Game of Thrones: I loaded the Witcher system - Chapter 362

c354 North wins and South loses

The cavalry that set off first returned to Clay’s main force in the center.

“Your Majesty, those guys are inside, I can feel it.”

Helmet off, Kristen Mandler reports on Clay.

“Well, tell me what you saw.”

Clay didn’t have much reaction. He nodded lightly and asked Kristen to describe the results of his trip.

After organizing his language a little, Chrisson said:

“In addition to those monsters, well…that is, their hounds, they still have at least five to six hundred people in the Last Hearth City.”

“These guys don’t seem to be planning to escape. From the looks of it, they seem to be preparing to defend the city.”

“I saw them reinforcing the defenses at the top of the city, and the cavalry were galloping outside the city.”

After listening to Krison’s report, Clay raised his eyebrows.

No more running?

Planning to defend the city?

What is this for?

With such a small population, why do you dare to compete with yourself?

Before the bait was cast, the fish jumped into the fishing net on its own.

What a strange subjective initiative this is.

Clay thinks this is completely unreasonable.

Anyway, he couldn’t understand the guy who made this decision, whether it was Eredin or Illerith or whoever it was.

However, if they make mistakes, they will certainly not correct them.

Since you want to defend the city, I will attack it properly.

I want to see how powerful you guys are in the city’s offensive and defensive battles.

Thinking of this, Clay immediately ordered:

“Krison, take your cavalry team and immediately expand the search area. Remember, as soon as you find out that they have gathered troops on a large scale outside the city, return and report to me immediately.”

There is no way, there is the counter-intuitive skill of portal.

As long as there is hoarfrost, no place is safe for Clay.

Only by staying vigilant at all times can we prevent the Wild Hunt from opening doors outside the city and attacking us from unexpected places.

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

Kristen agreed and left immediately with the people.

Now that we have entered wartime, there are no incidents to worry about.

He took a breath and looked at the castle that was hidden in the wind and snow, looming in the snowfield ahead.

Clay issued the order:

“Order, shield bearer in front, maintain a tight formation. There is no need to attack the city yet. Get close to the castle as soon as possible. Be careful and beware of enemies that may come out from within the military formation.”

Several leading nobles under his command agreed and immediately urged the horses under their crotches to lead them to their command positions.

They knew what Clay meant.

To deal with such an enemy, there is no point in rushing over and besieging the city.

First, approach without revealing any flaws, and make sure that the other party really has no intention of leaving, and only then can you strike in a targeted manner.

No victory in any battle is achieved overnight.

Finally, on top of the city of Hearth.

Eredin, the King of the Wild Hunt, holds an exaggerated giant sword and has a pair of red eyes. Through the skull mask on his face, he stares at Clay’s troops who are gradually approaching him outside the city.

He knew very well that these natives came here just to kill him.

But he no longer wanted to retreat.

Without a fight, Eredin would spit out all the territory he had eaten. Eredin couldn’t swallow this breath.

Moreover, without a foothold, how could he begin to conquer the world and find out where the ancient blood was hidden?

If this place is lost, the rest of the castle will be lost as well.

These guys have the ability to repair barriers.

If everything is repaired for them, the Wild Hunt army will have no choice but to run outside the wall if they call for support.

Mobility will be reduced to zero, and logistics will explode.

If so, how can we fight?

Continuous failures caused them to temporarily lose their pride.

Start looking at the war in front of you from a normal perspective.

Therefore, Eredin decided to resist this menacing army in the castle, which was called the Last Hearth City by the natives here.

Their portal tactic can’t help but be a good one when attacking, and it also has good results when defending.

Now, the city walls are filled with armored Wild Hunt soldiers, as well as a large number of hounds.

The elves have a large number of soldiers, all of whom are good at archery.

And this will be quite helpful when defending the city.

Seeing Clay’s army approaching the castle, Eredin gave the order to attack:

“Fire the arrow!”

Two hundred feather arrows shot out from the long bow.

Although the number was small, due to their excellent accuracy, they still caused certain losses to Clay’s army, which had insufficient armor coverage.

Seeing that it was working, Eredin’s face hidden behind the mask revealed a satisfied smile.

“continue!”

he shouted.

Being able to cause damage to these guys made him feel extremely happy.

But this loss did not affect the speed of advancement at all for Clay’s army.

