Chapter 184

Chapter 184 The broken city

  The church was silent in the middle of the night.

  Earl Yohn's body was wrapped in the banner of the Royce family and placed in front of the statue of the Maiden.

  Samwell was on the watch, and with him was Sir Robar Royce, the Earl's second son.

  "Father has been cautious all his life."

  Sir Robar suddenly said softly.

  "I can tell." Samwell changed his posture and moved his numb left leg.

  "But it's a pity, in the end, he couldn't escape the curse of [Time]." Sir Robar's side face was hidden in the darkness, his expression at this time could not be seen clearly.

  Samwell didn't know how to answer this, and after a long while, he borrowed the words of Earl Yohn before he died:

  "Time washes away everything."

  Sir Robar fell into silence, just when Samwell thought he didn't want to talk anymore Suddenly, he said again:

  "The Royce family has inherited seven sets of bronze armour."

  Samwell's expression moved, he immediately thought of the illusion that appeared in front of him when he just put on the [Time] armour.

  At that time, he did see seven figures in the godswood forest.

  "Those bronze armour..." Samwell asked tentatively, "Is there any story?" "

  "They all have an extremely ancient history." Sir Robar's voice became distant and deep, "It is said that as early as eight thousand years ago, even earlier, an ancestor of the Royce family became the commander of the Night Watch.

  His name has long been forgotten, and it is said that he has six brothers. The seven of them were the most powerful on the Wall.

  At that time, the Night Watchman was not like now, a garbage shelter. At that time, the most outstanding and most pious warriors from the Seven Kingdoms gathered on the Wall. They were willing to sacrifice their all to resist the evil invasion beyond the Great Wall.

  "It's a pity that the seven brothers of the Royce family turned against each other for a woman, and dueled under the ancient heart tree. In the end, six of them died and only one survived. "

  "Women?" "Samwell couldn't help but think of the ice beauty who looked like a snow sculpture in the vision.

  " Yes. A woman, it is said that she was extremely beautiful, but also extremely cold, as pale as the moon, but also as beautiful as the moon. She has a captivating charm. "

  "What happened later?"

"The only Royce who survived, he married that woman? "

  "Yes, but he was cursed by the gods for killing his kin, and soon died too." And that woman also disappeared on the Wall, as if she had never appeared before. "

  "Was she a savage from beyond the Wall?"

  " I don't know. Everything about her is a mystery. "

  Samwell rubbed his chin, always feeling that this story has an inexplicable sense of familiarity, it should hide some unknown secrets.

  The Royce family uses "We Remember" as their motto, so they should know a lot of ancient secrets.

Before Earl Yorn looked at the giant sword [Dawn] behind Samwell, there was something wrong with his eyes, and he probably knew something.

  Seeing that Samwell's questions were still unfinished, Sir Robar added: "If you want to know more, you can ask my brother, he is the heir of Runestone City, he knows more than me. "

  Samwell nodded. He remembered that the eldest son of the Royce family should be named Andar. He met him once in the tourney in King's Landing before, but the two did not fight.

Sir Robar spoke again. "The bronze armour of the Royce family has never been handed to an outsider. "

  Samwell shrugged: "When the battle is over if the Royce family wants the armour, I have no objection." "

  "No, Father has already promised you. So, as long as you kill the Red Viper, the [Time] will be yours."

In the darkness, Sir Robert stared at the armour on Samwell, "I just hope you Can make good use of this armour."

  "I will."

  The two fell silent again.

  After an unknown amount of time, Samwell suddenly remembered something, and asked,

  "This time Earl Yohn commanded the army from the Vale to attack Dorne. What is the attitude of the Eyrie?"

  "The attitude of the Eyrie is very strange." Sir Robar's tone was full of doubts and a little resentment, "In fact, after receiving the war order from the Iron Throne, my father has been waiting for the call-up order from the young Duke of the Eyrie. He waited but got no response. This war was for Duke Jon Arryn's revenge, and Eyrie City was not active at all, which is really incomprehensible.

  My father couldn't wait for the call-up order, so he went to the Eyrie himself but was chased away by Lady Lysa. When he came out, he didn't even see the face of the young duke.

  In the end, it was the nobles of the vale called by my father, who formed an army and went south."

  Samwell was not surprised when he heard it, Lady Lysa in the original book has basically this kind of escapism attitude, in the "War of the Five Kings", she has been unwilling to send troops to participate in the war.

  Although it was also an escape this time, fortunately, it failed to prevent the nobles of the vale from leading their troops southward on their own.

  After all, "Littlefinger" is dead, and Lady Lysa probably doesn't have the guts to stop those Vale nobles who want to avenge Duke Jon Arryn.

  Samwell suddenly thought that with the death of Duke Jon Arryn and the death of "Littlefinger", the Vale has actually become a power vacuum.

