis' neck suddenly tightened. He tried desperately to break free but to no avail, his face turned red.

"Hoohoho~"

The Dothraki dragged Stannis on horseback like a wild dog, dragged it on the ground and pulled it aside to prepare for a tie.

"stop!"

"Let go of Lord Stannis!"

And on the chaotic battlefield, a Storm's End soldier with a crowned stag emblem on his chest saw this scene.

With a roar, he drew his sword and rushed to save Stannis, but was blocked by a fallen Dothraki.

The Storm's End soldier stabbed with a sword, and the skilled Dothraki warrior directly clamped the blade with his elbow, and then slit his throat with a knife in the eyes of the other party in disbelief.

puff--

The corpse fell headlong on the blackened ground.

And not far away.

Countless valley knights suddenly appeared on the battlefield from the rear, and then rushed over like a tide.

"kill!"

The commander of the Valley Knights, Earl Jon Royce, also went into battle in person, holding a long sword. Countless Valley Knights crowded around him and killed the battlefield in the distance.

In their imaginations the Dothraki should panic and even run away, because the fact that the cavalry rushes around the back is a devastating blow to any army.

However, the Dothraki did not panic, but kept running and howling on horseback, confusing their target.

The knight in the valley was greeted by a giant spinning axe and a giant dragon swooping down from the sky. It opened its abyss-like mouth, and a dazzling red light lit up in its throat.

Yon Royce, the count of Runestone City, was wearing bronze armor. He watched this scene helplessly, his throat rolled slightly, and he swallowed.

"Damn!"

Then he mustered up his courage and jumped down from the high-speed galloping horse one second before the dragon flame was launched.

With a plop, he fell to the ground and rolled, almost not fainting, and the sky above his head lit up with a red light.

rumbling—

The dragon flames that the dragon breathed frantically swept the ground, directly submerging the position where Jon Royce should have appeared.

Countless valley knights let out terrifying wailing sounds in the flames, their armors were wrapped in flesh and blood, and they collapsed together with their war horses, and were burned to ashes.

clang--

A valley knight confronted the Dothraki, and the Arrakis slashed the thick breastplate without breaking the defense, and then the valley knight wearing the family crest stabbed under the horse with a sword.

The giant Mag rushed up to meet the army formation of the knights in the valley, picked up the giant axe that had just been thrown, and faced a knight who was rushing towards it, he slashed it, and directly split the opponent with the horse and the axe into two pieces. Half, the scene is extremely bloody.

Roar--

Then Mag slammed his chest angrily, bathed in red firelight, and let out a deafening roar. All the surrounding valley knights were frightened and fled in all directions.

And not far away.

Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell, was covered in blood, and he was fighting hard with his two-handed sword of Valyrian steel, Ice.

Beside him fell an unknown number of corpses, including coalition soldiers and Dothraki.

And Viserys saw Eddard Stark not far away, and then urged the horse to come over here, and then reined in the reins and turned over and dismounted.

"kill!"

On the chaotic battlefield, there were flames everywhere, and there were shouts of killing everywhere.

Ed supported the hilt of the sword with one hand and panted slightly, watching the silver-haired knight dismount and walk towards him, his eyes showing an unconcealed complexity.

"Viserys."

The surrounding air was filled with gunpowder and the smell of blood.

bang——

With the spear stuck on the ground, Viserys walked towards Eddard with one hand on the hilt of the sword, then stopped two or three meters away from the Duke of Winterfell and said.

"Surrender, Lord Stark."

"The war is over."

Write the second chapter quickly, and I've been so busy lately.