Quanyou: I loaded the Demon Hunter system

Chapter 119 Victory, capture, status quo
The Virgin Valley finally calmed down, because the bloody killing had just ended.

Looking around, there was no longer a red-clothed figure who could stand up on the battlefield. Occasionally, a war horse with a broken leg let out a dying cry.

Jaime Lannister was tied up and kneeling on the ground, his once golden hair now stained with blood and mud and ugly.

After Clay ended his duel with the Kingslayer, he did not intervene in the final battle.

He is not a bloodthirsty lunatic. Killing is a method, not a pleasure. The blood shed today is enough, and the rest can be left to his loyal subordinates.

Riding up the high slope, there, the battle flags of all the nobles in the north were flying high, and the victorious nobles were all excited about the victory.

Seeing that his own commander, who dominated this victory and captured King Slayer Jaime Lannister one-on-one on the battlefield, was approaching him little by little, the adults in the northern border stopped talking and stared at him. Clay's face.

Now, none of them would treat Clay Manderly as a child. The corpses of two thousand Lannister cavalrymen were enough for him to be respected by all the northern nobles.

Since then, the West Route Army has never had any discordant voices, and Clay has already proved it with his own strength:
Follow me and you will win!
"Everyone, no one was injured, right? We still have two big battles to fight, and everyone's help is indispensable."

What he said was old-fashioned, as if an old commander was making a very friendly inquiry about his deployment, but no one thought it was inappropriate, and instead they all patted their chests with smiles on their faces.

"It's okay, Lord Clay, with these Lannisters alone, they can't hurt us."

"That's right, my lord, this battle was really beautiful. Two thousand Lannister troops were wiped out. I just went to see them. The armor on each of them is good, and so are those swords."

"My lord, let's modify these equipment a little bit, get rid of those ugly lion heads and other things, and replace them with our logo. This is ours."

The adults immersed in the victory are very excited. Armor is not easy to damage. Two thousand corpses are roughly equal to two thousand sets of equipment.

As we all know, Lord Tywin's shit is made of gold. The Lannister family is so rich, and their military equipment is also the best in the Seven Kingdoms. Maybe it's the local tyrants in the Reach who can compare with them .

For the northern region where the iron smelting technology is not very developed, except for the white port where the commercial trade is extremely prosperous, most of the families are relatively short of money, or even don't need money at all, and directly barter.

Therefore, everyone went all the way south, but in fact they all wore lighter mail armor.

This thing... How should I put it, it is convenient, but it is not enough defensively. Although the northern cavalry is brave, it is still a bit difficult to use it to attack the fully armed and well-prepared Lannister armored army.

Even if he can barely defeat his opponent, his own casualties will be very heavy. There is no way, the inferiority of equipment cannot be fully made up for by courage.

Seeing the northern nobles who are about to turn this place into a spoils gathering, Clay knew that they were talking to him. They all fell in love with these two thousand pairs of well-made armor, but You can't ask for it clearly.

He knew that Clay didn't want to make trouble because of this kind of thing. Now is the time to employ people, and it is very necessary to sacrifice some interests to maintain the unity of the army.

"Okay, my lords, can you listen to me?"

Clay yelled with a smile, and the effect was surprisingly good. Immediately, all the noisy northerners shut up, and looked at their commander expectantly.

"On the battlefield, we are all soldiers, and we don't engage in those nonsensical things. Now I will tell you clearly that everyone present has a share in these equipments. I will determine the proportion of people from my own family in the army." How much equipment will be allocated to you, understand?"

Clay didn't intend to talk about his military exploits. In this battle, everyone rushed down the hill from all directions. It is meaningless to say who is the first in terms of merit. You say what you say, and I say mine.

Therefore, dividing directly by head may reduce the desire of some adults in the northern border to rob, but it is a plan that everyone can accept, that's all.

The adults looked at each other, a little embarrassed, they didn't expect the commander to be so direct, and directly broke their minds, but it's okay, everyone likes a straightforward person.

"Okay, since Master Clay has said so, then we have no objection. Let these equipment stay here for now, and we'll talk about it later."

Earl Glover was the first to support Clay's decision, and everyone had nothing to say, and expressed their support one after another.

"Then it's settled, Chrissen, you go to Raventree City, now, contact the city lord, let him send everyone out, and take off the two thousand sets of equipment for me. Give him twenty sets out of my share."

As the eldest son of the local tycoon of the Manderly family in White Harbor, the cavalry of the family are all plate armor, similar to these Lannisters lying on the ground. He didn't think these equipment were so rare.

"Okay my lord, I'm going now."

