Chapter 41 Battle with the Young Wolf Lord

Author: Leaning on the railing and letting the wind blow

Chapter 41 Battle with the Young Wolf Lord

Caitlin stood restlessly in the stronghold, surrounded by thirty majestic Northland knights.

In fact, it is not accurate to say that they are knights. Most of the people in the north are descendants of the ancestors and do not believe in the Seven Gods. Naturally, they will not apply holy oil in the church, recite the oath, and become knights. But these soldiers wearing helmets and shaking armor are not inferior.

for any knight.

Her son led six thousand men to attack a Lannister army three times their size. Robb was just a child under the age of sixteen. As a mother, how could she not be worried?

She could only sit and silently pray to the gods, warriors, Heavenly Father, and the Holy Mother

When the sound of horse hooves came from the mountains and forests, she couldn't help but look up at the gray and white flags and the running direwolves. Thank the gods, he saw the boy in gray armor at the front of the team.

He grew a beard and looked more like a man, and his fiery red hair flashed like flames in the dark night.

Caitlin noticed that they tied a person with hemp rope, with golden hair, and armor with a roaring lion on it. She naturally recognized this person, it was the damned regicide.

Jaime Lannister was carried and thrown off his horse, his face still a little unruly.

People around him began to clamor to kill the regicide.

Caitlin also wished she could kill this blond devil now, but her husband and daughter were still in their hands.

Suddenly there was a commotion at the bottom of the mountain, and the scouts on guard suddenly came to report, "Lord Stark, a cavalry force came down from the river."

For a moment, the eyes of everyone who had been in a cheerful atmosphere became serious.

"Can you see how many people there are?"

The scout shook his head, "The flames were soaring into the sky, and there were nearly two thousand in the vanguard alone."

Robb Stark turned around and was about to mount his horse. He raised his shawl, but his arm was suddenly pulled by someone. He turned around and met his mother's eyes.

"Robb." Catelyn called to her son softly.

He twitched his hand hard, then jumped onto his horse. He ordered the guards guarding his mother, "Take my mother back to Luanhe City and ask Count Frey to open the doorway."

After saying that, he led a group of cavalry to rush down to the river valley to kill.

Cole's cavalry rushed in like sharp swords, and the people leading the northern cavalry reacted quickly. They quickly gathered several cavalry groups to face the enemy head-on.

The swords and soldiers met, Cole danced his sword a few times, and killed several oncoming cavalry. They roared like a gust of wind, and ran hundreds of meters in a few breaths. Cole did not know where he died.

No matter how many people you have in your hands, you will just kill them whenever you see them.

Often a handover can determine the winner. He opened the Eye of Time to avoid several fatal attacks, and he was also very powerful when he dismounted the good horse. At least one charge passed by, and both he and the horse were safe.

When he looked back, there was chaos around him, with shouts of death, curses, and screams. It made his head spin. Is this a battlefield?

A man approached with a spear and was kicked over by the horse. Cole took the reins and kicked the horse over him.

Continuing to slash at the nearest enemy with his sword, he passed by the head of a northerner on a cold winter night, and a head rose into the sky.

Cole continued to rush towards the next person as fast as the wind.

The cold winter night is like a ruthless blade of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the enemy.

The Northerners were retreating, and a group of cavalry gathered at Cole's side again. They chased after the enemy and worked together to assassinate the lone man.

At this time, a group of well-equipped cavalry rushed out from the forest. The leader was covered in armor, followed by a huge gray-black beast. The flag looked like a gray running wolf on a white background.

They broke out from the left wing and caught Cole and others by surprise.

The two groups of cavalry mingled together and instantly became a mess.

Korzema made a patrol, and there were cavalry surrounding him, so the enemy could not get close for the time being.

He discovered the location of the enemy general. Needless to say, the man who led the direwolf to kill the enemy must be Robb Stark.

Because the direwolves were always guarding Robb, the horses did not dare to get close, so a vacuum formed around him. Not only the horses were afraid of this monster, but people were also afraid of it.

As soon as Cole got closer, the horse beneath him stopped obeying.

Robb also spotted him. Cole's armor was not conspicuous, but just now Robb had seen clearly that all the Lannister knights were surrounding Cole's wings.

In an instant, both of them seemed to have reached a tacit decision to fight.

Robb lightly clipped his spurs and came with a sword, his momentum was like a wolf attacking the moon.

At this time, the war horse under Cole's crotch finally stopped its restlessness, and Cole also rushed away with the force of a rainbow.

The cold light exchanged, causing violent tremors. The two men were going back and forth on the war horses, showing their murderous intent.

Under the firelight, Robb finally saw clearly the face under the half-helmet. He felt that this person was very familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was for the moment.

I just heard Cole say, "Long time no see, Lord Stark."

Yes, how could Lord Robb, who had so many things to do, remember an insignificant cook?

Cole's two swords flew in the air, and he attacked with both hands. After a while, Robb fell below.

He chopped off the horse's head with Winter's Night, causing Robb to fall down. Cole came riding his horse against the moon, his sword dripping with blood.

Every sound of the horse's hooves is like the ringing of death's bell.

Suddenly a gray shadow covered the moonlight and flew towards me in the sky.

Cole's eyes narrowed. He has been waiting for you for a long time. He loosened the reins and removed his feet from the stirrups. Cole leaned back and dismounted, letting the direwolf named "Grey Wind" jump into the air.

Its hair stood up, and its blood-red eyes shone fiercely in the moonlight. Cole could clearly see the sharp fangs exposed when he opened his mouth.

At this time, Robb also raised his sword and stood up, and one wolf and one man surrounded Cole.

He spat on the ground, then turned sideways, with a sword on his left and right, pointing directly at the two enemies.

"Just enough to kill both wolf cubs."

He opened his sword and quickly struck at Robb's side.

The Young Wolf Master did not show any weakness and faced him with his sword. Cole combined his two swords in one slash, forcing him to take two steps back.

At this time, the wolf behind him also came up to kill him. Cole quickly jumped away and put the two enemies in front of him.

Robb patted the direwolf's body, and the wolf jumped into the woods. Cole knew that he wanted to put the direwolf in the dark.

"I hope to know who my opponent is?" He coughed twice and then asked Cole.

"Cole, I was lucky enough to serve as a cook in Winterfell for a few days." Cole approached with his sword.

Following his words, Robb seemed to recall something.

"I didn't expect it was you."

"My lord, I will take care of you. Now I will fight for the Lannister."

The sword light slashed down like an arcing moon, the speed was amazing, but Robb could still cope with it.

Direwolves rushed out of the woods from time to time, but they never pounced on him.

This is extremely flexible.

Cole was also frightened. Although they only fought for a few moments, it gradually became difficult.
Chapter completed!