21 Follow Me and Charge
Although the losses on the Lannister Front were not many, with only over a hundred people losing the ability to fight, the scene where Robb transformed into a dragon and killed a hundred people in an instant was deeply engraved in everyone's hearts.
Morale collapsed!
They didn't know if Robb could continue to use his powerful abilities just now, and they didn't know when their lives would disappear.
This reminded them of the legendary battles of ancient times. They had heard from childhood to adulthood the legendary story of the Targaryen family riding three giant dragons and sweeping the continent!
That's a giant dragon!
For the residents of Westeros, who had ruled under the symbol of the dragon for hundreds of years, they had already formed a worship of the dragon. Robb was well aware of this psychology, so he chose to use dragon prayer, a costly spell.
"Mental power is slowly recovering. Judging from the current progress, it is estimated that after an hour's rest, you can cast a complete dragon's breath again."
Robb could feel that his energy was recovering, and he could already cast some low-cost spells.
So Robb's hands lit up with lights of different colors and began to cast prayer spells to enhance his combat capabilities.
[Beast Vitality]
[Storing beast vitality in the body can slowly restore blood volume within a certain period of time.]
[Fire, give me strength]
[Light up flames on your body, increasing your power and fire attribute damage.]
[Dragon Thunder Blessing]
[Thunder and lightning wrap around the body, which can help the protector to deflect attacks more easily.]
[Black Flame Blessing]
[Light up black flames on the body to reduce the damage received.]
Each protective or offensive prayer was performed by Robb and patted on his body. At night, Robb's body continued to light up with lights of various colors.
Orange-red and black flames intertwined.
Golden thunder and dark beast energy rushed.
It's like a god descending into the world!
Robb finally raised the sword in his hand and stabbed it into the sky. A golden holy light enveloped all the Wolf Riders.
[Golden Tree Oath]
[A prayer to improve the attack and defense capabilities of yourself and your allies.]
All the wolf cavalry felt that their bodies were full of power, and an unprecedented sense of fullness spread throughout their bodies.
Their eyes became more and more fanatical, and the hands holding the spears no longer trembled.
Seeing that the time was right, Robb swung the long sword in his hand downwards, and three hundred wolf cavalry rode together, silently charging towards the already scattered Lannister army!
The tip of the spear shone silver in the reflection of the moonlight, like a neat swarm of fireflies flying forward.
Robb took the lead, charging directly into the enemy's camp with a shining light.
Beep beep beep -
Looking at the location of James, the Kingslayer, Robb raised his hand and fired an arrow towards the golden head.
More than two hundred arrows roared out from behind.
James saw the shining Robb and countless fireflies rushing towards him. After a brief period of confusion, he immediately regained his fighting consciousness.
"Don't panic, there are less than 300 people on the other side!"
James roared with all his strength, commanding his nobles: "They are coming for me. Only 300 people dare to charge at the central army. You should take people to both sides immediately, accelerate the charge, and beat them to pieces!"
Seeing that the nobles and lords under his command were still a little dazed, James was furious. He didn't care that the arrows were flying towards him, and he stood on a high place and cursed.
"Don't you have any brains?! Robb is here for me. If you stay here, you have to face the monster's charge head-on. Let the guys go to the two sides. Why don't you get over quickly?!"
"I'll leave a thousand here, and another two thousand people to kill from the side! With one charge, the other side will be dead, and we will win!!!"
James's roar finally had an effect, and some timid lords felt as if they had been granted amnesty after hearing it, and they hurriedly led their men to move to both sides.
However, in the absence of unified command, the teams were in chaos. Some teams on the left wanted to ambush on the right, and some on the right wanted to ambush on the left.
The soldiers were scared out of their wits again, and they kept looking back, thinking that if they ran back to the base camp, there might be a chance of survival.
If it weren't for the supervising team behind them, some of them would have escaped long ago.
Of the three thousand cavalry troops, less than half can now maintain normal dispatch and adjustment.
"This is enough," James thought to himself. "1,500 people are enough to kill the cavalry on the opposite side, which is less than 300 people."
Jaime rode on horseback, took the helmet brought by his men, and looked at Robb from a distance as he rushed towards him.
"Robb! I'm right here, come on!"
"Robb! Use your magic to kill me, you bastard!"
"Lannister, listen to my roar, kill!"
Jaime said. He cursed Robb loudly and shouted the motto of the Lannister family, trying to encourage his troops and bring their morale back from the brink of collapse.
He saw through Robb's intentions, but instead of running away, he chose to fight Robb head-on.
He spat and murmured to himself: "Come on, you little son of a bitch, let's see who can defeat my center faster, or my two wings that can penetrate faster!"
But no matter what James did, roaring and provoking, the three hundred knights charging at high speed on the opposite side remained silent.
They were like the legendary death knights, and all they could bring to their enemies was eternal silence.
The people who were resisting Robb's Wolf Cavalry were beginning to feel fear. If Jaime's voice hadn't been echoing in their ears, they would have run away long ago.
Bump!
The first thing to break was the ice sculpture of a soldier frozen by Robb's ice dragon breath, and then the Lannister cavalry saw the firefly-like spear points.
Two waves of charging cavalry collided with each other. At this moment, the wolf cavalry who had been silent finally roared for the first time tonight:
"Winter has arrived!!!"
The Lannister army, which was already on the verge of collapse, was frightened by this sudden roar and was already heartbroken!
They were horrified to find that their spearheads could not penetrate the most dazzling person on the battlefield.
Robb was the first to charge into the Lannister army. Several spearheads immediately appeared in front of Robb. However, Robb, who had prayed several times, simply ignored these limp spears. He raised his sword and dropped it directly. The spear head fell to the ground.
Grey Wind followed closely behind, and its strong body and wolf howl that frightened the horses almost instantly made some cavalry mounts lose control.
Grey Wind jumped up, twisted his body, and clawed at the throat of a horse. The bright red blood wet its hair.
Robb swung his sword. It was a simple sword, but the enemy on the opposite side could only watch as the sword slashed his throat.
In the blink of an eye, several Lannister family cavalry had been killed by Robb.
One person and one wolf, a hole was opened when the war first started.
The wolf cavalry behind them filed in, and their spears were invincible, instantly piercing the Lannister army's defense line.
It also broke their last inner defense.
