Chapter 180

Chapter 180 Bloody Battle

  After travelling north for more than ten days, there was still an endless, rolling sand sea in front of them.

  It was like, there will never be an end.

  "How far is it from Skyreach City?"

Samwell asked Lucas Dayne beside him while drinking a bland oatmeal.

  "According to our current speed, it will take about three days."

  "Three days..." Samwell touched the beard stubble growing on his chin.

  "Brother!" At this moment, Dickon Tarly ran over excitedly with a bow and arrow in hand, "We shot some stupid birds, do you want some barbecue for breakfast?"

"Okay."

Samwell nodded, a little envious of his younger brother's vigorous spirit.

  After staying in the sand sea for so long, he felt that he was almost depressed.

  Fortunately, his brother's roasted stupid bird tasted good, which lifted Samwell's spirit a little.

  After breakfast, everyone got on their horses and continued northward.

  Not long after, the Sentinel came galloping back to report that the flag of the Royce family was found ahead.

  allies?

  Or maybe Dornish fake.

  Samwell was secretly vigilant, fearing that he would encounter the same oolong incident as last time, so he specially sent a few vale cavalries to confirm.

  At the same time, the falcon was released and followed to observe.

  It was not until he confirmed that the cavalry team of the Royce family on the opposite side did that Samwell let down his vigilance and led the army to approach.

  "Lord Caesar."

  "Lord Yohn."

  It's been a long time since he saw Earl Yohn, who was still wearing that ancient and mysterious set of bronze armour, his spirits still hale and hearty as if such a long march hadn't affected him at all, it was hard Imagine this person is over fifty years old.

  "I heard that you actually captured Sandstone City, it's unbelievable!" Earl Yohn said loudly.

  Samwell laughed loudly: "I can't help it, someone sent it to my arms, I have to take it."

  Earl Yohn raised his eyebrows slightly: "Which kind-hearted person helped so much?"

  Samwell pointed to the illegitimate daughter who was tied to the horse: "Of course, it was kind Lady Obaya Sand."

  Obara blushed with anger, staring at Sam with anger.

  "Obara Sand?" Earl Yohn sized up the illegitimate daughter on horseback, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly asked, "The eldest daughter of the 'Red Viper'?"

"That's right."

  Earl Yohn started Laughing: "It seems to be a good story, let's go, Lord Caesar, let's talk as we walk."

  Samwell flattered his horse and walked with him while briefly recounting the previous battle, of course, skipping some things that are inconvenient to disclose.

  While telling the story, Samwell also noticed that the cavalry led by Earl Yohn basically had no losses. It seems that this person is a real dog, unlike himself, who said he wanted to be a dog, but then saw the Qorgyle family's treasury and couldn't help being reckless.

  "As expected of Randyll Tarly's son." Earl Yohn said with emotion, "Sandstone City was captured with two hundred cavalry. Although it is impossible to occupy it, it can be called a classic battle in Westeros."

  " Thank ." Samwell said modestly, and then asked, "How is the battle situation in Skyreach City ?"

"It's still bloody and fierce. However, we are on the south side of Skyreach City, so we can't see the situation on the north side, I only heard the shouts of killing started more than half a month ago, and it has not stopped until now."

  "More than half a month? How come so late ?" Samwell frowned.

  After the division of troops from Black Haven City, he spent nearly a month adrift at sea before finally landing in Starfall City. From there, he journeyed out of the Dayne family territory for a few days, and after that, spent nine days stationed at the sentry tower on the border. Subsequently, he ventured into the sandy expanse of the Dornish desert, engaging in a game of hide-and-seek with the Dornish people for over half a month. Eventually, he crossed paths with Obara and together they devised a plan to capture Sandstone City.

All in all, almost three months had elapsed, leaving him perplexed as to why the first army of the Iron Throne started half month ago.

  Where did they go before?

  Two months on the road?

  Or waited for two months under Skyreach City, only to send troops to attack after seeing that the city wall would not collapse on its own!

  Earl Yohn also saw Samwell's doubts, shrugged his shoulders, and said:

  "Actually, I am also very puzzled about the situation of Skyreach City, so when there was no movement before, I didn't dare to act rashly, and kept turning in circles in the sand sea. Avoiding the Dornish pursuit."

  Good fellow, it turns out that you have been playing hide-and-seek for more than two months, no wonder your subordinates have suffered no losses.

  "So what's your plan now?" Samwell asked.

  "We have tracked down a supply convoy from Hellholt City to Skyreach City, and we are about to attack. As you came, so let's attach together."

"Okay."

Naturally, Samwell would not refuse.

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  As the western gateway of Dorne, the nobles, soldiers and provisions of half of Dorne's land gathered in Skyreach City at this moment, as well as Dorne's most capable general——Prince "Red Viper" Oberyn.

  Needless to say, this man's fighting style is fierce, and Dorne has never lacked brave soldiers.

  On the other side, under the strict order and urging of King Joffrey, the army of the Iron Throne launched an attack like crazy.

  In this way, one can imagine the tragic battle of Skyreach City.

  The high towers were covered with ants-like soldiers crawling up and down the city walls in the mountains. The shouts of killing were deafening and could be heard several miles away.

