The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Chapter 550: War (4)

Two thousand cavalry, but more than four thousand horses. Each cavalryman, standard issue of two horses.

The rumble was like thunder, the ground trembling extending like waves beneath the enemy's feet.

The pirates and Ironborn, accustomed to fighting on the sea, were all alarmed.

The entire ground was shaking, every soldier felt it.

The sound of hooves was like thunder rolling over, pounding on every soldier's heart.

The cavalry galloped closer and closer, seeing that they were about to enter the range of the bows and arrows, the centurions of the archers shouted in unison: "Prepare!"

Thousands of bows were pulled straight with a creak, the bowstrings taut, the bows drawn like a full moon, just waiting for the centurion's shout: Release!

In front, in the dust, the cavalry suddenly divided into two, galloping from the left and right sides, like two sharp knives, bypassing the stable array from both sides, not charging head-on.

The young general, Maron Volmark, raised his long sword high, watching the enemy cavalry sweep past.

"General Maron, the enemy is flanking!" shouted a former mercenary centurion from across the Narrow Sea.

"Flanking?!" Maron reacted, this was exactly the same tactic as the enemy's warships bypassing the front in naval battles, coming in a small arc to hit the middle of the ship.

But many pirate and Ironborn soldiers did not understand.

Land warfare and naval warfare, many forms of combat are actually interconnected.

"Right-wing soldiers turn right, left-wing soldiers turn left, follow the enemy's turn." Maron made a decisive decision.

The enemy cavalry was far away, there was time for the formation to turn.

Behind the five thousand swordsmen and shieldmen, the three thousand archers were holding their breath, but the enemy was galloping outside the range, and the target did not seem to be them.

The archers' arrows were pointing straight ahead, but the enemy divided into two groups and suddenly went to the left and right sides.

"Archers on the right wing, turn to the right." The experienced pirate centurion on the right wing shouted. A considerable number of the soldiers in the pirates were mercenaries from the Free Trade City-States, who had joined mercenary regiments and trained in various battle formations.

Swish!

The archers on the right wing turned to the right together, only to see the distant smoke and dust, the enemy cavalry whistling forward, as if they did not see that there were nearly ten thousand soldiers lined up here.

"Archers on the left wing, turn to the left." A general shouted.

Swish!

The archers on the left wing turned to the left together.

In the rumble, two cavalry teams swept past the rear of the team in the distance. The soldiers saw the cavalry with empty horses, and the empty horses carried bundles of javelins.

"Pass down the order, the enemy cavalry's target is the rear army." Maron shouted.

The orderlies shouted one after another, and soon, the Crow's Eye in the center army received the news from the front army that enemy cavalry had appeared, but they did not charge the front, but detoured to the rear.

In fact, without Maron's order and report, Crow's Eye could see very clearly from the carriage that the enemy cavalry was galloping forward from the left and right sides.

What are they trying to do?

Crow's Eye squinted his one eye.

Send infantry to outflank them?

This is an endless plain, the Clegane cavalry is galloping outside the range, not approaching to attack, what do they want to do?

"Go to Lannisport?" Crow's Eye pondered, "Absolutely impossible. The Mountain would not order the cavalry to start galloping from here to Lannisport, such a long distance, the warhorses cannot withstand the long-distance raid.

"Defense!" Crow's Eye shouted from the carriage, "Defense!"

The 20,000 infantry in the center army were not afraid, they were lined up neatly, densely packed swords and axes raised, it was a forest of steel.

Although the enemy cavalry was extremely powerful, with only two thousand people, if they dared to charge the center army, they would inevitably be surrounded by the front and rear armies.

Count Dunstan Drumm was ordered by Crow's Eye to return to Lannisport for reinforcements. He had just led three thousand infantry not far away when he heard the deafening shouts of the front army, the enemy was attacking.

Dunstan did not care, he personally led a thousand infantry in the center, with "Terrible" Dale, "Reaver" Rory, and "Old Dad" Gormond closely following him.

The leader of the right wing of the team was Dennis Drumm, Dunstan's eldest son and heir, who was very brave and good at fighting, personally leading a thousand infantry. The left wing was Donnel Drumm, leading a thousand infantry. Donnel was Count Dunstan's second son, and also an excellent warrior among the Ironborn.

Dunstan led three thousand soldiers and hurried back to Lannisport, the shouts behind him did not cause them any vigilance.

Dennis Drumm turned his head on the pony and saw a cloud of dust flying on the right wing of the army, the cavalry in front had already swept past the position of the front army led by Chief Maron.

"What does the enemy's cavalry want to do? Flanking? The number is too small, there is no restraint of infantry in the front, are they not afraid of being outflanked?" Dunstan also turned his head on the pony to watch. Their march did not stop.

The enemy is coming to charge the formation, the cavalry is detouring to flank the middle of the army? Dunstan was puzzled. The soldiers in the center and rear armies saw two clouds of dust flying like a whirlwind on the plain, they shouted loudly, hoping that the enemy would come to fight. In the team, the centurions kept issuing orders: turn, turn, follow the enemy's turn.

Facing the cavalry charge, you must face the enemy head-on, and you cannot give the side to the enemy.

The soldiers of the center army turned one after another following the enemy cavalry's advancing speed, and the formation became chaotic. This chaos started from the front army, to the center army, and finally spread to the rear army.

Everyone's formation was neat, but now they suddenly had to turn, and tens of thousands of troops could not coordinate. Most of the naval warriors were not adapted to fighting on land.

General Jekko Locke led the thousand cavalry he had personally trained and continued to gallop forward. When the centurions bravely came out to pursue them, Jekko Locke ran to the outside, always maintaining a safe distance to detour.

If the infantry wants to pursue the cavalry on the plain, there is no practical use except for pretending to do useless work.

Chief Joyce Follard and other leaders led another thousand cavalry galloping on the left.

Euron Crow's Eye stared at the giant-like Urek Emrik: "General Urek, would you dare to lead troops to intercept the left-wing cavalry? As long as you can stop them and let them fall into a melee, the front army led by Chief Maron can divide two thousand people and turn around to encircle and annihilate them."

Urek Emrik snorted coldly: "Your Majesty, I have been waiting for your order."

Urek Emrik was huge and strong, and the weapon he used was a huge and terrifying warhammer.

The descendants of the Emrik family were all tall and strong, as if they had giant blood, and Urek was the most powerful among the descendants, more than two meters tall and extremely powerful.

Urek picked up the warhammer from the pony's back and jumped off the pony: "Emrik's warriors, follow me to intercept the enemy's cavalry."

"Ho!" The infantry roared in unison.

Urek strode out.

His pony had no problem as a means of transportation, but it could not carry his huge body and warhammer together to charge and kill the enemy, the pony's load-bearing capacity was limited.

Urek stared at the cavalry galloping towards him in front, carrying a huge warhammer and walking like flying. Behind him, densely packed Ironborn infantry warriors shouted to outflank Joyce Follard.

Crow's Eye said: "Chief Tomorr Emrik, Chief Dagun Emrik, each of you lead two thousand infantry to help Urek, the three of you work together, and be sure to stop the enemy's left-wing cavalry."

Tomorr Emrik and Dagun Emrik were both tall and strong men, the descendants of the Emrik family were all tall and burly, with natural strength. Urek, Tomorr, and Dagun were like three small giants.

Urek used a huge warhammer, while Tomorr and Dagun used double-edged heavy axes. The axes were huge, with blades on both sides and sharp spikes at the front.

The three were absolute fierce generals!

Six thousand infantry followed the three fierce generals and rushed out, charging laterally, to stop the enemy's left-wing cavalry galloping from the front.

Joyce Follard saw infantry rushing out of the army formation to block them in front, he raised his spear high and shouted: "Javelin ready!"

Swamp Chief Solo Quertis then shouted: "Javelin ready!"

Mountain Clan Chief Synn Rhee shouted: "Javelin ready!"

They used the local language of the Crab Claw Peninsula, the words and syllables they shouted were mumbling, and no one could understand them except themselves.

This was a veteran cavalry warrior who had fought many victorious battles with the Mountain. Everyone rode purebred steeds from the Crab Claw Peninsula, which were taller, fiercer, and faster than the warhorses of the Seven Kingdoms.

The Mountain's pre-war deployment was that the cavalry would detour to the rear of the enemy army, following the enemy's movements - if the enemy camped, the cavalry would also camp; if the enemy marched in a hurry, the cavalry would also march in a hurry; if the enemy stopped to cook, the cavalry would also stop to cook. In short, this cavalry would bite the rear of the Crow's Eye Legion, following closely, and the Mountain strictly ordered that there should be no fighting in the middle.

But this was the enemy taking the initiative to ask for a battle, and the young Joyce Follard believed that he had not violated Lord Mountain's military order, they were passively fighting, not actively.

If General Jekko Locke encountered an infantry interception, Jekko would pull away to the outside and detour to the rear of the enemy army. According to the Mountain's pre-war deployment, there should be no engagement with the enemy army during the detour.

Joyce Follard decided not to change his route, he wanted to rush over.

In Lannisport, all the soldiers were very aggrieved, they were strictly ordered to be defeated and escape from Lannisport, and all returned to the Clegane to rest, which made the soldiers who had always won battles very 'suffocated'. The young Joyce Follard only wanted to fight, and he really didn't want to listen to any deployments and tactics in his heart.

From a distance, an infantry rushed out of the legion formation, laterally intercepting the left-wing cavalry. The left-wing cavalry did not slow down, nor did they pull away to the outside, but continued to gallop along the established route.

