The gloomy sky weighs on people's hearts, a haze that cannot be dispelled.
The drizzle stopped slightly.
The enemy's attack was like a sudden rain and wind, with horses' hooves trampling on the ground, and their swords and spears raised high, rushing straight towards the carriage protected by the guards in the center.
All the enemies covered their faces with black cloth and took off their family emblems on their armors. It seemed that they were deliberately concealing their identities.
One of the leading knights held a spear and tucked it under his arm. The sharp spear tip was slightly lowered and pointed at the Red Castle Guards in front with a cold light flashing.
The black cloth wrapped around the face revealed only a pair of eyes, and a dull growl sounded out word by word.
"Kill! Light! Them!"
Like thunder.
Rumble——
The next second, iron hooves galloped and roared.
The purpose of this group of masked attackers was very clear, they wanted to kill Layla and her son.
Queen Leila and her maids were stunned by the sudden attack and did not even realize what happened.
"Enemy attack!"
Among them, Sir William, who had experienced hundreds of battles, was the first to react.
However, at this moment, he didn't have a long sword in his hand, so he could only take off the short throwing spear he was good at using from his waist, aimed it at the enemy rushing at the front, and then threw it directly with force.
Whoosh——
The short spear broke through the air and made a sound.
The knight who was the leader of the masked attackers was caught off guard and was hit directly in the chest by a spear.
Bang——
The hard breastplate was not broken by the spear, but a deep pit was also smashed out.
Because the masked knight's legs did not clamp the war horse, the powerful impact of the spear destroyed the balance of the man-horse charge, and the masked knight was directly knocked to the ground by this huge force.
thump.
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and the masked knight was thrown to pieces because his feet were entangled in the stirrups and he was dragged forcibly by the horse for several meters before he struggled to break free.
The cavalrymen following him were also experienced and discovered the unexpected situation in time, bypassing the fallen 'adult' and continuing to charge forward.
Otherwise, this unlucky knight will be trampled directly to pulp by the ruthless iron hooves.
And with this spear, the surprise battle on the avenue officially kicked off.
"kill--"
In an instant, the sound of fighting resounded through the avenue and the surrounding woods, like thunder. The guards of the Red Fort were resting just now. They were caught off guard when they encountered the attack, and fell into the leeward instantly.
Several soldiers from the company were directly knocked away by the war horses or had their throats slit before they could stand up.
Blood sprayed, screams occurred one after another, and some soldiers even dropped their weapons and went straight into the jungle in an attempt to escape.
However, the masked knight who had just fallen off his horse was already struggling to get up from the ground.
His leg seemed to have been broken in the fall, and the spear in his hand had long been lost. He supported the ground with the scabbard of his sword, and stood upright with difficulty with a limp leg.
There was unconcealable shame in his eyes.
Because the shame of falling from a horse has been with him for half his life.
He was once defeated by a red-robed monk from Myr in a group event at a tourney held in King's Landing. The reason was that the red-robed monk used a flaming sword to frighten his horse. Therefore, the noble knight
He was thrown off his own horse in shame.
Unexpectedly, he accidentally fell off his horse again today, and this time he seemed to have broken his leg.
The masked lame knight stood with difficulty holding the scabbard with one hand. The pain in his legs kept coming up like a dull knife cutting out flesh, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
However, he just gritted his teeth and endured the pain, his face unchanged and his eyes as sharp as an eagle, still scanning the entire battlefield meticulously.
He saw several Red Castle guards responsible for escorting the queen and prince trying to escape, then waved his hand, pointed his finger to that side and gave a decisive order.
"Kill them all!"
"Don't let anyone go!"
Before the start of the Usurper's War, the family had not expressed its attitude and was torn between the rebels and the Iron Throne.
However, since the Battle of the Trident, the heir to the royal family died in battle, and the situation has gradually become clearer. The Targaryens are gone, and the family has lost confidence in the Iron Throne. At the same time, it has found the best time to intervene in the war and directly reap the victory.
of fruit.
Now the heads of Queen Layla and Prince Viserys are the best certificates to join the rebel camp.
However, due to various more important reasons, they cannot directly reveal their identities now.
Therefore, following the lame knight's order, several masked 'robbers' were well-trained and decisively moved away from the battlefield.
Rumble...
The galloping hooves of horses rolled up the mud, and the masked attackers rode on war horses and held blood-stained swords.
Wow——
Without hesitation, he urged his horse to separate the weeds and leaves, and dived into the woods. He tried his best to kill all the enemies, leave no one alive, and prevent all information from being leaked.
"very good."
The lame knight nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene.
Then the pain in his legs hit him, and the muscles on his face twitched violently. He clenched the hilt of the sword to support his body.
Although the king's army was corrupted, the guards of the Red Castle were still elite. When they encountered the surprise attack, they were caught off guard and fell directly into the disadvantage. They suffered heavy losses in an instant, but when they reacted, they still put up a tenacious resistance.
In an instant, under the leadership of the Red Fort instructor, several masked cavalry were lifted off their horses, their heads cut off with a sword, and blood spurted out as if they were free of money.
"Protect Her Majesty the Queen!"
The middle-aged man with slightly curly hair, covered in blood, grabbed a war horse and climbed up.
The body was lying on the back of the horse, and the horse was galloping with a sword in one hand, and he escaped the enemy's attack in the gap between the two horses.
Then with superb swordsmanship, he slit his throat directly.
The war horse was frightened and dragged the body on its back towards the woods.
Viserys, who was holding Sir William's sword in his arms, was still blank at this moment.
He realized what had happened, but his legs were frozen in place as if filled with lead, and he watched helplessly what was happening in front of him.
The shrill screams, the splashing blood, the head rolling on the ground, all the powerful images made his breathing stop slightly.
Then he saw a frightened war horse dragging the corpse of an enemy and rushing towards him.
Viserys' brain suddenly came to his senses at this moment, because he understood that if he was hit by the war horse, he might really die.
I tried my best to overcome the fear in my heart, and my lead-filled legs suddenly seemed to have some strength.
And then just as the frightened horse was about to hit him...