The Mountain of Ice and Fire

Chapter 581: The Wise and Courageous Mutiny - Invincible Mountain

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The messenger knelt down with a plop: "Duke, spare me! I am a messenger from King Tommen."

"You're a messenger? What are you to the King? A moonboy? A guard? A stablehand? A kennel worker? A servant? A kitchen helper?" The Mountain said coldly.

For such an important matter, His Majesty the King didn't even send a high-ranking official; this was unreasonable. Unless it was a trick, everyone feared the Mountain's ferocity, his ruthlessness, and his merciless killing. High-ranking officials were unwilling and dared not risk coming.

"Duke, I am the King's personal companion in studies," the boy said, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

The Mountain stared at the 'King's companion' without saying a word. He didn't recognize this guy and couldn't judge whether what he said was true or false.

The Mountain stared at the messenger until the boy's face turned ashen, and he kowtowed heavily.

"I don't believe that Kevan the treacherous Hand has been brought to justice unless Lord Mace Tyrell comes as a messenger and brings Earl Harres Swyft in custody for me to see."

Escorting the Hand Kevan for verification was too much, showing disrespect to the royal family, but the Mountain believed that escorting Harres Swyft was a necessary means of verification. Harres was Kevan's father-in-law and the current Master of Whisperers.

Although the Mountain considered himself a hero, he only had one head! One slip and his head would fall. The Mountain knew he didn't have the ability to be reborn from a drop of blood.

Caution wasn't a bad thing!

"Duke, I beg you to let me return. I will report your request to His Majesty the King."

But the Mountain seemed not to have heard the King's companion's words: "Landon Garner, take him down and guard him closely. If anything is amiss, kill him!"

"Yes, Father."

Landon Garner sheathed his sword and escorted the young messenger away.

"Maester Petyr, please write a letter to the royal family, telling them that unless Lord Mace Tyrell comes as a messenger and Earl Harres Swyft is brought in a prisoner's cart, I will not enter the city. Since I will not enter the city, I will still attack the city tomorrow morning, capture the treacherous Hand, eliminate treacherous officials, uphold the law, be loyal, and maintain the glory of the royal family."

"Yes, Duke, I will write the letter immediately."

Before he finished speaking, a raven flew into the large tent with a whoosh and landed on Maester Hallis's shoulder.

Maester Hallis took the letter, looked at the wax seal, and handed the letter to the Mountain.

The Mountain crushed the wax seal, read the letter, and said, "Gentlemen, Earl Gaven Westerling led the Dragonstone fleet and arrived at Blackwater Bay harbor early this morning. The soldiers have already eaten breakfast and are landing at the harbor. According to my deployment, the Dragonstone fleet will be divided into two routes to surround the Lion Gate and the Iron Gate, which are guarded by only a hundred men each."

The Iron Gate and the Lion Gate were guarded by only a hundred soldiers, while the Dragonstone fleet had four thousand soldiers.

Captain Alyn laughed and said, "Duke, we will attack the five gates simultaneously tomorrow morning. The city's defenders have limited troops and cannot take care of everything! We will capture the city in one fell swoop!"

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An hour later, the Gate of the Gods opened, and Benlont Plumm, the commander of the garrison, appeared on horseback at the city gate. Under the royal banner was a prisoner's cart, inside which was Kevan's father-in-law, Earl Harres Swyft, the Master of Whisperers. A hundred gold-cloaked soldiers on horseback escorted Earl Harres Swyft's prisoner cart slowly out.

Behind the gold-cloaked soldiers was a large flag. The flag's pattern was a golden rose blooming on a lush green field; this was the sigil of House Tyrell. Under the flag, Lord Mace Tyrell appeared, accompanied by Ser Loras Tyrell, the captain of the Kingsguard, and a hundred warriors from the Reach guarded the Tyrell father and son.

In response to the Mountain's request, King Tommen sent Lord Mace Tyrell as a messenger and Benlont Plumm, the commander of the garrison, to escort the important criminal Harres Swyft to see the Mountain.

