The river wind in the port is rough.
Eight hundred cavalrymen in black Earl had galloped along the stone road at the dock to the Linhe Gate located directly south of King's Landing.
The shouts of killing coming from the direction of Lion Gate not only made Titus decide to seize the time, but also made the Gold Cloaks people in Linhemen panic.
This city gate, nicknamed "Mud Gate" by the common people, is actually very strong. Now the gate is closed tightly, and there is deathly silence inside and outside.
The guards on the city gate tower had long heard the sound of a large number of horses on the port. They all huddled behind the crenellations and looked out. The bows and arrows in their hands were so nervous that they could not draw the strings because of the enemy.
They were not sure whether the shouting and killing in the west of the royal capital would also happen to them.
The kingdom has been at peace for too long.
For the capital city of the Targaryen Dynasty under their feet, these soldiers had no memory of being attacked. In the past, they only had to face some farmers and fishermen entering and leaving the city gate.
Everything seems unknown and dangerous.
"We're all on the verge of defeat, can't you still trust me? Don't say I didn't give you a chance, make the decision early and take the black--
Earl's money belongs to my brothers!"
Behind the city gate, among the huts in the shadow of one side of the city wall.
Gordon, a native of the East, stood behind a table filled with money bags and glanced at the faces of the people in front of the table with a sinister expression. These guys were all Linhemen team captains that he had not successfully bribed before.
Now, it's their turn to make a decision.
This Vale man had worked as a robber in Kingswood Brotherhood for a period of time. With the strong support of Lord Earl and his ability to infiltrate camps, he had already become a tyrant among the guards at Linhe Gate.
Several team captains at the same level helped him surround the others who refused to express their opinions. Some of them had anxious faces with a look of "If you are not one of your own, don't even think about going out."
Earlier, the noise coming from the west seemed to be the best catalyst. Several captains who had been holding a wait-and-see attitude saw that the situation was not good and stepped forward to take their share. Someone even asked in a low voice, "Boss Gordon, do you really know the black Earl among the rebels? Can you make the decision to protect us?"
"Idiot! I'll teach you again, it's called rebels, rebels! If you dare to call it wrong again, you will be killed. Don't say that I, Gordon, didn't warn you in advance."
Gordon glared at the man and then said, "Don't worry, Lord Earl agreed. As long as we successfully open the city gate, it will be a great achievement. From now on, if you follow me, you will only have a good life!"
Gordon tapped the man's chest heavily, patted the money bag in his hand, suddenly raised his voice, stared at everyone's faces and threatened. "There is no need to wait any longer - otherwise it will be too late, Westerlands's army will come and kill us, and we will all die! Since you all took Earl's money, you are now one of our own, we will go out together later, and we will turn against you immediately and take action!"
He was so excited and frightened by the bribed Mud Gate guard leaders that he didn't dare to refute even a word.
As soon as they left the guard hut under the high wall, they immediately launched an attack, leading their soldiers to chop down the other unprepared companions to the ground, or pin them to the ground to force them to surrender and open the door.
The commander of Linhe Gate happened to take an excuse to inspect the defense and walked down the tense tower. When he saw something was wrong downstairs, he turned around and wanted to run back.
After shouting for a while, the agile Gordon supported a railing with one hand, stepped over the obstacle with silky movements, grabbed him, and put the shining sword blade on his neck.
"Why are you running? You are my great contribution now! You used to get so much money from me for nothing, and you dared to yell at me----Crownlands Knight Family? My lord, weren't you very powerful before! How about you show how powerful you are now? Hahaha----"
Gordon's tone was harsh, and he kicked the unpromising commander who came from a knight family but didn't even dare to stand on the tower to the ground.
He shouted loudly, "Brothers! Open the city gate quickly and welcome Master Earl's rebel army to enter King's Landing!"
Seeing that he had even captured the commander, Gordon's men made up their mind and hurriedly operated the huge winch rope on the side of the door. The heavy city gate slowly opened. When the gap became wider and wider, Hei Earl and his cavalry came in from the outside and directly crossed the city gate.
Black Pearl snorted under his crotch, and the eight hundred cavalry behind him formed a neat formation, and the iron armor on the men and horses made metal scraping sounds from time to time.
"Well done."
Titus's eyes swept over the guards who were kneeling in surrender, and he casually praised Gordon who was kneeling at the front, "You have done great work, and you will be rewarded later. Gordon, you continue to lead people to guard the city gate. If Andy sends people over, let them out. There are big ships at the port outside to meet them."
