Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

The abandoned fishing village is located on the south bank of the mouth of the Trident River. Three leagues upstream from the north bank is the town of Saltworks. An island called Silent Island is located in the middle of the river.

When Sir Darren Grafson arrived here with his 'caravan', the entire abandoned fishing village was silent, just like the thousands of days and nights after that cloudy afternoon 14 years ago.

That was a story that happened shortly after the Battle of the Trident. At that time, a group of valley cavalry pursued the remnants of the royalists who were defeated in front of Ruby Beach. They marched all the way east, and when passing by this wealthy small fishing village, they looted this village.

In order to prevent the 'higher than honor' Duke Arryn from being liquidated later, they looted the fishing village and massacred the villagers without hesitation, leaving no one alive.

The abandoned fishing village is surrounded by a wetland overgrown with weeds. The path that once led to the fishing village has become no longer obvious due to the repeated high tides of the river for more than ten years.

Under Ser Daeron's order, the caravan of 28 people stopped about 800 yards outside the fishing village. Then Ser Daeron's attendant left the group alone, pushed aside the weeds that had almost blocked the view, and headed towards Go to the fishing village.

The squire rode carefully on the muddy and slippery road to the entrance of the fishing village, confirmed the secret signal with a guard in the fishing village, and then cautiously returned to Ser Daeron's side.

After confirming that nothing unexpected happened, Sir Daeron ordered all members of the caravan to dismount and head for the fishing village.

"Darren, have you noticed that this path is much muddier than when we last came?" On the way, old Sir Shalit said to his little master, "It's not the flood season now, there is no reason for the tide to rise here. , how could the ground be so soaked and soft?"

"Perhaps it rained heavily while we were away?" Sir Daeron guessed.

"Maybe, but I always feel a little uneasy in my heart," the old Sir shook his head, "And why didn't Sir Aris come out to pick us up this time? I just reminded him last time, and he didn't remember his responsibilities at all. ?”

"Oh, Uncle Shalit, I beg your forgiveness for Arys," Ser Daeron explained for his good brother, "He has lost his right hand, his sword hand! He was the most powerful among us. The knight is our vanguard officer, but now he can only lead people to do logistics work, so you have to allow him to feel that there is a gap in his mind."

"But not at this time, young master," Sir Shalit turned to look at Daeron and said firmly, "Do you still remember the promise you made to me when you left Seagull Town? You swore that you would not let your family suffer because of this. was implicated in the incident.”

"Yes, I swore."

"But now, Ser Arys's insouciance is dangerous. He may drag us into a bad situation. I ask that you remove him."

"Uncle Shalit, please spare me. Yaris is not my subordinate! He is a representative of the Darry family and is our most important ally. Where do I have the power to replace him?" Darren smiled bitterly, and then He defended softly,

"And how can there be such a bad situation? Our operation is over. Now we are just waiting to transfer all our things to the fishing village, and then board the ship that picks us up, and we will fly away!"

"Have you selectively forgotten the nearly a hundred people deployed by Sir Wilder around here? They are eager to eat us."

"Come on," Darren sneered, "If I hadn't been worried that killing them would attract greater attention and prevent us from having time to transport the remaining things, I would have followed Aris's wishes and set up an ambush. Annihilate them."

"I don't know what they have to worry about? They are just a bunch of idiots who were fooled by Simon." Darren said in a contemptuous tone, "If Wilder summons his entire Knight Alliance force, maybe it will be really good for us. Big trouble.

As for now? oh! Do you know what his plan is? That guy Simon wrote very clearly in his letter that the heavy infantry and crossbowmen that were relied upon to stabilize the infantry line in Wilder's plan all came from Darry City! Hahaha," Darren couldn't help laughing, "I'm already looking forward to the wonderful expression on Wilder's face when Sir Simon attacks them from behind. "

"Master, don't you think it's too quiet here?" Sir Shalit was not affected by Darren's arrogant mood. He had been observing the surroundings vigilantly. "And just now, the 'rice bug' also changed its password after exchanging passwords with us. Retreating to an abandoned fishing village, I have a bad feeling.”

"How could it be?" Daeron said, but he also suppressed the smile on his face. Sir Shalit's intuition has always been very accurate. According to the old Sir himself, his intuition saved him twice during the Usurper War. Second-rate.

"Everyone stop!" The next moment, Dai Lun directly ordered the entire team to stop in front of the entrance of the fishing village. Then he turned to his attendants, "Take two people to the fishing village to check the situation."

After hearing this, Dai Lun's attendant dismounted his horse and led the two men towards the village.

"Rice bug! Little Rosie, you saw us coming and why didn't you come out to greet us?" Dai Lun's attendant shouted loudly to the fishing village. However, it was not his two old friends who responded to him, but a round of intensive Rain of arrows.

Sixteen or seven archers suddenly appeared on top of the dilapidated houses in the fishing village, and shot arrows at the 'caravan' outside the village from a high position.

The three people who entered the fishing village first were the first to bear the brunt. A feather arrow was shot from a high point less than five meters in front of Squire Darren, and pierced his neck without a gorget on the spot. The other two cavalrymen beside him were also shot into pieces.

"Enemy attack!" Old Sir Shalit was the first to react. He shouted while taking off his shield from the horse he was holding. Then he raised his shield above his head and quickly rushed to the side of the caravan. There was a sophisticated crossbow inside, which allowed him to counterattack the enemies on the wall.

However, Shalit had just lifted off the coarse cloth covering the cart, and before he could take out his crossbow, he saw a large group of infantrymen holding shields rushing out of the fishing village and rushing towards the 'caravan'.

"We have to keep a distance from them!" Shalit threw away the crossbow in his hand, ran towards his horse again, and shouted loudly to Darren behind him, "We can't take advantage of the cavalry here! "

"Then what should we do with these things? Just leave them to them like this? What if they don't come to pursue us? What if they just pull the things back to the fishing village to defend them?" Darren looked at the front of the caravan, the enemy's infantry Holding spears, they formed a shield wall and pressed over.

Even if these spearmen are a ragtag group, in such a narrow terrain, they can still pose a fatal threat to the skilled warriors in their own team.

What's more, they have long-range fire support behind them.

In the end what happened? Aris? Dai Lun looked in the direction of the fishing village with doubts.