Ser Loras Tyrell, the captain of the Kingsguard, represented the royal power of King Tommen Baratheon I!

The team moved neither fast nor slow, heading towards the Mountain's cavalry camp.

In order to strangle the Mountain and his gang, Kevan Lannister had really gone to great lengths. His father-in-law, Harres Swyft, sat in the prisoner's cart and passed through the entire city, attracting the attention of many citizens along the way. The news that Hand Kevan had colluded with the Iron Islands rebels and had been imprisoned spread like wildfire throughout the city. The Master of Whisperers Harres in the prisoner's cart was the proof.

Shoemaker's Square, Mud Gate Square, Dragon Gate Square, the villa area of the dignitaries of Oldtown Gate, Iron Street, King's Road, inside and outside the Lion Gate, and Flea Bottom were all discussing it.

The speed of public opinion spread beyond Kevan's imagination.

Obviously, there was a powerful force behind the scenes taking the opportunity to push it forward frantically.

Lord Varys's talent was brought to the extreme. In King's Landing, nothing could escape his eyes. His hundreds of little birds, hundreds of near-thousand rogue gangs, and more than a hundred former brothels belonging to Littlefinger spread throughout the city, all of these forces were activated, causing the news of Kevan's confession to spread like wildfire in King's Landing.

In major markets, squares, densely populated areas, hotels, underground casinos, and various trading points, people were talking about rumors of the Hand's conviction. In Flour Street, Silk Street, and other places frequented by nobles, people were also discussing it.

These spreads were all rumors mixed with false information, belonging to conspiracy theories.

In just half an hour, the military and civilians of the city had vaguely heard that the Hand had colluded with the Iron Islands rebel king Euron, and the evidence was conclusive. He had been ordered by His Majesty the King to be arrested and imprisoned by the Royal Guard. In order to quell the Mountain's anger, the Master of Whisperers Harres was personally escorted by Benlont Plumm, the commander of the garrison, to see the Mountain outside the Gate of the Gods.

True and false, Varys's intelligence forces first took advantage of the situation to spread rumors throughout the city!

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The Mountain led his generals and stood by the road, respectfully welcoming Benlont Plumm, Mace Tyrell, Loras Tyrell, the Master of Coin, and other royal courtiers.

Benlont, Mace, Loras, and all the soldiers dismounted together.

The Mountain and his generals did not come to greet them on horseback. When Benlont and others came close, they also dismounted one after another to show respect.

The Mountain was a duke, and only Mace Tyrell's title was equivalent to his.

After polite greetings, the Master of Coin stepped forward, took out the King's decree, and read it aloud. The generals knelt on one knee, but the Mountain placed his right fist on his left chest, bowed slightly, and listened to the King's decree!

"To Duke Gregor Clegane: Former Hand Kevan colluded with the Iron Islands rebel king Euron, causing more than seven hundred warships and tens of thousands of pirates and ironborn soldiers to slaughter the people of the Westerlands. Now, after Lord Mace Tyrell's trial, the rebel king Euron confessed to all the crimes and pointed out that everything was instructed by Hand Kevan. In the face of human and material evidence, Hand Kevan confessed his guilt and was thrown into the black cells. All those involved were imprisoned. Please Duke Gregor order the main force under your command to return to the Westerlands immediately, order the loyal Royal Navy soldiers to immediately lift the siege, and order the Dragonstone fleet to immediately return to Dragonstone. Please come with my messenger to the Red Keep, where the royal family will hold a banquet to comfort you and your generals. Three days later, the treacherous Hand Kevan Lannister and all his accomplices will be publicly tried in the city, and they will be severely punished!"

After the Master of Coin finished reading the King's decree with cadence, the Mountain looked up, and the generals stood up.

Lord Mace Tyrell said solemnly: "Duke Gregor, Hand Kevan has been brought to justice. I am ordered by His Majesty the King to order you to immediately order the Clegane main force to return to the Westerlands, order the Royal Navy soldiers to lift the siege and return to their warships to resume daily training, and order the Dragonstone fleet to return to Dragonstone immediately."

"Yes, Lord Mace."

