Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 45 Impact, Impact, Impact
The earth is shaking.

The first to launch the attack were Dorne's cavalry. These light cavalrymen riding low sand horses had just stood still when they trotted all the way, slowly moving towards the center where the infantry were concentrated.

Lord Tully looked at the cavalry led by Aslan Longdel on the other side. After confirming that they did not attack because the Dornish cavalry moved, he breathed a sigh of relief. The nobles around him who were also from the West March looked at Lord Tully with some doubt.

"Lord Donald, aren't we going to attack?"

Lord Tully rolled his eyes at the foolish nobleman who only had muscles but no brains. "Can you outrun the Dornish light cavalry, or do you want to experience the feeling of being beaten by javelins and horse archers?"

Unexpectedly, the young people coming from the East are more familiar with the Dornish cavalry's fighting style than these locals who have been fighting with the Dornish for many years. Earl Tarly couldn't help but improve his evaluation of the retainers under Longzel's command. He is very familiar with the Dornish cavalry tactics. The Dornish sand horses are not as tall as the horses in the Stormlands and the Riverlands, but they are lighter and faster. This makes the Dornish love light armored cavalry. They don't put armor on their horses, and the cavalry often chooses lighter armor. If it is a head-on charge, the cavalry in the borderlands can suppress the Dornish cavalry, but the Dornish prefer to pull the northern knights out of the range of infantry cover, and use their own high mobility to throw javelins or shoot arrows at the northern knights. This is also an important tactic for the Dornish cavalry to compete with the Andal knights who are more well-equipped.

Dorne's cavalry began to speed up, and these cavalrymen, armed with spears or scimitars, roared and charged towards the infantry line.

But the cavalry on both wings did not move.

"Set up your spears, set up your spears." The people in charge of commanding the central army were Earl Edric Dondarrion and Amos Fezel. At this time, the two of them had a tacit division of labor. Edric was responsible for concentrating the spearmen in the infantry and setting up a spear defense line in front of the central army. Amos Fezel summoned all the longbowmen and crossbowmen in the infantry.

The javelins and bows of the Dornish cavalry arrived, but unfortunately the distance was a bit far, and these javelins and arrows fell lightly in front of the infantry line.

"put!"

They were responded by the longbowmen and crossbowmen in the infantry. The longbowmen in the borderland were just as accurate as the archers in the river area, and some were even stronger. They made longbows with yew wood, just to shoot arrows at their ancient enemies.

The Dornish cavalry scattered instantly, and the dense rain of arrows fell to the ground, only shooting down a few Dornish light cavalry, but the scattered Dornish cavalry could not do anything to the three-layer spear line of the frontier spearmen. Several Dornish cavalrymen who rushed faster were directly shot down from their horses by the first row of infantry holding 20-foot spears. Even their horses only broke a few spears before they were pierced with several bloody holes by the 12-foot spears of the second and third rows. Seeing this, the remaining cavalry could only rein in their horses urgently to prevent themselves from being hit.

The earth is shaking.

Of course, there were also a few unlucky infantrymen who were nailed to the ground by javelins from the charging Dorne cavalry.

"Retreat." Seeing that the cavalry from the borderland had not been pulled out, Earl Tolan was furious, but the Dornish cavalry had already lost their offensive formation, and continuing to charge into the infantry formation that far outnumbered them would be courting death. Next to him was Wylan Weir, the only remaining member of the Weir family. When Weir City was burned, he was scouting outside with his cavalry and escaped the disaster.

The Dornish cavalry, relying on their faster horses, were about to break away from the infantry line.

"Spearmen, charge! We can't let the Dornish bastards break away from the line." When Lord Edric saw the Dornish cavalry regroup, he immediately realized what was going to happen. He slapped his horses, urged the spearmen to lay down their spears, and charge towards the cavalry in formation.

"Lord Toland, the cavalry from the borderlands have been dispatched." A noble knight from the Uller family suddenly pointed, and Earl Toland turned around and saw cavalry wearing heavy silver armor leading the way, followed closely by a large number of cavalry from the borderlands, who had immediately advanced to the rear of the Dornish cavalry.

"Why so fast?"

"They are on the high ground." Wylan Weir immediately understood why the Borderland Cavalry moved so quickly. "Lord Tolan, we need to reunite with the infantry as soon as possible."

"I know." Lord Tolland turned his horse around immediately. But the same rumble was getting closer and closer from the other side. "Seven layers of hell, damn Tully."

The green banner of the Striding Hunters was unfurled in the wind. Lord Tarly led the way with the greatsword Broken Heart in hand. The knights from the West March inherited the fine traditions of the River Reach. Most of them were equipped with beautiful plate armor and equipped with several weapons.

Lord Toland then realized how foolish it was to gather his cavalry and prepare to leave. Lord Tully's heavy cavalry smashed into the Dornish cavalry like a sledgehammer.

A Dornish cavalryman immediately turned his horse's head and prepared to fight, but his chest exploded and he flew off his horse, with scattered wood chips flying everywhere. The knight who had just stabbed him threw away his broken lance, drew his long sword and rushed into the cavalry, slashing left and right. Lord Tully, holding his broken heart, cut off the head of a Dornish cavalryman with his sword, and when he raised his head, he saw a knight from the Jordain family rushing towards him with a spear. Lord Tully squeezed his horse's belly and raised his greatsword. The sharp Valyrian steel sword directly cut off the enemy's spear. The next one to be cut off was the Dornish knight, and the hot blood didn't even leave a mark on the greatsword.

