"What are you pulling me for, hunting dog? These savages can't understand what we are saying!"
Donnie, who was dragged away by his arm, was very unhappy with the hunting dog and kept yelling and cursing.
"They are savages from the Mingyue Mountains! We are on the run now, don't mess with them, understand!" He dragged Donnie to a big tree where his team was resting, and said calmly after letting go of the hunting dog's hand.
"Just those poor guys who don't even have a place to take a shower?" Donnie turned and looked at the nearly two hundred troops holding weapons around him: "Are we afraid of them?"
"Half of the swamp here belongs to the Reed family in the north, and half belongs to the Frey family in the river. But the mountains to the east are the territory of the savages. Those Freys don't dare to come here without a team of four to five hundred people..." Before the hound finished speaking, the words came from Cersei, who was sitting on the cart and had been paying attention to her son.
"Hound, you are not a bachelor but a subordinate. Duny is your future lord. If you preach to him like this, you are going against the Lord. Kneel down and apologize to Duny!"
Sandor the hound lowered his head, letting his wet shoulder-length hair hang in front of his forehead to cover his eyes, and the veins bursting in his right hand holding the hilt of the sword at his waist.
The other soldiers in the Western Territory all became quiet when they saw the condition of the hunting dogs, and no one dared to speak.
"Hound, apologize quickly!" The white-haired Oswell stood next to Donnie again and said angrily, as if he, the golden-robed captain who defected midway, was Donnie's most loyal seal.
Just like you.
Oswell had no choice. He defected and became a wanted criminal. He chose to follow Tywin. Cersei and the heir Duny must first establish a good relationship. There is no turning back for him and his son.
Duny had a smile on his face, waiting to see the Hound joke. The Hound didn't talk to Duny, nor did he do what Cersei asked. He raised his head and looked at Oswell, tui! He spat at his feet, the Hound's head
He walked outside the temporary camp without looking back.
"Look at him! He is arrogant and disobeys orders!" Oswell also wanted to drive a wedge between Hound and Donnie.
"Everyone, listen, rest where you are for three hours!" Adam walked to the crowd and shouted.
Adam, who was exchanging food with the officers, had been paying attention to Cersei and Duny. Knowing the situation, he would not offend either party.
In Adam's understanding, hounds are Tywin's close associates and best thugs. Oswell is currently defecting and has been deprived of his noble status and has been issued a wanted order. However, he has secretly followed Tywin for many years. If he returns to the West, he will become
New favorite.
After shouting, Adam squatted in front of Cersei, holding a kettle and feeding her himself. He had a wife at home, and after Cersei returned to the West, Tywin would not let her move freely again. The wonderful time between the two of them was...
Cherish it very much.
"Cersei, are you feeling better?" Adam asked gently, holding the back of Cersei's head.
"It was a small problem, but it's better now." Cersei's energy was much better than in the morning, and her eyes gradually regained their former look.
"So..." Adam's head turned to the side of the temporary camp. Cersei followed his gaze and saw that several personal guards were setting up tents under a stone shelter from the wind.
Cersei reached out and touched Adam's chest, then leaned close to his face and said, "Are you so anxious?"
"Of course!" With the tacit approval, Adam picked up Cersei like a princess and ran to the tent without saying a word.
The knights and soldiers here are all Adam's subordinates, and he believes that no one will go to Tywin to complain.
Seeing Adam holding Cersei, Lancel licked his lips. He hadn't touched Cersei for a long time.
And Duny seems to have never understood the relationship between men and women. He doesn't care who his mother sleeps with. When they were in King's Landing a few months ago, no matter how many maids Cersei sent to Duny's room, she would not come out the next day.
Either nothing happens or he gets beaten up by Dhoni.
Several personal guards spread out in formation to guard around Adam's tent. Soon, shouts for men and women came from inside, and the rhythm became faster and faster, and finally ended with Cersei's voice calling Duny, Duny. Adam and Cersei, who were sweating and in better spirits, got the team ready to go.
"Where is Duny?" Cersei didn't see her son in the crowd.
"Hound, where is Donnie?"
The hunting dog woke up but did not get up when he opened his eyes: "He took the two loyal dogs of the Kate Black family to find food!"
Cersei stared down at the hound: "I order you to bring Duny back!"
"Okay." The hound stood up slowly: "Madam!"
"You! I'll see you when you go back!"
Watching the hound leave, this sentence came out of Cersei's mouth.
Cersei can't understand the good words of advice, but Cersei understands the sarcastic words immediately. She feels that the hound is laughing at her for not having any identity at the moment.
After waiting for a while, Cersei found Adam and asked him to take someone to take a look.
