Quanyou: I loaded the Demon Hunter system

Chapter 283 Almost

Krissen's army was a few hours ahead of Clay's army, but because he had all cavalry on his side, his speed was faster than Clay's. In the North Camp, Clay's soldiers had just left halfway.

On the other hand, Edmure Tully, because the objective distance was relatively short, they had already rushed to the edge of the battlefield when Krissen was fighting in the northern camp.

Seeing the miasma, the vanguard cavalry commanded by Sir Brynden Tully felt very troublesome.

Because they don't know from which direction to attack inside.

Because of Krissen's sneak attack, which doesn't talk about martial arts, the northern camp is now in chaos. As the highest commander of the entire army, the old lion who is supervising the battle at the east gate certainly knows this situation.

Seeing that the small group of diehards at the east gate couldn't get it down, they launched a counter-charge and took back the section of the city wall that they had managed to occupy.

Tywin Lannister could only sigh, and ordered a new wave of troops to bring some new troops who had just fished in the rear to continue the attack.

And he himself rushed to the Beidaying with a thousand elite troops.

He was also thinking about those two stupid and unlucky guys. If these two guys were captured by the northerners, then he wouldn't have to fight this battle. Surrender early and have a decent ending.

He was a little worried about leaving it to others to put out the fire, anyway, the East Gate would not be able to be captured for a while.

And so, Tywin Lannister, the largest lion banner began to move north.

And in the city, Robb Stark, who was almost covered in blood, saw this scene, and his whole body seemed to be exhausted in an instant.

He slumped against the only half of the battlements below, panting heavily.

He was a man, not a god, and this man had his entire right hand holding the sword taken away.

Therefore, in the battle just now, although he had extremely rich combat experience and escaped most of the attacks, he still suffered a lot of trauma.

Although it is not fatal, it is simply a miracle for Rob Stark, who was originally lingering on the sick bed, to survive until now.

At this time, in the southeast direction, the 1000 people who were swindled to death by Tywin Lannister with a lot of money were finally stopped by the tenacious northern defenders, leaving more than 300 corpses behind, and the rest retreated angrily.

Seeing their comrades fall to the ground and turned into a miserable pile of rotten flesh, the fear of death finally defeated their greed for wealth, and they finally regained their sobriety. After that, they never launched any attacks against the towering walls of Harrenhal. Not even an attack.

As soon as they stopped here, the people piled up here were released. Just at this time, news of the emergency at the east gate came again and again, so, like the firefighting captain, the northern army marched along the city wall towards the city. Run towards the east gate for reinforcements.

Finally, they rushed to the east gate before the westerners were about to kill all the northern defenders on the gate tower, and then, cooperating with the remaining ten or so people, they pushed the western army back.

When all the dust settled, someone finally remembered and shouted in horror:
"Where is Your Majesty? Where is His Majesty?"

This is where things went wrong. Robb Stark didn't tell anyone when he came out of the King Burning Tower this time. As a result, almost no one knew that the king was here, so no one came to send him in time. Heavy troops came to reinforce the East Gate, only treating it as an ordinary battlefield.

Therefore, when the red-eyed living people finally calmed down, a few bright-minded people, after looking around the faces of the disheveled people, found that the king they had just seen was not there, and they began to panic. up.

"Your Majesty? What Your Majesty? What are you talking about?"

asked Jon Amber, who had hurried over.

Robb Stark sent out to inform his guards that not long after he set off, he was killed on the street on the spot by a stone bullet thrown over the head by a catapult from Lannister.

The whole of Harrenhal is in a state of chaos. Those who hurried past saw this guy died without struggling, and no one went to clean him up. He is still crushed under the stone.

Therefore, the story of Robb Stark fighting alone at the East Gate was not spread at all, which led to his side being almost wiped out, and Jon Amber rushed over with the fire brigade.

After listening to several surviving East Gate soldiers and explaining what they wanted to express, Jon Amber's eyes went dark.

There are more than 200 people in the east gate, and the only ones who can stand here now are the dozen or so lucky ones in front of them. The gray and red corpses of the northern army and the western army covered the entire vicinity of the east gate layer by layer. .

The incontinence caused by death and the stench permeated every inch of the air, making it difficult for Jon Amber, who was used to the smell of the battlefield, to breathe.

But at this time, how can he care about these things? Rob Stark, the king of the North, wants to see people when he is born, and he wants to see corpses when he dies. Hurry up and find him!
So, all the people who had seen what Robb Stark looked like were all sent out, and the North Gate didn't need to give first aid, they had to find him first.

Jon Umber sent the man out almost hopping.

