Quanyou: I loaded the Demon Hunter system

Chapter 280 Crazy Harvest
Clay finally came to the battlefield of Harrenhal. Behind him, the banners of the Riverlands, the Manderly family and the Karstark family in the north were flying, and an army of nearly troops was rumbling behind him.

But he had to admit that he was late.

……

The more than 400 cavalry led by Krissen directly attacked the opponent.

While he said he didn't care about the Lannister cavalry on the flanks trying to outflank him, it was a general rule of the field not to let their opponents do what they wanted.

Therefore, Krissen does not intend to give these Lannisters any more preparation time.

The heavy cavalry charged, first walking in small steps, and then slowly began to run. Finally, at a distance of about 100 meters from the Lannister army's line, Krissen's troops began to charge at full speed.

In doing so, it takes into account the cavalry's high-speed impact capability while maximizing the formation without being scattered.

On the Lannister side, seeing these guys with blood on their lances rushing towards them like iron bumps, many Lannister soldiers were nervous and thirsty.

Krissen could hear the Lannister Commander in front of him, yelling non-stop:

"Stay in formation and don't be afraid."

"The spears turn outwards and stab them to death!"

There was a sound of horseshoes, and when he saw the approaching, Krissen made a gesture with his left hand, which had been empty all along.

The magic power gathered from the body to the palm and between the hands.

Just listening, he silently recited the name of the seal in his heart:
"Alder!"

There was a deep bang, and the blue-white shock wave flashed away, and the four Lannister sword-shieldmen in front of Krissen's horse, the shields in their hands, and their bodies were thrown away in response.

Even the spearman behind him fell to the ground in an instant.

The horses also wearing heavy armor tore through the first and second lines without any resistance, which are also the most difficult defense lines to break through. Then, Krissen saw those faces in front of the horses, whose faces were full of horror. A Lannister archer who manages to fire a few arrows.

The breakthrough came so fast that these guys who were originally quietly outputting in the back row had no time to react.

It was hard for them to understand how the guy in front of him, whose murderous aura was almost thick to the point of substance, broke through the defense line of his comrades in front.

It was as if this guy just knocked them into the air.

But now, they have no extra time to think about such issues.

Because, Krissen's lance was already in front of their eyes.

Bleeding!
Due to the high speed of the horse, the sharp lance directly penetrated the chest of a guy on the right side of Krissen, and the point of the gun came out from behind. In less than ten seconds, the guy on the point of the gun had already Died of haemorrhage.

With a wave of his arm, Krissen slammed the unlucky bastard at the array of Lannister archers who were drawing their bows and arrows on the other side. Then, he turned the horse's head and moved towards Lannister's archers in the back row. Accelerated and rushed over.

The cavalry followed by Krissen, of course understood what the commander meant. They followed the breach opened by Krissen, and immediately opened the hole to the point that the Lannister infantry could not close it.

They then spontaneously split in two directions and began slamming into the Lannister's rear row of archers.

This is the biggest advantage of cavalry on the battlefield. They are flexible enough. As long as they are allowed, they can quickly reach any place they want to go, and many tactics are also possible to execute.

Krissen led the most elite heavy armored cavalry, and used them to harvest weak long-range units such as archers. Sometimes, there was no need for cavalry on horseback to shoot their guns.

As long as you control the speed of the horses, use the chest wrapped in iron armor to knock them down to the ground, and then be trampled to death by the horseshoes of the brothers following up from the back row.

This scene startled the commander of the Lannister army on one side, a knight from the Marbrand family of the branded city.

His name is Adam Marbrand, heir to Brand City and the eldest son of Earl Damon Marbrand.

The little lord had originally stayed in the camp, serving as a part of the Lannister barracks at the north gate. His father, Damon Marbrand, knew very well that this battle would be bloody, so, for the Marbrand family As long as his heir was not extinct, he locked his son in the barracks and took part in the siege battle with the western army.

But the young sergeant is young and energetic, how can he bear this anger? No, the young sergeant knew it just after Chrissen's army defeated the two hundred cavalry patrols. The infantry assembled hastily formed such a paper-thin line of defense.

It can only be said that it is a good thing to have the heart to fight, but it also depends on the occasion and the choice of the partner.

He didn't know how to weigh himself, this kind of behavior can only be accurately described as sending to death.

"Quickly, the young guards go to the rear, enter the wall of the village, and let them open the door!"

The head of the guards of the Marbrand family is an experienced veteran in the battlefield. Looking at the situation, he knows that the 800 people are definitely doomed.

One face-to-face was pierced by others. Now this group of people from the north who don't know where they came from are wantonly harvesting their own archer troops.

