Rising Stone Town fell into terrified chaos.
The sentries and scouts on the outer perimeter were completely silent. The large army, in a state of confusion, was met by dense, whistling enemies – strong cavalry.
The patrols between the tents became the primary sacrifices and flesh-and-blood walls.
Although most of them died in a daze.
But they finally used their lives to provide a delayed warning to their comrades.
Sounds.
Rumbling hoofbeats, the collision of running people and horses, the grating sound of steel friction, intermittent and fluctuating horns and drum sounds, human shouts filled with various intense emotions... all these together composed the noisy battlefield.
The soldiers, awakened from deep sleep, first saw the strange light outside the tents.
Isn't it the middle of the night? When did it get light?
Panic and unknown danger drove them to grip their weapons, searching everywhere, coveting any steel or leather that could shield their flesh and blood. As if this could truly make them safer.
Hiss—
Warhorses galloped past, and the horizontally placed swords cut long gashes in the fabric and leather of the tents, almost splitting them in half. If it were a human head, the outcome would be similar.
Through the gaps that had just appeared, they saw the terrifying scene outside.
Above the sky, several bright lights slowly descended, illuminating the night sky and the earth, and also illuminating the surrounding chaos and death.
Tents were broken and caught fire, cavalry swept past like shadows in the fire, like unknowable monsters.
People wearing the marks of the Stag or the various families of the Reach were either dead, surrendered, or wailing, or standing in conspicuous open spaces looking around in a daze, or hiding in dark tents not daring to make a sound.
Occasionally, black spheres would streak across the sky, exploding with scorching heat, instantly clearing all sturdy or sharp obstacles in front of the cavalry.
The attacking cavalry seemed to be engaged in a speed race, only charging forward.
Anyone who avoided the path of the warhorses was not specifically pursued. Only those who intentionally or unintentionally blocked the cavalry would receive swords or those black spheres.
At this time, should I step forward?
*Boom! Boom! Boom...*
With bursts of loud noise that shook hearts and brains, large areas of brilliant light exploded in the sky.
They were vivid paintings and words.
In the bright night sky, King Renly smiled truly wickedly, making people tremble with fear. His smile was directed at the savage giant beast gnawing on the Crown.
Those who could read saw even more clearly.
Written in the sky was: Renly conspires to usurp the Throne, colluding with Bloodraven and other Traitors to murder King Robert, slandering His Majesty Joffrey's legitimacy, and dragging the Seven Kingdoms into a brutal war for his own selfish reasons, his sins are grave!
A thunderous human voice, coming from who knows where, also appeared appropriately: "You must immediately recognize the true face of Renly's ambition, abandon the darkness and turn to the Light, and you may still be forgiven!"
*Boom! Boom! Boom...*
Another terrifying picture, a few sharp lines of text, a vast human voice.
This cycle continued...
The soldiers had never experienced such a strange scene. They couldn't help but be at a loss, subconsciously looking at the nearest officer on their side, waiting for the officer's decision.
The performance of the middle and lower-level officers was not much better than that of the common soldiers.
Some immediately abandoned their shame, either kneeling in surrender or simply abandoning Renly's mark and, in a flash, joining the army under King Joffrey.
Some were torn between life and honor, unsure of what to choose.
Some bravely ordered the battle, but the very first attempt to move out was scattered by the galloping cavalry, ultimately dying under hooves, steel, fire, or by soldiers who had defected.
Some decided to believe everything depicted in the sky.
The high-ranking officers wanted to fight back, but most of them were inside Rising Stone Town, too far to reach.
The defeat outside the town was irreversible.
The enemy attacked suddenly, and the only formed fighting force – the patrol – collapsed at the first touch. Although the other troops were numerous, they had become scattered sheep at this time of the Night Raid, only able to watch each other being dispersed, cut off, and surrounded.
And the enemy had even more bizarre means to further disintegrate morale and fighting will. How many people would persist in resisting?
A blessing in disguise.
These open-air Barracks ultimately slowed down the enemy's冲击鋒芒 (impact edge), giving the nearly twenty thousand main forces within the town some reaction time.
Ser Jon Fossoway immediately ordered the troops to form up.
Despite being both panicked and nervous, under the officers' shouts and high pressure, the troops finally regained basic formation and combat effectiveness.
Before more preparations could be made, the enemy had arrived.
"Shield wall! Spear formation! Archers, prepare for three volleys! Ballistae, aim!" Ser Jon Fossoway calmly commanded the army.
Nearly twenty thousand people began to move slowly.
"Blackfish" knew Jon Fossoway's orders earlier than most Reach soldiers.
"Everyone halt, Holy Shields forward!"
"Blackfish's" choice was no different from that of the other Royal Guard Generals. Indeed, who would not use Holy Shield Warriors, this versatile weapon, but instead let others risk their lives?
Thousands of Cavalry immediately reined in their Warhorses, leaving only a few hundred to continue forward.
Jon Fossoway couldn't help but frown. What was happening? Not sending a large army to attack, not pausing the offensive, what could a few hundred men do by themselves?
The situation was too chaotic and cramped; Jon Fossoway hadn't yet noticed the formidable nature of the Holy Shield Warriors.
But he soon witnessed it, along with twenty thousand pairs of Eyes.
Bow and Arrow, Ballista, Swords, and even the huge Stones hurled by the Trebuchets that were pressed into service couldn't inflict any visible wounds on these monsters. That's right, if not monsters, what else could they be!
In an instant, the "rumors" that had been forcefully suppressed before exploded within the Allied Forces once again, and with even more ferocious and complete effect.
Holy City! Divine Grace! Light and Fire! Resurrection and Creation!
The series of sights and sounds from tonight all surfaced in the minds of the Reach Soldiers, making them realize: So none of these were just rumors!
At this moment.
The sturdy shield wall seemed to be completely motionless, yet it also seemed to suddenly become fragile and easily toppled.
The Blackfish had never doubted whether they could win. But seeing the enemy's comical expressions at this moment, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and ease.
"Ser Jaime, have the Cannons add more power," he said on the Light Screen.
Jaime turned to the Cannon unit beside him and pointed a finger at the sturdy small Fortress in the center of Rising Stone Town, "There's no one there, destroy it. Rising Stone Town doesn't need a Castle."
Bang! Bang! Bang...
Whistling Steel flew over the heads of the twenty thousand Allied Forces, immediately causing countless people to cringe and their pupils to constrict.
Many people turned around on their own.
A violent earthquake erupted in the center of the Town, causing the rock-built Fortress to shatter and collapse, turning into a pile of rubble and Ruins.
White mist steamed up, like an underground hot spring leaking.
"No! My Castle!" Lord Fudley shrieked in surprise, as if he had lost everything he loved most.
Jon Fossoway gently shook his head. With the situation as it was, who could still care about a Castle? It was likely that even their Lives could no longer be guaranteed.
The Blackfish smiled, "Charge."
The huge sound from the rear rang out again, "Those who stubbornly resist will have their crimes compounded! Everyone immediately abandon resistance, His Majesty the King will grant forgiveness."
The Blackfish's vanguard advanced very smoothly.
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