When the spear pierced the chest of the first savage.
"Waaagh!!!"
A crazy roar exploded from the depths of his throat, and Hake looked like he was completely crazy, completely losing his previous timid and cautious look.
Maybe he had used too much force and the spear was stuck in the enemy's bones and couldn't be pulled out, so he simply let go of the gun, pulled out the battle ax from his waist, and slashed left and right.
"Come on! You bastards outside the wall!" Hake screamed wildly while slashing, half of a savage's face flew out with his leather helmet, but he didn't even look at it, and drove his horse to continue charging forward.
Behind the horse, James, who has experienced many battles, holds the sword and coordinates perfectly with Hake.
A wild man rushed up from the right, holding a stone ax to chop the horse's leg. James' quick eyesight and quick hands directly stabbed the man's throat.
One of the two is responsible for crushing the front, and the other is responsible for finishing the damage and guarding the flanks.
The war horses rushed left and right under their crotches, tearing a bloody path through the dense crowd of savages.
Beside them, the Bolton Cavalrys were fighting equally fiercely.
Roars came and went, forming a continuous sound on the chaotic battlefield.
James took the time to look up and saw only two hundred people, weaving in and out among tens of thousands of savages, harvesting lives like mowing grass.
I have to say that although Luce Bolton is not very particular about Red Wedding, he is still quite reliable in fighting.
If you say it's an elite, it's really an elite, the kind that doesn't contain any water.
When these Bolton Cavalry fought, although they were completely unlike the noble knights he had seen in the South, each one of them was fearless and fearless of death.
James had already experienced this during the battle of Whispering Wood.
Soon, the formation on the flanks of the savages... although it was not a formation at all, it became even more chaotic.
Those tribes Warrior that lacked unified command were divided into countless small pieces. They lost contact with each other and could only fight on their own.
Fighting independently is what Bolton Cavalry is best at. Most of these people have trained together since childhood, and sometimes they can even understand each other's intentions with just a look.
"Spread out! Spread out! Don't crowd together!"
However, it was obvious that their performance could not satisfy Hake. He raised his ax high and shouted loudly, "You are fucking Flayed Man, not a flock of sheep!"
As soon as these words came out, the cavalry immediately dispersed and poured into the gap of the Wildlings Army.
They were in groups of thirty or fifty, criss-crossing the enemy formation. Wherever the blade passed, the savages fell in pieces like wheat.
To say he is the elite is an underestimation, he should be the elite among the elite!
The effect of two hundred cavalry joining the battlefield was excellent.
On the other side of the battlefield, Stannis Baratheon quickly noticed the situation there.
Originally, under the impact of big killers like Mammoth and Giant, there were fewer and fewer knights around him.
Some died, some were washed away, and there were less than a hundred people left standing by his side gritting their teeth and persisting.
However, just when Stannis was about to order his men to withdraw from the battlefield and reorganize the troops for a long-term plan, he suddenly felt that the pressure was strangely relieved!
He hacked an enemy to death, looked up towards the noisy battlefield, and across the crowd, saw a scarlet Flayed Man flag!
Bolton!
Stannis's pupils narrowed suddenly.
Are these guys here to help him?
What a joke!
Stannis knew very well that news of his journey north had already reached Winterfell, which would pose a considerable threat to Bolton's rule.
At this time, Luce Bolton probably wanted to cut off his head with his own hands. Why would he send someone to help him deal with Night's Watch?
But he would never mistake that flag, it was the only one in all of Westeros.
Could it be said that Luce Bolton really shouldered the responsibility of being the guardian of the North?
Never mind.
The opportunity was fleeting, and there was no time for him to think about it on the battlefield.
Stannis hesitated only for a moment.
"Trumpeter!" he hissed.
"Get closer! Form a pincer attack with Bolton's people!"
At his command, the trumpet sounded again.
The House of the Stag knights who were scattered in every corner of the battlefield immediately understood the commander's intention.
Stannis took the lead, and Stag Banners followed closely beside him, providing direction and guidance for his people.
The sound of horse hooves is like thunder.
Soon, the House of the Stag knights charged in one direction at the same time without hesitation, stabbing into the flank of the Wildlings Army!
The Savage Infantry Legion was suddenly attacked from both sides!
Two troops.
One group is a remnant from the southern border, and the other group is the the North evil ghost.
They were mortal enemies, but at this moment, under the outstanding battlefield sense of the two commanders, they began to conduct joint operations!
Under attack from both sides, the savage flanks began to collapse rapidly.
First, the outermost tribe couldn't hold on anymore, dropped their weapons, turned around and ran away.
Then Warrior in the inner circle was squeezed and killed, and panic spread like a plague among the savages.
After gaining the advantage, Stannis did not charge blindly.
He just kept adjusting his formation to keep his troops on the flanks of Bolton Cavalry, forming a cornering force.
Whenever Bolton Cavalry's offensive slows down, his troops will attack it, and vice versa.
There was no communication between the two teams, but they had an incredible tacit understanding.
However, at the moment when everyone saw the dawn of victory...
"Ang"
A beast roared, and the ground began to shake!
Wildlings Army was in a state of excitement, and after slashing Hake several times, he felt a chill down his back.
He had heard this voice before.
Turning around hastily, they saw several giant beasts rushing towards them in the light of the fire!
Mammoth!
"Spread out! Spread out!" Hake roared immediately, ordering the Bolton Cavalrys around him to hide.
But it was too late. I wonder if the giants were not very smart. They drove Mammoth without caring about the lives of their friendly forces.
It doesn't matter if there are savages blocking the way in front of you, just keep your head down and rush forward!
Boom!!!
After trampling to death a few friendly savages, a Mammoth crashed straight into the queue of Bolton Cavalry!
The two cavalrymen who had no time to dodge were thrown away by the tusks together with their horses, and fell heavily on the snow several feet away, making no more movement.
"Fuck you!"
Seeing this, Hake immediately turned red and turned his horse's head to rush towards Mammoth!
"Wait..." James behind them didn't have time to stop them, and the two of them were already in front of the giant beast.
"Go to hell!!!"
Phew~~~~
The tomahawk struck Mammoth's thick front legs, leaving only a small gash, but the proboscis whipped out in pain.
Hake narrowly escaped, but the war horse was hit in the neck, and James and James fell to the ground.
But this guy was completely blinded by the killing, and regardless of the mixture of blood and mud in his mouth, he stood up and rushed towards the mammoth again!
At this time, even James, who had just gotten up after being thrown to pieces, couldn't help but shake his head.
I thought he was brave enough, but I didn't expect him to be so fucking desperate in a fight!
Is this still the same Hake who is as stable as an old dog?
"Surround it! Sting the eyes! Sting the eyes!"
But as the saying goes, a raging army will lead to a raging nest.
Seeing how brave Hake was, the Bolton Cavalrys around him also rushed up from all directions, and actually surrounded a few Mammoths!
The spear kept thrusting, and after being stabbed, several Mammoth lost control and ran rampant among the Wildlings Army.
For a time, it even caused more damage than Bolton Cavalry!
"I'm not a coward!"
The young Wol was also furious. He actually stood up from the horse, gritted his teeth, raised his sword and jumped on his knees!
Then... he was kicked away by the giant on Mammoth's back.
After rolling in the snow several times, I don't know how many ribs were broken.
What's even worse is that suddenly it went dark above the head. Wol looked up and saw that Mammoth had already raised his big foot and was about to step down!
The elephant's hooves were covered with feces and blood, and the strong smell made Wol almost breathless.
He struggled to get away, but his legs and legs no longer obeyed him, so he could only close his eyes in despair.
Fuck!
I'm not married yet!
In the distance, Hake also saw this scene and roared angrily, "Wol!!!"
But their distance is too far.
It's too late.
Just when Wol could even foresee that, Mammoth's foot would crush his head into the soil and explode.
A figure jumped out from the battlefield, stepped on Mammoth's ivory to fly into the air, and rushed straight into the face of the giant beast!
Poof!
Longsword accurately penetrated into Mammoth's eyes, and went straight in!
In pain, the elephant's hoof rubbed Wol's ear and hit it hard on the ground!
The expected death did not come. Wol opened his eyes in confusion, only to see a high-flying cloak covering the entire world.
In the center of the cloak, there is a palm stretched out from the shadows embroidered!
"Ang!!!"
The giant beast let out a deafening wail, its proboscis swung wildly, its hooves stamped wildly, and blood and body fluids spurted out from its eye sockets, splashing all over Wol's face.
The giant riding on Mammoth's neck finally reacted, grabbed a wooden stick as thick as a tree trunk, and threw it at James!
Hake can be seen clearly from a distance.
"Be careful!"
However, James seemed to have expected it. He immediately let go of the hilt of the sword and suddenly fell down!
The wooden stick passed over his head, James stepped on Mammoth with his feet and jumped up again!
"Drink!"
His whole body suddenly jumped, and he grabbed the giant's neck with both hands as if desperately, flipping his body in the air, and using the weight of the fall, he dragged this guy who was more than three meters tall from the elephant's back!
Boom!
The two of them hit the snow hard at the same time, splashing snow foam all over the sky.
Hake felt like the ground beneath his feet was shaking.
"Fuck... fuck..." He opened his mouth wide, but he could only utter this one word.
This kind of power... is like a lion!
In the snow, James stood up first.
After all, although the giant is huge, the damage it suffers when it falls is also heavier.
Before the other party could react, James hit the giant's nose hard with his head!
The sound of bone cracking sounded.
"Ouch~~~~" The giant's hands suddenly covered his face, and he let out a vague cry of pain from his throat.
James didn't give him a chance to breathe at all. He pushed his knees up crazily and reached for the dagger at his waist with his left hand.
Phew! Phew! Phew!!!
Over and over again, with almost no gaps!
The giant didn't even have time to resist, and was stabbed in the face by daggers at least a dozen times!
With a dozen fatal wounds on his head, even a god... well, a god can do it.
But giants are not gods.
"Ha~~~Ha It wasn't until his arms started to feel sore that James let go of the dagger and turned over from the giant, gasping for air.
Biting cold air rushed into the lungs, carrying the strong smell of blood and gunpowder smoke.
The series of actions just now almost exhausted all his energy.
Standing up on my knees, I heard a "be careful" in my ear!
James had no strength to dodge, so he tilted his head slightly, only to see Mammoth's huge body staggering and falling towards him.
"Fuck...
Boom!!!
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky.
"Lannister!!!" Hake in the distance hacked an enemy to death and strode towards this side angrily.
However, before he could get closer, the snowflakes in the sky had dissipated, and only a figure was seen standing beside Mammoth's body, unscathed.
"I knew it, I fucking knew it... Hahaha!!"
Hake laughed loudly.
After a few seconds, James seemed to have recovered from his confusion. He reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword inserted in Mammoth's eye socket, and pulled it out with all his strength.
The blade of the sword does not move at all...
James gritted his teeth and stepped on the elephant's trunk with his left foot, using all his strength.
Oops!!!
Longsword took out its sheath, bringing out a cloud of blood mist.
He straightened up and raised his sword above his head.
James's feat of killing the giant alone has already attracted the attention of everyone nearby.
In people's eyes of admiration or fear, Lion, which had lost its right paw and had been imprisoned in the mud and shame for too long, finally roared loudly in the bitter cold of the far north!
"Uhhh!!!!!!"
Stannis heard it too.
He reined in the reins and followed the sound. On the battlefield where gunpowder smoke and snow mist intertwined, a figure stood next to the corpse of the giant beast, pointing his sword at the sky and hunting in his cloak.
That blond hair is still dazzling even if it is stained with blood.
Regicide???
Why is that guy here with House Bolton's soldiers?
His eyes moved back and forth between Flayed Man flag and James, and countless questions came to his mind.
Stannis Baratheon was never a person who would be swayed by emotions, but at this moment, he really couldn't understand.
Bolton is his enemy.
Jaime Lannister is also his enemy.
Two enemies appeared on the battlefield at the same time, but they were helping him fight the savages.
Ridiculous.
But there is no time to think about it now.
Because in the distance, the charging Mammoth group had already begun to change direction.
Their speed is not fast, and they are quite clumsy. Each charge takes a long time to adjust the direction, giving them some breathing space.
"Everyone!" Stannis raised the curled blade Longsword: "Ready to fight!!"
Under his command, the remaining troops quickly gathered together and stood ready.
"You are so amazing, Ser!"
Hake came to James and slapped him heavily on the shoulder, extremely excited.
"Never heard of anyone being able to kill a giant alone! Are you even a fucking human?"
"I Hake·Bolton would like to call you "Giants Slayer"!"
"Giants are human beings, and they can be killed by humans, but the title is not bad. It sounds much better than "Kingslayer"." James smiled, but then looked at the Mammoth group that had already changed direction.
"Now is not the time to celebrate."
He said seriously, "If we continue to face these guys head-on, we will definitely lose."
Hake followed his gaze, gritted his teeth, and put the battle ax on his shoulder.
"Give me the order, Commander! I listen to you!" At this point, Hake no longer mentioned any nonsense about evacuation.
"Yes, we all listen to you!"
A dozen Bolton Cavalry gathered around and expressed their opinions one after another.
Obviously they have been conquered by James' previous stunning performance.
Hearing this, James looked towards the wildling camp in the north.
Almost all the large savage troops were sent to attack the city. The fire in the rear camp was dim, and only about a thousand people were left to guard the city.
On the high ground, a figure loomed, obviously supervising the battle.
Even though he couldn't see his face clearly, James, who had interacted with savages countless times, could immediately identify the man.
"King Beyond the Wall" Mance Rayder.
James narrowed his eyes and suddenly recalled the battle in Whispering Wood in his mind.
That day, he was only a few feet away from Robb Stark.
This time...
"Who is that! Give me a horse!"
Without any hesitation, James waved to one of them and unceremoniously asked the other person to give up his horse to him.
Then he got on his horse and raised the Longsword which was still flowing with the blood of Mammoth.
"Boltons!"
"If you're a man enough, just fight with me!"
"Let's go together... and become a legend!!!"