Game Of Thrones: House Bracken

As our 2 lines clashed, the spears began flying. The Mountain Clansmen had pierced their first line, and were still fighting in the small hole they had made.

And we had taken that chance to fill that hole, attacking the men of the Arryn first line, from the sides.

Due to the Mountain Clansmen, they couldn't fill the hole quickly enough, and it had allowed us to fill it, with our own men.

And as so, it had allowed our formation the upper hand against their first line, that we needed.

And so, their first line, made up of their most veteran, and mercenaries. Most of whom willing to throw their lives down to create a hole, was decimated.

In these types of battles, creating the hole which the Mountain Clansmen did, allowed the first line to completely defeat the enemy first line.

Which is why, suicidal people, or those willing to do that, for glory.

Was placed in the first line, but now that their first line was decimated. Although their second was more willing and elite, they didn't have that same mindset.

So we'd be better offensively of fighting their second line.

However, as soon as I got into their lines, precisely the third line. Encouraging shouts came from our men.

"Lord Bracken is here!"

"The Lord is fighting with us!"

"M'Lord is putting his life on the line!"

And other shouts, all of whom put up our morale.

But at the same time, I felt the ambitious gazes from the other side of our troops, from the enemy.

Lowborn men whom wanted to earn the honor of killing the enemy Lord, and even better. Commanding General.

And so, surprisingly. A team of 25 Vale Knights on foot, rushed at the shield wall, specifically at me.

"Fuck, guards. Reinforce the line!" I shouted as I felt the forward line buckle under the enemy knights's strength and armor.

And my guards responded, 7 of them pushing to the second line, and engaging the knights alongside the rest of our formation.

But still, they were pushing through, defeating our men one after another, but they suffered losses as well, 9 had already fallen.

But the first knight had now reached me.

I drew my sword, blocking his downward strike with a high-block, his weapon was a Zweihandler.

The Knight made to stab forward, but he was pierced by the spear of a footman beside me.

But a second took his place, wielding a bastard sword.

I pushed towards the knight, launching a high-feint, which he fell head over heels for.

And I slashed my sword into a right slash, towards his left-side.

The strike out him off guard, and a simple movement with my foot, which caught his armor, sent him to the ground.

Where he'd suffer a fate of being trampled to death.

Another knight took his place, even standing on his alive comrade as he launched a flurry of attacks, aimed at not only me, but the men beside me.

He was skilled, and looking at the symbol on his heater shield, he was from House Arryn.

His Bastard Sword moved at a speed I believed to be impossible, and at a strength I found difficult to block.

Surprisingly, I also felt the men around him, be shockingly stronger than the rest.

Somehow improving by leaps and bounds as they fought equally with my guards.

And as such, I began to focus more on the man.

A high feint, which didn't work, followed by a left strike. Which he ranked and countered with a stab towards my face.

I dodged out of the way, before kicking his foot, which barely moved at all, standing as a tall tree.

However, I kept the pressure up, as we entered a deep flow of parry's, blocks, counters, dodges and attacks.

We fought, for what seemed like hours, as men fell all around us.

But all my attention was focused on this one knight.

I stabbed my blade towards an opening in his leg, but he simply sidestepped it, before punching me in the face, breaking my nose. And staggering back.

I could see the arrogance and confidence radiating off him as he attacked once again, and I struggled to keep up.

But I managed to perform a powerful parry, sending his sword up high.

And surprisingly, at that same time. One of my stronger guards managed to free himself from his opponent for a split second, which he used to snake his foot around my opponents.

Before tugging at him, forcing him down towards the ground, struggling in the mud.

I didn't hesitate, and I stabbed my sword through the opening in his helmet, my sword was stopped as the tip of my sword penetrated his skull.

And suddenly, I felt all the enemy elites stop fighting, as all eyes turned towards me, and silence enveloped.

Until it all flushed over.

"Lord Ronnel!!!!" A knight shouted, before he rushed at me.

And my eyes widened at that.

Ronnel….

Lord Ronnel Arryn, General of the Arryn Forces!!!!

My eyes widened at that, and the charging knights, was stopped by one of my own.

And I used that chance to grab Ronnel Arryns body, dragging him back with me.

"Guards, fall back!" I shouted, and my 7 remaining guards retreated slightly.

The Guard whom had helped me defeat Ronnel had died a few seconds later, punished from the slip of focus by his own enemy.

However, I didn't care for that. As I cut the head of Ronnet off his body, and grabbing a spear. Spearing it through him.

I then grabbed a guard.

"Get a horse, and ride through the ranks. Shouting how I defeated Lord Ronnel Arryn, the lord of the enemy army!" I shouted at him, giving him the spear with his head.

The guard nodded, getting to work.

And at the same time, I retreated back to my command.

Because I knew one thing, we had won.

The loss of the commanding general was a great morale loss, and when your morale was already dangerously low.

To say it simply, that would be the breaking point of any army.

And at the same time, my flanks are punishing yours, you'd automatically flee.

As I passed Tytos, on my way back. I gave him a command.

"Send a message to the light and heavy cavalry, order them to prepare to hunt down the retreating Vale men." I told him, and he nodded.

And with that; I headed back to my commanding position.

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