Chapter 376

TYWIN LANNISTER

A day later.

He looked at the burnt remains of what used to be the entire cavalry of his army and felt the hope sinking in his heart.

He tried to keep his face stoic as ever but he had a feeling that his subordinates could see him gritting his teeth in anger.

Sending the cavalry after the Bolton boy had been a gamble. He knew that the boy would probably lead them to a trap.

But for it all to end like this…

He thought about retreating to the South and escaping the trap that's been closing around him by the armies chasing after him.

As someone who has been a battle commander since he was a mere teenager, he knew that he should cut his losses and retreat down South and then go back to Casterly Rock.

But the Bolton boy had both his family members as hostage and all the gold of Casterly Rock.

If he lost that and retreated, then what kind of legacy will he have left to give to the future generation of House Lannister.

No. He would rather meet death face to face then cower back to his home and live the rest of his life in regret.

He looked at his commanders and said "Tell the men to keep moving. We'll reach the Tooth by tomorrow and take the castle before the Northern army could catch up to us."

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DOMERIC BOLTON POV

"So that's how I destroyed the cavalry of the Lannister army without the loss of a single man." He said to his aunt and Lyra while he sat in his room in Dreadfort. "It was frankly much easier than I expected. I didn't even had 4 more back up plans to destroy the enemy cavalry in case something went wrong. In the end, they could not even reach the giants."

"Only you would destroy the entire cavalry of the enemy army and call it easy." Lyra said.

"Why were you so bent on destroying their cavalry in the first place?" his aunt asked.

"So that when Tywin won't be able to escape once I break his army under the Golden Tooth." He said.

"Won't be able to hunt him down with you own cavalry, Wyverns and Direwolves?" his aunt asked.

"I could. But it would be too troublesome. Not to mention that the chances of my men dying also increases if I took my cavalry against their own in a field battle." He said "Doing things this way is easier and cleaner. Of course, Tywin still might decide to cut his losses and run but he won't get very far."

"You seem very confident that you'll break Tywin's army at the walls." His aunt said "If I remember well then his army still outnumbers yours by 2 to 1."

"It does." He replied with a smile "But thanks to the new magical armors and weapons created by my little rune workers, I have increased my Personal guards to 1000 men. With the support of the archers and the crossbowmen, I'm certain that we'll break Tywin's army with ease."

"I notice how you've yet to touch the topic about your rescue of Sansa Stark." Lyra said with a raised eyebrow and a smug look on her face "Is the girl still as infatuated with you as she was back in Winterfell."

His aunt looked at him curiously though he didn't fail to notice the slight furrow of her brow at the mention of Sansa Stark.

His aunt didn't hate the Stark children. But she did hate Lady Catelyn a great deal and the fact that Sansa always tried to emulate Lady Catelyn made a very bad impression on his aunt.

The fact that she was trying to hide her dislike for the girl was already a blessing.

"Nothing much to talk about." He said "The poor girl had to watch all the Stark guards and staff killed in front of her and was beaten and humiliated time and time again by the King Joffrey and his Kingsguard in front of the whole Court. The girl has been traumatized by the events and just wants to go home."

The brutal description of what Sansa had suffered these past months put a damper on Lyra and his aunt's mood.

Lyra was about to say something else when there was a knock on the door.

"Come inside." He said and removed the latch with a flick on his fingers.

The door opened and Karsi walked inside.

"My lord." She said with a bow and he smile.

"Karsi. How are your daughters?" he asked.

"As naughty and stubborn as ever my lord." She replied with a genuine smile. "The things you asked for are ready and have been kept in the Dining room."

He nodded and got up from his chair before looking at his aunt and Lyra.

"See you after the battle with Tywin." He said and left the room.

He entered the dining room with Karsi and found the room filled with wooden crates. Half colored with Red and half with Green.

He opened one of the crate with red color and looked inside.

It was filled with Quivers that were filled with arrows.

"One of these box holds 2,500 arrows." Karsi said and then pointed at the slightly smaller box with the green color which was filled with bolts and magazines. "And one of the green one holds similar number of bolts."

He nodded and counted the total number of boxes.

60 of each type.

"How did you run out of supply so fast?" Karsi asked "I remember each man taking at least 3 quivers of their own."

He nodded. "We had plenty of arrows and bolts till yesterday but we used all of them in a trap against the Lannister Cavalry." He said "What's worse is that thanks to the Wildfire, all the bodies as well as the bolts and arrows burned down so we could neither recover any of our projects nor did we gain any loot."

With that said, he took out another bottomless bag and started to fill the bag with the wood crates.

It was a good thing that he was able to travel across the continent in an instant and carry 120 large crates in a small bag. Otherwise they would have to defend against Tywin without any projectiles which would just suck.

"You destroy the Lannister Cavalry?" Karsi asked.

"Sure did." He relied with a huge smile "And I intend to destroy Tywin's army by tomorrow evening."

"You seem pretty confident on yourself." Karsi said "Be careful… and please tell Varko that I miss him."

"Will do." He said and he put the last crate inside the bottomless bag and turned to Karsi "See you later."

And then with a portkey use, he was back in the Golden Tooth where he promptly shared the arrows and bows for tomorrow's siege.