Chapter 182

Chapter 182 Choice

"Catch the Red Viper Alive!"

  "Catch the Red Viper Alive!"

  ...

  Earl Yohn Royce led more than 300 cavalry to enter from the southern gate, advancing triumphantly all the way, with overwhelming momentum.

  "Catch the red viper alive!" Samwell said excitedly, but his eyes were fixed on the castle of the Fowler family towering in the centre of the city, thinking how many golden dragons there could be inside... And since the Fowler family guard's the prince's pass. They will not be poorer than the Qorgyle family.

  But before Samwell become happy, things started to go wrong.

  Originally, the city was already on the verge of fleeing, and they didn't encounter any organized resistance at all when they rushed in all the way.

  But now, the Dornish people's resistance became more and more fierce over time, and there was a faint tendency to encircle their team of cavalry.

  This is not scientific.

  "The situation is wrong!" Earl Yohn stopped the horse, "Why do I seem to hear the horn of the Iron Throne's army retreating?"

  Samwell's face changed slightly, and he quickly drove the falcon to the north gate.

  Then, he froze.

  Wasn't the city broken just now?

  He had seen clearly through Falcon's eyes before that the city wall and gates to the north were all controlled by the Iron Throne's army, so he dared to rush into the city, thinking about fishing in troubled waters.

  But what's going on now?

  The city gates were closed, why did they retreat?

  What is the army of the Iron Throne doing?

  But Samwell knew that now was not the time to think about this kind of problem, and running away was the top priority.

  "Quick! Lord Yohn! Withdraw quickly! The Dornishmen have retaken the northern city wall and city gate ."

"It's too late ."

Earl Yohn looked at the southern city gate that was slowly closing in the distance. , His heart is also full of shock and anger.

  But he still forced himself to calm down and looked around: "We have to find a place that is easy to defend..."

  Samwell looked at the castle of the Fowler family again, but he also knew that they couldn't rush in the current situation, even if they manage to rush over, it would be impossible to attack.

  "Go to the sept !" Lucas Dayne pointed to the Faith of the seven sept standing on the hill not far to the east and made a suggestion.

  Earl Yohn only glanced at it, and made up his mind decisively:

  "Okay! Everyone, go to the Sept!"

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  "Lord Eddard, why are you so angry, at worst, attack again,"

  Queen Cersei said nonchalantly.

  "Yes. If I can capture the Skyreach once, I can capture the second time." King Joffrey also nodded, "But this time, I must cut off the head of the Red Viper with my own hands! This bastard does not speak of credibility !"

  Duke Eddard's arms were covered with bandages, and his expression was unprecedentedly tired.

  He opened his mouth but didn't speak, as if he already felt that he had nothing to say.

  After a long silence, the king's hand slowly took off the golden hand brooch on the shirt, which symbolized his identity, threw it in front of the mother and son, and said in a flat but extremely firm tone: "Your Majesty, I can't be your Hand.

  "Please be wise. Also, starting today, the army of the North will no longer listen to the orders of the Iron Throne. We will continue to attack, but this is only to avenge Jon Arryn, not the Iron Throne order."

  "Eddard Stark! What do you mean!" Queen Cersei's face changed slightly, her tone instantly cold.

  "Treason! This is treason!" Joffrey yelled.

  Duke Eddard countered unceremoniously: "It is true treason to treat war like a joke, and to discard the victory that soldiers exchanged for their lives at will."

  "I will kill you! I will kill you!"

  "When you want to kill everyone, everyone will also want to kill you. Your Majesty, don't forget the fate of 'Mad King' Aerys."

  After saying this, Duke Eddard stopped talking to the king and left outside.

  "Kill him! Kill the traitor!" Joffrey yelled at the king's guard beside him.

  Unfortunately, none of the seven Kingsguard moved.

  They are not stupid, dare to kill Eddard Stark here, just wait for the northern army to rebel.

  And what the king did really chilled them all.

  Can't go on like this.

  So, the seven kings' guard stared at the ground, as if they were sculptures.