The Mountain was still on the road and not in the army camp tent. Since Lord Mace Tyrell had come in person and Harres Swyft was in the prisoner's cart, he did not need to care about Mace's aggressive rudeness.

"Maester Hallis!" The Mountain shouted loudly.

"Yes, Duke," Maester Hallis came out of the ranks of generals and courtiers, respectfully.

"Immediately send out ravens to order the Clegane main infantry to return to the Westerlands."

"Yes, Duke."

"Captain Jory Footly."

"I am here, Duke," Captain Jory stepped out of the ranks.

Jory Footly was the chief of the Footly tribe on Crackclaw Point. He had disobeyed the Mountain's military orders and attacked privately in the battle with Euron Greyjoy. The Mountain had not yet punished him according to military law. Now was the critical moment to use people, and Jory's military merits and violations were still recorded in the Mountain's account book.

"You lead a squad of cavalry and go quickly to the Iron Gate, Mud Gate, King's Gate, and Lion Gate to order the Dragonstone fleet and the Royal Navy fleet to lift the siege immediately. The Navy fleet will return to Blackwater Bay harbor, and the Dragonstone fleet will return to Dragonstone."

"Yes, Duke."

Jory Footly mounted his horse, shouted a Dothraki war cry, and the twelve guards of the Footly tribe followed with a Dothraki cry. Then the sound of hooves roared, and the thirteen riders flew away like dragons and griffins.

Mace, Benlont, Loras, the Master of Coin, and others all breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone's expression clearly changed from solemn to relaxed. A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Earl Harres Swyft in the prisoner's cart.

The Master of Coin smiled: "Duke Gregor, please come into the city with us, and the generals as well. His Majesty the King is waiting for you and your warriors in Maegor's Holdfast."

"Yes, Master of Coin," the Mountain said neither humble nor arrogant, with a calm expression. "Before I and the generals enter the city, Master of Coin, I ask you to do me a small favor."

"Please speak, Duke. As long as it is something I can do, I dare not disobey your orders."

"I want to see your King's decree."

"... Uh ..." The Master of Coin looked back at Mace and the others. Everyone was indifferent. The Mountain had fallen into the trap, ordering the withdrawal of troops, and the overall situation had been decided. They were all very confident.

"Alright, Duke," the Master of Coin reached into his arms, took out the King's decree, and handed it to the Mountain. The Mountain took it and glanced at it: "Maester Petyr!"

"Yes, Duke," Maester Petyr stepped out of the ranks.

"Transcribe hundreds of copies of the King's decree and post them on the seven gates of King's Landing, major squares, and every street to inform the military and civilians of the city!"

"Yes, Duke."

The Master of Coin was startled and immediately felt uneasy. This kind of King's decree had supreme legal effect. Once this was spread out... He chuckled twice: "Haha, hahahaha, Duke, the King's decree has already been issued, so there is no need to do this, right?"

"Duke, according to the law, the King's decree can only be posted outside the bronze gate of the Red Keep to inform the people," Mace Tyrell said quickly.

The Mountain seemed not to have heard the words of the Master of Coin and Lord Mace: "Captain Alyn!"

Captain Alyn stepped out of the ranks.

"You lead a hundred-man team to be responsible for posting copies of the King's decree throughout the city. Be sure to post them on every street, the seven gates, markets, and squares."

"Yes, sir."

Soon, Captain Alyn and Maester Petyr set off. They would post and transcribe at the same time!

The decree was very short, and the transcription was quick!

The Gate of the Gods was open, and the guards on the city wall had also lifted the military alert. Lady Leonella Lefford, the Master-at-Arms, Ser Ilyn Payne, Ser Devan Marbrand, and Ser Penrose Brax had been ordered to raise the flag and wave it after the Mountain ordered the withdrawal of the siege, issuing an order to lift the military alert.

"Chief Leo Lefford."

Leo Lefford, the leader of the Crackclaw Point, who used a poleaxe, stepped forward.