Before his mentality was about to explode, he finally got the news.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Jon Umber knelt down slowly in front of the battlement on which Robb Stark was leaning.

Seeing Robb Stark for the first time, the heart of the Earl of Last Hearth was half cold.

There is no normal color on the body of the person in front of him, and there are dark red bloodstains everywhere, and he doesn't know whether it is the enemy's or his own.

A steel sword was still tightly held in his left hand, and the blade had been curled everywhere, with gaps appearing.

Jon Amber didn't know how much perseverance he used to reach out and put his fingers, which were almost shaking like chaff, next to Rob Stark's neck.

The hands are all slippery, this is not describing any ambiguous scene.

This is the blood dripping from the half of Robb Stark's earlobe cut off by the blade.

Then Jon Umber felt the warmth of the stars and the moon, and the low, almost imperceptible, but still present throbbing.

"Hurry up! Come on, thick clothes, a stretcher, hurry up! Your Majesty is still alive!"

Jon Umber almost growled the words.

Rob Stark could die, but he must not die visibly in front of the soldiers, which would be devastating to Harrenhal's morale.

The moment he stretched out his hand just now, Jon Amber was thinking in his heart that even if Robb Stark had already gone to see the gods, he would lie that the King in the North was still alive and ask the soldiers to take him first. Go back to the Burning Tower.

He didn't want to engage in any conspiracy. Rob Stark had already arranged his affairs very well. If he didn't leave this time, he was actually begging for death.

Assigning the rest of the soldiers to reinforce the north gate, which had already been brainwashed, Jon Amber followed and returned to the Burning King Tower.

Those doctors with two swords were summoned, and when they entered the Burning King Tower, they were locked up by Jon Amber.

At this time, the value of wounded soldiers is far lower than that of Robb Stark, the king. Although everyone has two shoulders against one head, there has never been fairness in this world.

"Look, how is your majesty doing?"

Jon Umber spoke eagerly.

Several doctors looked at each other. Although the King of the North, who was breathing in a lot and breathing out a little, was one step away from seeing the Seven Gods when he tilted his head, but after all, he was still alive, so they had to save him.

So, they teamed up and peeled off Robb Stark's clothes, which had been completely wet with blood and were now frozen hard.

Then, they saw dense wounds, his entire right arm, and the unbearable festering on the right upper body.

With such an injury, a normal person would have been lying in bed long ago, waiting for the call of the gods. The king was actually able to command an army with a huge disparity in number, blocking the attack of thousands of Lannisters.

What's even more outrageous is that he can still fight on the front line even when the right side of his habitual sword is completely paralyzed. The people present don't know what kind of vision they should use to view Rob Shi Tucker up.

He should be a general and a good soldier, rather than a king who strategizes and coordinates the overall situation.

It was not his fault at all that his father's sudden departure had greatly shortened his development time and pushed him into this position.

……

With one operation, this group of Bodhisattvas who could be regarded as rescuers on the battlefield in a bad situation were finally wrapped by Rob Stark again.

The current Harrenhal is already full of snow, and the temperature drops very fast, even the bag is not too worried about infection.

In fact, it's all bullshit to think about it, because the doctors have already confessed to Jon Umber.

"Oh, there is no other way. The infection on the right side has reached the bone. Your Majesty has been here for a few days now. Your Majesty Earl, please be prepared. My level is limited. At most... I can only let Your Majesty suffer less for these few days." That's all."

After speaking, he sighed and walked towards the small black room prepared for him.

Before the news of Rob Stark's death is made public, none of them can leave, they all understand, it's just normal means.

These doctors can also understand that they are almost exhausted these days, although this kind of rest makes them a little uneasy, but since it comes, let it be at ease, so let's do it.

……

Jon Umber came to the balcony, and beside him was Theon Greyjoy who had just heard the news from the battlefield at the North Gate and hurried back.

In another timeline, the culprit who entered Winterfell and displaced the Stark family is now pacing back and forth in front of Jon Amber with red eyes.

He never imagined that Robb Stark would be really stupid enough to personally participate in the defense of the city.

At any rate, he didn't die on the battlefield directly, but was carried back whole. If under the offensive just now, his head had been chopped off by the people from the western region, then Dongmen would have surrendered by now.

"Lord Earl, it's not an option to go on like this. Your Majesty will definitely not be able to survive this catastrophe. We have to find a way to break through."

Of course Jon Amber knew, but in the current situation, the east gate almost fell today, and the north gate is still fighting, how can they break through?

At this moment, they heard the excited shouts of the soldiers outside:
"Reinforcements! Reinforcements are coming!"

(End of this chapter)