  Queen Cersei grabbed her son and said, "Don't worry about that stupid wolf. Since he voluntarily resigned from the hand of the king, it will save us a lot of trouble. If he doesn't do it, some people will do it. "

  At the door, something seemed to come to Duke Eddard's mind, he turned around and said,

  "One more thing, my daughter Sansa is not worthy of His Majesty the King, so the previous engagement is hereby void."

  "I'm going to kill you! Eddard Stark, I'll kill you!"

  The king's angry cry was heard almost throughout the camp.

  After leaving the tent, Duke Eddard saw a large number of angry nobles gathered outside.

  "We don't want to fight for such a king!"

  "Joffrey Baratheon must apologize and repent for the dead warrior!"

  "We will not fight! We will all withdraw!"

  …

  Just as Lord Eddard was about to speak, he saw Ser Barristan Selmy "Ser Barristan the Bold" coming out with him, the captain of the Kingsguard.

  "Please, lords!" Barristan said loudly, "Please listen to me."

  After everyone fell silent, Barristan continued:

  "I can understand your anger, and I also know that what the king has done has caused great harm. Therefore, I assure you that such a thing will never happen again!"

  Lord Mathis said: "How can you guarantee?"

  Barristan drew out his long sword decisively and then held the sharp sword with his left hand. Pulled down the blade—

  the blood instantly stained the blade red.

  "I swear on the honour of the Kingsguard ." Barristan solemnly said, holding the blood-stained sword, "If King Joffrey issues any military orders during this battle, let this sword drink the blood from my throat." !"

  The nobles were stunned for a moment.

  Because Barristan's words are to bet his own life and dethrone King Joffrey's authority.

  Although it was limited to this war, the political risks this white knight had to bear were quite terrifying.

  Earl Mathis also stopped talking. He quietly looked at the aged white knight, as if he saw the former "King Bearer" Christon Cole.

  This person had directly disobeyed the will of the former king and supported another heir, which directly led to the bloodiest civil war in the Targaryen dynasty - Dance of the Dragons.

  The figures of the two captains of the Kingsguard seem to overlap at this moment.

  Earl Mathis narrowed his eyes and suddenly smelled a dangerous smell.

  Sir Barristan said slowly: "The king will not interfere in military affairs any more, so I ask you to regroup and take the city."

  The prestige of the captain of the Kingsguard silenced the scene.

  Barristan looked at Duke Eddard: "Lord Eddard, you are the commander of this army, so I ask you to take on the heavy responsibility."

Duke Eddard took a deep look at Sir Barristan and nodded slowly.

  Barristan looked at Duke Mace Tyrell again: "Lord Mace, what's your opinion?"

  Duke Mace coughed lightly, and said, "As long as the king stops messing around, I have no objection."

  Barristan slowly swept across the group of nobles until everyone nodded in agreement to continue fighting.

  The captain of the Kingsguard gambled his reputation and life and finally pulled back the army that was already on the verge of disintegration.

  And the command of the army returned to the hands of Eddard Stark.

  Everything seems to be back on track.

  After the nobles dispersed, Duke Mace remembered what he had heard from Duke Eddard in the tent, and said to his son Garlan Tyrell, "

  Write to Highgarden and ask your sister to come! "

  "Father, it's a war right now. Why did you ask Margaery to come over?"

  "Don't talk nonsense, isn't the queen mother here? Go!"

  "Okay."

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  "Quick! Move quickly! Block all the doors and windows! Block them!"

  In the hall of the sept, Earl Yohn commanded the soldiers to move the tables and chairs to the door and windows, trying to make this air-tight sept into a fortress.

  "The Dornishmen won't hold out for long!" Earl Yohn said loudly, trying to cheer up the soldiers, "The army of the Iron Throne has successfully climbed the city wall once, and there will be a second and third time soon...as long as we Persevere here for a few days, victory must belong to us!"

  Samwell moved the huge statue of The Father to the door with brute force, and then, ignoring the astonished eyes of others came up with the idea of the statue of the mother.