"You lead twenty heralds, ride fast horses, start from the Gate of the Gods, and shout all the way along the street: The treacherous Hand Kevan was brought to justice last night, and His Majesty the King is wise and talented. Remember, shout back and forth three times on the main streets of the city. The warhorses should run at a uniform speed and not collide with any citizens."

"Yes, Duke."

A moment later, Leo Lefford led twenty loud-voiced heralds and set off.

The Master of Coin, Duke Mace, Commander Benlont Plumm, Captain Loras Tyrell, Earl Harres Swyft... no one would have thought that the Mountain would come up with this trick before entering the city. There was no doubt that the Mountain wanted everyone in the city to know: Kevan had colluded with the Iron Islands rebel king, the evidence was conclusive, and he had been arrested and imprisoned by the King. The Mountain's siege was just and noble and had been praised by the King!

Things seemed a little wrong!

Suddenly, the development of the situation deviated from the previous plan of Hand Kevan, King Tommen, and Lord Mace.

The Mountain's actions were unexpected by everyone involved in Kevan's conspiracy.

If the military and civilians of the city all believed that Hand Kevan had been brought to justice, and then suddenly news came out that the Mountain was the traitor... what would the military and civilians of the city think?

If the King suddenly killed the Mountain at the celebration banquet, would this shake the already fragile military and popular support of the Iron Throne?

But no matter what, Kevan's plan had already lured the Mountain into the trap. Some bad sequelae could wait until the Mountain was killed.

"Lord Mountain, is there anything else that needs to be arranged?" The Master of Coin smiled.

"No, Master of Coin, let's enter the city now."

"Okay, let's enter the city!"

The Master of Coin, Mace, Loras, Benlont, Harres, and others relaxed again. The Mountain's means of publicizing Kevan's conviction was just a small episode before the Mountain was about to be beheaded. Before the Mountain died, let him toss around a bit.

The Mountain's Red Smoke was led over by a guard. As soon as Red Smoke arrived, Benlont's hundred-man team and Loras's hundred-man team's warhorses became chaotic. Some warhorses broke free and ran away on their own, and the soldiers hurriedly jumped on another horse to chase them.

The Mountain rebuked Red Smoke's wildness, but Red Smoke retreated for the first time, refusing to let the Mountain ride on it.

Once the Red Smoke Beast acknowledges a master, it will absolutely not refuse to be ridden!

The generals and soldiers of Claw Island all paled in horror.

The people of Claw Island believed the Red Smoke Beast to be a divine beast, the incarnation of the Blood God's child. The Red Smoke Beast's sudden abnormal behavior was often a sign from the Blood God, warning his people to be careful.

The Mountain reined in the Red Smoke Beast, jumped onto its back, and laughed, "Master Steward, Lord Mace, the Red Smoke Beast is a magical creature. It seems to be sensing something ominous." The Mountain suddenly looked at the court steward, staring at him. "My lord, you're a stranger to me. You're not the court steward I know. May I ask who recommended you for the position?"

The new court steward was recommended by Hand of the King Kevan, something the Mountain knew very well!

"Lord Mace recommended me," the court steward replied calmly.

The Mountain's mind instantly cleared. The court steward was lying. The Mountain wasn't in the Red Keep, but Bronn and Maester Qyburn were both in the court. The Mountain knew all the key personnel appointments and removals in the royal family like the back of his hand.

If the court steward had told the truth, the Mountain wouldn't have been so alert. The court steward was lying about a trivial matter. Why?

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The Mountain laughed. "Master Steward, please wait for me for a moment."

The Mountain turned the Red Smoke Beast back. His guards followed him, but the cavalry was still breaking camp, so they were temporarily lagging behind.

The Mountain and the Red Smoke Beast were fast, arriving at Anguy's camp like the wind. "Anguy, when you see me raise my hand, immediately shoot Lord Harys Swyft."

"As you command, Father."

"Notify Thoros Curtis to stay close to Harys Swyft's prison cart. You are responsible for shooting Harys Swyft, and he is responsible for chopping off Harys' head and mounting it on a spear."

"Yes, Father."