They were elites who had competed with the armies of the Western Region and the Valley, and their bloody resistance was no longer comparable to that of the newly recruited recruits.

“Hurry up, get to the location and get close to the city wall as soon as possible!”

The noble generals were constantly giving orders to their soldiers.

Standing on a higher hill, protected by a phalanx of sword and shield soldiers, Clay led several other nobles to observe the current battle situation.

“Your Majesty, it seems that these things are not planning to escape.”

Hother Umber, who rushed back from Winterfell and was determined to participate in the battle of Reconquista, whispered to Clay, who was stationed in front of him.

Clay nodded.

Although they don’t understand the Wild Hunt’s brain circuits, if they don’t run away, they are playing into Clay’s hands.

“Then just follow their wishes, surround them, attack first, and test their level.”

Clay said.

After receiving the order, the army immediately began to prepare to attack the city in an orderly manner under the leadership of the frontline commander.

Finally, the castle in Hearth City is not big, and the city walls are not too high.

Therefore, there is no need to make a large number of long ladders.

The equipment transferred from Winterfell is enough to complete this siege.

Brynden Rivers was much more concerned about this than he was.

The long-range firepower of two hundred people is not enough in front of thousands of people.

After suffering a certain amount of casualties, Clay’s army had completely reached the edge of the city wall and began to set up ladders to climb the city wall.

The city gate cave is a bit difficult to deal with.

Due to the rapid march, Winterfell did not have the equipment to hit the city gate, so the city gate was not easy to attack.

The temporarily chopped logs were not easy to use.

The undead hounds on the city wall kept jumping down from the city gate, causing casualties and chaos to the team carrying logs to hit the gate.

Therefore, you can only adopt the stupidest strategy.

Relying on their numerical advantage, they forced their way onto the city.

One-eighth of the Wild Hunt’s army in the city would be pretty good.

No matter what he said, Clay could pat his chest and confidently say:

The advantage is mine!

Although there will always be some other associations.

Siege battles have always been bloody for the attacking side.

Clay had long been prepared to suffer heavy losses.

However, he still underestimated the fighting will shown by his elite men, who were trained in the flames of war, in the battle in the northern border.

Almost as soon as the ladder was erected at the top of the city, the soldiers had already climbed up.

Stones, bows and arrows were thrown from the top of the city.

However, most of them were blocked by soldiers carrying shields.

The real threat was the hounds that would pounce on the soldiers and bite them as soon as they arrived at the top of the city.

Wild Hunt soldiers are also normal beings who can be afraid and run away.

However, these monsters, which smell like sulfur and have ice pick-like thorns on their backs, never know what fear is.

A soldier who climbed up to the top of the city fell directly from the top of the city when he was jumped by a hound before he could hold his shield in both hands.

If it were a vast snowfield, the thick snow would provide him with enough buffer.

However, there is no such good thing at the edge of the castle.

Although the city wall was not high, the huge impact still caused the soldiers to break their arms and legs.

The frantic hound took the opportunity to bite off the neck of the soldier from Deepwood Castle.

After that, he was immediately hacked to death with random swords by the surrounding soldiers.

This is a bloody meat grinding battlefield.

“Keep attacking, don’t retreat.”

Deaths are happening every second, but the offensive spearhead of the northern army is still sharp.

More and more soldiers climbed up the long ladder to the top of the city.

Not every soldier will be attacked by wild hunting hounds.

Four or five soldiers formed a small square formation on their own, with two shields in front of them, and the soldiers behind them were responsible for output with knives.

When such a small team is formed, and the Wild Hunt takes them, the difficulty suddenly increases a lot.

This put great pressure on the city defense.

It only takes two or three such teams to form, and a section of the city wall will be completely lost.

If you want to take it back, you must mobilize the garrison strength of the nearby city wall.

But this will weaken the original position and may cause more leaks.

There is no way, no matter how many hounds there are, without the command of our own soldiers, it will have little effect on these natives who are accustomed to it.

After all, fearless and crazy hounds, from another perspective, are simple-minded and particularly good at anticipating attacks.

For infantry in formation, the exchange ratio will be very ugly.

Time passes minute by minute.

Finally, many parts of the city wall of Hearth City have been lost.

Eredin ordered Illerith to lead the fire brigade to help everywhere.

With the portal though, it’s pretty easy.

But it’s still not as fast as more and more vulnerabilities are emerging.

With a hoarse cracking sound, the city gate ramming team achieved victory.

The thick oak door panel was broken in the middle, and the Wild Hunt soldier standing behind was pinned underneath by the fallen door panel.

“The city is broken.”

Clay said to Hose Amber beside him.

Clay wasn’t surprised.

Thousands of people attacked the City of Last Hearth. The Wild Hunt was not like gods coming down to earth, so they had become accustomed to the means of resistance.

Then, it would be a matter of time before he was captured by himself.

However, he didn’t expect that he would rush into the Last Hearth City with just one fierce attack.

“They won’t fight in the streets with us. In the end, Hearth City is small and there is no room for them to retreat.”

Hosse Amber, who is in charge of his own castle, gave his own judgment.

Clay nodded and pulled the reins:

“Okay, let’s go, let’s move forward.”

After that, he took his command and moved forward.

…

“Your Majesty, the situation may be a little bad.”

His Majesty in the North has won a victory.

As for His Majesty Stannis Baratheon in the south, his face was solemn at this time.

“I have eyes.”

He said coldly to Lord Montford Velaryon, who was sweating beside him.

It’s daylight now.

But it didn’t warm Stannis’s frosty face at all.

Because the current battle situation can indeed be called ugly.

Although Jon Clinton won’t be on stage, there won’t be a strong northeasterly wind today.

But now that such a good opportunity has come, he will definitely not give it up.

The battleship equipped with bronze ramming horns, with full sails, penetrated the waist of Stannis’s fleet at extremely fast speeds, like a sharp dagger.

There, there were only some fat and round troop carriers with no impressive combat capabilities.

And these guys are big and difficult to turn.

Facing the rapidly approaching Targaryen fleet, he was helpless and could only watch as their collision angle hidden under the water came into close contact with his vulnerable side.

Just listen to the heartbreaking sound of wood breaking.

The thin side planks were directly damaged.

There is almost no concept of watertight cabins these days.

There is a big hole in the battleship, and there is basically no other way except sinking.

Turbulent water poured in from the breach in the cabin at the bottom of the troop carrier.

No matter what the sailors filled it with, it was of no avail.

In fact, when an experienced captain or veteran sailor sees such a breach, he will directly inform or report the objective fact that the ship is irreparable.

But unfortunately, this is a troop transport ship, and the rafts hanging on both sides of the ship cannot hold so many soldiers on board.

Panic, crowding, stampede.

He even fought tooth and nail to get on board.

The originally peaceful battleship instantly turned into a hell on earth.

And the hunters who caused all this, those longships, didn’t even pay attention to the prey that was losing blood.

Let it die a slow death.

Pulling out the fangs covered with sawdust from the prey’s body, his bloodthirsty eyes were already aimed at the next prey.

Stannis’s heart bleeds at the silence of each troopship.

He didn’t feel sorry for those ships, but felt sorry for his soldiers.

Until now, the Wang fleet has more than 150 ships.

Sinking some troop transport ships will not hurt your muscles and bones at all.

But due to the poor manpower pool, it would be difficult for Stannis to recall another soldier in a short time if a soldier dies now.

If this continues, if all these troop transport ships sink, he will become a mere commander.

“No, we can’t go on like this. Order the battleships here to rescue our troop carrier immediately!”

Stannis ordered flatly.

Montford Velaryon hesitated:

“Your Majesty, there are only this few troops here. What will you do if they all leave?”

Stannis grabbed him by the collar and yelled:

“Go quickly and execute the order. If our soldiers go to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish, we will all be finished!”

Montford Velaryon looked at Stannis’s red eyes and was stunned for a moment.

Then, he sighed and whispered:

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Stannis let go, stepped back, and looked at Montford without saying a word.

The latter turned and left.

Stannis could not hear his inner murmur:

“It’s just that you’re finished, Your Majesty.”

No matter what thoughts come into your mind.

At the moment, Montford Velaryon is still leading the battleship responsible for guarding Stannis, rushing towards the fierce battlefield in the distance.

Only Stannis’s ship was left, and an ordinary frigate stayed in place.

However, this scene had long been noticed by Jon Clinton, who had his eyes on the overall situation.

Sufficient information allowed him to know which ship Stannis had from the beginning.

“Let’s go, the time has come to behead the stag, full sail, charge!”

Jon Connington drew the sword from his waist.

Behind him, the shadow of sails is like a forest.