CHAPTER 108
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CHAPTER 108
Many of the Ironborns dispersed like chicks that had seen a fox. About 1000 soldiers were scattered into the forest. Now it was time for Berus, Lyka, and Poe to shine. They started to enter the forest after the soldiers, and they took their packs with them and then dispersed into the forest. All three dispelled the minimization spell on them and started killing the soldiers along with their packs. If the 1000 fleeing soldiers gathered and formed a defense. As many as 45 wolves, 20 dogs, and 45 ravens would not be able to do any actual harm to them, but when the fear caused by the routing of the army and the sight of a giant dog and a wolf, whose bodies looked like trees combined caused all their logic and thinking to left their heads. What remained in their minds was fear and terror.
But not all ironborn was cravens that would be routed at the sight of a more powerful force. Some of them were zealots of the Drowned god, and they would rather die than run away. Those zealots started chanting, "What is dead may never die," as they continued to fight. They were fighting to the death and started to push the defense line. Sith and Harlik descended upon them like the manifestations of death, and you could see the fear on their face, but they were not running.
Harlik, Kegan, and I were beginning to get tired, and Sith wasn't as tired as us since she is a big animal, but the damage started to accumulate on her. I could feel her sore body. After killing Darrin Tawney, I pulled my parrying dagger and started to kill any that came close to me. Our assault had slowed down because our men were beginning to get tired, but at this moment, the fires inside the gate had stopped burning, and Jory, together with Hugo, started their assault from the other side. We had 50 knights with us, so they mounted their horses and came out of the north gate, then they, too, charged at the enemy from every side.
The Ironborns really fought like crazy, but their resistance was useless as they fought leaderless and in chaos. Of course, the fact that they were surrounded from all sides also affected this. The battle went on for another hour, and at last, all the Ironborns were dead. About 2 hours later, news came from Poe and reported that of the 1000 soldiers who had escaped, only 200 had reached their ship, and another 200 of them ran back to Deepwood Motte, and then we imprisoned them. But I could sense that Poe was not giving up yet.
Poe was gaining height and diving toward the ship, using the Wind bomb spell. When she applied this spell three more times to the same spot on the ship, the ship split in two in the open sea. She did the same to the other ship. The cries of pain and fear of men sinking in the middle of the sea came to Poe's ears.
On the other hand, she was waiting for congratulations from her father like a little girl waiting for a well-done. My little girl was turning into a full-fledged psycho. A father could not be prouder, and of course, I congratulated her on a job well done.
The rest of the day was spent with the arrangement of the place, and the job of sending the 200 captured soldiers to Winterfell was left, and Hugo Moss was assigned to this task with about 300 soldiers. They set off the next day without any problems, but just then, Poe made contact again.
-Daddy, five ships in the open sea have changed direction and are heading towards the other island.-
That was bad news. The army here had no chance of arriving at Bear Island before those five ships. It would take about 2-3 days for this army to reach Bear Island, and those ships would have reached there in less than a day. There was no way Sir Drasil could get there in such a short time, but Druid Emrys could.
Fortunately, we had informed Bear Island a few days ago that the Ironborn invasion was likely, so they had already brought the non-combatants on the island to the mainland. There were only Mormonts and about 100 soldiers left on the island who wanted to protect their homes.
These hundred soldiers were a big part of Mormont military strength, and the other 100 were left to protect the people on the mainland. As the poorest house in Westeros, the line between nobles and smallfolk was most blurry at House Mormont.
As soon as I set everything up here, I told Jory and others I had to go scout. Now, if possible, I was going to help House Mormont. This way, when people see Sith there, they are going to think I managed to reach in time and helped Druid Emrys in the fight. Thanks to Sith, I quickly reached the beach and prepared my Druid Emrys costume. I took a small sailboat to Bear Island, and if that were all I did, I still wouldn't have gotten to the island earlier than the Ironborns.
Using the wind element, I started to control the nearby airflow, and within a few minutes, a gust of wind was blowing right into the middle of the sail like a focused laser. If the speed of the Ironborns was 10 knots, my speed was now at least twice their speed. After a 6-hour journey, I had reached the north coast of the island while the Ironborns had disembarked on the west coast a few minutes earlier. If I could catch up to them at the open sea, we could have at least sunk 2 of the ships, thanks to Poe, but I couldn't.
The banner on the sails of the ships had a bone hand on a red field. This time we were going to fight against House Drumm. I had summoned all my Familiars here, including Erebus, before the war began. This time it is going to be an all-out war on my part.