The sound of iron hooves was deafening, and there was a violent roar on Aegon's High Hill.
The black Earl cavalry was chasing the first half of the Westerlands army, galloping in the direction of Red Keep.
Along the way, broken Red Keep guards and Gold Cloakss could be seen, and some of them ran away separately carrying the stolen Red Keep property. When they saw a large group of cavalry crossing the border, some people knelt down and begged for surrender, while others huddled on one side of the imperial street and shivered.
There is absolutely no one to maintain order in the kingdom's important areas.
The king who gave orders, including Kingsguard who was responsible for Red Keep's safety, seemed to have disappeared.
Red Keep People were distracted, but the work of Westerlands people seemed to be going very smoothly.
Ahead is the Red Keep gate.
Black Earl looked up and saw half of the Westerlands army surrounding the city gate and fighting passionately. Although the guards under the gate resisted, they quickly retreated due to low morale.
Westerlands The knights rushed into the door with cheers, obviously thinking that they had seized the opportunity, but they did not expect that the black cavalry that shot out of the diagonal stab could kill so efficiently, as if they had finished cleaning up their companions, and then chased after them.
"Speed up! Attack!"
The short instructions were issued from the mouth of Hei Earl, and then passed to the rear by Ai Geng, the adjutant of the cavalry.
Red Keep's city gate suddenly became chaotic.
The Westerlands people were busy holding the city gate when they saw the 700 cavalrymen who had been waiting for a long time came out of the formation like thunder and rushed straight towards their butts.
The Westerlands knights, who had just fought a small battle and were scattered in formation, were immediately thrown into disarray.
Blood spattered on the stone wall of Red Keep, blending in with the original dark red wall.
"Kill them all! Leave no one behind!"
The shouts of the cavalry rang out, and the Westerlands army quickly collapsed under the surprise attack of the cavalry, which was more powerful than itself. No one could escape from the city gate.
In just a short moment, all the Westerlands cavalry under the city gate were slaughtered. The corpses were piled up outside the city gate. Blood flowed down the stone steps, dyeing the square in front of Red Keep red.
Red Keep's door has been lowered again.
"Sir! A small number of Westerlands people ran in the direction of Godswood!"
Dodge sniffed, shook off a piece of flesh from the tomahawk, pointed at the depths of Red Keep and shouted.
Titus and his guards studied the map of Red Keep, and after passing through Godswood, they found Maegor's Holdfast where the royal family members are located.
He pulled Lady White Eagle beside him, whispered a few words, and asked the female captain to lead the tight-lipped Earl guard members to pursue the fleeing Westerlands soldiers.
Titus turned to Ai Geng next to him and ordered, "Take the remaining people to guard the gate and the hanging towers on both sides, and then quickly send out people to take over all the defenses of Red Keep. No one is allowed to enter or exit. Especially the follow-up troops of Westerlands, they must not be let in."
Their cavalry mainly focuses on assault, and their number is too small. If they really want to resist the Westerlands army head-on, it will be in trouble.
"My subordinates understand!"
After Ai Geng received the order, he hurriedly sent his men to disperse and go to various places in Red Keep. He also found stocks of rolling logs, kerosene, and arrows, and began to set up guards.
Seeing that the knights of Rivendell City had made arrangements, Titus took one of his own and headed straight for the throne room that was in his possession.
He rode his horse galloping in the forbidden palace of the Targaryen royal family, and the cavalry behind him followed closely, not paying any attention to the majesty of King House Targaryen.
On the way, we occasionally encountered scattered Westerlands remnant soldiers, or Red Keep guards who rushed out before they could arrive, but they were all divided and killed by the cavalry as if they were taking credit.
What echoed in the corridors of Red Keep was no longer the whispers of the palace ministers and Crownlands nobles, but the attacking horseback riding and slashing----
Throne Room.
Jaime·Lannister, who lost his heart, is still hesitating.
Do you want to disappear from the scene of "Assassination"? Even if you do so, it will leave an "opportunity" for the bully kings who later break into this place to steal praise or be condemned.
No, how can there be any praise!
The white knight who swore to protect the king stabbed the king to death with his own hands, leaving him with no praise but only condemnation.
Even if the person who breaks in first is Westerlands----
Regardless of whether he is Lannister or not, he is always one of Aerys II's Kingsguard.
He personally swore an oath to the king at Harrenhal----
The confused Jaime felt that maybe what he could do was to announce to the outside world that Mad King was dead, and that the rest of the people should surrender and stop making unnecessary resistance, so that he could save a small life?
Yes, as the guardian of Red Keep, he can only make such an explanation to his subordinates.
He is truly a capable commander in white robes.
Will those outside intruders ask him if the old king is dead and whether he wants to announce the birth of a new king?
If the first ones to come in are indeed the Lion Army who tricked Lion Gate into entering, maybe they should skip that Robert I and declare Warden of the West directly as the new "king"?
Ha, isn't the distinguished Lord Tywin often praised as possessing a "kingly demeanor"? This is quite appropriate----
Oh, by the way, they can also choose to support others, such as the little prince Viserys who escaped to Dragonstone?
Let the little furry child of Targaryen family sit on the throne, and then let the father with "kingly demeanor" return to the throne and continue to rule the country----
It's really wonderful.
