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Blood And Iron (ASOIAF/GoT)

Reincarnation is not bad, says someone who has gone through the process several times, there are only certain occasions that you die at the moment you are born or have a long and boring life as a servant of some noble, the most normal is to reincarnate as the 99%, but when I finally had the opportunity to reincarnate as the center of political power, a European king, fate played a cruel joke on me, sending me to Westeros, the land of treachery and intrigue, luckily I was not transported alone, but sometimes I think it would have been better if I had come alone. Disclaimer: I do not own Game of Thrones or Asoiaf. Disclaimer II:Some stories will feature topics such as torture, rape, sexism and xenophobia. These topics do not represent me, I only seek to give the most historical perspective possible to the social relations of a medieval era. Disclaimer III:I don't speak English, I am in the process of learning, so I will make several grammatical mistakes, any help on the lexicon is accepted, I am not a person so deeply versed in the lore of GoT

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Old acquaintances

R-18 lothar's brutality against savages

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POV of Brynden Tully

''We are close, quick to the horses, we just need to know which clan is attacking other tribes and we will return to ask for help at the bloody gates'' I said as I ran to my horse.

My men followed my example and jumped on their horses and we galloped as fast as we could through the valley of the mountains.

The little black smoke that we had observed had turned into a huge black cloud was a sign of a fight and that indicated that one side had won for good, as they were burning the possessions of the losers.

We were about to enter a forest when my instinct struck me in an alarming way.

''Stop... something is not right'' I said as I looked at the land around me.

''What's wrong my lord, the way is clear'' said one of my knights

''No...it's not ok, there is something...''' I said while looking at the vegetation

''Pass me a spear quickly... I think there are traps on the road'' I said extending my hand.

''Lord Brynden the path looks normal, we should keep riding so we can catch up with the savages who are killing each other'' said a knight handing me the spear.

With the back of the spear I began to touch the ground until I found a hole covered by leaves.

Removing the leaves and vegetation that was in hole showed sharpened stakes waiting for a victim clumsy enough not to notice that the whole terrain looked unnatural

''You were saying?...this trap is very dangerous due to the fact that it doesn't seek to kill...see what's on the tip?...animal shit to generate an infection and slow down its enemies to take care of it or leave it abandoned, which drives the friends of the affected soldier crazy''I said while removing all the leaves

'But if this trap is here, it means that... they could be here?'

''Watch where you step if there is one of these traps it means this whole place is plagued by it, apply force on the spear while walking, some traps only activate at a certain weight''I said while starting to use the spear to look for more traps.

The other riders dismounted and started to follow my example

And I wasn't wrong, there were many traps that had been set well in advance... but this confirmed my suspicions, these traps are the same ones that the Finns use for their guerrilla warfare.

I already knew that we were chasing them because they were gathering the quality of weapons made with the best steel in Westeros, the skill something that was clear to me when I observed them for so long and the designs of the traps.

But I didn't know what they were doing here... something must have happened for the Prussians to send their best men to hunt the mountain clans, but why?

''Shit the whole damn place is full of traps'' said a knight as he moved the leaves of another stake hole.

''Careful there, that's a nail trap, be sure to take a step, don't be confident, we are close to our target'' I said while deactivating a nail trap.

We continued advancing and the traps stopped appearing although it didn't take away our concern as we continued checking very carefully where we stepped praying not to set off a trap.

The cloud of black smoke began to increase in size.

When we entered another small forest from the top of the hill we observed that a group of six savages were running

'That's what the traps were for, to make sure no one escaped, the same merciless tactics'.

We followed the group of savages, but after a few seconds I saw how a large figure was running after the group of mountain clans and in a matter of blinks of an eye he was already at their side.

The most incredible thing that his pursuer was wearing the famous Prussian plate armor with the same wolf skins that the Finns wear, although it seems to be modified to give more armor to its wearer, which made what I just saw even weirder

A knight running after a group of men and women wearing no armor and caught up with them in a matter of seconds

Hearing the screams of the group of savages I refocused to see what was happening.

The Prussian knight wasted no time and the first thing he did was to grab two of the savages by their heads... and smash them together as if they weighed nothing... the men's heads turned into bloody mush from one second to the other

The Prussian knight slowly turned his head looking at a wild woman who was threatening him with a dagger

With the blood of his previous victims still warm on his hands, the knight tried to hit her with the mace he had taken from his belt, but the wild woman managed to dodge him before she was hit.

One of the savages took out his axe and tried to hit him, but the knight simply deflected the blow using his arm which, due to the armor, the axe simply did nothing.

The third woman was paralyzed with fear looking at the dead bodies of her companions.

The Prussian knight concentrated on the savage with the axe and again tried to hit him with his mace, the savage stepped backwards avoiding the blow, but he slipped due to the stones on the path and fell backwards into the tree trunk.

The woman with the dagger tried to stab the knight, but she received a strong blow from the hand of the Prussian knight knocking her to the ground and apparently making her lose all the air.