This was a temporary trading point with various people. Adam thought they might have had a conflict with someone, so he led dozens of his men to the stone. As soon as he turned a stone path, he heard Donnie's voice: "Kill."
If you kill them, kill them quickly!"
Something really happened, Adam pulled out the sword on his waist and shouted: "Quick, go protect our people!"
By the time Adam arrived, the people at the temporary trading point had dispersed, leaving behind garbage on the ground. The hunting dog was holding a long sword to protect Donnie behind him. Old Oswell had two axes stuck in his back, and his son O
Simon is dragging him back with great effort.
Opposite the four people, a dozen savages were shouting and jumping, laughing at them. Seeing Adam bringing people, these savages ran up the mountain without saying a word.
"Hold him up and walk quickly. You shouldn't stay here for a long time!" The savages were walking fast on the stone mountain. He and his group did not have bows and arrows. Adam didn't want to intensify the conflict with the savages, so he asked everyone to leave quickly.
Duny continues to be protected by the Hound. The Hound agreed to Adam because of Tywin's sake, otherwise the Hound would now hand Duny over to the protection of old Oswell, who is now being carried on his son's back.
The hound was laughing at Old Oswell in his heart. Do you really think that the savages can't understand the Common Tongue? Many savages were born to women from the riverlands and valleys who were robbed of their mothers. They can speak the Common Tongue since they were young. And they can speak the Tongue.
Tribes come here to trade salt. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. The items can only be carried on their backs. How difficult is it for only four people to make this trip?
The further you go west, the more ponds you see. The thick woods and mist make you only able to see a distance of more than ten meters. The rain that has just fallen in the past few weeks has caused the water level to rise a bit. Many ponds are now connected into small ones.
Lake. The group in the West slowed down and had to walk around the lake.
Bo~~
Bored Donnie walked and threw the nuts in his hands into the water on both sides.
"When you don't know how long the journey is, it's best not to waste food." The hunting dog did not stop Duny this time, but only opened his mouth to remind.
Maybe it was because of the previous conflict that Donnie was a little frightened when he recalled it. He didn't reply, he muttered something in a low voice, and his expression was not very good.
"Ah! Save me."
A soldier slipped on the mud and fell into the water. He wanted to get up immediately, but when he saw Doni's unhappy face, he began to splash into the water and struggle to make Doni laugh.
"Grab it, grip it!" Many soldiers walked down the shore, stepped on the muddy beach and reached out to hand him the end of their spear.
Looking at his comrades who came down and were covered in mud, the soldier who was splashing in the water stopped and suddenly stood up. The water only reached his waist: "Hahaha!"
"Go to hell!"
Countless amounts of mud were thrown at him, and dozens of soldiers stood on the shore, digging at the mud under their feet and throwing it at him to prevent him from landing.
"I was wrong!"
The soldier in the water raised his hands to cover his face. He didn't expect so many people to hit him, causing countless splashes on the lake. The waves and shouts caused made this silent swamp full of human flavor for the first time. The soldier finally gave in. After being kicked several times by his comrades, he followed the advancing team. He glanced at Donnie and saw a smile on his face. His performance was worth it!
The few soldiers walking at the end of the team tore open the dried meat they had exchanged with the hunter in their hands. Just as they were about to put the shredded meat into their mouths, their eyes turned unconsciously. They first saw the sky, and then saw what they were holding.
His body was covered with dried meat, and then his face came into close contact with the mud on the ground.
Several people around him felt the same way.
Several strong savages wearing various feathers on their heads, who looked like leaders or warriors, walked to the bodies of several people, picked up axes from the ground and held them in their hands. They kept their footsteps to a minimum and slowly approached the prey. The number of soldiers walking in the rear gradually decreased in the fog. Finally, the alert people noticed something was wrong and began to shout: "The enemy is attacking! The enemy is attacking from the rear!"
"Cersei, ask the maid to take you to the front. The spears will form in the rear!" Adam reacted quickly when he heard the voice, and immediately began to direct and beckon the knights around him to run to the rear of the team.
On the left and right sides are lakes formed by rising water and thick trees soaked in the water. The sky is blocked by the wide canopy of trees. In the middle of the two lakes is a road more than ten meters wide that is not a road. Soldiers from the Western Region have formed a spear formation here to face the enemy. "Who is the other party?"
In the fog with only a dozen meters of visibility, Adam asked the soldiers to get closer to each other. As another experienced commander, Adam would not give random attack orders before he understood the enemy's situation.
"I only heard the sounds of fighting and shouting, but I couldn't see who they were!"
"One row is held flat, the second row is tilted, and the third row is placed on one row's shoulders!" Adam gave the defensive order.
Five male figures walked out of the mist, wearing beast fur or leather armor, animal head decorations or horned helmets, and several lines on their faces with red paint. Each of them held two short swords in their hands.
