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Chapter 93 Four Vanguards, Four Famous Swords

Conquest 289 years ago, one morning.

On King's Road, some distance from Lihe City, waves of enthusiastic cheers rose one after another.

Colorful flags fluttered in the wind, representing the pride of the various lords and the wealthy knight families.

Crowned stag, Icefield wolf, Crescent falcon, Leaping trout, Black bat, and so on.

Robert's army, personally led by him, from the Riverlands and the Vale, joined forces with the Northern army here.

Two rivers of steel converged, and the smells of people and horses filled the air.

Robert was accompanied by four Kingsguard men: Ser Barristan, the Kingslayer, Ser Boros Braun, and Ser Kovacs.

The White Knights wore milk-white armor and robes, and even their shields were white.

These knights were fully armed and ready to go. They were responsible for protecting the king and occasionally for commanding battles.

Although three Iron Guards remained in King's Landing, Robert's White Knights included two trump cards: Ser Barristan and the Kingslayer.

These two were both White Knights left over from the previous dynasty, and they were also the two most powerful.

Eddard Stark, with his long face, rode in and then dismounted.

"Winterfell is at your command, Your Majesty!" the Warden of the North said to the king, kneeling as he carried his greatsword of ice.

Ed has dark brown hair and gray eyes.

He was neither as handsome and robust as his brother Brandon, nor as unrestrained.

"Great, we can fight side by side again, Ed!" Robert laughed heartily, then helped his buddy Ed up.

King Robert Baratheon, clad in silver armor and a golden cloak, embraced Eddard Stark, Warden of the North, warmly.

"Long live King Robert!"

"Long live King Robert!!"

The princes and knights surrounding the king cheered enthusiastically, their voices like surging waves.

Ordinary people fear war, but Robert was different.

He seemed to be a man born for war, rather than for court politics and tedious administrative matters.

For Robert, wine and women were one kind of pleasure, but the battlefield of blood and fire was another.

The "Stag and Wolf" duo is the most famous brotherly pair in Westeros today, with Eddard's composure and calmness perfectly complementing the King's unrestrained passion.

Not far behind the king, Arthur watched his Ironclad brother, a man of renowned honor.

Rather than calling Ed a direwolf, he's more like an eagle.

The real direwolf was a wild and untamed man like his father Rickard and brother Brand.

"No more words, kill those sea monsters!" Robert Baratheon roared, the king in high spirits.

Robert's warhammer and steel shield are quite terrifying; only a warrior like Robert has the strength to wield them.

Good news kept coming: the Redwin Fleet and the Oldtown Fleet in the Reach would be cooperating with the Royal Fleet's operations.

Once Stannis's army has replenished its fresh water and food supplies in Dorne, all that's needed is for the winds to be right and for the two fleets to merge. Then, the defeat of Baron's Iron Fleet will be just around the corner.

Now that all the troops have gathered, all that is needed is to cross Lihe City, and the army will be stationed on the outskirts of Haijiang City.

"Lord Horst, Commander of the Riverlands!"

"Lord Jon, Commander-in-Chief of the Valley Army!"

"The commander-in-chief is Sir Barristan!"

The king personally selected generals for Ed, and they were all acquaintances, most of whom had appeared in the Battle of the Trident River.

Eddard's father-in-law, Horst; their old friend from the Vale, Yorn; and Barristan, captain of the White Knights.

"And then there are the vanguards," Robert chuckled, continuing to speak for Eddard. "Ser Lynn of the Vale, Arthur the brat of the Riverlands, and Thoros of Myre."

Upon hearing the king's signal, Arthur and the others also greeted Ed.

Good day, Lord Ed.

Arthur wore black armor, and his cloak was a yellow robe embroidered with bats.

This yellow color made Eddard think he was seeing another member of House Baratheon, but then he remembered that House Heron's color scheme was also yellow and black.

Ed looked at Arthur and indeed felt the presence of the Three Rivers Warriors.

Tall, fearless, and confident in his own strength and achievements.

Lynn Cobley wore silver armor and had rusty brown hair.

His robe was embroidered with three ravens, each claw clutching a blood-red heart. Lynn possessed the famous sword, Lady Silent.

Soros of Mil was the most unique; the Red Monk Soros was a tall, fat, bald man wearing a loose red robe.

