The Western Army under the command of the Mountain is the core elite of the Lannister family soldiers.
Clegane himself is usually just Tywin's bodyguard, and often lives in his castle near Silverhill City.
In other words, the two are not familiar with each other.
So after the battle started, the ordinary Western soldiers cooperated very well in twos and threes, while the Magic Mountain itself only had two subordinates, Denson and Polliver, guarding the flanks.
Originally, Arthur thought he would fight with the Mountain and these two men, while the others would fight with the soldiers of the West.
But because the Dornish people really hated Clegane, Arthur and five Dornish spearmen joined forces to defeat the three of them.
As for the marksman Ange, he rides a horse to provide output on the outside and also serves as a supervisor for the team.
After all, Arthur's main force is the Blood Troupe, and they are only loyal to the Golden Dragon. They will not do anything that will definitely cost their lives, so it is necessary for Ange to supervise the battle.
The eight extra quivers in the team were given to An Gai. One hundred and sixty arrows could kill at least forty or fifty people.
Arthur holds the moon in his left hand and the hammer in his right hand, and starts a head-on confrontation with Magic Mountain, who holds a big sword.
Due to the extra layer of chain armor, Mo Shan's movements became stiffer, but without the need to worry about defense, he could fully unleash his advantages in size and strength.
This allows the Magic Mountain's attack damage to be fully maxed out.
In several rounds of attacks, only one of the three, Polliver, was stabbed once, and the others were not injured.
On Arthur's side, a Dornish spearman who wanted to stab the Mountain to death with one strike came forward and was directly split in half by the Mountain from his left shoulder to his right thigh.
The Dornishman's body was hacked, but he still glared angrily when he fell, staring at Clegane.
Anyone could see that he did not regret his rashness, but hated himself for not killing the Mountain.
The hatred between both sides is evident.
Arthur was also inspired by this warrior.
He was much stronger than this man, but he didn't have the courage of this Dornishman.
So Arthur shouted and rushed forward waving his hammer.
Magic Mountain also swung his sword and slashed hard. After Arthur blocked it with his hammer, he held the sword in his left hand and gave Dunson a hard blow as he rushed over with the sword flower in hand.
Denson's strength was far inferior to Arthur, and he was pushed back two steps before he could steady his pace.
Then a Dornishman stabbed Denson in the calf with a precise shot, causing the most skilled man under the Mountain to scream in pain.
On Arthur's side, the strength of his one hand could not hold back the strength of Magic Mountain's hands, so he could only pull the hammer down to relieve his strength.
Mo Shan didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he used both hands to draw along the handle of the hammer towards Arthur's right arm.
Sparks flew between the sword and hammer.
But Arthur was much more flexible, and the moon with his left hand suddenly hit the gap between Magic Mountain's right thigh and calf.
Although it couldn't break through the defense, the force could be transmitted along the chain mail in the gap, which made Mo Shan's right leg a little unstable.
One of the Dornish soldiers saw the opportunity, circled back and stabbed the Mountain's right knee, so the clumsy Mountain knelt down on one knee to maintain balance.
Arthur stepped back, turned half a circle, and hammered the back of the giant square helmet of the Magic Mountain with his hammer.
It couldn't break the defense, but the force transmitted from the hammer made Mo Shan's mind go into a trance.
"Great, come on like this." Arthur shouted to the remaining four Dornish soldiers.
He is half a head shorter than Magic Mountain, and he doesn't have a giant hammer to break armor, so he suffers a lot in normal attacks.
As it is now, sooner or later, Magic Mountain will be beaten into a concussion.
"You have a beautiful idea." Mo Shan stood up with one hand on his knees and resumed the situation just now.
Arthur's side fought indiscriminately, but the others suffered miserably.
The backbone of the Blood Troupe and the elite of the Western Region should be about 50-50 in one-on-one combat, but there are too many people.
If An Gai's arrows hadn't been effective against everyone who escaped, You Zi, a veteran of the Blood Troupe, would have fled as soon as the battle began.
Forty people are still at a disadvantage against eighty people.
Even with the help of An Gai from the sidelines, it was now seventeen people versus forty-two.
Fortunately, the main ones who died were the key members of the Blood Troupe, so Arthur didn't feel too distressed.
The Mountain also noticed that his side had the advantage, so he shouted: "Come here and drive these Dornishmen away. I want to have a good fight with this annoying little noble of the river."
When Arthur heard this, he knew that it was not good, so he gave the Demon Mountain a blow with a sword, and at the cost of making an obvious dent in his left arm armor, he struck Denson who was protecting the Mountain's side.
"Stab him to death."
The Dornish soldiers had already cooperated well with Arthur, so one of them went around and shot Denson in the back.
This man was stabbed to death, and Polliver's force was only the same as that of an elite Western soldier, and he was stabbed to death with one shot after three strikes.
Before the eight Western soldiers rushed over, the place became a one-on-five Demon Mountain situation.
So he, who was unguarded on the flanks and behind, was stabbed again until he knelt down on one knee.
Arthur also gave him a hard blow on the back of the head just like last time.
