Game of Thrones: Lord of Winter

"Who does this bastard think he is?" Count Celtigar cursed, "With his lowly status, he is not worthy to sit with me."

He picked up a stick and staggered to the girl, "And you, don't think I didn't see that your eyes were almost all on him. As expected, lowly people are always easy to attract each other. I really should have asked you to take off all your clothes and send you to him. Isn't he pretending to be serious? He also has to ask His Majesty the King for instructions."

"He thinks I can't hear his excuses. I have slept with more women than he has."

With a snap, the stick hit the girl, but she could only kneel and sob, and she didn't even dare to cry out loud.

"Stinky cousin."

He kicked her, but her foot slipped and she fell to the ground. He wailed in pain.

Cole returned to his room and took off his armor. Even among the people in the castle, few people thought they would win. However, with such a strong offensive today, fear and pressure will soon permeate the entire castle, and more people will want to surrender.

The night was quite peaceful. Renly did not attack the city at night. It was not until dawn that the sound of the horn was heard.

The enemy's offensive was the same as before, and the casualties on both sides were increasing.

The shouting and killing continued for three days. Both sides were exhausted. Those who came down from the wall were either seriously injured or exhausted.

Cole hid in the tower to fish. Others had no confidence in Stannis, but he did. If he couldn't win, he still had Melisandre's magic plug-in. One shot and Renly would be G.

He pretended to wipe the sword there, and suddenly someone ran down from the top, and then more and more people ran over. Cole hurriedly caught one, and before he could ask, he saw a body rolling down from the ladder. It looked like he had just died.

Needless to say, Cole understood, and he threw it away and turned around to run after him.

At this time, a man rushed from the ladder. It was hard to tell whether he was a friend or an enemy by looking at his armor, but seeing him kick the corpse that was blocking his way, Cole stabbed him with his sword without saying anything.

The man raised his shield to block, but was a moment too slow. Cole held the handle with his right hand and pushed the sword with his left hand, directly pushing him to the end of the corner of the building. He spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and fell to the ground.

The wall was not the rout that Cole had thought, but the soldiers of both sides were fighting each other, with swords flashing and blood flying everywhere.

The enemy occupied the ladder, no wonder those people wanted to escape, and now Cole was among the enemies. There were more than a dozen soldiers climbing up in this group, and Cole didn't have the heart to count them.

He quickly picked up a fallen spear and stabbed it at an enemy who was facing him with his back. The man screamed, and before he could turn around, he was drowned in countless swords.

At this time, someone found Cole at the ladder, and three or two soldiers directly chopped him down with knives. Cole pulled back the spear and stabbed again, then quickly dodged and returned to the ladder.

Suddenly, he bumped into something behind him. It turned out that reinforcements had arrived.

Cole shouted, holding a sword in his hand, and then drew another sword, and rushed forward.

The moment he rushed out of the ladder, he chopped down the two enemies blocking the road. This group of soldiers climbing the city was quickly submerged in the defenders, and only one person had just appeared on the siege ladder at the wall.

When he looked up, the silver knight met him head-on. With a clang, he felt as if his head was hit by a hammer. The hand holding the ladder loosened instantly, and then he saw the blue sky, he was flying.

The fight on the wall was fierce, but suddenly there was chaos under the wall. Cole stabbed another person with his sword, and his eyes were attracted by the movement under the wall. He saw countless soldiers who had gathered at the corner of the wall fleeing backwards.

He even saw the enemies fighting each other, and there were cavalry galloping in the distance to chase the deserters.

"They ran away, they ran away." A sharp and loud voice rang in Cole's ears.

Cole looked at the scattered enemies. The soldiers who were as fierce and strong as wolves just now were like lambs running around.

"Lord Julius, the king has issued an order that all knights gather at the gate immediately." A messenger quickly found him. This was not surprising, after all, he was the only one dressed like this.

The soldiers made way for him, and Cole hurried to the gate. There had already been a cavalry of about 500 people gathered here, and in front of the army, Cole noticed Stannis in armor.

Someone brought him a warhorse. The horse was also in armor, and the attendant said loudly beside him, "Sir Julius, the king has appointed you as his vanguard officer."

Cole barely heard his words clearly amid the neighing of horses and men. He understood what Stannis meant. If the enemy was defeated, he would naturally send troops to pursue, and the first to bear the brunt would be the cavalry of Storm's End. During this time, Cole could see the figures of many noble knights, and he could see their eager eyes.

He gritted his teeth and leaned his horse against Stannis's side, only to see the king quickly order him to lead his troops to attack.

Before he could receive the order, a knight holding the royal flag walked up to his side, and the gate of the gatehouse was slowly rising.

With a boom, they lowered the drawbridge.

Cole could only wave his sword and shout, "Charge!" Then he led the way and rushed out.

There was a group of soldiers gathered outside the drawbridge, but when they saw the cavalry rushing out, they scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

From the city wall, they looked like a colorful flag team, a crowned deer with a flaming heart, a silver falcon with a burning sky and spitting flames, and a crab with a white bottom edge.

The cavalry pierced into the fleeing army like a sharp sword, leaving corpses everywhere.

In the chaos, white shadows flickered in the sky, and a pair of blue eyes looked straight at the high sky and the earth.

Soon, the white dragon came to the chaotic army and found a slowly retreating legion. The legion was flying the gold-rimmed black crown deer flag, the green-bottomed golden rose and the walking hunter flag.

They retreated while resisting the chaotic army, and they looked embarrassed.

They charged forward, and there were people in all directions. As the leader, all the knights followed Cole and his half-white bird and half-fire deer flag.

How to identify the direction in the chaos, at this moment, you can only rely on luck.

But this cavalry seemed to have eyes, and did not deviate in the chaos. It went straight to the enemy's most central flag. In the chaos, even Renly, who had more manpower, could not form a large legion for the time being.

He was seen riding on a horse in armor, with seven rainbow guards beside him. His eyes and heart were as flustered as the battlefield at this time. He didn't even know what order to give for a while.

Lord Randyll Tarly was calm enough to quickly send out a cavalry to stop the fleeing soldiers, and ordered the guards to escort the king to retreat.

"Someone is chasing us." Yellow Guard Eamon Kuy discovered the cavalry behind him.

Renly naturally recognized the strange flag, and he even laughed at Stannis for it. He gritted his teeth and said, "It's Stannis's pursuers."

The Knight of Flowers pulled up the reins, turned around and called out, "Good Morrigan, Bryce Cullen. Follow me to stop the enemy."