Bab 14: The lion attacked
The next morning, the whole city saw a head on a spike on the walls of the Red Keep.
Aslan had prevented anyone from removing it and spent the night keeping his head so that people could see it. He wanted to send a message.
After making sure that the population knew of this act, Aslan went to his room with Elia, who was shaking his hand.
Tywin, Arthur, Barristan, and others looked at his back with strange looks. They were stunned by the cruel and meaningful acts of this young man. Everyone had an idea of who was responsible for this assassination.
Varys who was in the crowd had an ugly face.
Quickly, rumors began to circulate throughout King's Landing. In the King's quarters shouts were heard.
Different people had different reactions. The noble houses were impressed by Aslan's balls while the king's supporters were humiliated.
The same day two other dead appeared in the city. They were supporters of the king who were part of the noble families favored by the king. These two members were murdered in the city without the guards finding clues.
Aerys went into a boundless fury and the whole castle knew it and everyone was afraid he might torture them to vent his anger.
Aerys was so angry that he passed out as he cried out in the throne room.
At night Aslan left with Elia in her arms and her 500 elite riders.
The next day, hearing of the news, Aerys began to swear in court saying that Aslan was behind the murders.
Everyone thought it was impossible but some people thought it was not.
Crazy rumors began to roam the castle and King's Landing.
On the other hand, on the road to Lannisport, Elia asked.
"Were these assassinations safe?"
"Yes, no one could go back to us. Only the faceless could have this skill or the heartbroken of Qarth."
"The faceless?"
"Haha, dropped it, it would be complicated."
Elia pouted and Aslan licked her neck causing goosebumps.
"Kyaa! Stop!"
Elia hit Aslan and the horsemen pretended not to see anything.
After 1 day of nonstop travel, they arrived at the Norther Reach of the reach.
As they were heading for an area to camp, galloping sounds were heard.
Stopping in their tracks, Aslan's cavalry looked at the source of the sound. Around them there was nothing but suddenly about 1000 riders came out from the back of a hill.
Elia paled with fear and Aslan clutched the hilt of his sword.
The cavalry advanced and stood in front of Aslan to protect the princess because Aslan was a capable warrior who did not need protection.
"Training in spear walls!" shouted Aslan.
The cavalry began to form a rectangle formation in 5 lines, each made up of 100 riders. The first line was the point of charge supposed to stop the charge of the enemy cavalry by spitting them with their lances tongues, then the successive waves would come to massacre them with their charge.
Seeing the 1000 enemy cavalrymen charge against them the soldiers of Aslan did not show any fear, on the other hand, they showed a thirst for blood. It was the elite of the elite who feared nothing, the personal soldiers of Aslan.
"1st wave! Loaded!"
The 100 horsemen charged in a straight line with their spears pointed in front of the enemy cavalry. Aslan's 100 horsemen appeared to be demons with their black and red armor and advanced equipment. Compared to them, the enemy seemed to be a beggar.
The enemy cavalry advanced fearlessly, but they were disorganized.
Eventually, the two caverns met and an earthquake-like rumble was heard. Muffled sounds and cries of pain and bestiality were heard.
Aslan watched the scene with a dismal look and the 400 riders making up the successive waves watched their comrades fight. The Aslan riders were organized and always regrouped in order to limit the losses and to make gather the enemy troops in a single point.
Aslan followed one of the precepts of Sun Tzu, who says favoring the battlefield has its advantage in limiting casualties and killing the enemy in one fell swoop.
Seeing the dispersed enemy troops finally having gathered around the 85 surviving riders on the battlefield, Aslan smiled wildly.
"Soldier! Come here!"
A soldier approached Aslan and suddenly Elia felt herself lifted by two powerful arms.
"What ?! What are you doing!"
Aslan passed Elia to the soldier ordering her to keep the princess because he was going into battle.
The soldier showed a face disappointed not to fight but he has obeyed the order of his lord. All the soldiers worshiped Aslan as a god of combat.
"No, stay with me!"
"No, I have to fight with my men."
Elia didn't understand Aslan and went on.
"Why? Your soldiers are impressive, they can defeat enemies on their own."
The horsemen swelled their breasts with pride having heard the praises of the princess but then they became fierce like lions or dragons.
"You are wrong Elia. If the king does not move, his subjects will not follow him, here is my ideology."
Elia was stunned by the words of her beloved and eventually became silent but a bright light developed in her eyes. Aslan smiled seeing Elia contemplate his thoughts, then he turned to his 400 riders and he shouted.
"Soldiers I have only one order! KILL THEM ALL!"
"KILL!"
A thirst for blood overwhelmed the battlefield and when the enemies too concentrated in massacring the 85 horsemen saw 400 horsemen rush towards them like lightning it was too late.
The 400 riders overturn the 900 riders like mud. The 400 riders knocked over the horses and they massacred the riders who stood in front of them like wolves killing sheep.
Far from the battlefield, Elia watched the confrontation from the horse which was held by the soldier. Nausea came up from her stomach and she vomited on the floor. The soldier displayed an amused expression before resuming his serious expression.
"Princess, this is normal for the first time on a battlefield."
Elia has seen brutal deaths before, but never a butchery like this. Cries of forgiveness, pleas, cries of pain and pieces of human bodies danced on the battlefield.
In the middle of this butchery, Aslan seemed to have a golden fire directing the cavalry.
"Training around me!"
The remaining 465 riders have gathered around Aslan to gain momentum and complete the remaining 300 enemies.
Seeing the demons come back different reactions took place.
The first fled, the second decided to fight to death seeing the impossible escape and the last had gone mad.
Quickly the massacre ended and Aslan's losses were minimal, but his heart was still in pain. The lost troops were elites among the elites he had trained personally and with whom he had close ties. Aslan had lost 35 riders with some minor and serious injuries.
When the confrontation was over, another army entered. The army wore green and yellow colors and was made up of 5000 soldiers.
Seeing the size of the army, Aslan's horsemen were prepared to sacrifice themselves to allow their lord to flee and avenge them in the future, when suddenly the army stopped and a knight in armor came out.
"Sir Aslan, I'm Lord Mathis Rowan, Lord of Goldengrove, I came to help you but ... it looks like I arrived late ..."
They all look at Mathis with a deadly look. Mathis swallowed and spoke.
Dame Olenna sent me and she is waiting for you in my castle in Goldengrove. J "
"Why should I follow you?"
"Lady Olenna had planned it so ... she has a message for you."
A letter was given to Aslan, whom he read. After a while, Aslan raised his head and said.
"Let's go."
"Wait a while, I have to warn some people not to wake the sleeping lion."
Aslan looked at Mathis and gave a nasty smile that made the man shiver.
"Give me your spears now."
"What-?!
Under Aslan's gaze, he gave him his spears to see what he wanted to do with it but soon the whole army of Mathis began to vomit in disgust in front of the macabre scene in front of them.
A human forest was created before them.
Aslan with the help of his men had impaled all the corpses on spears. The spears rise from the bottom to exit the neck or the mouth.
Elia hid her sight with her hands but she couldn't help shaking.
Mathis couldn't help but regret giving the spears of his soldiers to this ... devil.
Aslan turned around with a sweet smile and said.
"We can go now."
Mathis nodded and his army set off steeply for fear of Aslan and his ruthless demon army.
A few hours later, in front of the castle of Golden Grove, Mathis' army separated and left in a hurry. Aslan left his 465 riders at the foot of the castle.
Aslan and Elia followed Mathis in a large hall where there were a few people in front of a feast.
Olenna Tyrell at the head of the table and beside her were Mace Tyrell, Randall Tarly and Janna Tyrell.
Janna had a bright smile seeing her lover, but she froze seeing Elia, a woman who could match her beauty and especially her wide curves.
The two women glanced at each other until Olenna coughed to get attention.
"Aslan, you have attracted attention since the wedding canceled at the Red Keep."
Olenna was present at the wedding organized between Elia and Rhaegar, and she had watched the duel between the two princes of Westeros. Olenna returned the same day wanting to leave King's Landing.
Looking at Aslan covered in blood, his brows frowned before saying.
"Go take a shower with all this blood you keep me from eating."
"Hahaha, it looks like the reach of the reach doesn't like blood."
Olenna sniffled and frightened and charmed maids approached Aslan to guide him to the baths.
Aslan quickly took Elia's hand to take her with her.
"She was also soiled by the battlefield."
Everyone was amazed at the shameless Aslan. Janna squeezed her hands tightly under the table seeing the close relationship between Aslan and Elia.
Olenna smiled seeing her daughter's irritation.
"My daughter, this Aslan is a charmer and I don't think women will refuse him so if you really like him, so attack. Be like a vine that clings to him. This man is like Aegon IV, but cleaner and talents. "
Janna looked at her mother and then contemplated her words before getting up and following the path to the showers.
The people in the room were puzzled, but also curious about Olenna's decision to allow Janna to get closer to a fiance who has a mistress.
"You wonder why I let my daughter get closer to this young man don't you?"
They all nodded.
"Because this young man has vast qualities and in the future, he can be our savior and shield. Besides, he makes me think of a person ..."
They all looked at each other in interrogation before Mace Tyrell, the son of Olenna and the Lord of the reach asked.
"They remind you of who mother?"
Olenna inexplicably smiled and said.
"Aegon the conqueror."
Silence fell in the dining room.
Everyone had different thoughts after hearing Olenna Tyrell's words, but everyone thought she was wandering, except one person, Randall Tarly because he had known Olenna for a long time and she had never misjudged anyone.
Randall Tarly looked towards Aslan with an inexplicable look.
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