Krissen agreed, and immediately rode his horse towards the north. Although it was about to fall into the night, he didn't hesitate at all. Night would have the least impact on the demon hunters.

"My lord, what is your next order?"

Earl Seven asked, it was already sunset and night was approaching, and everyone was exhausted after fighting for so long.

Clay understood what he meant, and also agreed with the underlying meaning of his words. Soldiers must rest after a battle. It is meaningless to march in the dark now. If soldiers don't get rest, there will be big problems.

He dared to make such a big deal because all the Lannisters he committed in the future would stay at the bottom of the Valley of the Virgins. Otherwise, Clay would have to compete with the rout for time, and immediately launched an attack on Lannis in Riverrun. Attack of the Great Battalion.

"The entire army camped outside the southern part of the Virgin Valley. Everyone has a good night's rest. Everyone, tell everyone to recharge your batteries. Tomorrow, I will take them to kick the Lannister nest in Riverrun."

These words won the cheers of everyone present. The cheers were centered here and spread out layer by layer. The soldiers also enjoyed the joy of victory. They defeated the mighty Lannister army led by Kingslayer. It is a great honor.

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At night, camp on the south side of Virgin Valley
In the central tent, the adults, who had simply washed off their blood stains, gathered again in Clay's army tent, and they wanted to discuss tomorrow's attack plan.

Now, the biggest threat has been eliminated, and the two thousand Lannister cavalry have been wiped out, which means that Clay's troops can already crush the ten thousand Lannister infantry in Riverrun in terms of mobility.

Now, the first round of the match between the two sides is over, and Clay has won. In the second round of the bet, since the initiative on the battlefield returned to Clay, it was Clay's turn to play first.

Spread out on the wooden box is a military map, which shows the terrain near Riverrun, although, well, the drawing technology needs to be improved.

Clay has wanted to talk about his poor drawing ability more than once. Every time he sees this person, he sees a broken map that he understands, and he has no place to vomit.

A dot is a city, and a few green tree branches are a forest. If you ask me what are these dark, curved lines, they are of course rivers!

In addition to the distance is not bad, the other aspects are really hard to say.

No way, on this condition, although Clay desperately wants a topographic map with meticulous workmanship and accurate marking, he knows very well that it is useless to criticize the cartographer in the army, because that guy's job probably has something to do with it nothing.

"My lords, regarding tomorrow's action, I will seek everyone's opinions and suggestions before starting the battle. If you have anything to say, you must make it clear tonight. By tomorrow, there will only be one voice in the legion."

Clay's voice was not at all relaxed and happy when he was joking with them in the evening, it was full of seriousness and earnestness.

"By tomorrow, our enemy will not be two thousand, but a full ten thousand, and without the help of today's terrain, so, everyone, we will really face head-to-head in the future."

As a commander, Clay doesn't care whether these people really understand or not, these reminders must be done in place, and proud soldiers must be defeated. He understands this truth. The Kingslayer is complacent, and there are nearly 4 Lannisters in the entire Hejian battlefield.

"Master Cray, we listen to you, we will fight tomorrow as you say!"

Some people said so, but some people still stared at the confluence of the Tengshi River and the Hongcha River on the map, frowning silently.

After all, there were 1 people. The Tengshi River and the Red Fork River separated them from the Beidaying Camp, which also meant that Clay and the others were also separated.

The river near Riverrun City was so fast that it was impossible for horses to swim across it. Therefore, attacking the Beidaying camp alone would definitely not work. Even if they could keep all 3000 people there, they would not be able to capture the remaining 5000 people.

They already knew that most of Lannister's cavalry came to their North Camp, so the number there should have dropped to 3000, and their strength was actually the lowest among the three camps.

This is also the purpose of Clay's meeting with them. This sudden news made Clay prepare to change his previous plan. Although the ultimate goal is to wipe out the 1 people, according to the actual situation, he must make more reasonable adjustments up.

"Everyone, I have an idea. I want to abandon the North Camp. The main force of the whole army will bypass the Tengshi River and directly attack the Southwest and Southeast camps on the south bank of the Tengshi River."

Clay came up with an idea that most northern nobles didn't understand.

If you don't want to eat such an obvious large piece of fat in the North Camp, why do you cross the Tengshi River and look for the bad luck of the two big camps in the southwest, southeast and south?

You know, once the North Camp found that the south was under attack, what would they do if they realized that they couldn't rescue them and ran away?
This is a very real problem. Not everyone has the courage to cross the river to rescue friendly troops, especially when they encounter a sudden attack and cannot protect themselves.

When a catastrophe strikes, running separately is the most instinctive choice of human beings. No one can deny this, and it is also the biggest possibility.

(End of this chapter)