  "Don't, don't!" The monk who hadn't had time to evacuate hastily dissuaded, "My lord, let me go outside to help you negotiate, please! These are statues of gods, don't desecrate them!"

"I didn't desecrate them ."

  Samwell With an innocent look on his face, "I just want the Father and Mother to be together. If the Dornishmen dare to hit with a battering ram, it will be real blasphemy. You must remember to stop them at that time."

The monk was speechless and could only watch helplessly, the baron with terrifying power moved the sculptures of the maiden, Warrior, and Blacksmith to the door, blocking four doors.

  This sept hall has two floors. After the lower four doors were blocked, the windows on the upper floor can just be left for the soldiers to shoot, so it can barely be regarded as a crude fortress.

  But to be honest, if the Dornish people are determined to attack, this "fortress" really won't last long.

  We can only hope that the Dornish people outside are pious enough not to dare to destroy the statues of the Seven Gods.

  Samwell went up the spiral staircase to the second floor. Through the window, he could see that many Dornish people had gathered outside. It was roughly estimated that there were thousands of people.

  On their side, there are only three hundred and forty cavalry. Of course, since they are huddled here, they are not considered cavalry, and the horses can only be used as food reserves.

  "The Dornish people shouldn't care about us." Earl Yohn also came to the second floor, he didn't know whether to comfort Samwell or himself and said, "Once the Iron Throne starts to attack again, these Dornish people must go back to defend the northern city wall."

"There won't be too much pressure on our side."

  "I hope so." Samwell was not so relaxed, he always felt that the situation was very wrong, and there might be something wrong with the Iron Throne army outside the north city gate, otherwise, how could they suddenly retreat?

  Could it be an infighting?

  Samwell thinks it is possible. You know, there is an "eternal emperor" over there, and it is not surprising that that lunatic can do anything.

  Although it was a bit of an afterthought, Samwell felt that he was too impulsive to rush into the city with Earl Yohn.

  He underestimated the Eternal emperor's ability to make trouble .

  "The Red Viper is here."

  Earl Yohn's words brought the cranky Samwell back to reality.

  He looked out of the window and saw a tall man in an orange-yellow robe walking out from among the Dornishmen. It was indeed the "Red Viper" Prince Oberyn.

  Holding a spear in his right hand and a shield in his left hand, the man stood about a hundred paces away from the church and said loudly, "

  "Are Earl Yohn and Baron Caesar up there?"

  Earl Yohn responded, "Yes. It's us, Prince Oberyn ."

  Prince Obery laughed loudly: "Are you going to come down and surrender yourself? Or wait for us to attack?"

"Your Highness, look who this is?" Samwell dragged Obera Shadra to the window and let her lean out halfway so that Prince Oberyn could see it.

  Sure enough, Prince Oberyn's arrogant smile froze on his face.

  "Obara..."

  "Father!" Obara yelled, "Forget me! Attack! Kill them!"

  Samwell pulled her back and gagged her with a cloth.

  When he was doing this, he suddenly had a sense of déjà vu that he was the big villain...

  He quickly threw away this thought, and said outside:

  "Oberon, you don't want your daughter to die, do you? How about this, Peaceful coexistence..."

  "Hahahahaha!" Prince Oberyn burst into laughter and interrupted, "This is a battleground where you can live and die. Anyone who believes in peaceful coexistence is an idiot!"

  Before Samwell could answer, he looked up and shouted at his daughter:

  "Obara! Remember the choice I gave you? Spear or tears?"

  Obara couldn't speak, but her determined eyes said everything.

  Prince Oberyn understood.

  So, he suddenly threw the spear at his daughter!

  Samwell didn't expect this at all, caught off guard and instinctively thought that the target was himself, and immediately retracted into the wall, and when he wanted to grab Obara, he was already a beat behind.

  Chi!

  The spear pierced Obara's chest, and a tear rolled from the corner of her eye.

  "Attack!"

  Prince Oberyn shouted hoarsely from outside the church.

  [END]