  Countless arrows, stones, and boiling oil kept falling from the top of the city, causing large areas of destruction.

  Twenty days, twenty days of bloody repetitions.

  The offensive and defensive sides worked together to turn Skyreach City into a huge flesh and blood mill.

  Blood flowed down the city wall, mottled and ferocious, making the tall Skyreach City look like a restricted-grade horror oil painting.

  The rock and soil under the city wall have become soft and muddy due to drinking blood, which also makes the red mountain range even redder.

  All kinds of grotesque corpses were laid out under the wall, like a messy slaughterhouse.

  Although every evening, raging flames were lit outside the city to burn the corpses, but it still couldn't stop more corpses from piling up.

  Whenever the corpse is burned, there will be an indescribable burnt smell in the air, which can make any normal person completely lose his appetite.

  Queen Cersei retreated ten miles because she couldn't stand the smell.

  After seeing the siege battle these days, the originally ambitious young king no longer had the arrogance and self-confidence he had at the beginning.

  This kind of primitive and bloody siege battle, without a big heart, is difficult to persist even as a bystander.

  However, the king's patience was also worn out in this seemingly never-ending battle-although he had little patience.

  The young king, who had never had any experience in war, did not understand why it was so difficult to conquer a city. Along the way, countless towers, fortresses, and castles were so vulnerable to the front of the army. The Kingsgrave City was a bit more difficult to fight, but it was declared broken after only ten days of persistence, and the battle was by no means as bloody and cruel as Skyreach City.

  So Joffrey couldn't understand why Skyreach City was so hard to conquer.

  It also made his pre-war boasting seem like a clown.

  Anxiety, anger, and even fear were accumulating, and the king's temper became more irritable day by day.

  In his opinion, it must be the soldiers who were cheating and lazying and refused to go all out, which made him unable to realize his dream of conquering the Skyreach City.

  In the combat meeting almost every morning, Joffrey would scold all the nobles who attended the meeting, and at the same time issue "ultimatums" again and again, requiring the army to break through the city on the same day.

  Of course, every "ultimatum" could not be achieved, and the king could only be incompetent and furious every time, cursing.

  This unfulfilled threat only continued to damage the king's prestige.

  But today, we don't know if someone offended the king, or the king himself finally woke up, and he actually killed someone!

  Boom—

  When a bloody head was thrown in front of the nobles, most of them didn't react. They thought it was the head of some Dornishman.

  But immediately, they recognized that it belonged to their own people!

  Second son of Lord Buckwell, Ser Manwy!

"Your Majesty!" Duke Eddard couldn't hide the anger in his words. "What crime did Ser Manwy commit?"

  Joffrey snorted, "He didn't fight well."

  "Ser Manwy has been fighting in the city for three consecutive days. Do you think such a heroic knight is 'ineffective in battle'?"

  "He returns in a state of embarrassment every time, doesn't he?"

  These words completely angered the nobles in the camp, and all kinds of questioning, shouting, and uproar came one after another, creating chaos.

  "Shut up! Shut up, everyone!" King Joffrey obviously felt offended, "I am the king! I have the right to execute the nobles who do not fight well! The same goes for you! If you still can't win within a damn day and I will kill again!"

  After saying that, Joffrey walked away.

  He didn't notice at all that the nobles looked at his back, full of disdain, anger, and even hostility.

  A combat meeting ended hastily like this. To be honest, it would be better not to hold it. This was completely counterproductive.

  As soon as Duke Eddard left the camp, he heard someone calling his name behind him.

  He stopped and turned his head to see the lord of Goldengrove City in the Reach, Lord Mathis Rowan, Marshall of the Northmarch.

  "Lord Eddard, we can't let the king go on messing around like this!" Earl Mathis complained unceremoniously.

  Even though Earl Mathis is just one of the vassals of the Duke of Highgarden, there are too many powerful and rebellious families in the Reach, and the Goldengrove Rowan is one of them. The entire northern part of the Reach is their territory, even Duke Mace had to be polite when he saw this man.

  "What else can I do?" Duke Eddard's brows seemed to be frowning forever.

  "You are the Hand of the King and the commander of this army. You can absolutely refuse to let the king intervene in military affairs."

  Duke Eddard remained silent.

  Count Mathis yelled impatiently: "Lord Eddard, I suggest that you send the king directly to the rear to accompany the queen. As long as he doesn't make trouble, we will be able to capture Skyreach sooner or later."

Duke Eddard sighed and said: "You don't understand the Queen, same for the King. If I really do this, I will lose the command of the battlefield. At that time, the situation will only get worse."

"Lord Eddard, no matter what difficulty you have, but I must remind you that if the king dares to kill again, I cannot guarantee that the knights under me will continue to fight for him. And if he dares to kill the people of Reach... Hehe, believe it or not, I will immediately evacuate all the people from this war !"

  Duke Eddard could only nod silently.

  After Earl Mathis left, he called his servant and said,

  "Get my armour."

  The servant was stunned for a moment.

  Duke Eddard glanced at the towering and hideous city wall ahead, gritted his teeth and said,

  "Today, I will personally lead the army to attack the city!"

  [END]

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