He couldn't help but imagine, how would Robert·Baila Theon and Eddard·Stark howl if they knew that his great and heroic war would end like this?
Are you afraid that you might want to cut the lion into pieces on the spot?
For a moment, this idea attracted Jaime·Lannister who was thinking wildly.
Until he glanced at Aerys at his feet and saw the blood on his back flowing out from the wound continuously, gathering into a puddle on the floor----
[Lannisport dialect and foul language] they can do whatever they want!
Jaime The thought of giving up on oneself.
He climbed up the steps, sat on Iron Throne, and put his sword on the ground.
The handsome, absent-minded face faced the bronze door at the other end.
This frustrated knight wants to see who will walk in here next moment and who will take away the kingdom?
With a bang, the bronze door opened.
Under the rough treatment of Dornish Marches people, the thick door panel slammed heavily against the stone wall, making a terrifying sound.
The sunlight pouring in from outside the hall casts narrow strips of light on the ground, cutting into pieces the original shadows in the hall.
The dark knight rode his black war horse, led his black cavalry, and slowly walked into the most noble hall of the Seven Kingdoms.
The horse's hooves stepped on the cold marble, making a dull echo in the empty hall, continuing to break the silence of the throne room.
Iron Throne is still standing high at the end of the palace, but on the throne is a young lion sitting.
The king lay in a pool of blood at the foot of the steps, and the keel on the wall stared coldly at the corpse of Targaryen's unworthy descendant.
Jaime·Lannister is alone, wearing a bright gold battle armor, Kingsguard's white cloak, and the golden sword leaning on the ground------The son of Warden of the West seems majestic and high-spirited?
No, the black knight who rode his horse to the end of the throne room could see clearly that this was actually a golden-haired boy who lost his faith after killing the king and began to take an extreme route.
His white robe was stained with royal blood, just like his golden sword. His blond hair stuck to his cheeks, looking very messy. His eyes with a sneer were actually hollow and bloodshot——
Everything is just a show of force.
Poor little golden retriever.
The black knight came all the way to Iron Throne's door.
He once again took a deep look at the body of the king who had fallen down the steps of power.
The other party's eyes were wide open, and he refused to close his eyes.
Then, he smiled at the bluffing golden-haired boy who was sitting high on the throne and said, "Should you get off by yourself, or should I ask someone to beat you down?"
The Black Knight's first words seemed very rude.
Harrenhal Not counting that time, this was their first serious meeting, and each had heard of the other's name.
"You are so rude, do you blame me for taking your Mad King?"
The golden retriever didn't want to lose his momentum and continued to fight back.
He didn't mind because of the knight's rudeness. Instead, he kept beating the drum in his heart, hoping that the other party would never say any words of contempt for him - accuse him of breaking his oath - or give him the slightest look of contempt.
At the same time, he became inexplicably excited when he saw the knight in black armor and a ghost helmet dismounting his horse, his black military boots colliding with the ground and making a crisp sound.
Will the other party come to kill him?
The golden retriever's originally empty eyes brightened, and the excitement he captured was constantly amplifying, igniting all emotions at once and replacing the self-indulgent decadence.
If he could die in the hands of such a person, would he not lose his reputation as a knight?
After all.
You can tell just from his standing posture that this person is terrifyingly strong!
He couldn't help but provoke. "You want me to come down? Why don't you try it yourself?"
After saying this, the golden-haired boy immediately stood up from Iron Throne, and the hem of his bloodstained white robe swept across the iron armrest of the throne.
"You probably don't know yet, right?"
He walked down the steps step by step, looking directly at the black knight who gave him a huge sense of oppression.
"In the king's crazy mind, Prince Rhaegar's failure has long been attributed to Prince Lewyn's betrayal.
He took Princes Princess Elia and Aegon hostage, just to threaten Dornish to continue to serve. It is not a bloodline that personally protects the royal family at all"!
As he spoke, he seemed to be explaining his "unbearable behavior", as if he wanted to pour out all the negative emotions accumulated in his heart.
"Usurper don't try to seize my royal capital!", I once heard him shout this with my own ears. He also shouted the same to his warlock Hand of the King. I want to leave them a city of ashes. Let Robert and Tywin, these thieves, only get charred bones and roasted flesh and blood!"
Hey, House Targaryen generations practice cremation without graves, Aerys wants to turn the entire King's Landing into his cremation pile!"
He said it, he finally said it all.
The golden retriever boy felt extremely relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. He breathed a long sigh of relief, and his eyes regained some clarity.
Even if he dies now, he is no longer a despicable person.
He had already told the black knight who broke into the throne room all the excuses he had not planned to tell anyone.
He heard it all!
This is exactly why I don't want to kill you.
The black knight listened quietly, patiently waiting for the boy opposite to finish everything, and then said, "I hope the sound of your sword can be as melodious as the stories you tell----"
The golden retriever finally came to the bottom of the steps, and his face froze.
He doesn't believe me?
In the eyes of the golden retriever boy who became desperate again, the black knight said coldly, "Draw your sword, Kingslayer."
The second skin of "Kingslayer" Jaime·Lannister: