Like most of the river areas, the Rutte family's fiefdom is mainly composed of plains with a few small hills.
South of the town and the ferry, there is almost an endless plain. As far as the eye can see, except for the King's Road that extends straight south, it is all farmland and scattered trees.
Arthur took Tyrion, Raymond, Patrick, Locke, Hosteen Frey, Robert Glover and others to a small hill south of the town and looked around the land.
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Baron Charles of Root pointed to his feet and said: "This may be the highest mountain in my territory, if it can be called a mountain."
Tyrion pointed to the direction, "Based on my understanding of the Lannister family, after learning the news of the disastrous defeat on the Western Front, a heavily armed force must have arrived and blocked the ferry. While the Northern Army's foothold was not stable, it must have
Do something evil."
In the process of walking here, Arthur has roughly told Tyrion the current situation.
However, he did not clearly explain the specific distribution of the troops of the Northern Frontier Army. He was only told that there would be a large army heading south from the King's Road.
This bit of news is enough for the little devil to play the role of his own strategist.
"And the most famous heavy-armed force of the Lion family is the heavy cavalry regiment with a number of five thousand people." Patrick added.
Now he only wants to have a career with his idol Arthur, so he follows him wherever he goes.
"That's right." Tyrion nodded, "So as long as you guard against this wave of attacks, and when the Northern Army comes for reinforcements, you will be no weaker than the enemy in numbers."
"The best way to deal with heavy cavalry is to interrupt their charge, or simply prevent them from charging."
He stood in front of everyone and drew a half circle with his little hand, "We can dig a tunnel in the open space in front of this hill to stop the cavalry's charge. When they find that the horses can't cross it, we can
You can only dismount and fight with us."
Now Tywin's army is still near Harrenhal, and it will take two or three days for them to march north, which is enough time to set up defenses here.
Arthur remembered the time outside Shili City, when he and dozens of cavalry rushed into a trap made by the enemy.
"The tunnel is a bit petty. We can mobilize the nearby civilians to dig dozens of traps and put spikes and sharp stones inside. It is guaranteed that even armored cavalry and war horses will lose half their lives if they fall in."
He said to everyone.
Among the many brains that followed, only Raymond and Robert Glover were the better ones.
The two nodded in agreement, and Raymond added: "The excavated loose soil can also be piled inside to form a mound, so that our soldiers can attack the enemy from a high position."
Robert, who was wearing a crimson cloak, described the whole idea in more detail: "If we dig deep pits and lay traps, the amount of work would be too large. We can dig traps directly to the south of the hill.
Digging shallow tunnels on the east and west sides will prevent the enemy's cavalry from charging through."
Everyone talked a lot and felt that this arrangement was quite feasible.
"We can recruit nearly a thousand active men and women from nearby, plus our more than 1,800 soldiers, which is enough to complete this project before the enemy arrives." Baron Root said.
Due to the outbreak of war recently, many people have fled to his territory, otherwise he could have gathered more people.
"Then let's start the execution. Tyrion is responsible for planning the location of traps and tunnels, and how to pile up the excavated loose soil. Mr. Glover, please be responsible for protecting Tyrion." Arthur ordered.
Tyrion, who is familiar with various books and has a lot of knowledge, can be used as a half-maester. The Root family cannot afford to support a maester, so the little devil can only take charge of the defense project.
But he is not completely one of his own, so Arthur asked Robert Glover to supervise him in the name of protection to prevent Tyrion from doing any tricks.
Robert and Arthur, who held their heads high, looked at each other and understood what Bracken meant.
"When there are no questions, let's get started."
Everyone then returned to the town and began to mobilize the people and soldiers to work.
The cavalry was sent out to summon nearby farmers, and the soldiers took off their armor and prepared for a full day's work.
Although the idea is comprehensive, there are many difficulties in its implementation.
The most difficult thing is that there are not enough hoes and shovels in the Root family's fiefdom.
The newly appointed military advisor provided his own advice: "When the Gaoshan clan and I went south, we met many farmers who had taken refuge. They may have farm tools in their hands. If you can find a way to get them, hoes and shovels will be great."
It’s no longer a problem.”
Crossing the Trident River for refuge was indeed the choice of quite a few farmers, so the north bank gathered far more civilians than usual.
Arthur suddenly remembered that he still had a copy of the parchment sealed by Duke Hoster. At that time, Master Tully wanted to facilitate some river nobles who were chasing the Magic Mountain. Later, Raymond and the others went to King's Landing to submit evidence.
It was handed into his own hands.
In this situation, it comes in handy.
Arthur asked his servant Maydan to find the parchment and give it to Charles Root and Hosteen Frey, asking them to go to the north bank to get farm tools and, if possible, call in some people to help with the work.
The Frey family's territory is along the Green Fork River, and the Root family is also an influential noble in the area, so it is suitable for the two of them to go.
An hour later, the intense but orderly construction work of the fortifications officially began.
Seven to eight hundred farmers and thousands of soldiers were summoned to dig at the predetermined traps. However, because of the shortage of tools, three or four people were often assigned a hoe and shovel.
For the sake of fairness, one person usually works for half an hour, and the other person takes the turn.
This makes progress very slow.
When they were not working, some farmers who were optimistic by nature began to hum country tunes, and then the mercenaries followed and roared some bold songs on the continent of Essos.
The hometown of these mercenaries, Qohor, is located at the junction of the Free Trade City and the Dothraki grasslands. Wars often break out, and the area near the Rhoyne River has the highest concentration of bandits, so the folk customs are quite brave.
When it comes to singing, I just yell at the top of my lungs.
This is in sharp contrast to the brisk and enthusiastic tunes of the Riverlands.
Fortunately, singing does not affect the progress of the project.
In the afternoon, two nobles who went to the north bank brought back nearly a thousand tools and more than 300 farmers.
This suddenly made the construction site come alive, and before dark, the general appearance of the entire trap group and tunnels was revealed.
Of course, in order to prevent the fortifications from being detected by the enemy's small forces, Arthur also sent a dozen cavalry squads of four or five people to move within a dozen leagues in the south to drive away the scouts from the west.
After dinner, the farmers and soldiers huddled on the flat land surrounding the town, spread some hay and began to sleep. Although the long summer was coming to an end, the temperature was still warm, so sleeping in the open air was not out of the question.
Although there were some tents, they were not enough for the nearly 3,000 people.
The next two days were almost the same.
On the morning of the fourth day, the entire project was roughly completed.
The cavalrymen who went south to drive away the Western Scouts were also called back. Before the trap was fully formed, they had to pass through the trap area to avoid falling into the hole they dug themselves.
Then, simple camouflage covered the surface of dozens of traps.
After finishing the work, most of the farmers and the subjects of the Root family were sent to the north bank. The next battle would be fierce. There was no need for them to go through the flood without armor and weapons.
That afternoon, thousands of Western Cavalry wearing crimson cloaks and black ring armor finally appeared within a few leagues to the south.
After receiving the news, the Allied Forces from the River gathered together on the hill and on the east and west sides to prepare to defend against the enemy.
Arthur brought 500 soldiers from various families in the river, 600 soldiers from the Mouton family, more than 500 soldiers from the Alpine clan, more than 200 mercenaries from Qohor, and 47 soldiers from the Root family, totaling
One thousand eight hundred and ninety-two combatants.
The armors they wear and the flags they carry are even more varied, including plate armor, chain mail, iron armor, plate armor, bronze rune plate armor, etc. Arthur's golden saber flag, Patrick's purple silver eagle
The flags include Raymond's black farmer's flag with a brown background, the two four-striped flags of the Vance family, the two-headed horse flag of the Root family, the sockeye salmon flag of Maiden Springs, etc.
Even the knowledgeable Tyrion had to admit that if he had not become familiar with this group of people in the past few days, he would not be able to recognize all the flags of so many people.
The flags and armor of the Western Border Army, which was slowly charging towards the north, were much more unified.
They all bear the banner of the Roaring Lion of Lannister, and the armor can be distinguished at a glance whether it is heavy cavalry or light cavalry.
Nearly five thousand Western Cavalry launched an attack on the hill and the allied forces on both sides of the river. The rumble of horse hooves made the earth tremble.
Tyrion, who was holding a small pocket sword, had trembling legs: "Who would have thought that I, a prisoner, would have to face my own cavalry army?"
Although he had been proud of the Lannister heavy cavalry in the past, now he deeply complained about why his father had created such a powerful army.
Arthur, who was standing beside him, replied: "Relax, you will be safe by my side."
The purpose of taking Tyrion with him was to protect him.
The little devil raised his head and saw clearly the golden sword in Arthur's hand.
"Looking at your worn-out knife, I feel like I'm not far away from meeting the gods in the sky. Is it easier to chop people with a big knife that's missing a lot of holes?" he questioned.
The golden Guandao blade in Arthur's hand has become irregularly jagged, and naturally it doesn't look very sharp.
"It's not very handy, but it's enough to kill someone." Arthur waved the handy weapon, "Actually, I've been using it as a blunt weapon."