"Juli Clegane, order all the cavalry to prepare for battle. As soon as I make a move, everyone attacks!"

"As you command, Father."

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The Mountain and Mace Tyrell rode side by side. Mace's warhorse had finally overcome its fear of the Mountain's Red Smoke Beast, but it still stood sideways. The two lords did not move forward but stopped at the front of the formation, talking. The rest kept their distance and waited.

"Lord Mace, with Kevan's execution, the position of Hand of the King is vacant!"

"Yes, Lord Gregor, what are your thoughts?" Mace asked, his face stern.

"Among the courtiers, who can compare to Lord Mace in terms of seniority, strength, and prestige?"

Mace's heart skipped a beat!

"Lord Gregor jests. I am not capable," Mace said, his tone betraying his words.

"There's no need for you to be modest, my lord. I will recommend you to His Grace," the Mountain said earnestly and certainly.

Mace laughed. "My lord is more suitable than I am."

"In marching and fighting, in martial arts and combat, I am stronger than you, my lord. But in personnel matters, politics, laws, and rules, in the control of power, and in family strength, I am not as good as Lord Mace."

Mace laughed heartily!

Bronn, Loras, and the others behind him all heard Lord Mace's laughter, but they could not hear what the two were talking about.

Keeping a distance was a sign of respect for the two lords. Following at a slight distance was also what Lord Mountain had requested. Who would dare disobey?

"Lord Mace, you are the Master of Laws. I have a small request."

"Please speak, Lord Gregor."

"Please allow me to kill Lord Harys Swyft."

Mace Tyrell was shocked and said decisively, "No, Lord, absolutely not."

"He is a man who deserves to die, a traitor. Whether it is a public trial or a private judgment, it is a capital crime. Why is it not allowed?" The Mountain pressed aggressively.

"Whether it is a public trial or a private judgment, this is the capital of the Seven Kingdoms. The law is solemn and must not be violated."

"Lord is the Master of Laws, in charge of the power of judgment and decision. Why is it not allowed? Lord only needs to acquiesce to the killing of a man who deserves to die, and I will fully support your ascension to Hand of the King. Lord, you acquiesce, and I will act."

"Lord Gregor, this is the capital of the Seven Kingdoms. The law must not be violated," Lord Mace said solemnly. "Lord Harys Swyft is not an ordinary soldier. He deserves the right to be publicly tried and then beheaded by the King's Justice, not by anyone else."

Mace was unwilling to accept the Mountain's support for Hand of the King for the sake of a dying traitor?

This was absolutely unreasonable!

To become Hand of the King, Mace would not hesitate to kill someone himself. The Tyrell family had left the Reach and entered King's Landing, paying a lot of money and a constant stream of supplies, all to enter the Red Keep and seize power. The Hand of the King was the ultimate position for a subject. How could he not covet it? The Mountain's votes, plus the Tyrell family's votes, would make Mace Tyrell Hand of the King for sure, unless the position was already promised to someone else, unless the position of Hand of the King was actually hopeless!

The Mountain no longer doubted that the 'Hand had been executed'. This was a trap to lure him into the city.

Hand Kevan used himself as bait to lure the Mountain to withdraw his troops first and then enter the city. The Mountain had already ordered the main force of the Clegane infantry and the Dragonstone fleet to return, and he had also ordered Bronn and Vargo Hoat to lift the siege. Mace and the others thought they had succeeded, but the Mountain was no longer the Mountain of muscle and brutality.

With a casual and subtle probe, the court steward and Duke Mace revealed their flaws.

The Mountain suddenly turned around, his voice like thunder: "Commander Bronn, Master of Laws Duke Mace has approved my request to behead the traitor Lord Harys Swyft and impale his head on a spear to enter the city and parade it all the way."

Duke Mace was shocked and incredulous. The Mountain's words boomed in his ears like thunder, and he was so shocked that he could not move.

Bronn was equally shocked, doubting that he had heard correctly.

Why had Duke Mace suddenly defected to the Mountain?!

The Mountain raised his hand!

