Dominate the Game of Thrones with Mount and Blade

Chapter 87 Reinforcements

The Westerland Army commanded by the Mountain is the core elite of the Lannister family soldiers.

Clegane himself is usually just Tywin's guard, and often lives in his family castle near Silver Mountain.

In other words, the two are not familiar with each other.

So after the fight, the ordinary Westerland soldiers cooperated well in twos and threes, while the Mountain himself only had two men, Dunsen and Polliver, guarding the flanks.

Originally, Arthur wanted to fight with the Mountain and these two men, and the others would fight the Westerland soldiers.

But because the Dornish really hated Clegane, it became Arthur and five Dornish spearmen to fight the Mountain and three men.

As for the sharpshooter Anguy, he rode a horse to output on the periphery and also served as a supervisor.

After all, Arthur's main force is the Blood Troupe, whose loyalty is only full to the golden dragon, and they will not do anything that will definitely cost them their lives, so Anguy's supervision is very necessary.

The eight extra quivers in the team were given to Anguy. With 160 arrows, at least 40 to 50 people could be killed.

Arthur held the New Moon in his left hand and the hammer in his right hand, and began to fight head-on with the Mountain holding a great sword.

Because he was wearing an extra layer of chain mail, the Mountain's movements became more rigid, but without the consideration of defense, he could fully unleash his size and strength advantages.

This allowed the Mountain's attack damage to be directly maximized.

In several rounds of attacks, only one of the three people on the Mountain's side, Polliver, was stabbed, and the rest had no record of injuries.

On Arthur's side, a Dornish spearman who wanted to kill the Mountain with one blow rushed forward and was directly split in half by the Mountain from the left shoulder to the right thigh.

The Dornishman was split, but when he fell, he was still glaring at Clegane.

Anyone could see that he did not regret his recklessness, but hated himself for not killing the Mountain.

The hatred between the two sides was evident.

Arthur was also inspired by this warrior.

His strength was much stronger than this man, but he didn't have the courage of this Dornishman.

So Arthur shouted and rushed forward with his hammer.

The Mountain also swung his sword and slashed. After Arthur blocked it with his hammer, he held the sword in his left hand and hit Dunsen, who was rushing over with a sword flower.

Dunsen's strength was far inferior to Arthur's. He was pushed back two steps before he could stabilize his pace.

Then a Dornishman accurately stabbed Dunsen's calf with a gun, making the best man under the Mountain scream in pain.

On Arthur's side, the strength of his one hand could not hold the strength of the Mountain's two hands, so he could only pull the hammer down to relieve the force.

The Mountain didn't want to miss this opportunity. He exerted force with both hands and slashed along the hammer handle towards Arthur's right arm.

Sparks flew between the sword and the hammer.

But Arthur was much more flexible. The New Moon in his left hand suddenly slashed into the gap between the Mountain's right thigh and calf.

Although he couldn't break the defense, the force could be transmitted along the chain mail in the gap, which made the Mountain's right leg a little unstable.

A Dornish soldier saw the opportunity and stabbed the Mountain's right knee from behind, so the clumsy Mountain knelt on one knee to keep his balance.

Arthur pulled back, turned half a circle and hit the back of the Mountain's square helmet with his hammer.

He couldn't break the defense, but the force transmitted from the hammer made the Mountain's mind dazed.

"Great, do it this way." Arthur shouted to the remaining four Dornish soldiers.

He was half a head shorter than the Mountain, and he didn't have a huge hammer to break the armor, so he was at a disadvantage in normal fighting.

In this way, he would sooner or later hammer the Mountain into a concussion.

"You wish." The Mountain stood up with one hand on his knee and started the situation again.

Arthur's side was evenly matched, but the others were miserable.

The backbone of the Blood Troupe and the elite of the West should be evenly matched in a one-on-one fight, but they were outnumbered.

If Anguy's arrows had not been effective against all those who escaped, some of the veterans of the Bloody Mummers would have run away at the beginning of the battle.

Forty people against eighty people were still at a disadvantage.

Even with the assistance of Anguy outside the field, it was now seventeen against forty-two.

Fortunately, the dead were mainly the backbones of the Bloody Mummers, so Arthur didn't feel too bad.

The Mountain also noticed that his side had the upper hand, so he shouted: "Come on, some people, drive these Dornishmen away. I want to have a good fight with this annoying little noble in the riverlands."

Arthur knew it was not good when he heard this, so he took the Mountain's sword and, at the cost of a clear dent on his left arm armor, he gave Dunsen, who was protecting the Mountain, a hammer.

"Stab him to death."

The Dornish soldiers had cooperated well with Arthur, so one of them went around and shot Dunsen in the back.

This man was stabbed to death, and Polliver, whose strength was only the same as that of an elite westerland soldier, was also stabbed to death in a few seconds.

Before the eight Westerland soldiers rushed over, it became a one-on-five situation for the Mountain.

So he was stabbed to kneel on one knee again with no one defending his flank and back.

Arthur hit him hard on the back of the head just like last time.