Again, the Prussian pointed his mace at the axe-wielding savage because his third adversary was only looking at him.

He swung his mace against the savage, but again the savage managed to avoid the blow by centimeters, since the mace crashed against the tree, the blow was so powerful that splinters jumped everywhere and the same weapon that the knight was using was completely broken.

The head of the mace had been destroyed leaving a handle in the knight's hand.

the knight gave an extremely loud scream, full of rage with his free hand, he caught the savage with the axe and using the piece of metal he had in his hands he violently drove it into the savage's chest and through his heart.

The moment he was sure that his opponent was dead he turned quickly to look for his remaining enemies, the woman who had been standing still all this time started to run towards us while the woman with the dagger was still recovering from the previous blow she had received from the Prussian knight.

The wild woman tried to stand up when she saw that her companion was dead, but before she could get up, she received a strong kick in the abdomen that made her fly a couple of centimeters while she complained of pain and clutched her ribs.

The Prussian watched her and ended the savage's life with a single stomp on her head destroying her skull, while blood and some still recognizable parts of her skull were scattered all over the place.

Finally, the Prussian looked at his last prey, which to his bad luck was running towards us.

The Prussian started to run towards us at an incredible speed.

'Oh shit, it's coming this way'.

''Shit... get ready, it's coming towards us'' I said while trying to draw my sword.

Like me, my men watched the whole massacre that happened there and some were trembling as I thought about how we would defeat that knight if he decided to attack us too. massacre that happened there, and some of them were trembling as we thought about how we would defeat that knight if he decided to attack us too.

The mountain clanswoman was about to get to us, but the Prussian was faster and before we could do anything against her, the fearsome Prussian knight had already grabbed her by the neck

And stared at us while with his arm, he hung his victim

''Westerosi heathens?, what are you doing here?... I understand that the men of house Arryn do not leave their stronghold'' said the knight in our tongue with a neutral accent while he had a firm grip on the wildling woman who was struggling to free herself from his neck's grip.

''We were investigating information that was given to us, about men in animal skins marching with discipline in the mountains of the moon''I said pointing to the bloody white wolf pelts that covered his armor.

The Prussian looked at his clothes, paying no attention to the woman who was turning blue

''Well, I have terrible news for you...there can be no witnesses...so prepare to die, make your passes to your pagan gods or pray to the one true god...'' said the knight as he used his other hand to break the woman's neck and let her fall to the ground like a sack of flour

There are twenty of us... do you think you can beat us?'', said the knight of house Arryn very nervously.

The Prussian looked at us

''It won't be easy... twenty men in armor... but only swords with you. No blunt weapons... horrible choice... but I can kill you all, it will just take time and I will be very wounded... but I will live'' said the Prussian as he slowly approached us.

A figure came out of the woods wearing the same furs as the Prussian.

''LOTHAR, the battle is over, go back to camp'' said a bloodied Finn in the Prussian language.

'Shit... I knew I should have learned the Prussian language.'

The knight turned to see the one who shouted at him

''Witnesses must be eliminated'' said the knight.

''Ah... we'll kill them quickly'' said the Finn, returning the way he came back.

seeing the knight moving towards us, I decided to speak to the Finn who was in charge

''I... friend... leader'' I said in what little Finnish I knew.

''STOP, LOTHAR'' said the Finn.

''You speak our language westerosi... badly, but you speak it... take off your helmet, I can't recognize you if you wear it'' said the Finn looking at me sharply.

I quickly obeyed, all to avoid facing that monster.

''BRYNDEN, long time no see... what are you doing around here... the leader will be glad to know that you haven't forgotten about us'' the Finn shouted in our tongue.

''We were investigating some movements that seem to be yours... I just wanted to confirm it... but now I'm relieved... we should go back now that I know you are the ones who are here'' I said rather nervously looking for a way to go back the way we came.

''Hey, but you're already here why don't you join us... who you know very well would like to have you as a guest... although I hope you understand that our camp can't offer you so many comforts'' said the Finn as he approached me

''Uh... ah... sure... I suppose I could visit my old friend'' I accepted the proposal which I could not refuse.

''Well, come on lothar, the commander captured a giant of this clan and he wants you to fight him'' said the Finn towards us and then spoke to the knight.

The Prussian started to grunt, but he obeyed

And we started to follow the Finn through the small forest that was full of bodies that the Prussian had probably killed.

Lord Brynden you know that beast?'', said the knight of house Arryn pointing at the Prussian.

''No'' I replied dryly

''I know they were savages, but... I even feel pity for them'' said another knight as he saw the mangled bodies we found along the road.

''All of them must have been killed by him alone...it seems impossible'' said the guide covering his nose because of the smell of shit that was beginning to be felt.

'Considering that Aleksanteri can immobilize more than three thousand men with a laxative, I'm not so surprised by a man who can kill so many.'

As I was thinking a drop of blood dripped on my hands and looked up.

'Why is there a body impaled on a tree branch?'

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