"No." The sweet-talking Raph roared in the distance.
This guy is also a die-hard fan of Magic Mountain, and he doesn't want to see his idol suffer any harm.
So he stopped attacking the village and let the remaining fifty people rush directly through the protective magic mountain.
Now Arthur is even more in danger.
After learning about the death of the two younger brothers behind him, Mo Shan said in a low voice: "I swear, you will not have an easy time when you die, especially you, Bracken, your asshole will be so big that your hammer can be inserted into it."
The Mountain is still very interested in his little brother, and now he just wants to thrust the spears of these Dornishmen into the buttholes of the enemies in front of him.
The remaining backbone of the Blood Troupe were all cavalry, so Arthur's side temporarily maintained its flexibility advantage.
But after those fifty-two people joined the battlefield, they were really at a disadvantage.
After a while, only the five backbones of the Blood Troupe, four Dornish spearmen, Ange and Arthur were left on Arthur's side.
There are still seventy-nine enemies.
"Sir Arthur, if we can't do this, let's withdraw." The leader of the Blood Troupe, Wagg, was actually alive and shouted at Arthur from a distance.
He didn't feel bad when his subordinate died, after all, the remaining commission fell into his hands.
But it's a bit silly for his sponsor to persist even though he obviously can't beat him.
If it weren't for Angai's arrows on the sidelines, Wagg felt that he would have disappeared without a trace.
Arthur also felt that this battle was a bit difficult. If he hadn't had to hold back the Magic Mountain, he would have gone to the Western Soldiers to open the unparalleled weapon.
Which round got a group of soldiers hanging out in front of him.
Mo Shan also knew that his opponent had reached his limit, so he raised his sword and shouted: "Come on together, there are only a few of them."
So seventy-eight people gathered around the magic mountain, and then Wuyangyang rushed over
It looked like Arthur and the others were dead.
But at this moment, a voice came from afar: "Friend, hold on, the Darry family is coming."
"The Piper family is here too."
Then, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and dozens of people charged forward to the battlefield.
"Well done, this warrior."
While Marco Piper was praising Arthur for fighting against the Mountain, he slashed down a Western soldier with his long sword.
At the same time, the village gate of Xie'er Village also opened, and hundreds of farmers holding axes and dung forks rushed out.
"Masters, hold on."
The newly arrived reinforcements from Hejian are all cavalry, which are much more mobile than the Western Border soldiers. There are also many farmers in Xie'er Village, so they crowd the battlefield and allow the Western Border soldiers to fight alone.
The situation on the battlefield was reversed. Mo Shan was helpless and shouted: "Retreat, retreat."
Finally, after leaving twenty-one more corpses behind, the remaining fifty-eight people from the Magic Mountain side managed to escape.
Although the reinforcements from the Riverlands are all cavalry, if they catch up, they will not have an advantage in numbers.
So the pursuit was stopped.
"Arthur Bracken, it's you!" Marco Piper, who started the conversation, recognized Arthur who had lifted his mask and said in surprise.
"Who can fight against the Magic Mountain for such a long time? It turns out to be you, so it's not surprising."
Then the heir to the Pink City pointed at Arthur and introduced him to his companions.
A middle-aged strong man with gray hair and beard dismounted and walked up to Arthur.
"I have heard of you, an upright lord."
Ma Ke also turned over and dismounted, and ran to Arthur's side without even having time to wipe the sword in his hand.
"This is Raymond Darry, the lord of Darry City."
Then another important figure also appeared, Karel Vance, the heir to the Vance family in Travel's Rest.
"I've heard for a long time that you won Duke Eddard's tourney championship, but I haven't seen you since our last visit to Stonehedge City. I didn't expect to meet you here. What a fate."
Seeing that Arthur had been entangled with the Magic Mountain for so long, several people praised the Lord of Moulin Rouge.
Although Arthur enjoyed the flattery, he did not forget the business: "What are you doing?"
Ma Ke smiled awkwardly and explained to Arthur.
It turned out that Riverrun knew about the evil deeds of the Mountain, and Duke Hoster, who was seriously ill, suddenly became energetic, so he sent these people to chase the soldiers of the West while collecting evidence of the Mountain's crimes, and then brought them to King's Landing for the Iron Throne to preside over
justice.
But they didn't expect that they lost track of the Magic Mountain, so they headed east along the Red Fork River and went south around the north side of God's Eye Lake, where they finally met the Magic Mountain heading north and Arthur who was pursuing them.
"Next we are going to King's Landing with the witnesses behind us. Arthur, do you want to go?"
Ma Ke enthusiastically extended the invitation.
Arthur curled his lips, disapproving.
If Robert were still alive, the alliance of the four families of Fish, Wolf, Deer and Eagle would be enough to crush the Lannister family, and Lord Hoster's move would be justified.
Unfortunately, this unbreakable alliance is about to fall apart, and this move is in vain.
"I won't go. Magic Mountain is still absconding. I have to chase him to prevent him from continuing to harm the people in the river, so I need some people."
He made his request.
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