Harys Swyft in the prison cart was shocked and shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, the matter..." What came after the matter, no one could know. An arrow flew and hit Harys Swyft's neck. The armor-piercing arrow pierced through Swyft's neck, and the triangular arrowhead was stained with crimson blood.

Lord Harys Swyft died instantly.

Anguy's divine arrow never missed!

A black general, mighty and unparalleled, was none other than Thoros Curtis, the leader of Claw Island! He held a giant axe with blades on both sides and a spike on the top, roaring like thunder: "Get out of the way, all of you!"

The garrison soldiers did not know about Hand Kevan's plan. The trick of Kevan's execution was only known to a few people: the King, the Queen, Duke Mace, Loras, Bronn, Harys, and the court steward. The ordinary soldiers were kept in the dark.

The garrison soldiers only heard the Mountain's sudden order. In surprise, Harys had already been shot to death by the Mountain's archer general Anguy. In the soldiers' shock, a cavalry general from the Mountain's cavalry came quickly, swinging a long-handled heavy axe. With a crack, the prison cart split in two. With a second axe, cleanly and neatly, with a puff, he chopped off Harys's neck, and the head rolled out of the prison cart.

A spear pierced through the air and hit Harys's head. Then the spear stood upright, holding up the bloody head...

Lord Harys's horrified face and wide eyes seemed to come from hell... The person who thrust the spear was Sharp Curtis, Thoros's captain of the guard. Sharp's spearmanship was accurate, and he hit the head before Harys's head fell to the ground.

Duke Mace was completely stunned, like a lifeless puppet!

How dare the Mountain use his order to behead Harys?!

How dare he?!

How could he?!

The court steward's face was pale, his mouth wide open, his face full of shock.

Bronn, Loras, and the others were all stunned!

The hundred garrison soldiers and the hundred Reach knights were all stunned!

On the city wall, Lady Lora Brax, Justice Ilyn Payne, Ser Penrose Brax, and Ser Devan Lannister were all astonished.

Suddenly, Lord Mace gave the order, the Mountain gave the order, and the Mountain's two generals took action, instantly killing Harys Swyft, and the head was impaled on a spear.

The Mountain shouted: "The traitor Harys Swyft has been executed. Leader Thoros Curtis, lead your cavalry forward and show the fate of the traitor to the people of King's Landing."

"Yes, my lord!"

With a roar of hooves, Thoros Curtis led his tribe's cavalry of more than two hundred men, passing by the Mountain and Lord Mace, and entering the city as a vanguard. Sharp Curtis held up a spear, with Harys's head impaled on the tip, and he walked at the front of the formation.

Lord Mace's face was pale, his forehead covered with cold sweat, and he almost fell from his horse. The Mountain reached out and gently supported him: "Lord, thank you for your acquiescence. After beheading Hand Kevan, I will fully support your ascension to Hand of the King. I can assist with Queen Margaery and King Tommen's wedding and hold it as soon as possible."

Mace Tyrell's head was buzzing, and it felt like a thousand whistles were blowing in his ears at the same time!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, things were not like this! Lord Harys was not killed by my order, it was the Mountain!

He wanted to shout, but he found that the Mountain was approaching, staring at him with eyes that seemed to see through everything. The Mountain whispered in Mace's ear: "Lord Mace, in fact, Hand Kevan has not been executed. You and Hand Kevan joined forces to lure me into the city. What are your intentions? Do you think my Ice is not sharp enough?"

Mace was shocked: "Lord, absolutely not, you have misunderstood!"

"I have misunderstood? Then you agreed to the beheading of the traitor Harys just now?"

Duke Mace was speechless!

"His Grace has been deceived by you, but I am not easily deceived." The Mountain reached out and grabbed Duke Mace's chest, gently lifting the lord over his head. Mace was grabbed in the chest, as if steel hooks were digging into his chest, causing unbearable pain and suffocation.

Behind him, Bronn and Loras Tyrell were shocked. They heard a clang, and the Mountain's Ice was unsheathed. With a gentle wave, the head of Duke Mace's warhorse fell. The well-trained warhorse did not even let out a whimper.