Since the blade is not very sharp, Arthur needs to use more strength when cutting people, which makes his opponent's death more painful.
Of course, if the blade was rusty, it would be more in line with Arthur's taste.
Even if he was stabbed, he would still be infected if he was lucky enough not to die on the spot. Considering the standards of the bachelors and army doctors, it would probably be equivalent to death.
Tyrion shook his head, thinking that he might as well find an opportunity to reveal his identity to the Western soldiers on the opposite side.
The little devil immediately overturned this idea. With his height, how could the Western soldiers not recognize who he was as long as they saw him?
Although he participated in the construction of fortifications, he also knew that if his cavalry was determined to rush over regardless of casualties, traps and tunnels would not be able to stop them for long.
The final decisive battle must be a crowded battle.
Tyrion thought broadly, racking his brains but couldn't figure out how to escape from the ambitious man next to him in this situation.
"Hey!" He sighed in a low voice, feeling sad that he could not make the decision on his own life.
Arthur lowered his head and glanced at this Lannister, knowing that he had not returned home and was still thinking about escaping from him and returning to the West March Army.
"Don't sigh, my friend, I will protect you in this battle."
After Arthur calmed the little devil, he ordered to find him a bundle of lances.
During the late-night camp attack, he hit Tywin, who was fleeing on horseback, with a sword. This gave him confidence in his throwing ability, so he practiced javelin a lot in the past few days.
Since there is no javelin specially made for him, he can only throw it with the most common lance.
When the enemy charged to a distance of forty or fifty steps, Arthur used all his strength to throw out the first lance.
Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people in the audience, the gun, like a sharp arrow from the string, passed through a long distance and pierced the neck of an unlucky Western soldier.
Ordinary soldiers do not have the gorgets of noble lords. They only have a layer of chain mail around their necks, so they are not very protected against thrusts.
But this unlucky Western Cavalry only attracted attention for a few breaths, because the cavalry in the front row began to fall into the trap they had dug.
Tyrion looked at the Western Cavalry who fell into the trap built under his command, and couldn't help feeling regretful.
This is a cavalry that the family spent a lot of money to train. The hundreds of war horses that fell into the pit cost money that families below the earl could not afford.
Fortunately, Lord Tywin's gold was spent reasonably well, and after just a moment of commotion, the momentum of the Western Cavalry's charge came to an abrupt halt.
Several officers directed the Lion Cavalry in front of the trap to retreat and organized the rescue of their comrades who fell into the trap.
It is a pity that the Hejian Alliance Army did not have a large number of archers and crossbowmen, otherwise they could have taken advantage of this opportunity to deal a serious blow to the enemy.
Arthur lowered his head and asked: "Brother Tyrion, do you recognize who is leading the troops in your family? Let me see the style of the Lion family general."
The little devil squinted his eyes and recognized that the man leading the army was his cousin, Davon Lannister.
Right now, Da Feng was surrounded by dozens of dismounted Lion family officers and heavy cavalry, studying the traps and tunnels around the hill.
He was about to point it out to Arthur when he suddenly remembered the previous throw.
If he pointed this out, his cousin's life would be in danger.
"Hey, I've been staying in Casterly Rock for a long time and I'm not very familiar with these low-level officers." Tyrion said.
Patrick next to Arthur guessed the enemy's commander, "It's the man surrounded by the group of cavalry in the middle. He is probably Davon. The long blond hair and blond beard that are the hallmarks of the Lannister family are unmistakable."
He had been responsible for the defense of Harrenhal City Gate for a period of time, so he had dealt with many Lion spies and knew the characteristics of the enemy's new commander.
Arthur glanced at Tyrion who was a little guilty with interest, then picked up a lance, aimed at the target, and threw it hard.
It's just that when the enemy is immobile, the effect is not as good as before.
A heavy cavalryman caught the shot with his body covered in heavy armor, saving the commander from death.
After that, Arthur's several attempts were resolved by the lion soldiers using cavalry shields and bodies wearing heavy armor.
This also angered Da Feng and the Shi family officers. After testing out the trap area, the dismounted heavy cavalry launched an attack from the tunnels on both sides.
The battle became visibly intense.
"Hosting, you take the mountain clans to the east side to strengthen the defense, and the mercenaries and I will go to the west side." Arthur ordered.
According to Patrick, this Hosteen is the most capable Frey and is probably the most powerful knight in Westeros. Arthur is quite relieved to send him to the Eastern Front.
"No problem, just watch me stab the Lannister soldier's butthole!" The tall Frey drew out his sword, turned around and headed east with his men.
Arthur himself also went to the west with more than two hundred Qohor mercenaries.
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