The cavalry led by Aslan Longdel also completed the cutting of the Dornish cavalry. The young knight in silver armor waved his Valyrian steel sword "The Lion King" and killed them one by one. No matter whether the Dornish armor was inlaid with gold scales or chain mail, it could not survive a round under the Valyrian steel sword.

"Evacuate, evacuate!" Earl Toland raised his mace, shouted, and ran southward while holding his horse's belly. Then he ran into Harrod Selmy, the young master of the Selmy family. The short and strong young knight also came forward with a mace in hand, and blocked the hammer of the elderly Earl Toland with one hammer. Earl Toland lost his balance and almost fell off his horse. The old earl had no time to react at all. Harrod Selmy's mace came down, and the enamel green dragon's tail on the breastplate cracked with a click. Earl Toland was hit by the hammer and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he rolled off his horse.

“I vote.”

Before he could utter the word "surrender", a warhorse that had lost its owner came running over from the side, trampled Earl Toland several times and took away Harlo's horse. Poor Harlo just watched his contribution disappear under the horse's hooves.

On the other side, Wylan Weir also ran into his opponent. Aslan came to him personally with the Lion King in his hand. Wylan saw at a glance that the sword in Aslan's hand was not ordinary. He did not dare to fight, but Aslan's sword was already in front of him.

Huailan was beheaded by a sword before he could even say a word.

Seeing his cavalry defeated, Earl Uller grinned with red eyes, and the Uller knights beside him looked at their master with a different look. Thinking that their heir was still normal, several Uller knights quietly retreated, wanting to leave the battlefield as soon as possible. Then they saw a scene that they would never forget.

Wormithor descended from the sky, and a dragon flame slammed into the Dornish army like a waterfall. The raging flames continued to extend to the back of the army. The unarmored peasants in the front row wailed and fell to the ground, gradually turning into ashes in the flames. The fully armored infantry in the back row also wailed, and the iron or copper armor slowly melted under the flames, taking their masters with them.

The mad Earl Uller was thrown over by his flaming mount and fell into the wall of fire created by Wormithor. His howls of pain were heard clearly even by the knights who were chasing the Dornish cavalry in front.

Silver wings flew from another direction, and the same column of fire poured down, intersecting with the wall of fire created by his brother, and another long line of fire cut across the Dornish infantry formation.

The Dornish infantry collapsed. Two giant dragons flew across the sky, pouring flames onto the ground. Walls of fire burned fiercely among the crowd, and the Dornish were cut into pieces by the flames.

The wailing sound filled the entire battlefield.

The Knights of the Marches will bring the Stranger's mercy to the Dornishmen in the flames.

Lord Tully and Aslan gave up on strangling the last wave of fleeing Dornish light cavalry and led their cavalry to charge the collapsing Dornish infantry.

The early morning sun slowly rises, and the sunlight shines on the dry fields.

The flames gradually died down, leaving only ashes and corpses.

The green dragon flag of the Tolan family turned into ashes in the flames, the interlaced flame flag of the Uller family was broken into pieces with only a flagpole left, the Weir family completely disappeared in the dragon flames, and the green checkered feather pen flag of the Jordan family was dirty and damaged beyond recognition.

Jaccaris and Lusiris tried hard to distinguish the captured flags, while Wormisol and Silver Wing landed aside and enjoyed the roasted horse and human flesh.

This meal was enough to keep Wormisol and Silver Wing from hunting for a long time.

"Your Highness." Lord Edric Dondarrion walked up to Longzel, who was drinking water, holding a small notebook. "It has been confirmed that Earl Tolan and Earl Uller are both dead. This battle, we have won a great victory." Edric's face was filled with indescribable joy. He finally avenged his son.

"Thank you, Lord Dondarrion." Longzel nodded and stood up holding the water bag. "Everyone has worked hard. When we return to Dragon's Nest, I will hold a celebration banquet for everyone. I will reward everyone who has made contributions here."

"Long live Prince Longzel!"

A soldier holding the head of a Dornish cavalryman immediately stood up and shouted.

Then, waves of voices spread out, and finally even the two princes couldn't help but shout "Long live Prince Longzel!"

The two giant dragons roared towards the sky at the same time, as if they were celebrating their victory.

Big sand dunes.

The early morning sun caressed the tattered golden spear piercing the sun flag.

There were dead bodies and wailing horses everywhere, all of which indicated that a fierce battle had taken place here the night before.

"It's a pity that we didn't catch that son of a bitch, Ke'olun." Although Leven Yronwood complained, his face was full of smiles. Tigaro followed him and looked coldly at the corpses scattered all over the ground.

After confirming that Earl Fowler's troops had not moved and instead sent a part of them back to defend Tianji City, Leven decided to give it a try. He immediately set off with 1500 cavalrymen and arrived at the Great Sand Dunes before nightfall.

Unfortunately, Kooren was good at commanding his troops. After the night raid by the cavalry, he was able to gather several hundred remnants and evacuate calmly, so that Count Leven failed to complete his mission in one battle.

But the army that the Martell family had worked so hard to gather was scattered. After retreating dozens of miles, Keoren was able to gather more than 1000 people.

The Sun was defeated.

Dorne's sky fell.

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