"Orderly, order the right wing of the front army to detour and pursue the enemy." Crow's Eye ordered.

So, the order was passed to Maron Volmark in a relay manner by the orderlies. Maron immediately understood Crow's Eye's tactics, intercept in front, outflank in the rear, and eat this left-wing cavalry.

The infantry could not catch up with the cavalry that was so fast, but if the infantry formed a formation in front to intercept the melee, they could catch up and complete the outflanking.

The Clegane cavalry was really arrogant, with only two thousand people, they dared to show off and detour in front of tens of thousands of troops.

The front army Maron issued an order: the left-wing infantry and archers are all there, detour and pursue the enemy.

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Joyce Follard took out a javelin in his hand: "Brothers, rush over! Kill!"

A thousand cavalrymen shouted in unison "Kill!"

When the warriors of the Crab Claw Peninsula fought the enemy, they never had a tactic of deliberately losing, and they never avoided the limelight of any powerful enemy. Kill the enemy, or be killed by the enemy, this was their fighting style: fight to the death!

The Mountain's 'retreat' tactic made these soldiers hold back their killing power.

Now is the time to release it!

Although there were only a thousand riders, the warriors of the Crab Claw Peninsula never knew what fear was. Instead of fussing about what tactics to consider, it is better to pick up the guy and do it.

Joyce Follard rushed in the front. He was the tip of this sharp knife. Behind him were the most elite spearmen warriors of the Follard tribe. Everyone used spears.

Urek Emrik rushed in the front, waving a giant hammer: "Clegane bastards, who dares to fight me!" Urek's voice was like the Mountain, the sound rumbled like thunder rolling in the low clouds.

He successfully attracted Joyce.

Joyce saw this strong man, saw the huge and terrifying warhammer in Urek's hand, but he also saw that Urek's armor was leather, light leather, vulnerable.

Naval warriors do not wear armor in eighty or ninety percent of the battles, because once they fall into the water, those who wear armor will die. Urek was used to not wearing steel armor, he wore light leather. In combat, the more complete the armor you wear, the more your movements and flexibility will be affected.

Joyce's horse was too fast, Urek had run out to intercept with all his strength, but it was still slow. Seeing that the leader of the other side was about to whistle past and could not intercept him, who knew that the general's horse's head turned and rushed straight to Urek.

Urek was overjoyed, raising the giant warhammer in both hands, he knew that if his giant hammer just knocked on it lightly, the warhorse's head would explode like a water bag. With a full hammer, even people and horses would be knocked away by him.

Urek shouted and rushed towards Joyce, Joyce's eyes flashed fiercely, and he rushed towards Urek without saying a word.

Urek entered the range of the javelin, but Joyce did not throw it, he wanted to get closer. Seeing that the two sides were getting closer and closer, the soldiers on both sides shouted in unison, the roar was earth-shattering, as if hundreds of thousands of people were in a melee.

Urek raised the warhammer, and Joyce's javelin was also thrown out.

Whoosh!

The javelin was like a shooting star, accurately heading straight for Urek's head.

Joyce was extremely skilled in javelin and archery.

Urek sealed with a giant hammer, with a loud bang, the javelin was hit by his giant hammer, and shot into the air with a whoosh. Joyce's warhorse rushed to Urek, Urek roared, like a thunderbolt, the warhammer slammed into the warhorse.

Joyce tapped his left leg, the warhorse was extremely spiritual, and its heart was connected with its master. The warhorse suddenly turned left, Urek's warhammer fell into the air, Joyce stabbed out with the spear in his hand, hitting Urek's shoulder.

Urek held the hammer in one hand, and grabbed the spear shaft with his left hand. The spear shrank back with a whoosh, the warhammer swept across, stirring up the sound of the wind, and slammed the warhorse again. The warhorse was extremely agile, turned right, and avoided the warhammer bombardment again. Joyce stabbed out with the spear again, a black shadow flashed, and the spear pierced Urek's right arm.

Urek's warhammer landed, grabbed the gun shaft with his left hand, and dragged hard. An unparalleled force caused Joyce to almost fall off his horse, he quickly let go, Urek violently snatched the spear, staggered, and almost fell. Joyce slapped the warhorse's neck, the warhorse quickly circled, the butt turned to Urek, and the double hooves kicked out fiercely, with a bang, the iron hoof hit Urek's chest, Urek's chest bones broke, and he fell backward.

From the side, Uk's two brothers arrived, brandishing giant axes and pouncing fiercely at Joyce... Joyce didn't engage, kicking the horse's belly, the warhorse darted out like the wind, pulling up a yellow shadow. At the same time, the second spear was taken in hand.

Tomar and Dagon, eager for revenge, took off in pursuit. In the air, a whistling sound suddenly grew louder, and countless javelins rained down, turning the fierce generals Tomar, Dagon, and Uk on the ground into hedgehogs...

A thousand riders charged, javelins raining down!