Gordon already knew part of the next plan from Griffith and quickly stood up.
Then he directed his men to take over the various areas of the city gate. An orange-bottomed flag embroidered with the pattern of three black castles soon rose again from the top of the gate tower, forming a dazzling contrast with the thick smoke in the sky over the West City.
"Bring this guy to the city, kill him anywhere, and say it was the Westerlands people who did it."
Titus did not stop, and asked people to tie the city gate commander Gordon presented to his horse. He raised his whip and shouted, "Charge!"
Eight hundred cavalrymen were like a black torrent, rolling rapidly through the streets of Nancheng King's Landing. Several garrison troops stationed in nearby blocks heard the sound and rushed to stop them, but they were rushed to pieces by the cavalrymen.
The defeated defenders fled in panic, unable to form any effective defense at all.
Titus is not happy but angry. With the abilities of this group of trash in front of us, I'm afraid they can't stop the invasion of Westerlands people either.
They need to go faster!
Adjutant Ai Geng conveyed the command of Earl backwards. Under the accelerated control of the cavalry, the war horses galloped with all their strength and advanced rapidly on this long and winding hook alley.
Ai Geng, like Wenda and Dodge, followed closely behind Black Earl, looking at the orange-gold crown on the top of Lord Earl's helmet in front of him, flying proudly in the wind.
The knight blood and bravery in my heart suddenly surged up, and I felt that following the invincible black Earl, I rushed forward and seemed to be able to level all obstacles!
Occasionally, some ignorant and fearless Gold Cloakss blocked the way ahead. When they discovered that a cavalry army was roaring in, most of them panicked and tried to escape.
Ai Geng saw that the bunch of helmets in front of him seemed to have been pulled straight, but the black Earl horse took the lead and rushed forward like an arrow.
Then Ai Gen saw a flash of black light and two heads flying high into the air. He just followed the bunch of orange and gold helmets and rushed forward, witnessing a scene he had never seen before.
Every time Hei Earl accelerates and rushes, the bunch of golden necklaces will straighten, and then there will be screams from the front. Accompanied by the screams and cries of pain, there are always some stumps, broken arms, or severed heads flying into the air.
The cavalry team of 800 people seemed to be in an invincible situation, turning and galloping along the hook alley in the shape of a scimitar.
When you reach the last section of the road, you can already see the intersection ahead clearly. As long as you reach that intersection and turn right, you will see Red Keep of House Targaryen.
Suddenly, there was more intensive sound of horse hooves ahead. A large group of cavalry was coming from the west and galloping past the intersection.
The other party is one step ahead of them.
Black Earl reined in the horse suddenly, and the black sand war horse stood up, its front hooves drawing two arcs in the air.
After landing on all four hooves, Titus, who was on the horse, observed for a while, and his eyes behind the helmet narrowed slightly.
In the dust, he was already assessing the opponent's number, and he also saw clearly the red lion flag.
"Scatter them away for me!
Hei Earl, who didn't ponder for long, who had expected to have a fight with a lion, roared low and charged.
The cavalry team behind him, whose horses were not as fast as his, did not need to slow down at all. They still rushed to the intersection with him as fast as possible, cutting Westerlands's cavalry team into two sections.
Westerlands's cavalry equipment was not weak, and they were equipped with both men and horses, but they lacked defense and were intercepted at half waist.
At this moment, they were completely confused by the strange cavalry that rushed out. The knights panicked and tried to turn their horses around.
He took command on the spot, but it was already too late.
Westerlands people's formations were chaotic and they collided with each other. Some were even knocked off their horses by their own people and were instantly trampled to pieces by the horses' hooves.
What's even more ironic is that after the first half of the Westerlands team heard the sound of slashing and killing from behind, they had no intention of turning around to rescue them. The order they received was to "attack Red Keep quickly." In the face of the Duke's authority and their own safety, the life and death of their companions was not worth mentioning.
The unwillingness of their companions to die made the morale of these troops who were forced to stay even lower.
Ai Geng, Wenda, Dodge and others were so brave under the leadership of Titus that it didn't take long to break up the second half of the Westerlands cavalry team, even though the opponent's number was not much smaller than theirs.
War is like this. Once you seize the opportunity, the key to victory or defeat is never just a simple math problem.
The poor Westerlands man was squeezed under the building on the left, unable to advance or retreat. He was unable to use his cavalry advantage at all. Facing the already charging Starpike cavalry, he was like a food can waiting to be opened.
As the last "Unicorn" knight from the Brax family who tried to resist was hit in the back by Ai Geng and fell off his horse, the corpses of Westerlands people were lying in a mess at the intersection of King's Landing Imperial Street and Hook Alley.
Blood soaked the road, and even the air seemed to become thicker.
Black Earl gently stroked Black Pearl's mane, with a sneer on his lips, thinking that Red Keep was not that easy to attack, so he would just let Westerlands go first and fill in some lives.
Armory Lodge was roughly torn off his helmet by several dismounted Starpike cavalry, and was forced to the front of the team.
As one of the cavalry leaders of the Westerlands army, Sir Armory recognized the flag of Starpike. His face was stained with dust and blood, but he still had a bit of arrogance. He was escorted to the black Earl When he was riding in front of the horse, he still held his neck and roared, "Do you know who I am? I am Amory of the Rocky family, and I am a general under Warden of the West! If you dare to lay a finger on me, Lord Tywin will never let you go!"
This guy himself is an unreasonable and rough "jazz" who doesn't pay attention to chivalry at all, but he double-standards believes that others should pay attention to the etiquette and traditions of noble battles with him.
He felt that at most he would be captured. With the name of Duke Casterly Rock, he would not die.
Glancing at the Manticore coat of arms on this person's chest, Titus put his hand on the horse's rein, thinking that this Rocky was really mean.
"Is that Sir Amory? You can look around and count how many fingers we have moved. I am also very curious - why would Tywin·Lannister who came to "King Qin" not let me go?"
He added an accent to "King Qin" and added it first.
Sir Amory was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to explain something. The cavalryman who received the black Earl look had already used his metal glove to slap the hateful face heavily.
Half of the teeth in Amory Lodge's mouth were knocked out. He was holding blood in his mouth and slurring unpleasant curses in his mouth.
Black Earl raised his hand to stop the cavalry on the side from attacking again, and pretended to say, "What? Oh, Sir Armory is saying that Lord Tywin is loyal to Aerys II, and he specially sent you here to protect Red Keep, right?"
"Fart----oooo""
Sir Amory, whose mouth was full of blood, wanted to defend himself again. As Black Earl pointed his finger downward, the cavalryman who was holding Amory gave him another blow.
"Ha, what did I hear? Are you warning me to retreat quickly, otherwise when the Red Keep guards join the Lord Tywin army, the rebel army will be cut into pieces and blood will be splashed on the streets"?
Amory's eyes were widened, but when Hei Earl raised his hand again, he really didn't dare to fart after suffering such a loss.
"Blood on the streets?"
Seeing that he stopped making noises and learned to be polite when facing himself, Hei Earl looked around and said the most arrogant words in the calmest tone, "How can you say such things in front of such a senior garrison member as the commander of Linhemen?"
Hei Earl had someone carry up the Linhemen commander who was sent to Westerlands's sword and was dying at this moment. He pointed at Amory Lodge in front of the horse and shouted righteously, "----You are simply lawless!"
Ignoring Armory Lodge, whose eyes widened even more, Hei Earl quickly explained the "facts" of what had just happened. "Westerlands's Sir Armory had a conflict with the commander of Linhemen who had defected to the rebel army. The two were skilled in martial arts and had similar skills, and eventually died together----
Following the instructions of Lord Tywin, Sir Amory, who came to help Red Keep, was stabbed fifty times in the back and died. He is truly a loyal model among Westerlands knights."
After saying that, he turned his horse's head and led the simply rested cavalry troops to pursue eastward with the Westerlands people's tails in their mouths.
The few remaining cavalrymen, regardless of Amory Lodge's struggle, each pulled out their daggers, pressed his head on the blood-red ground, and stabbed him in the back repeatedly.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft----"
Amorri's screams were quickly drowned out by the sound of the knife going in and out of his flesh, and gradually became subdued.
His eyes could no longer open any wider, and his whole body fell limply to the ground, his body twitching reflexively from time to time.
The death is horrific.
Just like what he did to a little girl in the parallel world----
The cavalry put away their daggers and kicked Amorli's body with their feet to confirm that he was dead, then turned around and mounted their horses, and hurriedly chased the large army.
Attacking a country's capital and royal palace is not an opportunity that everyone has. This makes the cavalry excited and looking forward to——
Manticore: