章節 10: The Lion and the Young Wolf
Things had gone exactly as planned.
He would lead a host of two thousand strong, half consisting of the entire Frey cavalry and the other half comprised of men from the North. Robb himself would lead the charge, heading directly for the centre of the western flank while Lord Stevron would take his men south and cut off any escape for the enemy.
Ser Brynden with his three hundred men would spin round and join with the two thousand men led by Lord Karstark and attack the front of the enemy. While Maege Mormont would hit it from the side, Jason Mallister leading his men through the centre on the eastern flank. Finally, Lord Greatjon Umber would take his men and come south, meeting with Lord Stevron and charge at the enemy rear.
The Lannisters would have nowhere to go.
Raising his sword up, the tip pointing towards the Lannisters he gave a battle cry echoed by the men following him.
It was not even a challenge.
The disorganised and unprepared Lannister army stood no chance against an organised enemy cavalry charge. He swung his sword round and cut through one Lannister solider as he continued through the ranks, his charge never halting as his blade slashed at every soldier he could reach.
Speed was his greatest asset.
Behind him horses and riders clashed.
Horses smashing into one another and launching their riders out of their saddles where they wrestled in the ground. Others were trampled to death underfoot. Those that remained seated were cut down by enemy soldiers as the northern cavalry charged through the enemy ranks.
It was a bloodbath.
Stabbing his blade forward into one soldier, Robb struggled to pull his blade free from the armour that gripped it. He could see another soldier clad in red and gold coming at him, from his exposed side hoping to kill him while he had no weapon to defend himself.
However, Dacey was there.
Urging her horse on with great speed as she swung her hammer round and smashed it into the head of the soldier unhorsing him. The man dropping to the ground with a thud, his helmet dented in where her hammer had struck.
Finally he managed to pry his blade free and took a momentary breather.
The battle waged on around him and while it has only just begun, it was already coming to a close. All around him men lay dead or dying, crying out in pain and effort as they fought with everything they had. Blood and mud splashing into the air with every step and swing.
His eyes took it all in, committing it to memory, the atrocities of war. But he shook his head soon after, it would not do to dwell on such matters in the middle of battle. Instead, he turn his gaze to survey the battle as a whole.
The centre had been crushed by the pincer strike caused by his and Lord Mallisters forces.
The rear that had been softened by the Riverland archers were being made short work of by the men led by the Greatjon and Lord Stevron.
The only place that saw the fiercest of fighting was the front, where the Kingslayer was. It seemed the mans presence alone was enough to inspire those around him to continue fighting despite being completely overwhelmed.
'There is still a chance that he could escape.' If anyone could, it would be Jamie Lannister, a man praised as one of the greatest swordsmen in the realm. If he were to gain momentum then there was a chance he would be able to cut his way out of the encirclement and make it back to the Lannister camp. 'If that happens, we will have failed.'
Robb could and would not let that happen.
"Lord Mallister!" He called, the aged Lord of Seagard who was nearby looked from where he too had been surveying the battlefield. "On me!" The man nodded his head, urging on his men to match pace with Robb and personal guard.
While the rear was done for, the centre was still seeing some Lannister men fighting.
However, they were quickly buckling.
Many surrendering in hopes of being spared.
But most were killed before they even got a chance to utter a word.
Robb paid them no heed, leading his men through the battlefield towards the front and it seemed to be done just in time as the Kingslayer burst his way out. He felt a momentary slither of doubt seize him as he watched the skill and grace the Kingslayer showed. His sword cutting through the air and men with ease as he led what remained of his men through the soldiers of the North.
But he quickly affirmed himself, gripping the handle of his blade tighter.
"Kingslayer!" He roared, the son of Tywin Lannister looking to him with a frown, though that soon changed to a smirk.
"Come then, Young Wolf!"
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Carrots123 So Robb and Jamie meet, but the battle of the Whispering Woods begins to come to an end. Hope you all enjoyed and if you have any questions please let me know.
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