Tomahawk.
"It's the wild man of the valley!"
The savage in the middle of the five was wearing a metal armor, all of which were trophies. He looked around and found Adam who looked like a commander. He stretched out his arm and pointed an ax at Adam, and then walked backwards with the people around him.
In the mist.
"They left after being discovered?"
"That's right, there are so many of us!"
"Listen, what's the sound?" A soldier heard a buzzing sound coming from the front of the spear array.
"No! Prepare to defend!"
"Oh my god!"
Hundreds of axes flew out of the mist and landed accurately on the defenseless spear array, causing countless casualties.
The savage leader accurately measured the distance as he raised his ax and stepped back.
"Oh, slightly, slightly~~~"
Accompanied by strange shouts, more than a hundred of the most powerful warriors in the savage tribe, both men and women, held axes in their hands and wore simple iron armor and howled towards the spear array. Following closely behind them were
Wearing fur clothes, holding maces, wooden clubs, and wooden shields, there are young warriors. At the end of the team are older and younger savages holding sharpened wooden sticks.
The combat effectiveness of the savages is very high, because the culture of the savage tribe does not support idlers. All supplies must be snatched by one's own hands. A twenty-year-old savage has at least fifteen years of robbery experience, and the weak will have long since starved to death.
I won’t survive today.
The pike array in the Western Territory was disrupted by flying axes. The savages who rushed up were all murderous things, and their numbers were superior. A brutal massacre began.
"I surrender!" The Western soldier who had just finished speaking and threw away his weapon was beheaded by an axe. The savages did not talk about this. The other party was interested in the spear in his hand. In their concept, the only weapon that could kill soldiers was
It belongs to him.
"Oh, slightly, slightly~~~"
The killing in the mist continued, with blood and mud mixed together. Soldiers who accidentally fell were stepped into the ground by their companions or savages. There were many people who wanted to pretend to be dead and escape, but they encountered savages and chopped them down.
A savage can kill an enemy only by his head.
Click! Click!
The savage warriors rushed forward to kill the enemy, and those who followed cut off the heads of the corpses on the ground one by one and put them together. The children began to collect valuable small things that fell everywhere.
The battle line collapsed, and many Western soldiers panicked and began to jump into the shallow lakes on both sides of the road, while the savages on the shore stood on the shore and watched them and did not pursue them again.
"Jump into the water quickly! Savages dare not go into the water!"
I don't know who shouted, and all the people in the West who were still alive jumped into the lake.
The savages on the shore lined up in several rows, playing with the tomahawks in their hands and looking at the soldiers in the lake with smiles. The young savages behind had already begun to count the trophies.
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Wow~~The body of a soldier standing in the water suddenly began to swing wildly, causing huge waves in the water. He disappeared into the water without even having time to shout.
"There's something in the water!"
On the lake, something like dead wood floated slowly in front of the soldiers from a distance, and there were more of them than the savages on the shore.
Another soldier was attacked, and this time the Western Soldiers saw clearly what came out of the water.
"It's a crocodile! Run!"
The prey began to escape to the shore, and the crocodiles in the water began to swim faster. No matter how fast they stepped on the mud at the bottom of the lake, they could not move faster than the crocodiles swimming in the water. Soldiers were constantly dragged into the water by the crocodiles, and the two lakes were soon dyed red with blood.
.
With his father, Oswell Sr., unable to fight and unable to walk fast on his back, Osmond Kettleblack in the mud looked at the soldiers being attacked in the water and saw the savages chasing after him. After hesitating for a moment, he took his father
He put it on the ground, picked up his neck and one leg, and threw Old Oswell into a lake full of crocodiles. He rolled and crawled away alone.
All Osmond can think about now is what his father did during this period. He betrayed Glory and killed his two younger brothers. It was all because of him that the originally good little noble became a wanted criminal.
"Osmond! Osmond!"
Osmond, who was running away, seemed not to hear his father's shouts in the water. It was not until his father's screams came that he barely had some tears in his eyes. The total amount of tears in his eyes was not enough for one drop.
Bang! Before Osmond could think about it, he was hit in the calf by a flying axe.
"We are the people of Duke Tywin of the West! We are the people of Duke Tywin of the West!" The team was broken up. At this moment, only Cersei, a few maids and a dozen soldiers were left around Adam. He could only keep shouting.
, I just hope that some savages can understand.
The savages in the mist no longer threw axes in the direction of Adam, and slowly formed a circle to surround them.
The tribal leader walked up to Adam, lowered his head and pulled Cersei into his arms.
"I know who Tywin is, the rich man in the west!" A half-baked common language came from the leader's mouth.