Chapter 256
2021-01-06
Chapter 256: Deepwood MotteAlthough Deepwood Motte is made of wood, it is not afraid of fire . The wooden wall is sandwiched with icy frozen soil, and the outer surface is covered with moss that has grown for an unknown number of years. Even if it is barely lit, the fire will hardly spread.
Of course, these troubles...not worth mentioning in front of Wildfire.
However, although I brought a few cans of Wildfire from Queenscrown, Igor did not intend to completely use fire to destroy the enemy. In the case of ten times the enemy's strength, there is no need to mention it first, if oneself rushes to attack a hundred Come to the depths of Wolfswood, but recapture a ruin turned to ashes for the North, it is difficult to say whether oneself will gain gratitude or complain.
The purpose of his order to light the watchtower is to create fear and confusion among the enemies, so that they lose one's head out of fear; When looking out of Deepwood Motte, the dark effect of the lights makes it completely impossible for the other party to judge how many people are attacking.
Although this wooden castle is not very strong, the siege battle has always been dominated by the defenders. Even more how, whether it is wildling or mountain clan people, they are not good at it... Maybe it should be said that they are not able to attack cities at all. If they are not familiar with the internal conditions of Deepwood Motte, if they rush in, the casualties may be greater.
Igor hopes to force the enemy out of the field, using terrain and traps to end the battle.
Watching that wooden tower quickly ignite raging flames with the help of a can of Wildfire and become a beacon in the dark, Night's Watch knew the time had come.
"Let's get started."
"Yes."
Commands were quickly rolled down to the lowest level officers. So, in the dark Wolfswood outside the Deepwood Motte, thousands of bright spots suddenly appeared, accompanied by the continuous sound of horns, Igor borrowed all the horns and torches that the Umber family could find from the last Hearth. , far more than the actual number needed, he tried to make the enemy in Deepwood Motte have the illusion of "the attack of the main North army" through a series of camouflage and deception.
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When the low warhorn of wu wu wu swept from all directions with the cry of "Long live Winterfell" wrapped in mountain cry out and sea howl, attacking The city's psychological warfare goals were easily achieved.
Asha looked at the inexplicable torch light spot outside the city wall, and understood that there was no chance of winning this battle: "crow mouth, go call everyone up, and gather in the outer court!"
No one could sleep under these conditions, and the outer courtyard of Deepwood Motte soon filled with panicked people, as the Ironmen who followed Asha gathered in front of their Queen.
"Do you want to put out the fire first, or prepare to fight?"
"Save your mother's fire!" Asha spat at the man who asked the stupid question, and climbed up the wood. Bucket, so that everyone can see her: "The wolves are running towards us with grinning teeth, wanting to take the Ironmen's life. Are we going to throw away our armor and beg for mercy?"
"no !" The first Warrior drew a long sword. "No." Someone soon echoed. "Never!" quickly aroused everyone's response.
Asha was satisfied with the enthusiasm of her subordinates, she waved the hatchet in her hand: "Even if we can't escape death, we will shout loudly and fight to death with sharp blades and tomahawks!"
"That's right!"
"Come on the city wall!"
The only remaining Ironmen lined up to climb the city wall, and soon found that the enemy was not attacking blindly , but while making an untidy roar, holding the torch slowly approaching the castle, it seems to be building an encirclement. Across the dense foliage, it is impossible to see how many people are attacking, but at least a few thousand... Except for the return of the North's main force, the breakthrough Moat Cailin, no clan can gather such a martial power.
The Ironmen were full of fighting spirit and prepared for a deadly battle, only to find that the enemy did not intend to give a good time when they climbed the city wall. Plan to surround Deepwood Motte!"
"There's a ram outside the north gate!"
"The wooden gate won't stop the attack, and once they rush in...we can't deal with that many people."
"You can use the terrain in the castle to keep fighting."
"The terrain in the castle?" the person who spoke first scolded, "You pig brain, Young Wolf will definitely Let the Glover family rush to the front, as far as knowing the terrain of Deepwood Motte, can you have more of them!"
"We can hide in the fort on the top of the hill."
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"And get burned by a fire? If they can set the watchtower on fire, they can set the whole Deepwood Motte on fire!" Another turned to Asha: "My Queen, the sea is five miles away, and we have to stand here. This useless wooden castle? If we burn to death with dry feet, we won't even be able to find our way to the Drowned God Watery Halls!"
A third person responded, "Yes, we It's the Ironmen, even if they die, they should step on the sea and get their feet wet, listening to the sound of the waves behind them and die!"
"Captain! There are no enemies outside the south gate for now, we can break through from there!"
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There is no enemy outside the South Gate? Asha didn't believe that if Robb Stark was half the legendary good soldier, he would have divided his troops to sweep the coastline, set the longship on fire, or at least arrange for interception forces on every possible retreat of her to prevent oneself from boarding the ship.
Asha understands that perseverance is a dead end, and there may be traps waiting for oneself to break through. But the words of the last person just now strengthened her mind - she really wants to live, but if today is the day of oneself's death, she hopes that oneself can at least die with wet feet: "Well said, I changed my mind, put the dark The forest and this damn wooden urinal are returned to the wolf cubs, we don't keep the city wall. Break out of the encirclement and withdraw to the boat!"
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The trumpeter blew three consecutive short bursts. Sound, this is the signal to go back to the boat. People on the city wall rushed down the stairs and gathered in the courtyard, preparing to break through in a flurry of chickens... No one is surprised by this unreasonable situation, and it is possible I noticed it, but I didn't have time to think about it: the shouts of "Long live Winterfell" outside the city wall have been blaring for a long time, but no one has boarded the unguarded city wall.
There aren't enough horses, someone has to walk, and of course, none of those people include Yara Grejoy, who climbed on oneself's maroon and yelled at her subordinates: "Open the South Gate!"
At the same moment when the South Gate opened, there was a loud bang of a ram hitting the wooden door in the direction of the North Gate. Asha pulled a hatchet from her shoulder straps, sat on her horse and yelled at her brothers: "It's impossible to abscond, brothers, make a bloody way! Let's go home!"
"Go home! "
"Long live Asha!"
The road outside the South Gate was empty, which added to her suspicions, but no matter what awaits oneself ahead, the worst outcome It was nothing but death. She clamped the horse's belly with her legs: "Let's go!"
The people and horses rushed through the open space and fields of the city gate, and when they reached the opposite forest, they were already walking in a mess. Under the moonlight, the crops she trampled on when she attacked the city were now muddy because they were left unattended. Asha arranged for the riders to go to the front and the rear respectively, urging those who were left alone to move on and making sure that no one was left behind. Surrounded by tall soldier pines and gnarled old oaks, Deepwood Motte is not just in name only, but also in reality, the trees are tall and gloomy and a little forbiddingly dense. The branches of the trees overlapped, swayed and squeaked in the wind, and the tops seemed to reach the moon.
The sooner the better, Asha thought urgently, this is northerner territory, and even the trees seem to hate us in their hearts. There seemed to be a pair of eyes on the surrounding tree bark, staring at her back with chills.
The rider who explored the road ahead quickly reported that there was a trail of someone ahead of the road, most likely an ambush.
"Leave the road and go west." This was what Asha expected, she thought for a while and came up with an idea: "The wolves must think we will go north to the nearest seaside, I bet , as long as it is the road to the north, there will be an ambush waiting for us. But as long as we resist the urge to flee back to the ship..."
Soon someone understood her idea: "Don't take the ready-made If we don't even know where we are going, the wolves can't stop us!"
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(this chapter end)