  Lady Lysa, that stupid woman, was certainly not capable of ruling the Vale, and neither was her young son, who was not expected to live long.

  And Lord Jon Arryn left no other heirs.

  The heir in line of the Arryn family, if Samwell remembered correctly, was actually a knight of the Hatton family, and this person's inheritance rights came from the matrilineal line.

  However, Hatton is only a small family, but its lord, the Waynwood family in IronOaks City is quite powerful. If the young Lord Robert Arryn dies unfortunately, the Waynwood family will most likely use the heir of the Hatton family to get their hands on the authority of the Vale.

  But as one of the most powerful vassals in the valley, the Royce family may not necessarily watch as Hatton becomes the Duke of the Eyrie and the guardian of the vale.

  In short, it is estimated that there will inevitably be a battle between dragons and tigers in the Vale in the future.

  Both of them were immersed in their own thoughts, stopped talking, and waited until dawn.

  Samwell got up from the ground, moved his stiff body, and heard Sir Robar beside him say:

  "Lord Caesar, you are the commander now, and you should preside over the daily morning prayer."

  "Okay."

  Samwell gathered everyone together and prayed to the statue of the warrior, praying that he would give him courage and strength.

  At this moment, Samwell felt that he had become extremely pious.

  They need the protection of the gods too much.

  The current situation is so bad that even Samwell has no confidence.

  He didn't know how many more days he could hold out under the Dornish attack.

  He doesn't know when the Iron Throne army outside will be able to attack the city.

  At this time, perhaps only a miracle can save them.

  Unfortunately, the miracle never appeared.

  Time passed day by day, and Samwell had already forgotten what day it was. It seemed to be the eighteenth day? Or day twentieth?

  There were fewer and fewer comrades in arms, from the first three hundred and forty people, to now, there are only more than forty living people left, and only a dozen of them can still stand.

  The smell of death pervades the entire Sept.

  "Why don't you surrender?" Sir Robar whispered as he limped to Samwell's side.

  "If I could surrender, my mother would have voted long ago." Samwell couldn't help but swear in a low voice, "The Red Viper even killed his own daughter with his own hands. Do you think he will let us go if we surrender?"

  Robar fell silent.

  In fact, he had realized this a long time ago. The fact that this battle has lasted until now is actually because they knew that surrendering to the Dornishmen would be a dead end, so they desperately resisted.

  But... in this situation, if you don't surrender, how can you continue to fight?

  I'm afraid that if the Dornishmen charge again, the sept will fall.

  However, the strange thing is that this last wave of shock has not arrived for a long time.

  From morning to night, Samwell and Robar stood at the window looking north and suddenly realized something.

  "The Dornishmen are about to lose their hold!" Sir Robar cheered.

  At this time, Samwell was controlling the Falcon to hover above the north city gate, witnessing with his own eyes that the Iron Throne army had finally boarded the city once again!

  This time, really coming in?

  With the lessons learned from the past, he didn't even dare to be happy too early, for fear that it would be an empty joy.

  Fortunately, there were no surprises in the progress of the matter this time. The Dornishmen retreated steadily, and the city walls and gates fell one after another.

  When he saw the city gate slowly opening and a large group of troops rushing in, Samwell was finally convinced—

  the city was broken!

  "We have won! We have been saved!"

  He excitedly told the good news to the rest of the soldiers, and finally, there was some laughter in the temple shrouded in despair all day long.

  But before they were happy, bad news came.

  "My lord, the Dornishmen are here!"

  "How many are here?"

  "Many! There are probably six or seven hundred people! The leader should be the Red Viper!"

  "Damn it!" After Samwell got the information, he hurriedly climbed up to the second floor again and looked out of the window. Sure enough, he saw that the Dornishmen outside had already filled the courtyard and were making final preparations before the attack.

  "It seems that the Red Viper didn't intend to let us go before he left." Sir Robar smiled sadly as if he was ready to sacrifice.

  Samwell didn't say anything, returned to the hall with a heavy face, and summoned everyone.

  His eyes slowly swept across everyone's faces and said:

  "You also know that the Skyreach city has been breached, but the Dornish people don't intend to let us go, this is their last madness. I don't want to lie to you either, the sept cannot be defended, so we must break through."

  "How?"

  "Of course, by riding out, as long as we can break through the encirclement and join the army at the north gate, we will be saved."

  "But We have no horses," Ser Robar reminded.

  "Aren't there the last six horses?"

  "Not enough for so many people to ride..."

  "Then let six people rush out." As soon as Samwell finished speaking, everyone's expressions changed.

  These are the last six chances of survival.

[END]

Note-This is an AU so the author added the Hatton family. As Lysa's son was still alive till last season.👌