Chapter 148 - Battle of the Crossing (I)
"Soldiers without fear, forged in unwavering obedience and faith." - Aenar Targaryen, looking at the twenty legions of the Legiones Astartes.
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Climbing a relatively high hill, Aenar looked at the huge twin castles on either side of the Green Fork of the Trident. The castle was one of the most formidable fortresses on the continent of Westeros.
"Honestly, without dragons and cannons, it would be extremely difficult to conquer Twins." Eddard said as he saw the twin castles, one on either side of the river. A tower in the middle of the bridge connected the castles. The walls were thick and fortified, looking powerful and impenetrable.
Aenar nodded. The castle before him was truly powerful, almost a second Harrenhal in terms of defense.
"How do you want to attack?" Eddard asked in a calm tone.
"Use the cannons first, I want to test the attack power against such a powerful castle." Aenar said, looking at the castle with a smile on his face.
Eddard was also curious about the cannons. He had seen the power of the guns and wanted to know if they were effective against castles. If they were, he planned to arm Winterfell's walls with cannons, making the already powerful castle even more formidable.
With Aenar's orders, the army set to work in full force. As well as building the camp, the soldiers began to position the cannons.
Oberyn and Tyrion were even more excited. Being close to Aenar allowed them to see something they had never imagined. Civilization, which had previously seemed stagnant for seven millennia, was slowly advancing with Aenar at the helm.
"What do you think Walder Frey's expression will be when he hears the cannon fire?" Tyrion asked, with a curious tone, as he sipped some wine.