Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 324 The Traitor of the Family

The red and white torrent shot out from the back of the Second Sons Regiment like a long arrow, but the arrow shaft was broken by a black sharp knife just before it was about to pierce into the Second Sons Regiment's camp.

"impossible!"

The sworn knights of the Bol family looked on in disbelief as the Second Sons, who were supposed to attack Craighe's castle with all their might, actually left hundreds of men to guard behind the camp, and even prepared antlers to defend against cavalry charges, as if they had known of their arrival in advance.

Then the cavalry of the Bol family, which consisted of sworn knights, knights from several surrounding castles and their squire riders, mercenary cavalry, free riders, and even Dothraki cavalry, had its momentum of charge curbed almost in the blink of an eye.

"What are you doing, idiot?"

"Seven Gods!"

"Help!"

The consequences of forcibly interrupting the advancing cavalry were very serious, especially when they were cut off in the middle.

The cavalry in the back row had no time to rein in their horses and crashed into the cavalry in the front row.

In an instant, people and horses were thrown to the ground, and screams and the wailing of war horses were heard everywhere.

"Aim for the guy with the peacock on his helmet and shoot."

The commander of this cavalry, the sworn knight from the Boll family, was shot into a hedgehog by crossbowmen commanded by Quentin Boll before he could even give orders.

The cavalry, having lost their commander, was in complete disarray.

The Bohr family did not have many cavalrymen to support the Kreha family. At most, there were only three or four hundred cavalrymen, which was only slightly more than the number brought by Quentin.

This is not because the Boll family does not value the Second Sons Group.

It’s because the main force of the Second Sons Regiment is not here at all, and the main force of the Bol family is fighting with the main force of the Second Sons Regiment.

The Boll family estimated that the Second Sons' Regiment that came to attack Earl Craig's castle had only a few hundred to a thousand soldiers. The three or four hundred cavalry, together with Earl Craig's own army, would be enough to wipe out the "dregs" of the Second Sons' Regiment.

But I didn't expect that there would be reinforcements brought by Quentin Boll.

then.

Daemon effortlessly knocked down a knight in bright armor with an enameled honey badger on his breastplate.

The tall knight was obviously experienced. He jumped off the saddle the moment Daemon's horse hit him. His plate armor was not like the ceremonial armor on the continent of Westeros, which was more decorative than practical and ignored flexibility and weight for the sake of appearance.

This was the armor that protected him as he crawled out of the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

Even though he jumped out, he was still hit hard on the legs by the heavy warhorse.

His mounted attendants hurriedly turned their horses around, trying to stop this guy who was wrapped tightly in armor.

But his two attendants were stopped by a young man holding two swords.

Trystane was wearing Dornish-style scale armor, holding a long sword in each hand, and he blocked the long swords of the two servants.

The hardships he experienced in his childhood gave the boy great strength and excellent fighting skills. At least on this small battlefield, no one would interfere with Damon's military achievements.

"You are a child!"

After being hit by Damon's hammer, the knight reacted immediately and hurriedly dragged his injured leg to take off the chain hammer at his waist.

Oh, God of War, when did the Second Son Group have so many dolls?

But there is no time.

Damon calmly reined in his horse and smashed the knight's helmet with his hammer again.

bang.

The knight rolled on the ground in a panic, and the hammer did hit the knight's helmet, but because the knight rolled so fast, the helmet was only knocked off the ground a little. He knew that the guy on the opposite side had already taken advantage.

He has the physical strength and the war horse.

It's hard to even draw a weapon. You can't win.

"Stop! I surrender!"

The knight was also experienced and threw the hammer to the ground without hesitation.

"I surrender, I can pay the ransom!"

The same scene happened in various locations on this small battlefield.

The son of the Bol family, familiar with the Bol family's vassals, knights, and tactics.

the other side.

The Second Sons' battering ram broke open the gate of Earl Craighe's castle. Before that, the embarrassed Earl Craighe fled his castle through the tunnel.

What greeted his castle was the raging fire of the Second Sons.

"Your revenge has been taken." William Hill looked at the illegitimate son of the Crakehall family calmly: "Next, you have to bring a hundred warriors and twenty war horses to the Second Sons Group. This is your reward."

The lord, who once owned a castle, nine villages, three mills, and a woodland, nodded firmly.

This is the necessary price to pay.

the other side.

There was a tall and handsome black-haired boy next to Mad-Eye.

There was some excitement and some unspeakable meaning in his eyes.

"Lord Austin, are you saying that the three young men brought by Lord Fireball are also descendants of the Dragon King?"

Austin Mullendaur looked expressionless and even a little fiercely in the direction of the Second Sons' position.

At this time, with Quentin's ability, he must have defeated the reinforcements sent by the Boll family and is probably collecting ransom and spoils.

"Yes, just like you." Austin Mullendaur looked at the boy with a complicated look in his remaining eye. "Three dragon cubs that smell of sulfur."

"Lord Austin, I have nothing to do with the dragon clan anymore."

The young man smiled and said, "My father - at least he is willing to admit in private that he is my father, but he never dares to admit publicly that he is my father. He is an orthodox Targaryen."

“No one is more orthodox than him.”

Austin Mullendaur muttered.

For the throne of the grandfather of the young man in front of him, countless families were destroyed by Longzel and Prince Daemon Targaryen.

These impoverished nobles could only acknowledge the legitimacy of Aegon the Usurper.

Otherwise their sacrifice would be worthless.

"So what? He can't even use Targaryens. The two new dragon knights of the royal family, Garin Dragonheart and Benson Dragonheart, are just illegitimate children. They can both be active in the adults' courts as royal families. But the orthodoxy you speak of can only comfort yourself with the name of your father's dragon on the island."

The boy seemed to be telling a story about someone who had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, Griffin."

Mad-Eye interrupted the boy.

"Here, you are Griffin, not Aegon Sunfyre." Mad-Eye glanced coldly at the two men behind "Griffin". One of them had a bald head, but his eyes were conspicuous violet, and the other had blond hair, but he also had obvious Valyrian features.

"I don't care what your purpose is in coming here. He has the blood of the feudal lord I respect and the blood of my monarch. Once he comes to me, I will take on the mission of protecting him."

"Thank you for your loyalty." Griffin smiled and said, "Although it's not appropriate to say this, I can assure you that my family will give you more support."

William Hisham watched all this calmly.

(End of this chapter)