When the archers were almost dead and the rest fled in all directions, the group of cavalry could completely tear apart the line of defense consisting of spearmen and sword-shieldmen from the rear.

Then divide and surround them.

Several guards of the Marbrand family, who had a burning tree embroidered with orange smoke on their chests, immediately dragged the little master who hadn't reacted and ran back with a wink.

According to the current state of this group of vicious cavalry, if the young knight's obvious aristocratic demeanor is discovered by them, he must be their first attack target.

Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, who knows if this group of crazy guys will get mad and stab the little jazz in the chest with a spear.

If such a thing really happened, then these guards would be executed one by one by the enraged Earl Damon Marbrand, and there was absolutely no possibility of them surviving.

So, hurry up and send this little ancestor into the wall of the village, and hope that these things can slightly stop the attacking spearhead of this group of northern cavalry.

It can only be said that according to the general logic, the head guard is right to understand this way.

Because like Krissen, he already had an excellent harvesting opportunity. As long as he wanted to, how many of the eight hundred infantrymen could go back was up to him.

But the problem is, the primary goal of Krissen's visit today is not to kill people.

He wanted to rush into the camp of the Lannister army, turn him upside down, and then appear under the castle of Harrenhal to give spiritual support to the defenders on the city.

After reaping too many lives from Krissen himself, the lance that had been tucked under his arm finally reached the limit of its lifespan, and broke off from the handle with a click.

Without the slightest hesitation, Krissen threw the half-trunk stick in his hand fiercely. After knocking over a Lannister spearman, he drew out the sharp steel sword at his waist and continued to charge.

He was not afraid at all. Originally, the thick iron armor provided enough defensive ability. The feathered arrows shot by the Lannister archers before hit the armor. None of the effects.

Moreover, this kid is very chicken thief, every time he feels that Kun En's shield is almost consumed, he will make up for it in time.

Normally, his magic power would not recover so quickly, but now his job is to hit people with horses, and the damage he receives is actually very little, so he can achieve the Quen cycle on this battlefield.

It can be said to be very rambunctious.

Until now, this kid is still in an unscathed state. As the spearhead of the attack, he was the first to eat crabs...ah no, he was the first to bear the pressure. This is almost a miracle.

Soon, most of the 800 Lannister army and 300 archers were beheaded by Krissen's more than 400 cavalry, and the rest dispersed, leaving the entire battlefield empty.

It's not their fault, this is not playing a 2D plane game, and it's only done by killing all the soldiers of an army.

In fact, an army that can withstand a quarter of casualties and maintain its organizational structure is already considered an iron army in any dimension.

For these three hundred archers, it is already considered very good to be able to carry this amount.

Although, it is undeniable that they only have two legs, and if they want to run, they can't run as fast as the four legs of the cavalry horses like Krissen.

After the harvest, Krissen led the army to regroup among the remaining Lannister army formations and the wall at the north gate.

Heavy cavalry is no better than light cavalry. Each round of charging consumes a lot of horses, and they must stop to let the horses recover.

And these clumsy Lannister infantry instinctively wanted to turn around at this time, because the enemy was right behind them, but because their commander, the Sir of the Marbrand family, had been captured by his fellow guards. Get away.

Therefore, they completely lost command.

However, it would be difficult for them to expect them, who were basically farmers and craftsmen, to play their own initiative on the battlefield and adjust their formation spontaneously.

Therefore, their formation became more chaotic.

Originally, this round of charges by more than 400 riders from Krissen had already made them terrified. The screams of the archers behind them still echoed in their ears, and the strong smell of blood lingered on the tip of their noses, which lingered for a long time.

Moreover, now that they had lost their commander, they didn't know what to do. Some of them turned hastily, aiming their spears and steel swords at the rear.

However, others did not do so, and for a while, the army was in chaos.

They even had a quarrel over the formation.

Later, it developed into a fatal blow to morale.

I don't know who it was, but he couldn't bear it first, he dropped the weapon in his hand with a strange cry, and started to break away from the army, fleeing frantically in a direction he thought was safe.

There are always a lot of smart people. When one person does this, the people behind him immediately follow up. In an instant, the defense line that was barely a line collapsed within a few breaths.

As they ran, they encountered the Lannister cavalry who had just outflanked them and wanted to steal Chrissen's ass.

Seeing this group of desperate deserters, the leader, Commander Lannister, showed disdain in his eyes.

Tywin Lannister is strict in running the army, and has always had no mercy for deserters.

As a result, heads flew up one by one.

Krissen didn't care about these things. After gathering his troops, he rested for a while, and then saw Adam Marbrand and his party who were trying to open the gate of the village.

There was a satisfied look on his face, he knew who his next target was.

(End of this chapter)