Blood rained down, and the horse's corpse crashed to the ground.

"My warriors, take down this batch of rebel accomplices!" The Mountain shouted sharply.

"Hah!"

The Clegane heavy cavalry, who had long been prepared for battle, shouted in unison and surrounded them.

Anguy and Juli's divine arrows fired several arrows in a row, and several knights fell from their horses!

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Bronn's and Loras's two hundred-man teams drew their longswords together!

The Mountain held Duke Mace in his left hand and the Ice greatsword in his right. He moved his left leg slightly, and the Red Smoke Beast understood, suddenly turning around and charging towards Bronn.

On the city wall, Lora Brax and the other generals and soldiers were stunned, incredulous!

No one ordered the city gate to be closed, and no one ordered a defense. At that moment, everyone was petrified.

The Mountain charged towards Bronn, ignoring Bronn's raised longsword. The Red Smoke Beast was too fast, and the Mountain and Bronn were close to each other. In the blink of an eye, they arrived. The Mountain's Ice was almost twice as long as Bronn's longsword, and his arms were longer. The Ice was like a shooting star, instantly arriving in front of Bronn.

Bronn was shocked, and the warhorse under him was frightened by the Red Smoke Beast's roar, standing up and becoming disorganized.

The Mountain waved his greatsword lightly, and the warhorse's forelegs, neck, and head were cut open without any resistance. Bronn fell from his horse, and the horse's corpse fell, crashing down on him. Bronn could not move, and blood rained down, drenching the ground.

The sound of hooves and shouts exploded, earth-shattering. More than eight hundred Clegane heavy cavalry launched a charge, and in the time it took for a heartbeat, a hundred garrison soldiers and a hundred Reach knights were surrounded.

Loras Tyrell raised his hands. He had not drawn his sword from the beginning. Mace Tyrell was in the Mountain's hands, and the Mountain could kill Duke Mace with a wave of his hand. There was no doubt about that.

Loras did not want his father to die at the hands of the Mountain. He did not dare to declare war, and he had no chance of winning the war. The Mountain's cavalry completely crushed them.

This matter was caused by Kevan, and the planning was also done by Kevan. They were just accomplices. There was no need to resist like Randyll Tarly and be killed by the Mountain in vain.

There was no need to challenge the Mountain's determination to kill for the sake of Lannister's glory!

The Mountain made a move, sending a signal. The Clegane cavalry bravely moved forward, long spears, giant axes, iron hammers, spikes, and clubs seemed to be simultaneous, and they surrounded the enemy from all sides.

On the city wall, the two thousand garrison soldiers and generals were dumbfounded. They did not dare to move, nor could they move.

Their highest commander, Commander Bronn, was under the Mountain's sword!

The Mountain jumped off the Red Smoke Beast and used his greatsword to pry open the warhorse's corpse, releasing Commander Bronn.

Bronn got up, his face ashamed. He knew that the Mountain had spared his life. Since the Mountain could cut off the warhorse's legs, neck, and head with an upward swing of his greatsword, it would be just as easy to cut open his body.

The Red Smoke Beast's evil and Ice's speed were something Bronn experienced for the first time. They were truly unmatched and could not be resisted at all!

In an attack, the Mountain's greatsword would chop down, while his sword was still far away from the Mountain.

This was the first time in twenty years that Bronn and his former swordsmanship student, the Mountain, had fought each other. In their mounted battle, he found himself utterly helpless.

The Mountain ignored the ashamed and humiliated Bronn. Bronn was a master swordsman with a strong sense of pride. The fact that he couldn't even parry a single blow from the Mountain was deeply disheartening, and he needed time to process it.

"Loras, shall I kill Lord Mace?" The Mountain, standing, was as tall as Loras on horseback. He held Mace high in his left hand, and with Ice in his right, he pointed it at Mace's body, as if preparing to peel a human-shaped carrot.

Loras did not test the Mountain's patience or willingness to kill: "Mountain, spare him! It was all Kevan's plot. Kevan persuaded His Majesty the King, and we had to act on royal orders."

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