WILOW-Ch.400: Defeating the Westerlands Army
Outside the Golden Tooth, Westerlands
POV of Doric Bolton
His n were tired. Doric knew that. A whole day of fighting would leave anyone exhausted.
Tywin Lannister had not gone easy in his attack and threw all his troops in the hope that Bolton’s defenses would break, and the Lannister army would be able to enter the Castle, but no such thing happened.
His n repelled all attacks from the Lannister army, and by the end of the day, there was a small mountain of corpses outside their gates.
But thanks to the magical amulets, his own army suffered negligible losses.
He only lost a few unfortunate n due to intense enemy arrows or, occasionally, when groups of soldiers climbing ladders to the walls attacked his n en masse, rendering the amulets’ protection insufficient.
So, except for a few unlucky n, his n only sustained minor injuries.
Magical amulets only activated if their user was subjected to a lethal attack. Therefore, non-lethal attacks, usually to the arms and legs, resulted in minor injuries if his n couldn’t defend themselves.
But ultimately, all these injuries were treatable, and after each battle, his soldiers, under the protection of the magical amulets, gained more experience and transford into veteran soldiers.
In fact, many of the wounded n, after having their injuries treated and resting for a while, rejoined the defense during the next rotation.
By the ti Tywin realized that his gamble had failed, the Westerlands had only 6000 n remaining in their army.
At that point, even Tywin probably understood that if he sent any more n to the attack, then his n would ignore his command and desert him then and there.
In the end, Tywin chose to take what was left of his once great army and started going south. It seed Tywin had chosen to survive and save his revenge for another day.
Not knowing that he had already lost the war.
Doric knew how vengeful and patient Tywin was. He knew that if he let him live, Tywin would stab him in the back when he found an opportunity.
And he had no intention of leaving a ti bomb behind as the Long Night approached.
So, he had taken his cavalry and rode after the remnants of the Lannister army.
He called his Wyvern Riders with the magical mirror and told them to take the wildfire bombs they had and drop them on top of the retreating Lannister army.
The wyverns followed his orders, and a few minutes later, he could see small explosions happening in the distance as the Lannister army finally broke and scattered in all directions.
The Lannister army had finally been routed.
Even now, Doric could go down in history as the man who defeated all the armies of the Westerlands.
But even as the army was routed, he could see that the central core of the Lannister army still held strong and was still in the process of retreating south.
Using his magical far-eye, he found that Tywin Lannister and his other commanders were in this group. So Doric told the wyverns to stop the attack and remain on standby.
Then he gave a fierce grin and told Varko and Raksa to both take 1/3rd of the cavalry and attack from left and right, while he went with full might to attack with his direwolves and tore right through the remaining n from the center.
The remaining Lannister n could do nothing.
Varko and Raksa were clearing the remaining n from the flanks, trapping the core of the army, while Doric advanced through the center, attacking from the rear.
The Lannister army currently had no cavalry. So the remaining n had no choice but to flee on foot.
Only the lords, knights, and nobles in the core of the army still had horses. But galloping them ant abandoning their remaining n.
Indeed, having no other choice, it didn’t take long for Doric to see Tywin and the other lords and knights galloping away from the remaining n.
Tywin seed to be using his remaining n as a buffer, a way to stop him and save his own life. Doric wouldn’t expect anything less from soone like him.
But this wasn’t enough for Tywin to escape. Doric’s direwolves could easily catch the galloping horses.
The remaining panicked n of the Lannister army standing before him seed to have neither the strength nor the will to stop him.
The truly absurd thing was that a commander should expect loyalty from his n after abandoning them.
Doric, after breaking through the enemy lines that were scattering in panic with his n and direwolves, the direwolves speed up, catching up with Tywin and his fleeing horse riders, and then blocking their path.
Although Tywin wanted to break through the direwolves and continue on his way, his horse seed unwilling to obey.
And with Varko and Raksa catching up on the flanks and Doric from the rear, Tywin Lannister was now completely trapped.
About an hour after they left the castle and went in pursuit of the fleeing Lannister army, he had Tywin Lannister and so of the most influential lords in the Westerlands tied in front of him.
"Lord Tywin." He said to the old man, who continued to glare at him, "Your reign of terror ends here."
"Do you think this is over, Bolton boy? A Lannister always pays his debts. I will never forget the humiliation I suffered here today, and one day I will make you pay dearly for it." Tywin Lannister said.
And Doric did not doubt that Tywin would do just that if given the chance.
He would inflict as much harm as he could on Doric, his loved ones, or anything important to him, whenever he had the opportunity.
But Doric had no intention of giving him that chance.
"You know the saying, Lord Tywin. Dead n tell no tales. But in this case, it would be more accurate to say, dead n pay no debts," he said.
"You cannot execute without a trial. Being judged before the King is my right as a nobleman and Warden of the Westerlands. If you violate this, you will find no nobleman supporting you," Tywin said, grinding his teeth.
"If I kill everyone here now, all of Westeros will only know that you died in battle, do you realize that?" Doric said, and after watching Tywin glare at him with hateful eyes, he added:
"But don’t worry, Lord Tywin, I have no intention of killing you here. As you requested, you will be judged before the ruler of these lands. But don’t even think for a mont that this person is your grandson."
"What do you an? King Joffrey Baratheon is the sole ruler of these lands," Tywin said.
"That may be to you, but the rest of Westeros sees him as a bastard. And I’m sure you know that I recently declared my Empire over these lands. That ans I will be the one to judge you," Doric said with a mischievous smile.
"Nonsense. Then I demand a trial by combat. Let the gods decide who is right and who is wrong," Tywin said.
He knew very well that if he left his fate to Doric’s judgnt, his end would not be good.
"I have no intention of allowing such a trial in my imperial system. But I can make an exception for you. However, I have a good place in mind for the trial. But I doubt you’ll still want it when we get there," he said.
"What do you intend to do, Lord Bolton?" Tywin asked.
"You just said the Lannisters always pay their debts. I wonder if the Martells keep a list of their past debts? You see, I intend to hand you over to them."
And after his words, he watched Tywin’s face turn deathly pale, and the light in his eyes fade. But he felt not a gram of rcy for the man.
Tywin’s hand was stained with the blood of many, from babies to other innocents.
Now he was simply facing the consequences of his actions. And for that, he had no right to bla anyone but himself.
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