"No." Sweet-mouthed Raff roared in the distance.

He was also a die-hard fan of the Mountain, and couldn't bear to see his idol get hurt.

So he didn't attack the village, and let the remaining fifty people rush over to protect the Mountain.

Now Arthur's side was in even greater danger.

After knowing the death of the two younger brothers behind him, the Mountain said in a low voice: "I swear, you won't have an easy time when you die, especially you, Bracken, your asshole will be so big that your hammer can fit in it."

The Mountain is still very interested in his little brother. Now he just wants to insert the spears of these Dornishmen into the buttholes of the enemies in front of him.

The remaining backbone of the Blood Troupe are all cavalry, so Arthur's side has temporarily maintained its flexibility advantage.

But after those fifty-two people joined the battlefield, they were really at a disadvantage.

After a while, only five backbones of the Blood Troupe, four Dornish spearmen, Ange and Arthur were left on Arthur's side.

There are still seventy-nine enemies.

"Lord Arthur, if that doesn't work, let's, let's withdraw." Wag, the leader of the Blood Troupe, was actually alive and shouted at Arthur from a distance.

He didn't feel bad when his man died, after all, the remaining commission fell into his hands.

But it's a bit silly for his sponsor to persist even though he obviously can't beat him.

If it weren't for Angai's shot off the court, Wague felt that he would have disappeared without a trace.

Arthur also felt that this battle was a bit difficult. If he hadn't had to hold back the Magic Mountain, he would have gone to the Western Soldiers to open the unparalleled weapon.

Which round got a group of soldiers hanging out in front of him.

Mo Shan also knew that his opponent had reached his limit, so he shook his sword and shouted: "Come on together, there are only a few of them."

So seventy-eight people gathered around the magic mountain, and then Wuyangyang rushed over.

It looked like Arthur and the others were dead.

But at this moment, a voice came from afar: "Friend, hold on, the Darry family is coming."

"The Piper family is here too."

Then, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and dozens of people charged forward to the battlefield.

"Well done, warrior."

While Marco Piper praised Arthur for fighting against the Magic Mountain, he slashed a Western soldier with his long sword.

At the same time, the village gate of Xie'er Village also opened, and hundreds of farmers holding axes and dung forks rushed out.

"Hold on, gentlemen."

The newly arrived Hejian reinforcements are all cavalry, which are much more mobile than the Western Border soldiers. There are many farmers in Xie'er Village, so they crowd the battlefield and allow the Western Border soldiers to fight alone.

The situation on the battlefield was reversed. Mo Shan was helpless and shouted: "Retreat, retreat."

Finally, after leaving twenty-one more corpses behind, the remaining fifty-eight people from the Magic Mountain side managed to escape.

Although the reinforcements from the Riverlands are all cavalry, if they catch up, they will not have an advantage in numbers.

So the pursuit was stopped.

"Arthur Bracken, it's you!" Marco Piper, who started the conversation, recognized Arthur who had lifted his mask and said in surprise.

"Who can fight against the Magic Mountain for such a long time? It turns out it's you, so it's not surprising."

Then the heir to the Pink City pointed at Arthur and introduced him to his companions.

A middle-aged strong man with gray hair and beard dismounted and walked up to Arthur.

"I have heard of you, an upright lord."

Ma Ke also turned over and dismounted, and ran to Arthur's side without even having time to wipe the sword in his hand.

"This is Raymond Darry, the lord of Darry City."

Then another important figure also appeared, Karel Vance, the heir to the Vance family in Travel's Rest.

"I've heard for a long time that you won Duke Eddard's tourney championship, but I haven't seen you since the last time in Stonehedge City. I didn't expect to meet you here. What a fate."

Seeing that Arthur had been entangled with the Magic Mountain for so long, several people praised the Lord of Moulin Rouge.

Although Arthur enjoyed the flattery, he did not forget the business: "What are you doing?"

Ma Ke smiled awkwardly and explained to Arthur.

It turned out that Riverrun knew about the evil deeds of the Mountain, and Duke Hoster, who was seriously ill, suddenly became energetic, so he sent these people to chase the soldiers of the West while collecting evidence of the Mountain's crimes, and then brought them to King's Landing for the Iron Throne to preside over justice.

But they didn't expect that they had lost the Magic Mountain, so they headed east along the Red Fork River and went south around the north side of God's Eye Lake. Finally, they met the Magic Mountain going north and Arthur who was pursuing them.

"Next we are going to King's Landing with the witnesses behind us. Arthur, do you want to go?"

Ma Ke extended the invitation enthusiastically.

Arthur curled his lips, disapprovingly.

If Robert were still alive, the alliance of the four families of Fish, Wolf, Deer and Eagle would be enough to crush the Lannister family, and Duke Hoster's move would be justified.

Unfortunately, this unbreakable alliance is about to be torn apart, and this move is in vain.

"I won't go. Magic Mountain is still absconding. I have to chase him to prevent him from continuing to harm the people in the river, so I need some people."

He made his request.

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