After the War of the Usurper, he often drank with King Robert and enjoyed the king's fine wine.

He was famous for his bravery and love of wine.

"These are all promising young men," Ed praised. "Besides my vanguard, Lord Rickard, I've also brought a skilled fighter. Come here, Earl Jorah."

Arthur looked.

Ed summoned Big Bear, who appeared to be Ed's second-in-command.

Big Bear was a burly man with dark skin, thick fur, and average looks, wearing a green robe over his armor.

Jorah has nothing particularly remarkable about him; his most famous possession is his long claw sword.

A bear's head is engraved on the rounded end of the sword hilt, representing the Mormont family.

No wonder Daenerys doesn't like Jorah Mormont. Isn't it indecent for a man in his forties with an average appearance to flirt with a young girl?

"Jora? I remember him. He was quite valiant at the Battle of the Trident. He'll surely earn new honors this time." Robert laughed heartily.

"Thank you for your praise, Your Majesty!" Jorah replied with delight.

He is currently still a lord in the North, and has not yet fallen to the point of begging for food in the East, but this situation probably won't last long.

Jora had just lost his wife, and after his first wife's death, Jora received marriage proposals from several families.

However, before he could make his decision, Baron launched a rebellion.

"I have high hopes for them; they'll definitely be very effective in the war. They're all excellent," Robert said confidently.

Jorah the Great Bear, Lynn the Great, "the best swordsman in the Vale", Arthur the Dark Knight, and Thoros the Red Monk.

There was a subtle competitive spirit among the four of them, and they were all holding back their energy.

This is in front of the king and other important figures; everyone would definitely want to seize the flag and make a name for themselves.

These four vanguards each possess a famous sword.

Three Valyrian steel swords: Lady of the Void, Longclaw, and Darkbringer.

Soros's sword was the most special; he liked to coat it with wildfire, making it a wildfire sword that could intimidate opponents in the arena.

Randall Tarly, the vanguard of the Reach, wasn't there; otherwise, it would have been four Valyrian steel swords dancing together.

After the Northern Army and the Royalist Army joined forces, the army set off for Lihe City and crossed the river through Lihe City.

"Good day, Your Majesty, Your Excellencies!" Old Frey, who was greeting the king outside the city, was no longer arrogant. Instead, he bowed and scraped as he led the Freys to show the king the way.

This old man does fit the characteristics of being flexible and vengeful, a combination of both.

"Thank you very much, Lord Walder," Robert praised.

"This is my greatest honor, Your Majesty. I will send my sons and grandsons to fight for Your Majesty. Please forgive my old age," said old Frey.

Robert was very satisfied.

Lihecheng is a formidable pass in Hejian.

These are two square, ugly but sturdy castles, almost identical in appearance.

An arched bridge spans the river, having guarded the ferry crossing for centuries.

Lihe City has towering walls, a deep moat, and heavy oak-framed iron gates.

The bridge's entrances on both sides are located in the heavily guarded inner city, with bridgeheads and iron gates on both banks, while the central part of the river is protected by the Weihe Tower.

As the army set off, the important figures and the vanguard generals ended up crammed together.

Big Bear was very boring, while Lynn was somewhat arrogant.

Soros of Mil was quite the entertainer, and he got along well with Arthur.

After all, Arthur brought Whitewall City wine, and Soros was already a brother of fine wine.

"My lady is thirsty; perhaps she wants to kill a few more Ironborn," Lynn said to Arthur.

Lynn was unkind to many people, but he was quite kind to Arthur.

First, Arthur's record is highly valuable; second, Arthur is wealthy.

"My dark messenger is thirsty too," Arthur replied to Lynn.

"Perhaps we can let the two swords clash," Lynn said with great interest.

"Good lad, forget it. I'm too much older than you, it's not honorable to do this." The belligerent valley dweller gave up on his idea again.

Both were renowned swordsmen, but this was not the time for a duel within the vast army.

"There will be opportunities, but I think we have another chance to cooperate! Let's get some golden dragons," Arthur said in a low voice.

"What opportunity?" Lynn also became interested.

Lynn came from the old and declining Cobley family, and he was penniless.

He was always short of money and always in urgent need of money.